Kira Thorne - Shia Naawl (best value ebook reader .TXT) 📗

calm us. Bring us happiness.

In reality, they were never the weaker ones in the Pack, the Dominants were. They help us from becoming the monster we fear to be. In return, every Dominant, down to a core, feels the strong, ingrained need to protect submissives. They were one of the precious and valuable things in a Pack.

I closed my eyes briefly before I opened them and sat up. The plain white shirt Alaric let me wear had my scent mingling with his. My feet touched the wooden floor and I just sat at the edge of the bed with my eyes squarely on the floor. There was another scent I smelled. Natalya. I knew exactly when she stepped in the room and my muscles tensed for either an attack or an escape.

I didn’t look nor did I speak to her. I didn’t say a damn thing, just concentrated the way the bones beneath my skin flexed every time I twitched my toes. My brown-black hair fell all over me so it covered my face. Breathe.

Closing my eyes, I inhaled deeply. The mask of calmness slowly engulfed me and my senses sharpened, tuned. My She-wolf sent warmth to me. Though in her calmness, she was ready for anything.

‘Why didn’t you come to the house?’ Natalya spoke softly. By house, she meant her house.

I considered it and I knew the reason. I didn’t trust Natalya. Though she’s an omega and though her heart was pure gold, I didn’t trust her. Not with my state. I didn’t trust how an omega simply calms me.

‘I just didn’t.’ I replied calmly. It was as close to the honest-to-God truth without hurting her feelings –much.

Natalya didn’t speak. She stood still and breathed evenly. I smelt calmness, pity and sadness all wrapped up in one. And I hated it. Hated the pity.

Then I felt it.

Natalya reached out to my on a mental state, testing my mental barriers. But I kept it strong and unmovable.

I looked sharply at her, icily.

‘Back off.’ I said calmly.

But Natalya ignored me and tried to prod and push. I knew her heart was in the right place, that her duty as an omega was to heal the pack to both submissives and dominants so naturally she would try to reach me through a state where it isn’t physical but purely physiological but I simply didn’t care.

I started to push back the force that was trying to invade my mind.

‘Let me help you.’ Natalya pleaded. ‘I can feel you hurt so bad. Let me take the pain away.’ Natalya whispered.

She started to walk towards me with her hands outstretched. Like she was possessed, her instincts of an omega took over. Her greens are shone brighter –reflecting the power of an omega she possessed.

I got up from the bed and back away from her. ‘Back. Off.’ I said once more. This time my voice turned colder, frostier.

My Wolf leaped up and I allowed my Wolf close to me. I let my dominance fill the room until the room was stuffy with it. I pushed more. I pushed and pushed more of my dominance till Natalya dropped her knees to the floor and started to crawl to me with her neck bare.
I stood absolutely still, with my feet firmly placed on the ground. Natalya crawled towards me and curled around my left leg with her head nuzzling my stomach.

‘Let me in.’ Natalya pleaded. ‘Let me take your pain away. Please.’

I looked down and stared at Natalya. This was the thing about omegas. Even though they weren’t either submissive or dominant –they can be both. An omega suits the needs of every wolf –be it dominant or submissive but they cannot be controlled. Omega did what they pleased and every single member of the Pack, be it submissive or dominant, would lay down their lives for an omega. They bring peace to the pack, heal it but to the very core of an omega is to suit the needs of every wolf by instinct to heal the wolf.

‘Stop Natalya.’ I spoke, firm but gentle.

‘But let me-‘

‘Stop.’ I cut-in.

Natalya obeyed. She stopped her prodding and poking but she stayed curled to me on her knees and her face burrowing into my stomach. I smelt her distress, her vulnerability, her submissive streak. My instincts rose and my hand ran through her plum-coloured hair.

‘Why won’t you let me help you?’ Natalya whimpered, clearly in distress.

‘You cannot heal me.’ I softly spoke.

Natalya’s shoulders slightly rocked as I felt her tears dampen the shirt. My hands continued to run through her hair in attempt to soothe her submissive side. I understood her sadness. In her mind, she failed as an omega to help me but I couldn’t be healed by her.

My hands went to her shoulders in attempt to drag her up. She followed immediately, so tuned with her omega instincts. I framed her face with my hand and wiped her tears with my thumbs.

‘I know you want to heal me but you can’t. This is something you cannot heal.’
Natalya curled her hands around both of my wrists and her eyes pleaded me.

‘I know I can if you let me. Please.’

I shook my head but remained in eye contact. ‘I cannot give that to you. I can’t allow that.’

I leaned up on my tiptoes and kissed her lips briefly in a sisterly affection.

‘Enough Natalya. Send your wolf back.’ I commanded.

I knew the instant her wolf backed when her eyes turned to their normal green, her spine straighter and any sign of distress vanished. She let go of my wrists and stepped away from me.

‘I’m sorry I-‘ Natalya tried to start but I cut her off.

‘But your wolf took over. I know.’ I said.

She nodded sadly. ‘I can feel your pain and me and my wolf doesn’t like that at all.’ She looked at me, clearly showing sadness in her eyes as she continued. ‘I tried to back away, hoping you’ll come to me and let me heal you but you didn’t...I...when I felt your agony I couldn’t...I needed to help you.’

I cocked my head. My eyes bored down at her and from right this second, I had the urge to strip and bare her soul right in front of me. Open doors that she didn’t want opened. Help her release from the defences she used on herself. The hair-dye and the helplessness she felt when she couldn’t help anyone...it wasn’t right. It was hard to explain but I felt it with every inch of me and I knew she needed to let her darkness go in order to let go. Omegas were fragile, unpredictable.

My instincts as a dominant wolf kicked in. In order for me to help her and bare her soul, I needed her vulnerable and I trusted my instincts.
‘Come here.’ I spoke calmly. My mind was already resolved into helping her.
She took a step forward but I inhaled sharply in displeasure. Once more, I let my dominance seep out of me and my wolf reached hers.

‘Crawl to me with your neck bared.’ I guided her softly but firmly that it didn’t leave room for objections.

Natalya hesitated but I simply stared and waited. Waited for her to come to me. Consent it. Natalya slowly kneeled and bared her neck to me. Her eyes dropped in submission. I could see her body and feel her wolf reject it and force it through but I could also feel her need to submit. To surrender and lay her soul bare so it can be cleansed. The gremlins in her needed out and my wolf demanded it out.

‘Don’t make me tell you again.’ I said.

Natalya started to crawl towards me and her head nudged my knee when she got to me. A submissive gesture. Fear filled my nostrils as my nose flared at her scent. I let her scent and my instincts guide me to what she needed me to be. She could fear me and for what I’m about to do but I had a feeling that she feared releasing more. My wolf felt the need of her wolf in need to release it. Whatever her darkness is that is inside of her, it needed to be out.

I, the human, didn’t understand any of it but my wolf knew what to do so I let her close to me till my skin was tingling. I allowed myself to follow her lead.
My hand drifted to her bared neck and my fingers caressed her pulse. Then I let my fingers pass her shoulders and caressed her spine in a calm rhythmic motion. Instincts told me to calm her, to keep caressing her till she relaxed under my touch. So I waited and continued to caress her back.

Minutes passed and very slowly, I felt her muscles relax but instincts told me I needed to wait for something –even if I didn’t exactly knew what that was, I would know when the time came. My fingers whispered over her back, touching her; staying in connection with her. I made sure my scent was calm. Always calm. Scent and touch was comfort to a wolf.
Natalya gradually leaned into my touch and her head fell unconsciously on the floor –forehead resting on my feet. From my view, I could see Natalya kneeling before me, a pose a submissive would use. She moved her face to the side so her side was resting at my feet. Her eyes were closed, serene. By her scent, her fear increased.

Gently I pulled my feet away from her and back away slowly. Closing off all touch and in that instant, I felt her distress and when she went to move towards me I stopped her.

‘Stay where you are. Exactly how you are and wait for me. Do not move. Is that understood?’ I said.

I juiced my dominance even more, filling the room. Something told me I needed her to bathe in it for her.

‘You didn’t answer.’ I spoke again.

‘Yes.’ Natalya whispered brokenly. The cracks were beginning to show. I felt it.

She needs to feel restrained in order to let go, find something to do so little one, my Wolf whispered.

I understood instantly and I knew that in order for her to let go, I needed to wait her out. So I went to Alaric’s draws and started rummaging. My wolf needed Natalya restrained or the illusion she is restrained because Natalya needed to surrender and to do that she needed to know that I control it to give her the release of the blackness she needs. I demanded her complete trust that I will drive the darkness away. As confusing for me, the human, as it was –my Wolf understood and by her lead, I followed because I wanted to help Natalya.

I rummaged further and I found two ties. Both plain and both black. I slowly walked towards Natalya and I could really scent her fear but I also smelt anticipation. I stilled behind her and waited. I allowed her to feel my heat but know she cannot reach for it. I needed her to know I was there.

The silence was deafening but I stayed silent. I let her fear grew because when fear grows vulnerability starts to peak. To merely place a