Omegas are not pushovers, we’re just respectful and avoid hurting others. We don’t enjoy bossing people around. Instead, we ask. But an omega can lead just as easily as an alpha can, hence why most are the mates of alphas. Plus, this way, the pack has a claim on the omega, because the alpha’s mate is considered the member in need of the most protection. Because, and you won’t like this, a mated wolf dies if their mate does. Stop scowling, bunny, I don’t make the rules. Love you to the moon and back, Jaxy.
Scoffing, I stuck my tongue out at the picture and replaced it with a soft huff. How well Jax seemed to know me made my soul ache and feel so happy it could soar. My heart hurt again, but I also felt loved. I wish I could remember him. Closing the book, I decided to not try to solve the entire thing in one day. It would be here tomorrow. And, although I didn’t want to risk the people of this town, I suppose I’ll stay. I can’t leave with this puzzle to solve. Ah. So that’s why he did this. He knew I would want to go, that I would feel like all I’d do is bring trouble to this place. I wonder if he knew about my monster, or if he guessed I would become an orphan? A lump formed in my throat while I pondered if I was an orphan long before I believed.
Shaking my head, I placed the album on my dresser and walked into the bathroom to get ready for bed. A slight grin curled my lips, and I let the hot water run long enough to fog the mirror. A small part of me believed there would be a message on the mirror, and I sighed when that proved to be true.
‘Sixteen is close to eighteen, bunny, you do not win this round.’
A soft laugh bubbled in my throat, albeit it turned to a sob. Who was Jax to me? I will figure this out, I swear it. But, since he clearly brought me here, I was a little more at ease. I belonged. I was meant to be in this town, and I was supposed to stay. Why else go through all this trouble? Biting my lip, another thought occurred to me. Would they have looked for me if Jax didn’t let them kill him? How did he know they would? Could the witch he spoke of see the future too? I had so many questions, but I didn’t know if I’d ever get answers for them. Dammit Jax, who were you to me?
Ky raised his head excitedly when I left the bathroom, while Char and Riff looked at me expectantly. Both sat on my bed, waiting patiently to hear if I would let them sleep here another night. Chuckling, I nodded, and they relaxed with lazy grins. Ky hopped on the bed with a soft chuff, and I sighed. If this bed got any fuller, or if any other wolves joined the party, it might break. As it was, I suspect the frame was made with werewolves in mind, or else it would have already buckled under the weight of the massive wolf. Once the teenagers settled, someone brushed my bangs back, and I swallowed the lump in my throat, although I did not open my eyes. Goodnight, Jaxy, whoever you are.
Unforgiven
In the morning, I woke first and let Ky out with a sigh. I almost felt sorry for Kyler since his wolf sort of took over. But it was nice knowing he wouldn’t show up unexpectedly. Char gave me a knowing look when I turned my head his way, and I sighed. Once mostly dressed after my hot shower, I glanced at the mirror and chuckled.
‘Now that you know I’m here, I can annoy you whenever I want. Hah.’
Well, good morning to you too, Jaxy. A knock on the door had me moving to open it, albeit I glanced at the mirror a second too late, but it was wiped clean. Well, that’s sort of a relief? Now I have a secret with Char, Dakota, and Ky. Ky and Char are aware of the same one, while Ky and Dakota are aware of the other. Oh boy. I fear this might become complicated. Chuckling, Marcus walked in, and I sighed. Here comes my least favorite part of any injury. The pain was kind of meh but the bandage changes upset my equilibrium.
Once he finished, I pulled my shirt on, followed by a hoodie with a sigh. Char headed for the shower, kissing my forehead while he passed. Chuckling, I closed the door while he pulled his shirt over his head and rolled my eyes. Damn werewolves and their muscular bodies. Hey, I may have a “mate,” but I’m not dead. Besides, he doesn’t want me.
Upon reaching the kitchen, I discovered breakfast waiting for me and smiled sheepishly before devouring the two pastries with gusto. “Man, I love me a girl who ain’t afraid to eat,” Riff chortled. Laughing mockingly, I stuck my tongue out at him.
A moment later, my smile died only to be replaced by guilt. “Can I borrow your laptop?” I asked after a moment, biting my lip while waiting for his answer. Tilting his head to the side, Riff eyed me curiously, and I chuckled. “Um, Kyler and I are partnered for a project, and it’s only fair that I do my share of the work.” Shaking his head, Riff smiled tenderly, and I hunched
