“Yeah, there’s a bag over on the couch. Not going to promise it isn’t soiled in some way.” Raven rolls her eyes while picking something off from behind her ear, making a face of utter disgust.
“You get washed up then I want to hear ALL about it.” I wink at her; unable to believe I’m willingly suggesting to she–wolf talk about our heats, or what we remember of them. I mean, me talking openly about it in general is a lot, but I want the normal experience. I want friendship and what comes with it. That includes the she–wolf bonding. We clearly need practice at it.
The dark thoughts try to flare, and I can feel the anxiety trying to rise from my gut, tightening my throat, but I push it away and feel a pulse of reassurance through the bond and turn around to see Thane sitting upright, watching me and smiling, knowing he is handling my emotions when
need the help. Cyrus, however, uses it to his advantage and I just shake my head.
“I bet you are pretty tired after your heat. Get washed up and take the guest room you stayed in. You guys can stay here until it gets figured out.” 1 explained to her as we walked upstairs.
“No, they can’t. Do I need to remind everyone how Cyrus feels about wearing clothes in the house?” Thane yells from downstairs as we continue
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“That Bitch “-Della in her grave…(probably)
- up.
“I’ll wear clothes here Thane. Pinky promise. Now get your fat ass off me.” I hear Cyrus grunt.
“You’re just as big as I am dumbass and if your junk comes out in front of your Luna again, I will cut it off.”
“Will your jealousy ever end?” Oh Cyrus. He just can’t quit.
I don’t hear Thane’s response to Cyrus, but it sounds like more fighting, so I head to the guest room to make sure it is ready for them. It is far enough down from our room and my nest that their scents shouldn’t bother me.
I’m having more omega instincts, and one is clearly evident.
No outside scents in or around my nest.
I think it would send me feral. Aramana growls in my head just thinking about it. Nobody in this house is a threat to us, but the nest is ours. Only Thane’s scent can be intertwined within the nest. I think Aramana would kill any other shifters trying to get in.
A scary thought.
Sometimes I feel like I’m not in control.
I’m emotionally…. different than my wolf. She is more aggressive, and I am not. However, we are bonding. I spend time in conversations with her. She has a theory about my shield and keeping the pup safe, but I haven’t told Thane yet. I brought it up, but I feel that he won’t be able to handle the thought of it.

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