The Omega and his Luna mate

Chapter 22: Date

I decided I was going to only focus on Reika, I was done flirting or being distracted by pretty girls, honestly, all I wanted was Reika and I didn’t know how I’d feel or what I’d do if she didn’t want me back. That’s why I said nothing and acted like my usual happy self.

Unfortunately, thinking about Reika seemed impossible not to do.

The next morning, I ran down the stairs.

The smell of pancakes greeted me.

Tommy and Andrea were already sitting at the table eating breakfast.

But there was one person missing.

“Where’s Reika?” I asked Andrea.

She gave me daggers with her eyes.

“What?” I frowned.

“Don’t you what me, Adam. She was crying all night last night because of you.” She slammed her onto her plate.

“Because of me? What the f***k did I do?” I asked.

Tommy threw a pancake at my head.

It bounced off my forehead and landed on the table.

He shook his head. “You’re such an i.diot, she likes you and you were doing stuff with that vampire chick.”

I was still frowning and asked, “Reika likes me?”

“YES!” They shouted together.

I stared at them.

My brain struggled to process the information.

Andrea pointed her fork at me. “Why do you think she was always running off or leaving the room whenever you and Kaitlyn were kissing or cuddled up.”

It was all slowly sinking in and I rose my eyebrows and jumped up. “f***k!”

I ran up to her room, knocked and just walked in.

She was sitting up and pulling on some socks.

“Adam! Don’t just walk in,” she snapped but wouldn’t look at me. I could see she’d been crying.

“I’m sorry, I wanted to see how you are.”

“I’m fine.”

“No, you’re not. What’s wrong.”

Her jaw tightened.

“Nothing.”

I looked at the mirror that was now smashed. The pieces glittered across her dresser and the floor, streaks of blood on them.

She followed my gaze.

“I hate seeing my reflection,” she sighed.

I walked over and sat beside her.

“Why didn’t you heal?”

For several moments she didn’t answer.

Finally she whispered, “he wouldn’t let me. He kept me awake for twenty four hours and didn’t let me shift.”

Understanding immediately hit me.

Zack had done that to me, that’s why I was scarred on my chest. Sleep and shifting helped us heal fast, without those we couldn’t heal properly, we healed somewhat fast still but we were left with the scars and the damage.

My hand unconsciously moved to the scars across my chest.

I understood exactly what she’d gone through.

My gaze drifted back to her face.

He hadn’t torn her eye out like I thought, it couldn’t fully open and he’d blinded her and now her eye was white and cloudy.

That same whole side of her face was covered in burn scars and claw scars that ran down to her neck.

She saw me looking and broke down into tears.

“Do you know why I wanted the bite?” She asked.

I shook my head.

She laughed bitterly. “I wanted it because I thought it would help me better protect my pack and keep them safe from the violent males.”

She swallowed hard.

“But I was also hoping it would make me prettier, now I’m disgusting.”

“No you’re f.ucking not, you’re beautiful Reika, you could be scarred from head to toe and I’d still think you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

“Stop being polite,” she laughed.

“I’m not, I’m really not.”

“I think Clarice is more your type, a pretty and beautiful blonde bombshell.”

“No, I mean yeah she’s beautiful but I sent her home after you saw us.”

“Why?”

I shrugged and asked, “why did you run away?”

“I didn’t want to watch, obviously.”

I nodded and then she blurted, “I really like you, Adam.”

“Huh?” Was my amazing response.

She grew shy—I noticed she was always more bashful and softer when it came to this stuff— but she was still determined and said, “I really like you, a lot. I want you to be my mate.”

“Oh, wow, uh, I mean—”

She cut me off and rushed, “I’m sorry, I just had to get it off my chest, you don’t have to be with me or anything.”

“Reika, I’ve wanted you for ages.”

“But now? My face is—”

“Beautiful, you are beautiful and I want you.”

I reached out and gently tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.

Tears filled her eyes again.

“I want you, Reika.”

She stared at me.

Like she couldn’t quite believe what she was hearing.

Finally she smiled.

A small smile, but real.

“There is one condition to being with me though,” she said.

“Ok, what is it?”

“I want a baby, I want someone who will take over this pack for me when my time is up.”

“I can definitely managed that.”

I grew more quiet. “When I lost Amy, she told me to go find someone. Have the pups that me and her were supposed to have together.”

“Oh, I’m sorry Adam.” She touched my hand.

I smiled at her and asked, “if you don’t mind me asking, why did you and your mate not be, uh, intimate with one another?”

She smiled sadly. “Well we were only together for six months before he was taken from me.”

Her gaze dropped to her lap.

“I’m quite old fashioned, I wanted to do the whole get married thing first, but since I losing him I regret that so much, it taught me that every moment counts and I wont make that same mistake again, I won’t waste time waiting.”

“So you want to jump me right now?” I teased.

She laughed, a real laugh for the first time in a while.

“I’d like to at the very least date you first and see how we get on in a more romantic way.”

“Of course, my lady.” I bowed and she shoved me playfully.

“Don’t mock me,” she laughed.

“I’m not, I will be whatever you need me to be.” I said.

She smiled. “Can you hold me?”

“Of course.” I pulled her into my arms and held her tight.

When we pulled apart I knew by the way she kept looking at my lips that she wanted to kiss me but was too shy to make the first move.

She kept looking at my lips, then quickly away again.

Cute.

Very cute.

I leaned down and gently pressed my lips to hers just a light kiss and then suddenly something exploded inside me, I knew she was my true mate, everything about her smelt incredible, tasted incredible, every touch sent waves of pleasure through my body.

She looked at me wide eyed and whispered, “you’re my true mate.”

I grinned, “lucky you.”

I said it jokingly and she softly put her hand to my cheek. “Hey, don’t joke about it, I am lucky, you are perfect and exactly what I need in a mate.”

I smiled and she kissed my neck softly.

“Right. We’re supposed to mark one another now,” I said.

She was all flustered when she said, “we do that while we are mating.”

“Oh yeah, sorry, no rush,” I laughed.

Suddenly she giggled and I asked, “what?”

She wouldn’t look at me when she mumbled, “I’ve had the biggest crush on you for ages, it feels like a dream, I can’t believe I can kiss you and have you kiss me, I’ve been dying for it to happen.”

“Darling, you could have kissed me the moment we met and I would have been very happy.”

She laughed like I was joking but I said, “seriously, I’ve always thought you are incredibly beautiful.” I stroked a piece of her hair away from her face and she smiled shyly.

“You’re so f.ucking cute when you go all shy on me,” I smiled.

That made her blush harder and I laughed.

“Don’t tell anyone,” she said.”

“I won’t, you can be vulnerable with me whenever you like.”

She smiled and cuddled in against me. “You’re all mine now,” she murmured.

“Always darling.”

I meant it too, I noticed over the days since I’d found out she was my true mate that I had zero interest in anyone else.

Clarice came over to check up on Rieka and even then I felt nothing for her, her looks did nothing for me anymore. Reika was all I cared about and wanted.

I took her out on dates like she wanted. I learned that she hated spicy foods, and seafood, she could play the piano and she loved to read crime books and watch crime documentaries. She was a strong and fierce Luna but she was also so kind and sweet and when it was just me and her she let her vulnerable side show, I loved that she trusted me to see that side of her.

“Are you ready?” I called up to her.

We were going on a real date this time, so far it had been simple things like going for a coffee, or running and playing together in wolf form. Today I was taking her out for dinner in the city.

She came down the stairs looking self-conscious but she was absolutely breath taking. She was wearing makeup that I think Andrea had helped her with.

She had light eyeshadow that shimmered and her eyes had that cat eyeliner thing girls wore, it made her already almond shaped eyes sharper. She wore a bold red lipstick, almost blood red it was so dark.

She was wearing a tight fitting red dress that showed of her cleavage and made them look bigger, her hair was done in this complicated looking bun, she still had her braids running through like she always did and it was done up in a high bun with soft pieces of her curls falling around her face, she’d added some little diamonds and white beads to her hair too.

At six foot one, slim and lean she looked stunning and as she came down the stairs I saw her a.ss looked perfect in the dress too.

“f***k me,” I breathed.

“What? I overdressed didn’t I?” She turned to go change but I grabbed her wrist. “No, you look so f.ucking beautiful and perfect, I think I just came in my pants.”

Laughing she shoved me playfully. “Don’t be silly.”

“I’m deadly serious darling.”

She grew bashful but when some of the other pack members entered the room she quickly hid it and put on her fierce look.

Andrea had done a really good job with the makeup on her scarred side. Even though Rieka was blind in the left eye she refused to hide it by wearing eye patches or any sort of covering, I loved her strength because even though she refused to hide it I knew it still affected her a lot.

I think I had helped a little bit, I told her every day she was beautiful and over time I think she was slowly starting to believe me or at least believe I believed she was beautiful.

I remembered what she had said about not liking spicy food or sea food so I avoided those places and figured the safest option for a female werewolf was the steak house restaurant. We loved our meat, we had to eat both cooked and raw meat, so we often hunted for food in wolf form too to keep the wolf satisfied.

This was a country for supernaturals so most restaurants accommodated to all our needs. When we were sat down inside we ordered a steak sharing platter.

I chose to have a coke.

Reika asked for a glass of blood.

For a second I stared at it.

I’d almost forgotten that because she was half vampire now it meant she needed a blood diet too, not as much as the normal vampire but still some sort of blood.

“Do you mind?” She asked quietly.

“Huh?” I looked up at her.

“You keep staring at the glass, does it bother you I need to drink blood? I know werewolves hate us hybrids and think we are tainted.”

“No, I’m not thinking that at all, I just forgot and it’s sort of fascinating. Sorry, I didn’t mean to stare or make you feel uncomfortable.”

I could see she thought I was just being polite so I grabbed the glass and took a sip.

“Adam! What are you doing?” She laughed.

“Just proving I don’t give a s.hit, you can drink all the blood you like, you can feed from me if you like,” I grinned.

She grew really flustered and I knew her cheeks were burning when I said that, vampires feeding directly from you was usually very intimate and s****l.

I think she was glad when the food finally came but probably not so impressed when I dropped my cutlery, bent down to pick it up and smacked my head against the table so hard it made a thunderous bang making the room of diners look over at us.

“f***k!” I held my head wincing.

Holding my other hand up to the people staring I winced, “sorry!”

“You are so embarrassing,” she laughed.

“Yeah, sorry babe, you’ll have to get used to that if you want to be with me, I’m a f.ucking i.diot.”

The rest of the meal went great until I needed the restroom. I got up and walked towards it and tripped over some woman’s bag she left on floor beside her.

Luckily I slammed my hand on her table saving myself from crashing to the floor, but slamming the table meant her plate went flying to the floor instead.

“Oh f***k,” I whispered slowly.

Even more slowly I lifted my eyes and met her rageful gaze.

Luckily for me she blushed when I looked at her directly, my omega looks really were a life saver, for a second I think she genuinely wanted to kill me and eat me.

“Sorry darling,” I grinned and quickly picked up her plate and food.

She was on a date with a werewolf and he was glaring at me. I think she was a werelion.

“Sorry guys, don’t worry just reorder and I’ll pay for it ok and add some wine or something if you want.”

That cheered her up and he relaxed too but still gave me a dirty look, I knew that was nothing to do with the food but everything to do with me being an omega. I quickly rushed off to the restroom.

The universe clearly wasn’t finished with me yet.

I was p.issing in peace until the dude beside me looked over and kept staring at my d.ick.

“Uh, are you ok?” I asked him.

He shook himself out of his staring and looked up at me. “Yeah, sorry, I just didn’t believe my girlfriend about how big you werewolves are.”

“Yep, that’s us, all big Johnny boys.”

He was a weretiger and I could tell he felt inadequate about his own size. The omega in me wanted to make him feel better.

“Your girlfriend been with a werewolf?” I asked.

He nodded.”

“Usually females that aren’t werewolves don’t typically enjoy it.”

“She loved it.”

“Oh. Well I find it isn’t really the size that matters but how you use it. My old pack made me please the females as I was the lowest ranking being an omega, most of them came to me and admitted how they didn’t enjoy s**x with their mates. Trust me, it’s all about skill.”

“And how do you learn to get so skilled?”

“Honestly, I watched a lot of p.orn and just asked the girl what she enjoyed.”

“You asked her?” He asked surprised.

“Yeah, it doesn’t have to be all weird and awkward, just ask her what she enjoys and give it to her.”

“What if she likes it really big.”

This was a weird as f***k conversation but he seemed to be really insecure about it so I kept talking with him.

“No point being big if he can’t make her come, just practice making her come through s**x and she won’t care about your size, or if she’s really hellbent on size, which I doubt, then you can spice it up and use big d.ildos right?”

He nodded like he hadn’t thought of that and then asked, “how do you make her come through s**x?”

I zipped myself back up and turned to face him. “Uh, well, again you need to ask what she likes, I’m guessing if she likes big like you say then she’ll enjoy you being as deep inside her as you can, but make sure you’re not leaving out her g-spot or c.lit, make sure your pelvis is rubbing against hers still and the g-spot is only about four inches inside of her.”

“Thanks, sorry I probably sound like a f.ucking weirdo asking you such personal things, I am a little tipsy but thanks a lot.”

“Sure, good luck man.” I patted his shoulder and left.

Honestly it wasn’t that weird to me, being a w.hore for so long I’d learned to get used to talking about s**x all the time, finding out what pleased the women, being told to go please the women and so on.

Zack had one of the biggest packs in this country with fifty pack members and the most females, some wolves literally traveled to join his pack just for the females. Thirty five of the pack members were male and the remaining fifteen were female. Most packs were lucky if they had three females.

I joined Reika back at the table and kissed the back of her hand. “Sorry I took so long.”

“What were you doing?” She asked.

“Giving some guy a s**x talk.”

“What?” She laughed.

“It’s a long story.”

“Tell me,” she said.

So I told her and she was laughing the rest of that night.

Honestly, seeing her smile like that was worth every second of humiliation.

For so long, she’d carried the weight of an entire pack on her shoulders.

She’d survived loss, responsibility, betrayal, and that would have broken most people.

If I could be the reason she laughed again, then making a complete fool of myself was a price I was more than happy to pay.

As I watched her smiling across the table, I realised something.

This wasn’t just a date anymore.

It wasn’t even about finding my mate.

It was about her.

Making her happy.

Being there when she needed someone.

For the first time in my life I had a purpose that felt right, that felt enough.