His Shy Omega

Chapter 15

- Axel's POV that same morning-

    Something didn't feel right. I couldn't quite put my finger on it but it almost felt like someone was trying to take over my mind. Crazy I know, but it almost felt like a mind link but, no one was on the other side of this....thought? I don't know. All I know is I woke up and had the worst bout of anger, and it didn't feel like my anger.  I can't explain it but it was definitely different from when I was initially sent away from home. The even scarier part is it wasn't just me.  Freight was experiencing it too. 

    I pushed back the covers rather aggressively and swung my legs over the edge of the bed and tried to pinpoint what had happened over the past few days. Just two days, no three days ago, I had received the invitation for my sweet Rosertina's induction ceremony. The next day I made my way home and finally got back yesterday. Coming home was the happiest I'd felt in a long time, but last night had ended strangely. I had greeted the pack after helping incapacitate the rogue that went after Ritae/Rosertina.  Ritae had disappeared yesterday, I'm assuming to go back to Rosertina's room for the rest of the night. After finishing greeting everyone I could, my father, Chance, Victoria, Trevor, the third in command, and I went down to the dungeons and had interrogated the rogue.  It hadn't been very exciting since he had only said his name, which was....?? Huh that funny I don't remember his name. Anyway as soon as he had told us that little bit of information Linx had immediately started acting strange. He then ordered us all to leave the dungeons and he himself stayed down there to do a one on one session with our cocky prisoner.  I talked with Chance after that before breaking off and going up to my room to unpack the boxes that had arrived later yesterday evening.  I put everything in their rightful place before going down to the living room.  

    The house that my mother had prepared, with a few of the pack women, was amazing. The kitchen had mahogany cabinets with dark marble countertops.  The stove, oven, and microwave oven, which was a built-in, were all stainless steel. The stove top was a gas stove which was my personal preference. It just seemed to cook better than an electric. The kitchen was large enough to fit 10 people and still have plenty of room to move around without hitting anyone. The kitchen had two entry ways. One leading to the hallway and the other going down into the living room.  The living room was almost like a mini stadium with three depths going down to the center of the room.  On the wall was one of the biggest flat screen tvs that I had ever seen.  It had to be at least 80" if not more than that. 

    But I hadn't really looked too hard at all of the different commodities that they had incorporated into the home when I had started to feel anger rise up.  It had happened so gradually that when Chance had mind linked me to see if I wanted to have drinks with him and Trevor, one we equally didn't particularly care for, I had snapped at him. I don't even remember what I had said but it shocked both Chance and I. I had immediately apologized and chalked it up as jet lag. 

    I met them over at the main pack house where a few of the elders of the pack were talking about the day.  Mothers were taking their pups up to their rooms after kissing their mates good night. Chance and Trevor were with a group of young wolves waiting for me to arrive with red solo cups out and the midnight party in full swing. People gradually left as the night wore on but Chance, Trevor, and I had stayed up until I'd have to say at least 3 or 4 in the morning.  It was after a few rounds of drinks that I really started to feel weird. 

    Not drunk weird but some sort of woozy anger.  I tried the technique that I had learned while at my uncle's pack and it had definitely helped last night.  But now with the slight hangover and pounding headache from the alcohol, it didn't help in the slightest. As I tried to calm down I felt Freight stir.  I could tell he was a bit drowsy and then all of a sudden he snapped at the barrier of my mind.  

    He has done that on countless occasions before but this time it hurt.

    "Woah geez relax Freight. I just woke up."

    "Yeah well happy f*****g morning to you."

    "You okay there Freight? You're kinda pissing me off. It's 7 in the morning and I know that you are barely awake yourself."   

    Freight got quiet and I could feel him whimpering. Something definitely wasn't right. I was very concerned. Freight has always been the level head of the both of us and if he was losing it then we were both in trouble.  He was always a chipper morning wolf, not this snapping, snarling behemoth. 

    He finally answered me with barely a whisper, "Something's wrong with me.  I can't explain it.  I feel like I am losing control over my thoughts."    

    I was worried now.  I tried to think of anything that would have set him off but nothing was coming to mind. 

    "Do you want to talk about it?"

    "No." he yelled. I could tell he regretted yelling and I was at a complete loss. The one person that I felt that I could talk to about this was Linx but I didn't want to go to him when I felt so out of control.  I did my morning routine of going to the restroom, getting dressed, and stretching out before walking over to the main pack house. Upon entering I went looking in all of the downstairs rooms to see if he was up. It was still pretty early so I figured it would definitely help to work through my anger with him before dealing with anyone else.  

    Tilting my head back slightly I scented the air and caught a whiff of father's and mother's scent in the air.  Figuring it wouldn't hurt to talk to both of them so I followed the smell and got to the door of Linx's office. I always did find it quite annoying that my dad wanted his office to be soundproofed, otherwise I wouldn't have walked in on my mother, my sweet yet fierce mother, buck naked, attached to the alpha's desk by handcuffs, on her stomach, with a gag in her mouth, while my father smacked her ass with a riding crop. 

    It shocked me that they partook in such activities together, but what made it even more embarrassing was dad calling me into the room while he continued to spank his luna. I looked away from the scene as best i could. Walking quickly I grabbed a chair from in front of the desk away from their immediate proximity and sat. 

    "What can I help you with son?"

    Smack. My mother moaned. I cleared my throat before answering.

    "I came in to ask for your advice on something."

    Smack. Smack.

    "Sure what do you need advice on."

    At this point he delivered at least ten hard blows to Trista's backside and she wailed as she, I'm assuming, came.  As her breathing settled Linx bent over Trista's prone form. Her breathing began to settle as her whispered in her ear, "Are you going to do that again?"

    She shook her head wearily. Linx whispered sweet nothings into her ear until her body fully relaxed on top of his desk. I couldn't have been any more uncomfortable then I was right then. I am sure I resembled a tomato I was so embarrassed. I heard some gangling, the handcuffs I think, being unlocked and the rustling of clothes. I chanced a look up and saw that my mother was fully clothed now and was resting her arms around Linx's neck. Thank goddess.  That was a sight that I never wanted to experience again.

    "Mm that was wonderful." she purred.

    "Hm. Do I need to put you in our bedroom, attached to the headboard and foot board with a vibrator attached to your c**t? Since it seems that I didn't quite get my point across."

    Trista paled and shook her head vigorously.    

    Linx smiled before kissing her nose and smacking her butt, guiding her towards the door. Once the door was closed Linx made his way over to the second chair that was in front of the desk and pulled it towards me. 

    "Sorry about that."

    I scoffed. "Yeah sure you are. If you were truly sorry you wouldn't of had me come in and wait for you to finish spanking my mother as I listened.  If anything you both would have tried to cover up as quickly as possible."

    Linx laughed but wasn't at all sorry. I could tell. "True. True."

    I chuckled and then immediately felt a bout of anger swell. Not just from me but also from Freight as well. As I calmed myself down Linx studied me with his alpha gaze for a few minutes.  A concerned expression covered his face. 

    Once I finished the breathing exercise I turned to him and waited for him to say something. 

    "Are you alright son?" his tone brooked no argument and certainly no lying. 

    I took a minute to answer. It didn't sit well to discuss my issue but i knew that it was the right thing to do. 

    "I don't know dad." I quietly responded.

    "Tell me what's going on."

    "Well, on my way home I was overjoyed to come home.  I saw Chance, Ritae, and Victoria pretty quickly because of the rogue but i was happy to see them. I was relieved to finally be home. It felt so god but once the day ended and the group that was downstairs was finished with the welcome home party that was thrown for me, Chance, Trevor and I had a few drinks. We were catching up on all the stuff that I had missed and all of a sudden, boom, I got angry. I didn't have any reason to be. No one pissed me off, no event happened to make me upset, it just happened. And when i got angry I felt like it almost wasn't my anger if you can believe that."

    My father seemed to digest this information before continuing. "What did Freight tell you to do?"    

    I took a second to answer since I didn't want to be sent away again but knew that I had to tell him. I opened a link with Freight. 

    Is it okay if I tell him. I don't want to go against your wishes but I know that he needs to know.

    I don't care if I'm humiliated. I want to know what is happening to me and if he can help then I want to get help fr........... 

    Freight suddenly cut off but I knew what he meant. It scared me a bit that he didn't finish his thought, almost as if he just....disappeared, but i cut the link with Freight anyway before answering my father. "It isn't just me that is affected. Freight also has had sudden bouts of anger."    

    Linx's eyes widened. "Freight is also having episodes!?!?"    

    "Yes. And we don't know what to do. We need your help. Please don't send us away.  We are both scared and don't know what to do or what is going on." I gulped down my pride and waited for my father to respond. 

    Father looked at me with compassion and understanding. "There is no way that I would send you away son. As to the episodes that you are experiencing I don't know what is going on but i will need to do some research on what could possibly be causing it." He stopped before gazing off in to the distance in thought before focusing on me again. "Did Freight bite the rogue by any chance? And draw blood?"

    I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "Yeah what does that have to do with anything?"

    Linx immediately stood up and paced before going to the window and looking out on the pack. He didn't answer for a little bit but he turned around and had a confused look on his face. 

    "What indeed." he replied with a whisper. He looked up at me and spoke with a stoic expression. "I will need to look into this but it is crucial that you stay away from others.  I don't know what could possibly be causing you to have a connection but...no it can't be" he scrubbed his hands up and down over his face before addressing me. "Just be sure to inform me immediately if you start to feel out of control."

    His tone told me that our conversation was over and I was confused as to why.  Freight and I didn't have any answers and didn't know what Linx was worried about.      

    "I'll leave you to it then."

    I got up and exited the room. Closing the door quietly I made my way down the stairs and to the kitchen. Mercifully I didn't run into anyone. I didn't want to have to deal with pleasantries.  I went over to the cabinet with the coffee cups and grabbed one before pouring myself a cup of fresh coffee. A bout of anger washed over me and this time scared me more than anything.  As I tried to contact my father through a mind link, I found that not only could I not reach Linx but when I tried to connect with Freight he didn't respond. At all.

    As I started freaking out a little bit when Trevor and one of the young pack girls, one you could consider a tramp entered the kitchen. I shall name her Bimbo since I don't remember what her actual name is She was laughing at something that Trevor said and must have seen me struggling to control my anger.  She sauntered over and grabbed my shoulder with her claw like hand. It felt slimy against my skin and I hated the feeling.  i couldn't push her off though. I tried but for whatever reason my arm would listen to my brain. I tried moving away from the girl but my body wouldn't move. As I was turned towards her the most beautiful smell wafted up my nose. Rosertina was close and I was in the worst position to explain myself.  

    What happened next I can not figure out how but my body moved towards the girl whom I found revoltingly sweet. My arms grabbed her waist and just when Rosertina came into the kitchen my lips were in a full on french kiss with Bimbo. As soon as she saw us Rosertina gasped turned and ran from the house. Her tears would forever leave a mark on my soul.  My beautiful mate, my precious, innocent and beautiful mate saw me in the worst possible position. 

    I tried to move my arms and found they listened to me. I pushed Bimbo away from me and tried going after Rosertina, and turned the corner to find a very angry Victoria blocking my path and Chance came into the house his eyes blazing with fury. 

    Good Goddess what have I done.

Author Note: Hello beautiful readers!!! Thank you so much for the support and love that you give my story. Are you confused right now? Don't worry everything will fall into place soon and answers will be given. XOXOXO Thank you again.