The Omega Bond (Book Five in the Omega Game series)

Chapter 7

Fair

City of Leukos, The Dark Desert

Present day…

“Wake up...Fair, wake up,” I opened my eyes and blinked twice, letting my eyes get used to the soft light from the candlelight. Wait. That wasn’t right. Katala and Nira had turned off all the candles when they tucked me in for the night. I massaged my eyelids and opened my eyes again, this time focusing on the large Alpha staring at me. I screamed but Ang was faster, covering my mouth with a hand and hushing me.

“Stop it! Do you want Aros to burn my ass off? He is going to kill me if he knows I sneaked into your bedroom,” I bit his hand making him curse and release me. I used the opportunity to slip away from him and move to the back of the bed, far enough from Ang. His blue eyes looked hurt while my chest moved up and down, breathing too fast. I was scared, so scared of hurting him. Nervously I looked at the door and then back at him. I wasn’t sure it was safe for Ang to be this close to me. What if I hurt him again? My eyes saw his arm then and I froze, the memories of what I’ve done assaulting my mind.

The power. The light coming out of me. That pressing need to let it all go and remember what I needed to do...I could still feel it. The light erupting from my mouth, my eyes, my very core. The explosion, Ang getting hurt…Tears started rolling down my cheeks and Ang moved fast, coming to me and silently hugging me. I climbed his body and hugged him tightly, crying on his shoulder like a little girl. And for just a moment I was a little girl, seeking comfort and forgiveness out of the very person I’ve hurt. Ang patted my back all along, gently rocking me back and forth. I don’t know for how long we hugged like that, but I was finally able to breath easily when I was done crying. I stared at him, watching him dry my tears knowingly, patting his thumb over my cheeks as if he knew the exact contour of my cheekbones. Ang frowned, studying my reddened face with worry.

“You have been crying a lot,” he sighed and then flicked a finger against my forehead, making me wince back. I cursed him but Ang only shook his head at me, “That’s for not letting me see you all these days. Do you seriously believe you can hurt me? What happened was an accident. You didn’t need to push me away like that.”

“Ang, you are being stupid. What if I hurt you again? What if I lose control and end up…?” I choked on my own voice but Ang raised his eyebrows, staring at me with a penetrating stare as if he could read me better than I could read myself.

“What? Killing me?” Ang smirked, moving over the bed with that feline quality that Alphas had. He rested his back against the wall like me and in silence took my hand, “Fair, do you have any idea how many times I’ve been scared of hurting you? How many times I’ve been mad at myself for losing my temper around you? What happened was just an accident. But what I am when I transform is not an accident. What I become when I taste my bloodthirst...you know better than no one that I’ve done much worse than what you did. Don’t be so hard on yourself. You will learn to control your powers soon and this entire event will be in the past.”

“What if I can’t control my powers, Ang?” I whispered, voicing my deepest fears and Ang sighed at my side as if I’d just asked about the state of the weather.

“Then I would become a walking bandage for you.”

“That’s not funny,” I hissed at him, looking back at my friend with widened eyes. Ang laughed at my expression, taking my cheeks and gently pinching them with his thumbs and forefinger.

“You are amazing Fair, of course you will learn to control your powers,” said Ang and right then his words were exactly what I didn’t know I needed to hear. I felt a thousand times calmer than before because I knew that Ang believed I could do this. And knowing that someone so powerful like him saw me like a girl that could do what she needed to do, gave me more strength than whatever internal speech I could tell to myself. Feeling a lot better I rested my head on Ang’s shoulder and looked down, to his bandaged arm. It covered his fingers, his arm and shoulder. I’d never seen Ang showing a bandaged wound before. Gently I caressed the soft cotton of the wrap and seeked his eyes. His blue eyes were already staring at me.

“Will the wound leave a scar?” I asked him in a small voice. Maccana soldiers were very proud about not showing any scars on their skin. They trained in shendyts, small garments of clothes that left their entire bodies exposed, so they could prove they didn’t need any armor to save them from being scarred. No Wolfson had scars except for those left by their soul mates.

“I hope it does,” murmured Ang making me frown in confusion.

“Why? I will hate to see that scar in the future. It will always remind me what I did to you. How could you possibly want that?” Ang shrugged, looking out of the window to the dark night.

“If you go to the Yellow Islands I will have nothing else from you to hold on to,” he explained slowly, caressing my hand while he spoke. From my place at his side I could see his profile. Ang was so beautiful. It was really a shame such pretty hair had to be so short. And those long eyelashes...he would have been the prettiest girl. All those Betas in love with him would probably kill to be right where I was, holding his hand like I did. For me it was different. He was my best friend. A brother. One day the luckiest girl in the world would be actually holding him like I was and she would love him like he deserved. I only hoped I would be close to always help him and listen to his secrets like he listened to mine. Ang lowered his gaze and smiled at me, “Were you staring at me just now?”

“A little bit,” I admitted, opening my thumb and index to show how much I’d been looking at him and then I smiled, “I was just thinking about the future. I hope that even if I go to the Yellow Islands we can still be best friends. I know I will be far away and you will be busy with all the military training but…”

“Shh,” he hushed me, placing my head over his shoulder again and letting me rest there, “Don’t worry about the future. I will always be yours, Fair. You can go to the end of the world and that will never change what we are. I will wait for you and if you keep me waiting too long then I will go to you and bring you back.”

“Ang, promise me you will always be my best friend,” I asked him, holding his hand tightly.

“I will always be whatever you need me to be,” he whispered in my ear, before kissing my head and resting his head over mine. We fell asleep like that and for the first time in days I was able to sleep in peace.