"A secret is like a dove: when it leaves my hand it takes wing". ~ Arabian Proverb
I didn’t want to tell her what happened to me, of who I am and were I come from. What will she think of me? I had to admit to myself, I did care what she thought. It was important to me, for her to think the best of me. That’s going to change as soon as I tell her the truth.
“Lena, I don’t want to go down this road with you. You can’t know”
She stormed over to me, “Well I command you to tell me, I have the right to know, I am Alpha here”
I shook my head and smiled, always strong “Yeah, but you’re not my Alpha, you don’t have Alpha blood in you, I can smell Omega all over you.”
She was angry with me, very angry. “f**k, you Bane”
“Don’t take this as an insult, Lena, it’s just you won’t be able
