To transform an omega

An imagined kiss

At the edge of the woods, a few metres to the pack house, he grimaced as if in distaste at the sight of the big log cabin that served as the packs main residence, sighing he set me down but not without slowly rubbing my arms over and over again to make sure I had warmed up and blood was in circulation

"We're here" his voice drawled like the sweetest, darkest warm chocolate and I shivered in pleasure

The alpha thinking I was shivering from the cold and not from the massive pleasure I got from the sound of his voice, swiftly begins another onslaught of rubbing my arms and chest to try to dispel the cold.

"T-th-thank you" I stammered, a little shy from his bold administrations

"You're welcome pup", he drawled, with a little wink. A blush slowly creeped up my cheek and his eyes shimmered with barely concealed mirth. At this rate I would have perpetual twin spots of red stamped on my cheek. I couldn't recall the last time I had blushed so much in such a short interval with an alpha or anyone else. It was a heady feeling and I wanted to bask in it.

His shiny obsidian eyes were twinkling so much I didn't want him to go. It seemed he didn't want anyone to see us together. I didn't mind that. I didn't even care, too warm from his attention. His gaze made me feel like a bird with unclipped wings. I wanted to fly, soar so high in the heavens and then watch as he brought me back down to earth. He would be the grounding angel I needed. I couldn't breath for the things I wanted.

"I'm li-lorie.." I stammer, feeling another hot blush on my cheeks

" Hi, li-lorie" he mocked gently and I pouted. His laugh was rich, and warm and so full, it sent tingles of pleasure down my spine. Like a warm caress in a sad day. I wanted to revel in it

Tentatively he reached out a hand, holding my breath, I watched as he gently strocked my bottom lip with the pad of his thumb, once, twice and then kissed it. My breath seized as my whole body swam with heat

Omg, what could this mean, I was so excited my skin was buzzing. I wanted to scream to the heavens of my victory. Even though my alpha had not kissed me directly, he had done so indirectly. It was a heady feeling, knowing we had shared this moment. Just the two of us. Together, on the eve of a storm day

" See you around Lorrie Morgan" his smile was all teeth, claiming and possessive. I was too breathless to talk, I watched speechless as he sauntered off in the direction of his quarters. Omg he knew my name. I was being ridiculous. Ofcourse he would know my name. The whole pack did. Lorrie Morgan, cursed omega, winters child of doom.

I felt my excitement dissipating at the thought, and quickly called out to him

"Winter solstice is my birthday..." I left the words 'will I see you again' unspoken, hanging in the air between us. It wouldn't do for an omega to be so bold and flirtatious. I didn't want him to get the wrong idea about me. Omegas were supposed to be meek and docile

" I am aware Lorrie Morgan..." His voice came with the howling of the wind, coiling around me, breathing deeply to steady myself, I turned and made my way back to the pack house

I recalled the open look of worry I had seen in Sammie's eyes, of how Lyra had told me,that Sammie had been preparing to go out into the blizzard to look for me. Of how, had I returned but a minute later, I would have missed her. The thought had warmed me that I had without thought given Sammie a hug. She had let me hug her for a second before shrugging me aside with a stern warning never to go anywhere in bad weather and had grudgingly accepted my gift of delicious mushrooms.

That night Sammie had made me a hot bowl of soup and sent me off to bed.

Looking at her now I wonder if she is the same person that had looked so worried some days ago.

Right now, her face is set in harsh lines of concentration, her tiny mouth pursed in displeasure as she knitted