Chapter 59: A Mistake
Raven
Two more weeks passed of me pretending like I wasn’t falling apart. I couldn’t pretend to be sick so soon, especially since it meant that Rex would demand that I immediately move into the alpha building.
Which was the last thing I needed if I was going to escape.
Gessia visited often, too demanding to know if I was taking the red potion like she had ordered, and I instantly nodded my head.
My gaze fixed on the ground as I responded, "Yes! I feel much stronger!" I told her, and she nodded before passing by me, heading straight toward the alpha building without looking anywhere else.
It was dinner time, and the sun had just set. I had stepped out to collect my food, and even then all I could feel was dread.
Gessia had made it clear that in a couple of days, she would go ahead with the procedure.
I had three green potions and one red one, and at that point, I knew I needed to run away. I could no longer hesitate. If I did, then I would never leave.
"Hey Raven! Are you good?" Loel snapped, a sigh on her lips.
I raised my gaze to see her staring right at me.
"You look a little lost!" she said, and it was all I could do to crack a smile.
Lost?
I was barely holding it together as I smiled at her, taking a few spoons from my bowl even though I barely registered the taste.
"I have to agree with Loel. You don’t look sick, and you’ve gotten a bit chubbier, but it’s obvious that something’s up," Xarna said.
I instantly shook my head as I responded, "Just worried about the rations! They’ve been getting smaller and smaller!" I said, changing the subject with no intention of discussing what was wrong with me.
Not surprised when they instantly picked up the topic and began to discuss it. More hunters headed out every day, and the storage for winter was untouched, but it was clear that the food, which had barely been enough, was now too small.
"I’m sure the alphas are doing their best," Xarna sighed as she raised her bowl, letting the dregs slide into her mouth, and even then it wasn’t enough.
"It happens. Moreover, we’ve been through worse," she added, her gaze fixed on the kitchen building as the smell of food still floated in the air, even though everyone’s plates were already empty.
"Do you still get extra food rations for Raphal?" Xarna asked, and Loel lightly nodded.
"Yes, but it’s mostly from the hunting and gathering team. The fruits are enough, but not the meat."
I listened to them for a while longer as I slowly ate my food, speaking less as my mind wandered to something I had been putting off.
It was a stupid plan, but one worth trying.
I finished my food in silence before heading to return my bowl.
I said goodbye to my two friends before heading off to find Fowna.
I was an omega, and every time I slept with Rex, there was a smell he gave off, but beyond that was the smell I thought I gave off.
If there was a way I could control a male werewolf, then it would be much easier to escape, and the only person I could think of was Fowna.
He was nice and kind without being forceful.
It didn’t take long to find him. He headed straight toward me, leaving his friends the moment he saw me.
Werewolves were monogamous unless bonded, and mating was natural.
His eyes lit up when he saw me, and I smiled, grabbing his hand as he led me to his abode.
He was a hunter, so his sleeping space was bigger and cozier. He closed the door behind us.
"I didn’t think you would come find me!" he said as he instantly began to take off his shirt, thinking I wanted to mate.
And to be honest, I did want to try it with him.
Unlike Rex, I wanted to know how it felt to choose someone without the choice being made for me.
But first was figuring out the smell.
"Can you smell me?" I asked.
He beamed, his brown eyes lighting up. He wasn’t as tall or as big as the alphas, but he was still much bigger than me, lean and muscled.
"Is that what you’re into?" he asked, leaning closer to sniff me as he pulled me onto the bed and into his lap.
"You smell amazing," he whispered, his lips brushing the crook of my neck as he pushed me onto the bed.
I let myself fall.
His hands were quick, undoing my dress to bare my chest as he lowered his lips.
"You taste amazing too," he sighed, leaning closer, enough for me to feel the bulge of him as his lips wrapped around my nipples.
It was strange.
I wasn’t scared, but at the same time, I quickly realized that I didn’t want him inside me.
I... I wasn’t even ready.
"I can’t wait to be inside you," he said, undoing the buttons of his pants as I lay there watching him.
He was excited, already aroused.
But I wasn’t.
He leaned in, clearly about to continue, when I pushed him off and scrambled off the bed, hurriedly fixing the upper part of my gown.
He stared at me, stunned, confusion clear on his face.
"You don’t want this?" he asked.
I sighed, staring at the ground, a habit I couldn’t get rid of.
Maybe it was because I was pregnant, but whatever it was, I didn’t want to be with him.
Worse was the realization that the scent I thought came from my body and drove Rex mad with desire didn’t exist.
It was all in my head.
There was no omega power, and I had been stupid to even think there was.
I turned to leave as I apologized.
"I’m sorry, Fowna. I’m just feeling a bit out of sorts," I said.
But when I met his gaze, I saw anger there, barely held back as he buttoned his pants.
"What? You’ve fallen for Alpha Rex after one night with him?" he asked, the anger buried in his tone.
My eyes widened in shock as he immediately shook his head.
"I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that... I’m just..." he started.
But I was already pushing the door open to leave.
Finding him was a mistake.
