Rosie above

Tonya POV

It's late, and yet I just can't sleep, and I can't run anymore. There is a chance I lose consciousness because of exhaustion. So I walk around the packhouse in my pajama; Silver is still trashing in my head, pushing, begging to go to them, take them, mark them.

She doesn't care that we know them for less than a couple hours; she doesn't care what they think; she wants them, I want them.

I finally understand why my father simply kidnapped my mother without a second thought. I know no matter what happens, I can't be separated from them; I just can't. I vowed to keep my distance today, yet in minutes, I'm next to the door to their bedroom, nodding to the warriors standing there. They probably don't know who they are guarding yet. After all, I gave an Alpha Command to guards in cells to keep quiet, but I'm sure my pack members are confused about why two rogues are in the guest room, not the cells.

I walk inside, and the omega one instantly stands up and bows his head in submission; I don't see the other one, but I hear the shower.

The little one in front of me is very tiny, but his pale skin is gorgeous; my eyes shift as Silver pushes me just to throw him on the bed and fuck him into oblivion. I gulp, concentrating on getting her calmer; I can't do anything stupid when he is so scared of me. His shaking and scent of distress make it obvious. I wonder what he's been through. Omegas are rarely rogues simply because they can't survive on their own for too long. But I'm also aware of how some packs live and how abusive high-ranking wolves can be, especially towards omegas.

"I'm not going to harm you," I say as gently as possible. "Can you tell me your name?"

"Charlie," he whispers, still trembling, still with his eyes stuck to the floor. 

 I approach him; he shakes harder but doesn't flinch when I touch his face but instantly leans into my touch. Of course, the bond is doing it, but I hope it's not only it. He glances in my direction, and I'm truly mesmerized by the beauty of his eyes.

"My name is Tonya. Nice to meet you, Charlie."

He gives me a tiny smile in response to mine, so I get a bit braver and step closer to him; he is shorter than me. His nose is directly on the level of my neck, and I get to sniff his hair. Absolutely divine, untainted, gentle. I feel intoxicated with his scent, body warmth, and presence.

I hear the sound of the opening door and turn my head towards the bathroom. He is standing there half-naked, with only a towel wrapped around his waist. I can clearly see his perfect abs; just like Charlie's, his eyes pierce through my soul, and Silver slightly growls. At this very moment, I want to be on top of him as much as she, my mouth waters.

He gulps but doesn't bow his head in submission. Of course, this one is a warrior and dominant; he will have trouble accepting the higher-ranking mate.

"My name is Tonya," I say.

"My name is Noah, and your Beta said you wouldn't come."

"That's my pack. I can do whatever I want."

"Of course," he whispers, heading toward the bed where his clothes lie. I see his bare back when he gets dressed; the skin on it is marked with cuts, whip cuts, for sure silver. He got very brutal treatment. 

As an Alpha, I use the punishment of whipping from time to time, but the purpose of it is to shame someone, not to scar them permanently, like in the case of my mate. One side of me wants to find the one who did this to him; the other is scared that he might have done something worthy of such a brutal punishment.

He puts clothes on and turns around to face both me and Charlie.

"Where are you from?" I ask, and Noah averts his eyes:

"We left our pack a couple of weeks ago, the Shadow pack attacked ours, and we lost. I wasn't a fan of a new Alpha. What are you going to do with us?"

I should decide to reject or accept them; it will be safer that way, yet I'm not ready. I'm not ready to bond with them for eternity, but I also know I can't let them go, not yet, not until at least we...

"I want us to try," I say, and Charlie looks at me surprised; well, so does Noah. "I want to give this mating a chance."

"So, will you take this away?" Noah asks, pointing to his collar. Silver is not happy seeing it on them, but I can't trust them blindly, not yet, not when we've known each other for a couple of hours.

"Not yet, but soon if you are ready to try too. I want you both to stay; we will try to get to know each other. I will let you go if we decide we can't do this. I'm your mate. I can promise not to hurt any of you ever."

"That's no guarantee. Mates are perfectly capable of hurting each other," he says in a dead tone, and Charlie visibly shrinks, backing a bit away from him and me.

"I know that. I have plenty of experience in that department," I say, standing up, I don't want to leave the room, but Silver is getting too agitated with their proximity. It's safer this way.

Goddess, now I finally understand how difficult it was for my father not to mate with my mother when he saw her. Walking down the hall, I only try to get a grip on myself. I'm not weak; I can maintain and must maintain the control, for my pack's sake, my mates' sake, my sake.

I suddenly stop when I reach the Beta's apartments and see a tiny white wolf curled there. That smell is unmistakable; that's my sister's wolf. I sigh as I get closer, and she raises her head to look at me.

"Let's go back to your room. It's not wise to stay here," I say, and she stands up and obediently follows me. Once again, her scent attacks my nostrils, making me feel visibly calmer. I suddenly remember that I didn't ask about her wolf's name. She follows me to my bedroom, where she shifts and puts my bathrobe on her; she actually looks sad.

"Why were you there? Kathy wants to keep her distance," I say, and she smiles sadly.

"Zoya feels my guilt, and I think she wants to make amends; she can be persistent, and I'm not good with denying her anything. I'm newly shifted, after all. I have to learn how to control her."

"I will ask Carson to take you for an everyday run. It's a perfect way to get in sync with your wolf. And Carson is genuinely happy that you are back."

She nods and sits next to me on my bed. Somehow, I get emotional. It feels like good old times when we spend evenings with our parents in this very room.

"If you feel awkward here, you can move to Howl Pack and live with cousin Jason and his mate; you would also be close to Danny and..." I start, but she interrupts me.

"You want me gone so soon? I want to stay here; please let me at least try to make it right with Kathy. And I think you will need a sister, especially in your situation."

I sigh, lying on my back and watching the ceiling.

"I've never wanted anything as strong as I want them. But Silver want also to dominate them, especially Noah. Charlie makes hers go protective, but Noah irks her, and I don't know why. But I, fuck, I know I won't let them leave. This is so strange that it scares me, they are total strangers, and yet I think I'm capable of doing anything if it means I will have them."

"And how do they feel? Do they want to leave?" she asks.

"I'm not sure. Charlie is scared of me. I fear he hasn't had the best experience with the Alphas and Noah... I'm not sure why, but he seemed surprised that I wanted to try."

She bites her lips and, for some time, looks at me hesitantly:

"I don't know if what I say is real, but I smelt them when I was in their room. And I have no idea how to put it, but I grasp their feelings from their scent. I don't know if I imagine things, but Zoya seems so sure about..."

"About what?" she has my undivided attention, omegas may be the weakest in wolf's packs, but some of them can have very interesting abilities.

"I felt mostly shame from both of them, but I don't know why."

Well, that's interesting. Their story about leaving the pack after the change of Alpha was rather logical. When a pack invades the other pack, those not eager to accept usually leave. When we got the fourth territory, my father gave that choice to their citizens, but most decided to stay.

 Actually, the previous higher-ups from the pack usually oppose the most or scheme most against the new Alpha, but we didn't have such a problem because there were no higher-ups to oppose on the fourth territory. Silver and I made sure of that. Alongside my immunity to silver, the takeover of the fourth territory is my biggest secret; what happened there is known only to the closest members of my pack and my family.

" I should take you to the Spirit Catcher as soon as possible; we need more answers about your wolf," I say, looking at my sister with concern. I may be the younger, but I've always felt protective over her; she was and still is fragile and insecure.

"Do you think you and Carson can keep company tomorrow to my mates? I will have to leave early to finish some business regarding the pack budget and start preparing all necessary arrangements for our Hunter guests, so James, Kathy, and I will be busy. Still, just in the morning, I want to spend the afternoon with them."

"Sure," Rosie nods, and I smile; I ask her to sleep in my room today. Zoya really makes Silver calm, and I don't want to be alone. Rosie is right; I need my sister.

In the morning, I run for two hours to make me and my wolf calmer, and again in the afternoon after all the busy things for today are done. Silver and I want to mate so much that it's caused almost physical pain. As I step on the edge of the forest line, I can observe the packhouse porch.

I see Kathy's children, Sonya and Hank, playing with their grandmother and, to my surprise Rosie and Charlie. Subconsciously I glance back and see there Kathy in her wolf form. She howls slightly and steps closer to lie beside me as we watch the packhouse.

My other mate Noah is sitting on the porch just watching them. Brianna, Kathy's wolf, whimpers a bit as she gently nuzzles my fur. After a while, we stand up and trot toward the packhouse. Rosie notices us, and for a moment, she seems unsure as the children run to their mother's wolf and start hugging.

"I think you should take Noah and Charlie for a run," says Celia, Kathy's mother. "And me, girls, and children will drink some tea."

I would smile if I weren't in my wolf form. Aunty Celia has always been so good with handling tense or awkward moments. I mindlink Tyler, who is standing nearby, and he removes collars from Noah and Charlie's necks as I sit back on my legs and wait. Noah takes his time to stretch forth before he removes his clothes and starts shifting. I see Tyler getting a bit tense; he is my guardian and Noah in his wolf form is... Oh, my Goddess, he is perfect. His wolf is a beautiful mix of brown and dark fur, smaller than me, but Silver is an enormous seize.

She growls a bit, and Noah's wolf whimpers slightly as he comes closer and starts nuzzling her; she and I are pleased because of this sensation.

"I can't shift," Charlie whispers, standing timidly close to us.

I see no problem in it, nor does Silver. She comes to him, touches his leg with her nose, and lowers herself so he can sit on us. He bites his lips but nods that he understands what I want him to do. My senses are wild the moment he climbs on us, Noah's wolf starts howling in joy, and we start our run.

As we enter the forest and move fast upfront, I enjoy every second of it. The sun dancing between leaves, the wet grass and moss under my paws, and Noah's wolf trying to tease us by jumping a bit on me and Charlie. The way my omega mate arms are wrapped around my neck.

Pure and perfect bliss on the warm spring day, the woods are full of scent and blossoming plants.

As we stop at the clearing with the lake and let Charlie leave my back. Noah's wolf starts nuzzling him, wagging his tail, and Charlie smiles, I think, for the first time since we met.

I relish all control over Silver and let her do her job with our mates. She walks into the lake and starts running around, splashing the water, it takes no time, and Noah's wolf is with her, playing and jumping like a small pup. Charlie watches us for some time biting his lips before finally making his choice and removing his clothes. To my disappointment, he stays in his underwear, but when he joins us in the water, Silver is more than pleased.

The three of us play in the water, but still, my heart hurts a bit. My smaller mate was abused; I can see all his slowly fading scars and count his ribs. He was starved and beaten, and what else was done to him that he can't shift anymore?

The sunset welcomes all three of us, cuddling in the grass. Charlie is snuggled into my fur with Noah's wolf nose buried in my neck. Calmness, gentle and perfect, I think I've fallen in love.