Am I Flirting?
What the hell am I doing?nting? Am I flisting? That isn’t me. I am not a fin.
“Why do you keen glancing at your phone Thane?”
*1 am just checking on Ayla, making sure she is getting settled Dyjuk ”
“Oh, how is our little wolf?”
She is not our little woll. Not our anything. And don’t call her that,”
“Right. Not our amthing. Seems like your nothing has you preoccupied.”
“I just want to make sure she isn’t freaking out in a panic and feels comfortable. Now can we drop it please?“.
“Sure, thing your excellence.”
“Oh, shut the hell up.” I say and throw my stapler at him. He has a point.I am preoccupied. It is difficult to concentrate when you are just told by a gorgeous omega that she is naked and probably dripping with water. That thought has Ronan pushing against my mental barrier,
“How is the prisoner today?” I ask my beta.
“Oh, he’s finding his forced hunger strike uncomfortable. I had one of the healers patch him up a little before we work him over again. Whoever he hat wwen allegiance to must be powerful for him to go this long without talking. I mean, I cut some piggies off, and he didn’t even squeal.”
“Well, keep pressing
- ng. I think I will pay a visit to him later, I want to ask Ayla some questions first and see if she has any idea why they kept her so long. then see what that shit stain has to say about it.”
“I also need to go see Eric; he said he has a few ideas of what we can do to help Ayla reconnect with her woll.”
“When that fine as shit omega gets her wolf back, we may have a problem on our hands Thane. There are very few omegas in the pack. If she doesn’t find her mate, we may have a competition on our hands, or worse” just the thought has Renan snarling in my head. Before I know it, my eyes are flashing gold. and a small growl starts to form in my chest.
“If any shifter endangers her in any way, I will rip their damn heads off. She has been through enough.”
“Calm down captain. Oh, maybe if her mate isn’t in the pack, I can service that honey at the heat clinic,”
“Shart your damn mouth before I rip your freaking head off Cyrus,” I snarl and he just laugh while getting up.
“You better have a conversation with Ronam about your little wolf, he seems
ems quite agitated by the idea of me knotting that tight little…
“Get the hell out Cyrus.” And with that he laugh again leaving.
The day drags on Meetings on building projects within our pack town. Map meetings on potential raid spots. Calls made to informants. The list goes on. I travel down to the clinic to meet with Eric. He seems to think more pack involvement and having Ayla around our wolves will help her reconnect with hers. I may agree, but I’m not sure how long it will take her to acclimate here with her trauma. It could be days, weeks, months before she is comfortable enough
tu mert others:
I must hope that by me being a calming presence and consistent with meeting her needs, that she will trust me enough to meet others. I am not sure where to start by asking her questions. I have a millios of them, all of them hold the potential to cause her a panic attack, which I don’t want to do. All of them hold the potential to provide me with answers/which I desperately need. All these years not knowing which shafters are responsible for my own trauma constantly weighs on me.
I find myself lingering outside of Ayla’s door, pondering this very predicament. I just need to ask the questions and hope that I am enough to keep her grounded. Maybe if she meets some other rescued shiften, she can see how well they are doing and start her own healing journey with their help. I knock on the door a few times, hopefully not waking her up if she is still eating.
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Am I Flirting?
“Ayla, it is Thane, Can I come in them the lack sles ly diernener and I take in those beautifal test shifter. She looks breathtaking, in her simple jeans snil a tee. The clothes are a little fonte në het. her shoulder. A lon hum starts in my chest as Homen flashes me intues of wrapping that long interial battle became she quickly lowers het head to the ground blushing. That damn bhab
“Do you feel rested little well? She nods her head “yes” and gestures for me to rider her room, www needed. Let me know if you need something.” She walks away into her bedroom and reenters with her note pa turning it to me.
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“Haircut. What, don’t you want your hair dragging behind you Hapemzel?” She samles and tubes her head “no”
“Well, we can g get you a haircut, but please don’t cut it all off. It is too beautiful ” She blushes again and writes “ok” on her notepad
“I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions. If you don’t want to answer any you don’t have in, but it would really help me out if you could nods “yes” and sits on the couch. I take a seat next to her.
“These may be difficult questions, but they are important. Let’s start with the shifter we took you from. Do you know hi and writes “1 just call him warden in my head ”
“Has this warden been around you the whole time you have been missing?” she nods her head “yes.”
*?” She shakes her head “no”
“You never
heard anyone call him by a name?” She shakes her head “no,”
“Okay, have you been in that same building this whole time?” she nods her head “yes” again.
“Were
there other shifters taken with you?” she shakes her head “no” but writes “other shifters were kept there too, but they don’t stay long.”
“Do you know where they went Ayla?” She begins to breathe heavily, but responds with “no.”
“Did the warden tell you what happened to the other shifters they trafficked?” she takes a few seconds and writes, “he said they were done with them and finished them n
