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What the hell…?
I’d never read anything about auras behaving this way—as if it was trying to escape him, ready to consume anything in its path.
But now, with me here, I felt it losing strength. I waited, holding onto him for a long time until I was sure.
Itwaswaning, unable to consume us both. An exhale of relief rushed from my lungs. The strange effect it had on the air was fading too, the fragments in the air weakening with each second.
“You’re going to be okay,” I whispered. I hurried to his bathroom to grab his medical kit and got to work cleaning and wrapping his wound, jumping atevery groan of agony from him. Tears burned my eyes again. I hated his pain. I hated seeing it. “We’re going to get you on the bed,” I told him when I was done and the bandage was secure.
With great difficulty, I helped him stand and collapse to the bed. He was dazed, and I could see him fading out of consciousness.
Good.
He needed to rest.
I could take care of him from here.
Everything was going to be okay.
I curled up in his arms, nudging my jaw along his, scent marking him. I felt the aura calm more as his breathing slowed.
Okay. That was good too.
I could do this.
Moment by agonising moment, he stabilised.
I held onto him, summoning up a purr and holding him tight. I would hold onto him until he was peaceful again.
I didn’t know how long I lay there, but finally his aura vanished from the air entirely, all the crackling fragments fading to nothing. The tug in the bond, relentless teeth trying to destroy him, gone.
Finally I dared peel myself away. He didn’t flinch, nor did he become more unstable.
Right.
I swallowed, muscles finally loosening. I cupped his cheek for a moment, taken by the warm tan of his skin and scattering of freckles.
He looked peaceful...
HadIdone that?
Pride and relief swelled in my chest, and I stood up to take stock of the situation.
His legs were still dangling off the bed, and he rested at a strange angle. That was no good for tucking him in.
I frowned. I didn’t want him waking up like this, not when I was the omega in charge.
I wrung my fingers. I could do better. Roxy would never be caught leaving her alpha like this, I justknewit.
So, I spent the next ten minutes trying to shift Umbra’s huge, limp body up the bed. I tried burrowing beneath him and shoving; dragging him by his arms; tugging on the sheets (but they popped right out), and finally squatting over him and lifting him by the chest. That worked for a few inches until my grip slipped and I tumbled to the floor with a squeak.
Dammit.
Why were alphas so fucking big?
I just wanted him to wake up happy. I wanted him to know I’d had his back even when everything was going wrong, and when he opened his eyes, there was nothing to be afraid of.
That’s all anyone wanted.
