Gavin’s lips spread into a pretty smile when he finally spotted the alpha walking to his way. He waves his hand at him, then slowly brought it down to his side when he realized how silly the action looked. Please. They just saw each other not too long ago.
“You’re excited?” the alpha asked once he was near enough. He looked cleaner now. Gavin automatically stepped closer to him. Ainar’s arm automatically curled around his waist too, pulling him closer.
“I am,” Gavin whispered in answer. The alpha hummed, a deep content rumble vibrating from his chest.
They started walking like that. They have been walking for a while when Gavin saw the small basket the alpha is holding. He made a questioning sound in his throat.
“Hmm?” Ainar asked back.
“What is that basket for?” Gavin curiously asked, eyes set on it. The alpha car
Gavin gasped as he breached the surface of the river. He dunked his head underwater to rinse his hair, and he may have stayed under for longer than he should. And the reason for that is because he’s still feeling so giddy and had so many pent-up energies that the solution he thought of was basically almost drown himself. Did it work? Well…he wants to say yes, but the wide smile still plastered on his lips beg to differ.He sighed at himself. He’s hopeless.He decided to get out of the water, now feeling more refreshed. He hoped the cold water of the river would help him with his dilemma but it seems it had only made him remember what happened again. He picked up his towel and carefully dried his body with it before wearing a fresh pair of tunic and breeches. He moved to dry his hair using the same towel, closing his eyes in the process and—it was a bad move. In doing so, behind his closed lids, Ainar’s fa
Gavin quickly entered his shack, disposing the sack of his belongings carefully on the table beside his mattress before quickly going out to the alpha. Ainar offered his hand, and Gavin gladly took it, intertwining their hands. His cheeks flushed again, but it was worth the satisfied smile that grazed the alpha’s lips.They started walking, getting out of the omegean living space. They pass by some pack members who are probably heading to the cooking house for the midday meal. It’s almost funny how their gazes first land on Ainar, they give the alpha a small bow in greeting and then their gazes land on him next, and they give him a small bow in greeting too, paired with an unsure smile. Everyone they met along the way did this, and it’s almost amusing now to Gavin. He is still aware of their stares every time he goes out, even when he’s with Maya. But he finds himself slowly getting used to their stares, but he still feels uncomfortable e
Gavin can feel Maya’s teasing look from across the table burning at his head but he pointedly ignores it, for the sake of his sanity. He saw how her eyes widened at the sight of his neck when they arrived earlier. Their tunic, despite being thick enough to go with the climate of the North, doesn’t really have a high neckline so his neck is fully exposed to everyone’s eyes. The amount of pack members that turned to look at his neck and then back to Ainar was embarrassing. And the alpha that looks almost too smug and proud of his work beside him isn’t helping either. He gently pushed the empty bowl away from him when he was done eating. Ainar, who finished way before him, turned to him as he gathered their empty bowls. “You’re done?” the alpha asked. Gavin nodded in answer. The alpha then gave him a flask of water which he gratefully accepted and carefully drank from. He blushed when the alpha drank on it right after him when he gave it ba
The next day, the sun was shining brightly and the weather was unbelievably good that Gavin decided to take on Maya’s offer to join the archery lessons with the pups. He told the beta about it at the cooking house. He went early to have a chat with Nana, and maybe convince her let him help too but he obviously failed again, and Maya happened to be there too.“Really?” she asked, momentarily dropping the hares she was skinning to face him. Gavin hummed in answer, his eyes never straying from the vegetable he was holding. It’s some kind of a plant that only grows in the pack territory and he is tasked to pluck the leaves.“I do not really have anything to do around here. So, I figured joining you would be good,” he answered.“That’s great,” she said, picking up the hare to continue her task. Gavin glanced at her, and then down to her bloodied hands. He wrinkled his nose
By the time they finished the lesson, and having fun, the sun is halfway down the sky. They arranged the clutter of knives on the table back to the wooden box and collected the bows and arrows from the pups. They each said their goodbyes to them, adorably waving their little hands in the air before tottering their way out of the area. Maya sighed as she stacked the arrows, wrapping a band around it to keep it together. Gavin offered to carry some of the quivers and Maya gratefully accepted his help. They carry everything and left the area too. “Tired?” Jannah asked when Gavin passed the quivers he’s holding to his left hand to stretch his right arm. “A little,” he answered with a groan when a pleasant crack sounded from his shoulder.“I enjoyed it though.” “You did. You are surprisingly good at knives.” “I resent the surprisingly part,” he joked to which she laughed
Sweet.There’s that sweet scent again. it’s invading Gavin’s nose, assaulting his insides and he knows, the sweeter it gets, the faster he has to run.He panted hard as he stumbled for the nth time, springing back up almost automatically by now just to continue running. He whimpered when he saw the blood trickling down his leg but he pushed himself to continue running. They can’t catch him.He can hear their howls, and the crunching of leaves and small fallen branches too loud in the quiet night. Even his lungs are having a hard time receiving air as he takes big gulps of it. No. No, please he can’t let them.Sweet.There it is again. They’re getting closer. Gavin ran faster, dodging the branches of trees he blindly sweeps on his way. His arms are stinging with small cuts he
Ainar blinked fast, caught off-guard. He tilted his head to the right, eyes focused on the omega in front of him. Did he hear that right?“Pardon?” he asked in reply, not really sure if he heard him right.Gavin scoffed, briefly looking away before looking back to meet the alpha’s gaze again.“I asked you. Should we mate?” he repeated. And this time, Ainar is sure he heard him right.“G-Gavin, what are you saying?” Ainar stuttered out a reply. What is the omega saying? Why so sudden?“Your rut is near. Don’t you think this is the perfect opportunity to mate?” Gavin said almost nonchalantly, not even a shake in his voice but Ainar could see the way the omega is fiddling with his fingers. “We have been pushing it off for my sake anyway. So, I
It’s been days since Gavin last got out of his shack. It’s like he was back to square one, back when he still wasn’t comfortable to come out. His meals are delivered by Maya. Although the guilt of giving her extra work by doing that is bugging him, the embarrassment of the outcome of his conversation with Ainar is eating him up. Now that he had time to think about everything, he feels silly. What was that even about? What was he thinking when he said all those things? He remembers the alpha’s disappointed gaze, the hurt in his voice and the sadness that tinged his scent. Gavin wants to punch himself for doing that to the alpha. But at the same time, he’s trying to justify himself, trying to find things that would convince himself that maybe, what he did isn’t wrong. Was it? He suggested to mate. Ainar mentioned that the elders have been getting impatient. He is merely making things easier for the both of them. At the back of his mind, he could hear Ainar’s voice asking him. ‘Are yo