Omega Pride Ch. 07

She didn't respond to him. After a while, she headed toward the door, touching the handle, but not quite leaving as she leaned her head against it.

"....Wyatt...I believe...that I am, what I say I am....even if I don't remember everything or know everything, I am...what I am....and I know...that things are changing around me, inside of me, and I can't stop it, no matter how hard I fight..... I know...I know you are going to want me to do certain things ....and I'll do it. I'll do what you...as my Alpha...wants me to do. I'll accept....the Delaney pack...as my own...though I have my own doubts....and I will accept......who you are as an Alpha of this pack. But..."

She turned her head in his direction, but not to look at him, "Please....because of who we are...and what we are....please don't make me accept this mating."

The words felt like a knife to the heart, but she wouldn't take it back. She refused to. At that she opened the door and quickly left the suite to return to the flat.

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Her words hit him as if they were bullets themselves, his wolf whined in disbelief, in anguish. As he watched her leave, it actually took everything in his willpower not to let his wolf overrule him and grab her, forcing her to get over what she believed.

But...it wouldn't solve anything. He had shared with her parts of himself—small as it was—he hadn't shared with anyone outside of a selected few. But he wanted to share that with her. In the past, he would have never shown anyone anything past an inkling of feeling. He was trying to show her his, but she rather disregard that entirely.

He circled around the front of the seat she had sat in and sunk in there, his thoughts and feelings followed him down. This entire situation was like the tides of Jackson Lake: She first never would even so much as look at him, then she submitted to him completely, surrendering her body and soul to him and mated with him, then she ran away from him, but after, when he came for her, she clung to him. Now...she would rather not admit who they are to each other; she was constantly fleeing and returning. When would she just stay?

Wyatt let out a growl at how he was unable to get her to do just that, to let go of what she believed in, and tilted his head back. He had heard of wolves that outright refused to mate with the mates The Goddess of Mating and Fate gave them, but he never came across already mated pairs that went through what he and Delphi were going through now.

'We should make her see. Make her stay,' His wolf barked at his human side, 'Make her feel and understand what we feel.'

"We just tried that," Wyatt told his wolf, "And forcing it on her won't help."

His wolf went silent before he let out a growl, 'Our mate will not stay apart from us!'

"And she won't. She will come to us sooner or later," Wyatt countered, "But as of now, she needs her own space to figure things out."

His wolf hated the idea of waiting—hell, he did too—but right now, that was what had to be done.

He contemplated on getting up from the chair, but after one last sniff of Delphi's spot, he got up and headed for the doors. If giving her space was going to work, he first needed to keep himself and his wolf occupied.

He walked passed Emmanuel, down the stairs, and headed toward his library. He needed to catch up on what he knew about the μιγάς species, their previous attacks, their history, anything he could find. He had to make sure it was indeed a μιγάς, and there had to be no room for doubts.

~*~*~

Delphi trudged slowly and carefully with her feet bare and her hands lightly hugged her arms against Wyatt's robe through the afternoon snow. She thought about taking it off, but because of her damaged body, she didn't want others to see so she decided against it. As well...even though she had said what she said, she couldn't bring herself to take it off. It wasn't right!

But...his scent was laced within the fleece material and it did give her a sense of security—NON! She shook her head. As soon as she got to the flat, she would change out of it as fast as possible... As fast as she possibly could...

The wolves she hadn't seen previously had shown themselves in view, continuing with their day to day tasks. She knew Wyatt hadn't told a lie when it came to the current Delaney's violence, nor did he lie about how they were trained to be warhounds. However, she didn't think she could ever get use to how silent it was.

It was January, and the silence winter normally brought with it made the others seem so...empty. She was met by their hard, cold stares—the stares colder from a few females—when they caught her scent in the chilled, crisp air, but they neither said anything to her nor continued watching her after a few moments before resuming their duties. Delphi still didn't know for sure if they were told anything, but she knew they knew she was now pack, as much as they obviously didn't like her.

When she was about a half way to the flat she had lived in, she picked up the smell before the sound of crunching steps in the snow.

'Delphi,' She heard Adeline call in her mind.

Immediately she stopped and turned to face, her averting her eyes politely, 'Yes, Madame Alpha?'

'You are healing at a decent rate I see,' Adeline projected to her, monotonous voice ever so present.

'Y-yes, tha—'

Delphi was cut off when Adeline raised her hand in front of her, shutting her up mentally.

'See that building over there?' Adeline pointed to the two-story building just off the edge of the manor,

'When you are well enough, you are to meet with Kamilla and Katalin in the training facility inside of it and get stronger than you are now. You need to learn how to fight and defend.'

What? She knew that with her in Delaney now, she was going to have to get stronger, but so soon?

Without meaning for it to get through, a look of confusion, a look of questioning, crossed Delphi's face.

Adeline's eyebrows narrowed as she folded her arms, 'I am not telling you to do this because I care for you, puppy. You are going to do this because one, you currently are weak enough to easily be beaten by a 14 year old pup of this pack. Two, your weakness does disgrace the pack, and three...because you are Wyatt's, and whether you ever get a higher rank or not, he will NOT have a mate that can't protect herself. Do I make myself clear?'

Delphi bit her lip at the harshness of her words before she nodded in obedience.

'Good,' Adeline turned and took her leave just as fast as she approached, leaving Delphi alone, surrounded by the still snow covered homes and mime-like wolves.

Adeline was blunt and straight to the point with her, and though Delphi was used to higher wolves issuing commands, something, something inside of her was....aggravated—far from the initial fear she felt before—that Adeline was commanding her to do something. It unnerved her deeply. She tightened her hold on her arms a little before turning to proceed to the flat. She knew she had to get stronger, that much she did know...but...was she going to have to become just as empty, cold, and hard as they were to do it?

~*~*~

Delphi knocked on the door just once before she was met with the blue eyed gaze of a female with dark brown hair that wore it in a bun so tight, Delphi couldn't help but wonder if it hurt to move her head or got frequent headaches from it.

"...Hi, Lain," Delphi broke the ice after a small session of the woman's cold stare.

She had met her a few days ago, and knew her as one of the house mates of Katalin and Kamilla.

"What are you doing back here, Mrs. Delaney?" Lain's alto, yet serious voice inquired.

"...It's Delphi. Just Delphi," Delphi couldn't help but correct her as she looked down.

She refused to be called that, especially by someone her own rank.

Lain stared at her, her gaze didn't change, "What are you doing back here, Mrs. Delaney?"

Delphi bit a little in her lip before she continued, "I...I live here."

"No you don't," Lain replied, "You smell of the Alpha, you are mate to the Alpha, and your place is by his side."

"But I—"

"Please refrain from lying to us, Mrs. Delaney. We can smell it."

"Please stop calling me that," Delphi looked her in the eye, "My name is Delphi. Not Mrs. Delaney."

Lain rose her head as she said nothing, but the icy tension radiated off her skin and told Delphi just what she was thinking.

"Let her in, Lain," Katalin's voice stopped Lain from opening her mouth to say something else.

Almost hesitantly, and with a near silent growl in her voice, Lain moved out the way to let Delphi in. Delphi didn't so much as give her a second look. She didn't want get into an argument deeper than that.

As she entered, Delphi could see Oliver in the kitchen, cleaning the counters. Katalin looked at her from against the wall as she read a book titled Howl of the Phases, Kamilla sat in the couch across from the other two males in the flat: Jeremy, a black haired, brown eyed wolf she was sure was younger than her, and Tuomas another black, yet messy haired wolf with a 5 o'clock shadow and teal eyes.

As she stepped through the door, she was met with their eyes in unison. She looked over them in an uncomfortable fashion, and could see irritation in more pairs than one.

"You got a lot of nerve," Tuomas said darkly once Lain closed and locked the door behind her, "She comes in completely covered in the Alpha's scent, hell, the Alpha's housecoat, and says 'she lives here'."

"Her belongings are here," Jeremy told him, his voice surprisingly light compared to the other voices she had heard here and even in this pack as a whole, "It would only be natural that she had come and got it."

"Yeah, but one of the females could have given it to her," Tuomas looked at Kamilla, Katalin, then Lain, his eyes not for a second rested upon Delphi, "In fact, I wonder why none of you did so. Kamilla."

"I haven't even so much as stepped in that room since yesterday. It is one thing to go to the Alpha's bedroom, clean, change, and prepare everything and a whole other thing when he comes here," Kamilla told him gruffly, "And how I saw it, when I was finally commanded to, I'll do it."

Tuomas let out a small snort, "It would seem so, wouldn't it? But I agree with Lain. She shouldn't be here."

"But she does live here," Jeremy spoke up.

"Well she shouldn't," Oliver spoke from the kitchen and sliced his words in half, "She's brought so much drama with her since she first came here."

"But she's the Alpha's mate," Jeremy interjected softly.

"Then she should be with him, not us!" Kamilla threw back.

"She has every right to come here, mate or not. We don't control her," Jeremy shot back at them, "She deserves that respect."

"Says the wolf who isn't even acknowledging her now!" Tuomas leaned forward his seat.

Delphi wanted to growl out loud as they disputed amongst themselves. They acted like she wasn't even there! Like she was just this detestable item they were arguing to see who should through it away or not! She wanted to say something in the mist of their barking; with each new verbal barb of her existence that spewed from their mouths, she was getting that much closer to snapping.

"Enough."

Katalin's mellow, yet serious voice tore through their argument like wet paper, silencing them all, and all eyes focused on her, including Delphi's, in surprise.

Katalin slammed her book shut and stood straight up, her nose slightly wrinkled, "The scent of all of your anxiety is leaving a stench and clouding the air. You're all disgracing the name of Delaney with that fearful stench."

It wasn't until she has said that, did Delphi sniff the air in and realize she was right. Everything they had said about her....was out of fear?

Katalin looked at Delphi, actually acknowledging her existence past her walking through the door, "Mrs.—" Katalin caught herself and shut her eyes.

After a moment she opened them again, "Delphi. Did you come here of your own free will?"

"Yes.." Delphi nodded her head.

"And did the Alpha or Madam Alpha order your return at any point?"

Delphi then shook her head, "No."

"No," Katalin repeated with a nod before looking back at the others sternly, "If she wants to be here then let her be here, and that is the end of it."

"Really?! So, when he comes and rips out mine, Oliver's, and Jeremy's throats because we are unmated males near her, that will be the end of it as—"

A loud smack was heared as Tuomas was thrown to the ground from his seat.

Surprisingly, it wasn't Katalin.

It was Kamilla.

"She said that that was the end of it, so shut up! Learn discipline for your tongue, Tuomas," She growled at him despite just a little while ago, she was agreeing with him.

A little shaken, he shook his head and looked at her, baring his teeth, to which she bared hers back. He then looked at Delphi for the second time that day, his scent and eyes though hard, did indeed show the fear Katalin spoke of.

"Fine. She can stay until the Alphas say otherwise," Tuomas said before getting up, rubbing his cheek, and heading toward the front door, not even so much as bumping into Delphi, rather, avoiding her as much as he could, "But frankly, I don't want to be around if the Alpha comes here to collect her. I'm going for a run."

He closed the door behind him, and from the sound of it, tried his hardest not to slam it.

In the silence of his absence, most of the scent of sweet and bitter fear left with him. Katalin then turned and looked at Delphi.

"Madam Alpha had told Kamilla and me that we are to begin your training as soon as your injuries heal. You knew that, correct?"

"Y-yeah," Delphi replied as she took an itch at her wrist's cast.

Katalin nodded her head at her before turning to leave the room, opening her book again. It took an awkward while, but Delphi started toward Kamilla's room.

"Hey," Kamilla stopped her as Delphi put a hand on the hallway wall.

Delphi turned to look back at her, saying nothing.

"...Be sure to wear your own clothes and change your sheets. I want to sleep in my bed tonight," Kamilla told her before turning abruptly and leaving from her view.

Delphi let out a slightly aggravated sigh before continuing on her way to Kamilla's room.

As she closed the door, she could smell that indeed no one else had even so much as stepped a paw inside this room, and Delphi, despite her aggravation, had the good graces to blush. Though Kamilla's scent was faint, it smelt heavily of yesterday, of the time she had mated—non!—made love—no!—had sex—augh!—spent with Wyatt. Damn it, what was the difference?!

She hesitated to sit on the memory reviving bed at first, but couldn't help it once the scent clouded her nose—perhaps her judgment—too much. Sitting upon it slowly, she gingerly reached for the comforter and couldn't help but bring it to her nose and take in a deep breathe, their blended scents deep-seated most within the threads.

His scent, as much as she denied it, was intoxicating to her and made her heart speed. She had never been so hooked on anyone's scent before, and even though she had scented him before yesterday's "incident", he smelt better, now than then.

But...it wasn't entirely satisfying. It was the same reason why she hadn't taken the robe off yet. She needed and wanted more, and as she fought against it with her brain, her heart and body fought for it just as much if not more of intensely than her logic. How? How could she have allowed herself to fall for this? For him? She isn't his mate, and even though they....he tried to, the mating marks on their necks would heal and fade away for sure! It had to...that was the way it had to be!

Before she realized it, she found herself tumbled inside the blanket, still sniffing in his scent with reckless, and dare she say, feverish abandon. She pulled away from it in the horror of her own causes. How had she not known she did that? How had she not even felt herself, her injured state do that?! She pushed herself off the bed, covering her nose.

As if that would help any.

She started pacing back and forth. She didn't want to deal with Wyatt's and her smells in here, but she also didn't want to deal with Kamilla, Oliver, Lain, or Tuomas when he returned. She bit her lip but soon stopped as her thoughts focused onto the others.

Even though they were Delaney wolves and they were all very....for a polite way to put it...serious, they were all very afraid of Wyatt. She could understand that: He's Alpha, and when she first saw him yesterday, when he severely injured Conroy and Marco, she was just as terrified of him. But...despite his feral and angry nature...he still...wasn't all that scary. Delphi leaned against the drawer she used. Just what was he really like? Better, what was he really like to the others?

Delphi took in a silent, but thoughtful breath before feeling for the knob on the drawer and pulling it open to see her few, yet neatly folded clothes. She was going to change her clothes right after she changed the sheets. She needed that much.

~*~*~

"Shift!"

Kamilla bellowed at Delphi as she was once again pushed against the outer edge the ring, causing Delphi to let out a pained yelp in her nearly breathless state.

Her wounds had finished healing just a few days after Adeline had assigned Kamilla and Katalin to toughen her up. Needless to say, they—yes, both of them—were nowhere near remorseful in their practices in the last past week.

"I said shift!" Kamilla's large, 7'2" brunette colored Anthro form once again charged at her, barely missing Delphi's skull as she dug her claws into the wall and Delphi managed to roll away, "One needs to be able to shift freely in both battle and defense!"

"I.....I-I can't!" Delphi tiredly shouted back as she backed up before dodging her attack once again.

It was a sad truth. Though all Omegas could shift into either their wolf or human forms, none of them, if any at all, have ever had or learned to shift into their Anthro forms. It just wasn't necessary. However, Delaney wolves say and prove otherwise; here were two Omegas showing her first hand that they could.

"You will learn to! Your life depends on it if you want to survive here!" Kamilla quickly caught her, pinning her arms down once again and putting two large claws at her throat, "That makes 8 times by me today. You would be mangled by now had it been anyone else."

"Sister," Katalin called to her in her human form outside the ring, her curly hair was free and wild, and she was ready to shift as well.

Kamilla snorted before getting off of Delphi, her breathing and heart rate completely level versus Delphi's more or less labored ones. As Kamilla backed up, her fur started to melt away, the loud, painful sounds of her bones breaking and remending themselves followed suit until she stood nude, her fair skin twitched on her shoulder blade only slightly from the transformation back.

As she walked toward the edge of the ring, Katalin got in, removing her clothes to avoid unintentional damage, her rosy nipples seemed to perk at the sudden change in temperature, but that wasn't going to last long. As she tagged Kamilla, Katalin rushed at Delphi, her open palm going for her throat.

Delphi swiftly caught it and twisted her arm left, sending her flying over her.

However, Katalin maneuvered herself to where she landed on her feet and using the original momentum, grabbed Delphi's left arm and flung her into a wall. With a pained grunt upon impact, her own bare back twanged in pain.

"It's good that you remembered from Tuesday," Katalin put a hand on her hip for a bit before starting toward a slowly raising Delphi, "But never lose sight of the fact that there is always a way to counter every attack and dodge."