Chapter Twelve | Difference

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~George's P.O.V~

(All Wolves)

I finally woke up, panting loudly. What is wrong with me?

"Dream!" I called out, desperately. When the alpha still didn't come, I helped myself get out of the bed. I tumbled to the floor, groaning. "Dream!" I yelled again.

Nothing.

I pushed myself off of the ground, slowly making my way out of the room with a tired limp. Sweat was thickening my coat. "Dream!" I called out, hoping he could hear me.

I heavily clasped to the ground, shuddering in pain. "Dream!" I cried. "Please," I said, weakly. I heard the quick patter of paws as Dream slid his way into the room, noticing me on the ground and running to me.

"Dream..." I spoke, weakly again.

"George, what the hell are you doing?" He grabbed me by the scruff, hoisting me up. "Dream! What is wrong with me?" I begged. He had to know something. Dream always knew.

"I'll explain once we get back to your nest." He spoke calmly while I let out a groan. He placed me back into my 'nest'. I curled into a tight ball. "What is happening?" I whined.

The alpha let out a deep sigh. "George... You're in heat." I shook my head. "No! I'm not!" I let out a grumble, readjusting myself in my blankets.

The alpha shook his head. "I'm sorry, George." I let out a whine. "I'm not ready for pups!"

Dream nuzzled me, disappointment in his voice. "I know... And I'm not either. So I'm not going to." I glared up at him in complete and happy disbelief.

"You're not going to mate me?" I questioned, he shook his head, emitting a weak smile. "No George, I'm not."

I didn't know what to say so instead, I showed my gratitude by nuzzling the alpha.

"But that doesn't mean this won't be a living hell for you. Your body wants nothing more than to be mated." I nodded my head.

"And for me, it will be just as hard if not harder, it's very difficult for an alpha to ignore an omega in heat." I nodded again.

"Will we be able to pull this off?" The alpha shook his head unsure. "I'm not too sure, but we will try."

I let out a stiff sigh.

"Here's how things are going to go. If the urge gets too strong on either of us, I will leave the room, or you will ask me to leave the room, okay?"

I nodded, listening closely, trying to ignore the constant aching pain.

"It will be best if I stay with you as much as possible, my scent should help you a bit."

I can do this.

"Thank you, Dream." He smiled, nuzzling and buffing his sweet honey scent against me. "Call me Clay." I deepened my already-existing smile, taking in the alphas scent.

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