The Vampire's Last Omega

The Third Theory

Teru blushed. The comments were making him mushy on the inside. "I'm used to it by now."

Dr. Charles took off his glasses, now serious. "You need to listen to me closely. Yes, this has become normal for you. You live in a time when the apocalypse is still pending. There are more horns to be sounded by the archangels. People will die by the masses. What do you think Abaddon will do when the alpha population declines? Or if any omega in his harem is killed? He's going to work, and work, and work them until they push out more alphas of both species. Some countries also know of you. They want you. Everyone wants you, a perfect diamond in the rough. Do you know why?"

His words were haunting. "Because I'm a human omega."

The vampire stood up and walked around his desk to stand next to Teru. He pulled on his black collar to examine his virgin nape. "Because of this. This could fix your unstable cycles. This can make other alphas stop chasing after you. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"I-I-" Teru stuttered.

Dr. Charles let go of the collar. He gave a long sigh. "My brother is stupid when it comes to you, but he means well. He's blinded by you, protects you. The man almost went insane by Pride again when I told him you were with Abaddon. I believe Kieran is a fitting choice. In other words, I suggest bonding with him. Let him mark you, the sooner the better, before another claims you; before the king does it himself and forces you to wear a green collar. Unfortunately, you don't have the privilege of remaining unmarked, not in this century. Why Kieran hasn't done so by now is a mystery to me-"

"Because," Teru interrupted, slightly peeved that he was telling him when to be marked. It wasn't a decision to be made lightly. "I told him I wanted to wait."

"You told him? Does that mean he tried? And he listened?" Dr. Charles's eyebrows disappeared into his hairline at the thought of a dominant alpha trying to mark an omega and failing.

"I had to sort out my feelings about it."

"You don't want to be marked by Kieran?"

Teru said quietly, "I never said that." An aggravated purr sounded in his chest. "I have a question for you. I'm aware he wants to mark me. Sure, he asked, but that's not the only reason how I know this. Every moment I'm with Kieran, I can feel what he feels, the way he wants to sink his teeth into my nape. It's carnal, possessive, and selfish, like an alpha. Those feelings aren't mine. He probably knows I want to be marked because he said he can hear my inner omega, but I'm hesitant. Is that an okay thing to do with someone you haven't known for very long? I've been with my best friend since birth, but I don't want to be his mate. Yet, there's an unspoken link with Kieran that I can't explain in words. Didn't he say I wasn't dead when you all thought I was? Can you please explain any of this? I'm so confused."

Dr. Charles was frozen where he stood, staring into nothing as he listened to Teru's concerns with great interest. "An invisible connection, experiencing each other's emotions...," he mumbled to himself.

He suddenly rushed over to the cabinet and rummaged through his files, pulling out the one he was looking for in the middle. The doctor quickly read through his old, faded notes of whatever patient those papers belonged to.

"Hmm." He seemed to have found his answer. Wonder glimmered in his eyes. "Does your nape tingle or itch when you're with Kieran?"

Teru rubbed his birthmark, but the collar covered it. "How did you know?"

Dr. Charles wrote up a storm on Teru's paperwork. "Good grief, you two always keep me on my toes. Do you mind if I tell you this patient's story?" He tapped on the other file. "It occurred long ago, I'd say right before the hunters caught Pride. I also told it to Kieran when he came to me, concerned for you. This is my third theory."