His Submissive Omega (boyxboy) Old Version

Chapter 41: January

"NO!" Sparta shouted.
She bolted up the basement stairs. She was never good with pressure and sadness. I growled at them and followed her.

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"Sparta?" I asked.
Now my voice is extremely deep. Every girl says that's one of my many charms. I heard whimpering. I opened up the bathroom door and saw her curled up in a ball on the floor, crying. Her arms covering her face. I felt bad. Really bad.
"Sparta... My little Enchilada..." I said.
"They lied to me, January. All this time... It's been a lie." She said.
Just hearing her sobs wrecked my insides.
"January?" She hiccuped.
Her heart is broken.
"Yes, Sparta?" I asked.

"I wanna be with you." She said.

I walked over to her. I held in my arms. She flinched. She feels the sparks just like I do.
"You won't hurt me... Will you?" She asked.
"No. I mean if you purposefully attack someone in our pack, then I would have too. Pack law. But I would NEVER intentionally hurt you." I said.
And that, my fine furry friends, is true.
"What would be my punishment if I did?" She asked.
I sighed.
"I have a silver collar that prevents you from shifting. So you would need to be in your wolf form. Well you could be in your human form too. And everyone you move, it would burn you. Since silver doesn't work always well with us werewolves. I'd put the collar on you, strap it to a chain, that is attached to a metal pole. And you'd be outside for a while." I said.
She looked at me, horrified.
"Please don't make me do that to you. Once our bond gets stronger, I'll feel that pain too." I said.
"Oh. I'll try not to. I'm just... Just... Very protective." Sparta said.
"And I'm protective, possessive, easily angered, and easily jealous. But I can be nice when I need to be. Only to my mate." I said.
"You're an Alpha. Those are all traits of one." Sparta said.
I chuckled.
"You know Alphas all too well." I said.

"Well I should. I mean... My twin brothers were my first chance mates, they rejected me instantly. Then Deimos and Demos are Alphas, they're my second chance mate. And now you, my third chance mate." Sparta said.
She has gone through way to much heartbreak in the past few weeks.
"I'll never treat you like they did. If you choose the option that lets you be with me to save them, you'll be my pack's Luna. Which we need. Being I have saved everything for you. My first kiss, my first love, my virginity. All that fun, happy stuff. And if you do choose that option, you will be treated like a queen. Trust me. I'll spoil you absolutely rotten and the pack most likely will too." I said.
She smiled.

"You saved everything for me?" She asked.
"Yes. You're my first chance mate. And even if you were my second or third, I would've saved myself for you too. But you're my first chance mate." I said.
"Deimos and Demos, my brothers, didn't save themselves for me. They reeked of other females." She said.
I growled. She had a saddened look in her eyes.
"I have my answer to your options." She said.
"What's that gonna be?" I asked.
"I choose..." She began.
I waited patiently for her to continue. I know this is still hard for her.

"You. If what you say is true, then it's worth it staying here with you. And if your pack will accept me, then I'll be here. I'll be the strong Luna they need me to be." She said.
I smiled.
"And I thank you." I said.
"And I thank you." She sang from that one Merci commercial.
My pack came rushing in.
"WE HAVE OUR LUNA!" They all shouted.
Sparta started screaming in pain. As we also heard it downstairs. Her marks from Deimos and Demos were disappearing. I held her close to me. When your mark disappears from your mate, that's the form of rejection. So she basically just rejected them. She whimpered. Her wolf didn't like her decision. But, Sparta does what she wants. Will I be hard on her? Yes. But I just don't want her to get hurt. It'll crush me if she does. Crush me. Trust me. I wiped away the tears in her eyes.
"When will this pain go away?" She asked.
"When I mark you." I said.
"Will they feel it?" She asked.
"Not anymore." I said.
She nodded. But she still felt the pain.
"It burns." She said.
Agonizing pain. That's what she's feeing as of now. She holds back another scream.
"Oh for fucks sake..." She whispered.
But we all heard her. I hate seeing my mate in pain. And our pack hates seeing their Luna in pain.
"My little Enchilada..." I said.
"I don't care what you do... Just help me." She begged.
"You want me to mark you? This soon?" I asked.
"Yes. Please... Make this pain disappear. Please..." She begged.
She needs me. And bad. I kissed her deeply. The proceeded to make my way towards where I would mark her. She was breathing heavily. Partly because of the pain and the other part because of the pleasure in giving her from getting closer to where my mark on her will be. I felt my canines elongate.
"This is gonna hurt..." I said.
"Do it." She commanded.
Well then... I punctured her neck. Marking her as mine. She whimpered in pain, then mentally moaned in pleasure.
"You alright?" I asked.
"Never better." She said.
She gave her genuine smile. She is my Angel. My little Enchilada. Mine.

Mine.

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