The Abused Secret Omega

3

I was running away from the animal that had attacked me but I felt like i was running in place. Then I came skidding to a stop, there were glowing eyes everywhere and everywhere i turned. I screamed for help and tried to run. It was pointless, as I turned to stare down the eyes I felt an anger over come me.

"I'm done running, come on!" As i waited to came face to face with the beast,  but what I came face to face with was me. I had an evil smile, white eyes with just black dots in the middle, and blood running out  of my mouth with sharp teeth. She walked up to me almost sensually like and I could hear her softly growling at me, as she walked around me looking me up and down. I let my guard down so much that when she grabbed me from behind, I was helpless, her mouth was at my ear.

"It's time." she whispered then bit into my neck, again I felt the warmth of my own blood running over my shoulder, but this was a dream. I wasn't going to die.

"If you take that path there is no going back." again she whispered in my ear.

"I'm not dying!" I shouted at her and she nodded then in front of me transformed into a beautiful wolf. Gray and blacks covered her coat and the tips of her ears were unusual  like a fox's with black tips. We stood in front of each other then the wolf ran at me and slamming into me. My body absorbed her and we were one.

I bolted up right and found myself on a hospital bed. Quickly nurses and doctors came in and were trying to get me calm and then either because i was over whelmed or by body couldn't take I was out again.

"Wake up, you need to wake up."

"But I tired."

"You need to wake up and eat."

Fine, My eyes flew open and I took in the room again there was a doctor checking his paper work and kept working like I hadn't woken up. I was so alert and aware of every sound, smell, and even taste. I could hear clearly past the door and down two rooms,  the smell of the hospital made me gag; the smell of human waste and sweat mixed in the air, and i could taste.... blood and meat. I suddenly  felt a need to go after something like chase it down and....and eat it.

"shhh, you're safe there's no need to be so anxious."

"He's like us." said a voice in my head like someone else was sharing my head.

"He...I mean you..." I stammered.

"It's alright I won't hurt you."

"The voice .... who ....who's she?"

"Your wolf, Maggie."

It felt like someone dropped a cold ice bucket on me, but the voice and the things I could smell, hear, and my reaction to my own blood in my mouth. For a while I fought myself saying that I had gone through something tramatic and that's why now I was hearing voices. Monsters weren't real, werewolves weren't real! I sat there just trying to block everything out.

"This isn't real! This isn't real!"

Those were all stories and nothing more i was still in a weird dream. I looked away from the doctor and found a mirror in the corner of the room, carefully i got out of bed, but I couldn't I was wired so the doctor brought me a big hand mirror, I looked like crap I had dark shadows under my eyes, but something inside me told me I looked younger then before, my graying sides were gone, and wrinkles weren't as obvious, but made me finally accept it was as I looked for the mark of the big gash in my neck, there was none. I looked at my arms which had been ripped to shreds. They were bandaged up.

"The damage to your arms was worse then the gash in your neck."

I turned to the doctor who made more notes and was not looking at me.

Something about him made an alarm go off in the back of my head, there was something weird going on.

Before i could push for questions, my stomach rumbled and almost at the same time a person from the kitchen brought in some food.

"I don't think that's going to be enough."

"Take it slow you're still weak from the past few days but this should be enough for now."

Before i even opened it, or even right as the kitchen person was bringing it in, I knew what it was,  a medium rare stake with fries and brocoili. I opened it and was right,  I carefully got comfortable and started to slowly eat the food. My body wanted to go crazy from the taste of the meat but I controlled myself and ate with dignity. 

After my meal the doctor checked me and arms and wrote more notes and then sat down for a minute.

"Apart from hearing her what else are you sensing different?"

"Everything: the smell of this room, of people, the sounds,  my strength, I actually bent the fork a little."

"Well,  that's only part of the things that will change, but you can't go home with out controlling, yourself we have people here and they can help."

"Whose we?" He grimaced at my question and rubbed his neck like he had said too much.

"I can't really say, just know that we'll help."

I could smell how calm, but happy he was, which made me wonder why?

"Has my husband come to see me?"

A sad look crossed the doctor's face and he shook his head. Then I could sense him get angry but he shook his head and got to his feet, and plastered a smile on his face. 

"I'll let you rest, and hopefully able to come back soon, I'll order for the things that need to happen, and get you on the good path to handle all this."

I nodded and laid back on my bed and did fall asleep again.

My stay at the hospital was for a whole week, they wanted my hands to be working at full strength, which because of the damage done on my arms, they feared i would lose all movement in my hands, but jokes on them, I had a...werewolf physical therapist named Jen, she was fun and had me lifting things and crushing things too. little things first, but then i was moving to bigger things. This actually helped control how much force i was using to do things. She gave me a glass object like a light bulb, I broke like half a dozen, before  I could hold one without breaking it, my anger I was feeling  anger a lot easier, something I usually didn't really feel. Like the first time she spilled water on me and laughed, I went to one to a hundred real quick she looked at me and told me to breath, count to ten, walk it off, anything that made me get a hold of myself. That was because I was doing what i usually did tried to eat my anger but I couldn't do that anymore. What helped was being brutally honest, and saying what's on my mind. Wasn't sure how well that would go with my family, which who haven't even come to visit me or called to see how i was? By the time friday came for me to go home, I was wishing not going back to my home. I was still scared to see how all this was going to work out and was hoping for the best.

As I was taken to the therapy room, I got out of my wheel chair which the hospital thought i needed but didn't. and got ready to meet Jen. I exercised my hands which were still a little stiff, when I heard the door open and a male scent reached my  nose. I acted like it didn't affect me, Jen always told me to never react, my inner predator might want to attack. I let the stranger come closer, I kept my concentration on what i was doing.

"You're getting better, pretty soon all your old habits will fall into place."My heart slammed into my chest, and I was speechless.

I looked up at the man standing next to me.

"Damien, what are you doing here?" His beautiful hazel eyes seemed to gleam with joy at me saying  his name with joy, and a equally beautiful smile spread across his face.

"I'm a physical therapist."

"You are... I mean that's great...wait there's so does that mean, you're ...?"

"What?" He asked softly. I could feel his eyes on my lips, and something in me wanted more then anything to feel his lips on mine, but I shook my head. A little ashamed at how lustful my thoughts have been toward this man I hardly know.

"A werewolf?" I mumbled out and ducking my face at how stupid and childish it sounded. Damien walked over to me and took my chin between his fingers, gently pulling my face up to look at him. His eyes were so intense, he teased and joked but he really wanted to hear what I had to say, something Greg never did.

I slowly pulled away and he let his hand fall to his side. It wasn't ackward..more like there was disappointment, but in what?

As we got started he explained, that I was healing quickly and that's why they wanted to make sure everything was in place and muscles that had been damaged were doing the right job. He streched my neck up and down side to side, his hands feather light on my skin as the thought of what he could possibly do with those super strength hands crossed my mind. I had it on record that werewolves could be really old yet, phyically it would never show unless they were turned really up there in age, and even then it was hard to tell. If he was old how many people has he killed with these same hands, it sent a shiver through me, but it didn't disturb me.

We kept talking about how a few things were going to change, some right away others would take time, the key was not to panic, Jen was here and he was too to help. As he helped me into a back bend so I was like a bridge for a bit while he checked my abdnomine, I could feel his fingers running just below my rib cage, when ...

"Hey!" I squirmed and fell on my back, he had poked my ticklish spot, and my guess was he knew what he had found because, a big smile crossed his face.

"Sorry, I didn't mean too."

"Uh-huh, sure you didn't." I said from the floor.

"In any case your ribs formed back fine." He extended his hand toward me and I took it as he helped me up. As he pulled me up, my guess was he pulled to hard because the next thing I know was I was on top of him, on the floor. For a moment I took in just how solid he felt under me, and how every muscle was flexed: his abs, arms, and legs. For some reason he seemed unaffected by the fact I was on top of him, but when I realized I was I quickly got off.

"So um... are there more werewolves?"

The question seemed to hurt him, for a second but the look quickly changed to serious.

"Three packs actually we have to share the city for now."

"Wow, I had no idea."

"That's kind of the point, that nobody knows."

"And you never answered my question are you werewolf?"

The air around us suddenly went really intense my inner wolf instinct kicked in and I stood calm and collected. He came toward me slowly and I could feel the power that came from him, all I could do was try to stay calm. My heart was slamming against my chest, as his nose gently ran along and smelled my skin,  and I fought down the wave of heat that dared wash over me.

"You feel that?" He whispered in my ear as he ran a light graze with his teeth on my neck. Trying to focus I found that apart from the sudden aroucel, there was something that was trying to push me to the ground, but it was but a whisper.

"Yes, what is it?"

"Usually, a female kneels when met with a dominant wolf."

I suddenly laughed and looked around at him and didn't even hide my smile. I know he was right, Jen, had explained that much to me but I didn't feel like I needed or wanted to. His power felt more alluring then trying to put me in my place. It danced on my skin more then trying to pull me down to my knees.

"I don't know but I guess it doesn't work on everyone."

"Hmm, so I see." He licked and bit his lip as he looked at me. That was a dare I could feel it, for some reason he was testing how much will power it took me to resist his pull. Everything i was feeling was so new but also so intriguing, I went up to him slowly and played with the buttons of his shirt like as if I was imagining what i could do to those buttons, I suddenly smelled his arousal which in turn got me really considering my own idea. Then I remembered I was married and it was the bucket of cold water I  needed. I slowly pulled my hands away and let the playfulness fall and I walked toward the mat and sat down.

Either out of real professionalism or out of his own embarrassment we continued the therapy with no mention of what just happened. His hands were so gentle but strong that I really had to force myself to focus, my mind wondered how would they feel on my body, then turned right around feeling embarrassed with myself, and if it really was by chance that we saw each other again.

By the end I really needed a cold shower and was feeling guilty , he assured me all of it was going to take time and to not fight my instinct too much, and took me back to my room in my wheel chair,  not leaving right away we were talking and laughing for a bit but it all came to an end when, Greg all but stormed in. First he looked pissed off, then saw Damien and turned into the devoted husband. He was marking his territory in front of an other male. I could still smell his anger and I had it coming when we were alone.

"Oh, Babe, I was so worried about you, how are you feeling?" He knelt in front of me kissing my hands and looking on the verge of tears. Something in me actually wondered if he had missed me, this whole week, but then my wolf reminded me he could've come to see us at any time.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Cruz."

"not a problem keep up the hard work, Mrs. Perez."

"It's Blackner actually." Greg suddenly got to his feet and was trying to stare Damien down, but Damien acted indifferent.

"Have a nice day." He walked out and gave me a look of caution.

I gave him small nod of my head and he walked away and Greg closed the door with a little too much force. He was glaring at me.

"I can't leave you for a couple of days, without you w*****g yourself off to other men."

He spat at me, something inside me wanted to feel guilty, but the wolf growled at me for even thinking it.

"You haven't been around for almost two weeks, Greg, I wasn't being a w***e, Mr. Cruz so happens to be a physical therapist, I've been going through therapy."

"You mean that man has had his hands all over you and you just let it happen, don't you have any shame!"

"There's no shame to be had, Greg, it's nothing inappropriate they're just doing their jobs."

He seemed to think about it, then I could smell his fear, that old side of me melted at the thought that he didn't want to lose me. The look on his face said a different story, it was angry. What i didn't understand was at what?

"I'm gonna go see about getting out of here." I nodded and with help from a nurse, a human, I got dressed and waited for Greg to get back. I could hear him down the hall, someone had paid the bill, and it pissed Greg off.

"I can pay for it myself we're not some charity case!"

"I'm sorry sir, but it's done."

"Then give me the person's information!"

"I can't do that, sir."

"Are all the people in this hospital this stupid!" With that he fast walked back to the room.

"It's done lets go!" With that he pushed me in my chair and headed out the door. Before I was out the door Jen reached us and she handed me a few papers with exexercises and phone numbers.

"Call if you need anything."

"Thank you." with that she was gone and Greg went to get the car and once in the car. we headed home.