Claiming His Omega

Unexpectedly the Beginning

Aldrick

I stand there looking into the dark abyss on the other side of the door before I take a step in. Immediately, the darkness is replaced by a dim light from the single barred window on the far side of the wall. I was standing in Emma's studio apartment. To the left of the door was a kitchenette with a microwave, a double burner stove on the counter next to a small sink. A small island with a stool on one side completed the kitchen area. Next to the kitchenette was a door that I assumed led to a bathroom. To the right of the main door, against one wall, was a long gaming desk with a mouse pad covering the top and several monitors anchored to the back of the desk. A massive computer tower took up a large space between the desk and storage. Three laptops were stacked on top of the tower, along with an empty ramen cup. To the side of that along the wall several bins containing computer parts were stored. Across from her work area against the wall was a ratty-looking futon. The walls were bare and missing paint. If I were to lay down and stretch out, my body would reach both walls. It was a small space.

My eyes finally land on Emma, standing a few feet from me. Her eyes were wide in shock. She was wearing a faded black V-neck t-shirt that sat low on her chest and black skinny jeans with holes. A simple leather necklace with beads and multiple leather bracelets completed her look. I'm hoping she doesn't panic; I know it must be weird for some random man to just show up in your safe place. I open my mouth to speak, but she beats me to it.

"Holy frankin f**k, you're hot!" she yells out and takes a step closer to me. Her hands are out in front of her like she's about to squeeze, but it fails to connect in my head.

Okay, not what I was expecting...

"Damn, your t**s are huge." She said as she stepped into my space and gave my chest a squeeze. I'm stunned. Really, what the hell?? I smack her hands off me and cover my chest with my hands, trying to protect my n*****s from further assault. I can feel my face heating in a hard blush. I'm f*****g blushing!

"Wha-I.... MEN DON'T HAVE t**s! We have pectorals, pecs, not t**s!" I semi yell and huff out. The nerve of this...how dare she, t**s, she said! Emma just stood there looking up at me until a small, seductive smile spread across her face and her eyes narrowed. I was instantly both turned on and scared. It was a weird combo, even for me.

"Imma Billy goat that beard," she said under her breath as she stepped further into me and stretched her body upwards towards my face. I could feel her small chest press against my arms, arms that were trying to protect my innocence. My arm shot out from between us and I instinctively palmed her face with my hand and pushed her away at arm's length, I knew from that distance her short arms wouldn't reach any other part of my body, at least I hoped she couldn't. If I had to continue feeling those small t**s, I might end up bending her over. I couldn't hear her muffled reply with my hand, but she stopped squirming and then I felt her tongue come out and give my palm a long lick. Ugh, I quickly released her head and wiped my hand down my pants.

"What the hell? This is my damn dream, and I can't even score in here," she muttered out, full of irritation and frustration. She gave me a disgruntled look and folded her arms across her chest. She was cute, even irritated. I shook off the small smile that was about to cross my face. I need to focus. I'm not sure how I lost control over this situation so quickly, but I need to get control, and fast.

"Look, this isn't a dream I need you to listen...." I start off saying but she interrupted before I could finish my sentence.

"WAIT, I'm not dreaming! Then... wait. Am I dead? Did the Moon Goddess send you? Are you here to escort me to the other side? Did I just grope a reaper? Daebak, hot reaper. " She was shooting off questions and I could tell she was about to go into full panic mode. "NO, NOOOOOOO, nooooo, no..... I can't die yet. I'm still a virgin! I've never seen a p***s, or another person’s vajayjay outside porn or mangas. Send me back, you f*****g giant!"

I'm losing control of the situation again. She was funny, really, but I need to rein her in. I shoot my hand out to put a stop to her panic induced tirade and put a finger up. "If you could just... just shut up for a minute". I take a deep calming breath and continue. You're not dead. I'm real and I need you to wake up now".

She's looking at me in disbelief and asks, "How did you get in here if you're real?"

"Lycan," I say while pointing to myself.

She nodded her head in understanding. "Ooh, that makes sense," she said.

"Again, I need you to wake up, now. We have a lot to do". I gave her an impatient sigh and tap my wrist like I'm some f*****g white rabbit. I hope she just follows me out the door, but no such luck.

She scoffs as she walks away from me and plops down on her futon; she folds her legs under her and looks back up at me. "You don't think I've tried? I can't reach Abby, my wolf, and I'm not leaving this place without her. She's all I have."

I stare at her for a moment, processing everything that just happened in the last few minutes. She doesn't seem like someone that just went through a life-changing event. "Do you remember what happened to you? I'm only asking because you seem calm and a little...?" She looked up at me in surprise.

"How do you know what happened to me?" she asked, suspicious.

I put my hands up. "I got you out of there and it's a really long story we will get to as soon as I get you to wake up," I promise. "Just think of me as your guardian.”

She nods her head in understanding. "Yeah, I remember everything. I'm not sure how long I've been in here, but I've had a lot of time to think about it all. " She sighs and rubs her hands up and down her legs. "What happened wasn't my fault. I did nothing wrong. It happened to me, but it's still up to me to decide how I want to go forward. I can say I'm a victim, I can say I'm a survivor, I can say I'm a warrior and none of those titles would be wrong, but I will not let some douche bags decide who and what I am. No one is going to put a title on me I don't want. " She stood up and walks towards me while talking. "If I let what happened consume me, then I would be the only one hurting. Are they hurting? No, they don't care, they're moving on with their lives, no one is going to turn back the clock and fix this s**t, it happened, I can't change that, but I can move on, I can get revenge, I can fight back, I can succeed in life." She sighs. "I have dreams and hopes. I have things I want and I will not hit pause in my life.”

I'm stunned. Who is this girl? She's amazing and nothing like I thought she would be. She's far stronger than most warriors I've known. She's badass and I'm impressed. Just before I can tell her any of that, I hear a screech that has us both jumping. Before I can turn around, Walter crashes through her door, turns around and slams it shut. He walks forward twitching and agitated. He keeps looking over his shoulder like he's waiting for whatever is chasing him to catch him. Something visibly shook him up, and I instantly went into a fighting stance, thinking we were under attack.

"Al, Al.... we have to leave before she gets here," Walter pants out. I can hear the desperation in his voice. "We gotta run, man. We gotta get out of here. " He's pulling at the fur on his head. He can't even look at me. I still don't understand and Emma looks startled but more curious than frightened.

My wolf was hunched over in the small space. He took up most of the area. His jet black coat was puffed out and the fur on his back was standing on end. He was in survival mode. His golden eyes were glazed over in fear, and he was breathing heavy. He was clutching his chest like he was trying to catch his breath.

"Her wolf, man...her wolf. You told me this would be easy, just a jaunt in the fucken woods, easy peasy and then butterbeer". He ran his claws through the fur on his head. He was clearly agitated "She's crazy, Al, a total perv". Walter scoots closer to me. I snap my head up and look at Emma. She has her hands firmly covering her face with her eyes peeking out between her fingers. Her shoulders are shaking. She removes her hand, and I can see the smile she was desperately trying to suppress. Apparently, the wolf and human are alike.

Walter stalked up to me and yanked his tail forward into my face "Look what she did to my tail, LOOK AT IT!" He had a death grip on his tail, but you could clearly see the saliva trail along the end of his now ruffled tail "She bit my damn tail, my beautiful f*****g tail. I am lycan, of the goddesses’ first children, we are her chosen ones and that wolf..." He pointed dramatically at the door with a growl "She just, just......". Walt was opening and closing his paws in an attempt to calm himself.

Emma took a deep breath while holding her chest to regain her composure. "You found my wolf? Sounds like she's okay. That b***h," Emma muttered.

'Yeah, she's coming, and we need to leave. Now, before she catches me again. She's fast... she has little legs but so fast" Walter mumbled out and began stomping to the door, “I'm out!”. He swung the door open, and it bounced against the wall before crashing closed again causing me to flinch. He's really dramatic sometimes.

I look back at Emma. "When she gets here, I need you to wake up," I tell her. She nods her head in agreement and I opened the door to follow Walter out. I close the door and look back at it, trying to memorize every detail since this was more than likely the last time I will see it.

I walked back along the path I had taken to get here and begin counting. We all have our own ways to get in and out of the dream world, and this one was mine. By the time I got to ten, my eyes were opening, and I was back in the hospital room looking over at Emma. She was still sleeping, the monitors still beeping in that even rhythm, letting me know nothing has changed yet.

She surprised me and I needed to get my feelings under control; I was definitely attracted to her. My whole body inside and out reacted to her, and that wasn't going to work out at all. Not only is she too damn young, but I highly doubt she would want anything to do with me in that capacity. Dreams were one thing and reality another. I'll have to keep my one sided crush to myself.

I really need to have a talk with the guys that created that file on her. They were way off on a few things. Shy and reserved my ass, she was like a tiny demon...