Omega's Submission

Ch 03

However, he was quicker as he grabbed my arm and leaned into me.

'How did he manage to sneak up on me?!'

'That darn music.'

"You thought you could escape from me?" He murmured, leaning closer in. His hand gripped my elbow while the other was now on my hair pulling them back and exposing my neck to him.

"What the f**k do you think you're doing?" I pushed hard on him and he staggered back. The sinister smile returned on his face. "Playing hard to get?"

Either the guy was delusional or he simply wasn't planning on giving up.

"Back the f**k off." I cursed and went to grab my bag when he grasped my wrist, the grip was painful but a wave of healing power from Frost had me soothed in an instant.

"You have no idea who you're cursing at bitch." He spat on my face before twisting me around, pinning my hand to my back. He was strong, too strong this way. My senses went numb for a moment and my stomach churned as he roamed his other hand over me.

"LET GO OF ME." I gritted out, keeping my voice low. Anyhow, I didn't want Sage or anyone else coming in here and finding out about the backpack I had prepared. However, it was the least of my problems when I felt his hand nearing the waistband of my trousers. My eyes widened and I thrashed in his grip.

'Let me out, Elara. Let me protect us.' Frost growled in my head and my vision began to shift.

But it would be too risky to shift right now and tear through my clothes, which would cost me more time to change and prepare. I needed to act now. No one would come to save me but myself this time and all the time I had suffered at the hands of everyone... I have failed myself enough. This was my chance, to stand, fight and liberate myself.

'Elara.' My wolf was enraged as she fought to gain control now instead of asking me but I refused to let go. Her pull grew stronger and so did my will to settle this on my own, in the neutral way. At some point, as he dipped his hand down my waist I felt my control slipping slightly. My fingers curled into claws, sharpened and I sliced through his grip. A hiss resounded from him as his hold slipped but it wasn't long before he mirrored my actions and his claws emerged.

A rage took over me, as Frost tried to overpower and in a frenzy, I charged onto him.

"You b***h. I will teach you-" Before he could finish the sentence, I pounced on him and tackled him to the floor. A grunt resounded from him and instinctively, I clawed into his face. I could feel all of my pent-up anger releasing onto him. How dare he touch me? Was I a plaything for him to play with whenever and however he would want?

Each thought played into my head as I continued to claw him out.

"How f*****g dare you." I couldn't believe my voice. How feral it sounded compared to the usual silent one. My innocence was gone as I took it all out, let my wrath unleash onto him for what he was going to do to me. Something about finding my wolf had changed me and I felt stronger and powerful.

Claw after claw, I continued through the blood streaks and my blurred vision was filled with crimson. The metallic scent of blood was a faint sense of reality as to what I was doing but all I saw was red.

'Breathe.'

I paused, panting heavily.

'You're in control. Channel your power.' another unfamiliar voice resounded in my head and this time, I broke through the red and could feel my control channelling in.

'You're safe. We're coming for you.' One after another, the three voices soothed me. They were familiar yet I couldn't recognize them. Who were these men? But I was too lost to comprehend that as their presence receded leaving me to regain my sanity.

Slowly, my senses returned. The blood wasn't just a colour anymore but a pool of flowing liquid on the kitchen floor, with flesh and skin coating my claws. The smell became stronger and it was then that I realized what I had done. The man's limp body lay there unmoving, as his distorted face bled. Scurrying, I crawled off and away from him.

What have I done?

'Frost.' I reached out to the only support I could find.

'Run.' was all she said and I gulped. One last look at the mess I had made and I grabbed my bag as I fled for the door. I had to be out of the door and far out of sight before the others could scent the blood. My legs shook and I stumbled a few steps on my way out but I did make it. The moment I was out of the house, Frost didn't let me argue and neither did I resist as she took over.

We ran and ran and ran into the night. It was late and gladly no one in the Eclipse Pack was awake enough to notice a white wolf running towards the wood.

The woods. I had decided to take the most dangerous way out of our pack if I didn't want to be followed. I had done something so horrible that it wouldn't surprise me if the entire pack decided to go after me. At least, I was sure that no one would be daring enough to follow me into the forest. They would think me dead and I might even end up dead, though a part of me believed otherwise.

I had survived the Nightwood Forest once as an infant, I could survive it again.

Deeper and deeper, we ran into the woods and kept looking ahead. Not once did Frost look back or I tried to make her. In this form, she mainly had the control but it wasn't that I couldn't feel anything. We were equally present and it was only a matter of who was in control. Frost was more focused and asserted than me and everything about her revelation to me had empowered me. It was that drive with the pent-up anger that had led me here, running after attacking someone.

I hadn't even considered if the guy was alive or dead. What mattered to me was to get away in time and I had managed to escape but at what cost?

The sound of the paws scraping against dirt and rock resounded in the eerily quiet of the forest as we came to a halt. Through the warmness of the fur, I could feel the cold of the night fighting to penetrate through it. Clouds of smoke formed with each exhale as I scanned the vicinity. There was no one here... at least not in sight. Panting, Frost sat us down.

'We need to hide.' She said as a plant rustled and a bird flew off. I could feel the relaxed ears, going on alert as Frost quietly lowered us behind a bush. I had given her over the entire control since I was incapable of processing anything at that moment.

Another rustle resounded, and we curled around ourselves in a ball of fur. There were rogues out here, in this forest as it majority part of it was no pack's land. I wondered if I was about to become the feast of one of them or worse, an entire pack of them. No matter the anger or strength, I would be nothing short of weak in front of trained or wild wolves.

The rustling grew closer and I wrapped around myself tighter. This was it, I would be eaten or attacked badly. I tried to take in the scent, to figure out if it was even a wolf but to my dismay, there was nothing.

"Ah, found you." an oddly familiar voice startled me, making a shiver run down my spine.

"There she is." The second one of the men spoke followed by the third. "We have been looking for you." Their voices were a mix of darkness, excitement and promises I didn't know existed. My eyes squinted as Frost tried to make them out.

Why do they sound familiar? Do we know them? - I wondered, staring blankly at the silhouettes of their body. Three figures stood in a might that matched the darkness and threat of the forest and I couldn't help but yearn for more. Our body was on fire instantly and for the first time since I have transformed, I felt Frost shudder.

There were goosebumps all over us and even in our wolf form, the towering figures were too huge and strong to let the action go unnoticed and I could sense their eyes on me, gleaming gold in the dark.

'I know who they are.' - finally she spoke through her mind link. Her elegant voice seemed panicked and huskier as if she was afraid that they could hear us through the link.

'Are they the rebel rogue pack who has come to take us?'

A deep laugh rumbled from one of them and the other just snorted while the middle one remained silent and unmoving. I could sense the mischief radiating off them as if they could read all my thoughts.

'Oh we will surely be taken away now but not by some rogues-' there was a dramatic pause, 'but by them. The voices in our head, the ones that pulled us back to reality.'

It began to dawn on me as to why did they sound so familiar. We had heard them before in my head, as their words held me back from losing my sanity.

'How can it be?' I muttered to Frost in disbelief. Apart from your wolf or mate, nobody could speak through mind links.

A pause, then another as the reality began to sink in.

'They are our mates. We have been blessed with not one but three mates, Elara Nightwood.'