Omega by Kassanna

physical wound. She’d never known such heartache and prayed she never did again.
    Matos took Marree from her arms. “I’ll make sure she makes it safely to—”
    “I don’t want to know.” Robbie voice shook as she spoke. “As long as she has a happy, healthy and fruitful life…” She couldn’t get the words out, exhaling instead.
    “Understood.” He hefted the kid on his shoulder. “Keep your heads low and stay safe, dog.”
    “Ever wonder why cats are called pussies?” Colin smirked.
    “Shut up, wolf, there’s a child present.” Matos covered Marree’s ear and pressed her head against his shoulder. He smirked. “Be careful, friend.” Matos stalked to a waiting car across the road.
    She watched the car she could no longer see the taillights.
    Colin tapped her shoulder. “We have to go.”
    “I know.” She half turned toward him. “Where are we going?”
    “An old shack for the time being. From there, the world.”
    One last glance in the direction the car had gone, and she spun on her heel to stare at him. “Why are you naked?”
    “I’ll be running as a wolf, just in case.” His tone changed, becoming harder. “We’ll be moving fast, will you be able to keep up, luv?” His gaze dropped to her midsection.
    She ambled up to him, saw the concern in his eyes, and upped his chin. “Lead the way, wolf man.” She wanted comfort and reached around him to lock her hands behind his neck before placing her face on his chest. The solid thud of his heart filled her ear and the sound was soothing. His heat chased the chill from her body.
    “I need to move the car behind the garage.” He pulled away and she felt the loss of his warmth. “I’ll lead the way; we best get moving. I smell rain on the air.”
    “I don’t smell anything.” She lifted her head and sniffed the air.
    “Sadly, I am reminded that despite your beauty, you’re no animal.” He chuckled.
    “I’m sure you have more than enough beast for the both of us,” she responded wryly.
    “Baby, have you got that right.” He prowled away from her.
    She watched as he parked the car behind stacks of tires then stared in wonder as he shifted into a huge white wolf with black markings on his chest and feet. She never tired of seeing him shift. To witness his total transformation was awe-inspiring. “You’re beautiful.”
    He chuffed.
    “Fine, handsome.” She walked up to him and combed her fingers through his thick fur.
    Colin pulled away and started walking. He stopped long enough for her to follow before he resumed his pace. She halted and hurried back to the car; reaching into the window she grabbed the syringe and the rolled stack of papers. Straightening she stuck the syringe in her other pocket and sheets down between her cleavage.
    She rushed to where Colin stood. “Let’s go.”
    * * * *
    Fat drops of rain fell from the darkened sky; trees loomed high around them. Robbie was tired; she hadn’t said anything, but she was moving slower. They weren’t far from the cabin. In many ways the storm was a blessing. Water would dissipate their scents. He could keep her safe a little longer. Colin trotted around bushes and Robbie cried out as she tried to follow him. He rounded back.
    She held her arm as she climbed out the other side of the brush. “Can we at least avoid the thorny bushes?” Her words were being swallowed by the wind.
    He trotted to her and licked her forearm before nuzzling her side to encourage her to move.
    “I’m moving.” She trudged along and he stayed at her side leaning against her to urge her in the direction he wanted her to take.
    Not much farther, his paws sunk in thick mud, leaving gaping holes that quickly filled. A couple times she gripped the fur on his back to steady herself. They came over a ridge and the shack came into view. He sprinted across the meadow surrounding it and stopped to circle it. Pushing through the back door he stepped into the space and glanced around. The place was dry