Hot Attraction to my Omega

Julian POV:

I wondered what the future would bring? Guided by the moonlight and blinded by the urge behind my light orange eyes to see what laid ahead. I walked with precision as the crumbling of leaves underneath my feet crushed: bare footed as I connected with the soil and my toes sunk into the earth like porridge.

My ears were alert. “Followed. Am I being followed?” Each time I came to a halt, I heard a whisper of footsteps. I must check-in and the hours were growing late. But again; footsteps, and the faint sound of crunnnch… crunnnch…crunnnch that was trying to be as quiet as possible, but failed with so many autumn leaves upon the ground.

If I was being trailed, they were no good at it. I wanted to shapeshift. Prepare myself for the inevitable. But ahead: twenty-five yards exactly, is where I would meet Ethan. And I ran for it…pacing as I stroked the scars on my back — as often a tinge and prickle of pain would surge and send me into a shudder-spasm.

I’m close. As I ignored the stalker that seemed to crunch-crunch-crunch louder. But I’m there, relaxed, catching my breath as I busted through and then slightly skidded to a halt on the floorboards with a smooth finish as the saloon doors smacked each other like those of the Wild West.

“You’re here. Late though. I expected you sooner.” Ethan, as always, was bound to let an individual know the truth without sugar-coating. No mention that I came through like I was chased by a pack of hungry wolves.

“Sorry.” I walked to the check-in desk. “Delayed. How are the babies?”

“No excuse.” A smirk formed. “They are doing well! So, you want to confirm the single room—”

“Make that two.” “What!” I shouted. “Two it is then.” “No!”

I turned to see my little sister — to my dismay. I hold it in…even if she was there in a happy state. My veins did not lie as I ground my teeth and bat my eyes to hold back the urge to string-alive my little sister. Blanca stood behind me with a big smirk upon her face.

“Blanca, what are you—” My phone rang. “No need to guess who this is? It was you who sneaked behind me, huh?”

Blanca shrugged. And that only made me madder. I squeezed the phone and she still smiled mockingly; as if being thirteen-years-old meant anything you did would be forgiven.

“You shouldn’t be here!” I vented through clenched teeth and then answered the phone. “Hello?” I settled myself.

“Julián, son, you’ll never guess what?” I sighed. “What, Father?”

“I’ve only gone and lost your little sister. I turned my back for a minute and the little miss disappeared into thin air. She was quietly playing and then—”

“And then somehow ended up on my trail as if she herself was sneaking for a mate?”

“Ah. So, that’s where she has found herself!” He didn’t sound happy. “Why can’t she be a normal thirteen-year-old and obey her father!”

I looked to Blanca. He asked for too much if he wanted her to be obedient.

“I’ll keep her safe.”

“That’s only part of my concern. My worry is this free nature she adapts. Julián, you tell her, from me, that she will be grounded for a month! And no leniency will be granted. Understood?”

“Yes, Father. I was going to suggest that we ground her.” He hung up. “You never learn.”

“Oh well. It’s an important night for you and you could do with the help.”

Ethan interrupted me from saying anything further. Good job he did. “You’re both checked in. I hope you have a good night. It should be.”