Heat again

Heat again
As soon as they were gone, I let out a shaky breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. The silence that followed was oppressive, but at least it was mine.

I curled up slowly on the cold floor, the chains rattling with each movement. My body ached, my wrists were raw, and my mind was a whirlwind of fear and rage. The cold concrete beneath me only made everything worse, sending chills through my body that had nothing to do with the temperature. My thoughts spun wildly, trying to make sense of everything that had happened. I felt like a caged animal, stripped of dignity, stripped of power.

I could feel my whimpers threatening to escape as I really tried to get out of these shackles. I tried gnawing at the chains, slamming myself against the wall, and pulling at the chains but nothing budged. I kept on with this until I got shocked again by the collar. I whimpered and quickly rolled myself up in a ball in the corner which was as far as the chains would let me go. Was there a camera in here or something? I laid there on the floor and softly whimpered before I heard the door start to unlock. I quickly rose on all fours, mainly putting weight on my legs, and stared at the door intensely. I was expecting either Winston or Xavier but it was neither of them. Instead, it was that lady from before. I allowed her to walk in two steps before growling lowly, getting louder the closer she got.

She was now just a few feet away from me, and if it wasn't for the muzzle I would of launched right at her by now. She slowly kneeled and set the plate down, which consisted of mainly steak, but there was also asparagus and a few small potatoes on the side. I leaned down to smell it and my mouth watered almost instantly. I stared at the plate for several more seconds before I saw her make a sudden move, leaning her hand down to grab a piece of the steak which set me off. As much as it hurt, I pulled my claws out and lunged at her, scratching her right in the face. She immediately gathered herself and took a few steps back before pressing that same button that she did earlier. I grabbed the plate once she let her guard down and carefully hid it behind me. My wolf instincts were taking over, and I've never felt this way over some food.

"He's being territorial and not cooperating." She spoke with such calmness as if I didn't just scratch the shit out of her face, but that's when I noticed the wound was basically healed. I sat there and stared at her none wounded face in shock, wondering how she healed so fast. Was it this pack's thing? Was it just her? I didn't know, but it sent a chill down my spine. What else could they do?

Once she was done talking to whoever it was, she stepped back and waited beside the door. I looked back to make sure the food was still there before turning back to look at her, not breaking eye contact. I'm sure if she didn't work for my, mates, she would have beat the shit outta me just then, maybe even killed me. She was way bigger than me which was very unusual for me because I was so used to being bigger and taller than everyone around me. I'm sure she was also way stronger than me, and I could smell the werewolf scent of this pack off of her meaning she was one of them. I hadn't seen there little kingdom yet so I wasn't sure if everyone were werewolves here or not. A couple minutes passed by of us having a staring contest before the door was suddenly whispering something to the lady as they swapped places. Alpha Xavier quietly shut the door and stared at me long enough to make me feel queasy before slowly walking towards me, again, keeping his movements as little as possible. I wasn't sure of his intentions which made me unsure of what to do.

He was now just a few feet away from me and I let out a small growl before looking back at my food to protect it. I heard him let out a small chuckle before holding out his hand like he did before, but the only difference was that he was now sitting exactly on the floor instead of kneeling like earlier. I tilted my head slightly before lowering myself to sniff his hand. I felt way calmer as his scent filled my nose. It really did calm my nerves. Something about him, as much as I hated it, drew me in like a moth to flame.

We just sat there for a while without saying a word to each other as I smelled him. "May I see your plate? I'm just going to feed you, so don't worry, my little kitten." I looked at him and almost moved aside, but something told me not to trust him. I was debating on what to do until I got distracted and looked down, seeing something hanging out of one of his large pockets. I think he could tell I was looking at it because he slowly lowered his hand and pulled the object out. It was a small stuffed pink bunny. "I was straightening my office and I guess I forgot to put this back," he said chuckling, looking down at me. I leaned over closer to him and sniffed it. It smelt just like him and Winston. "Winston gave me this many years ago on our 20th birthday , so it's very special to me. Would you like to hold it for me?" I listened to him closely, then looked up at him when he offered for me to hold it. "Here, how about this. If you let me see your plate, you can hold onto this at the same time."

I thought about it carefully before I went behind me and pulled my plate out from its spot, dragging it over to him. I then carefully grabbed the little stuffed bunny with my wrists and pushed it against myself. I watched as he gently picked up a piece of the steak and steadily brought it closer to me. I didn't expect him to take off my muzzle or anything but I also didn't expect to be hand fed through the little gap at the top of it, but I didn't complain. I was hungry.

Piece by piece he fed me through the little gap of the muzzle, being very gentle and careful the whole time. I grew full and turned my head when he brought another piece of food near me. "Are you finished?" He asked very gently in a soft tone. I stayed quiet and nodded, getting a smile in return. I didn't know what had came over me but when his hand got closer I let him pet me, and even pushed my head deeper into his hand. "Your the most beautiful omega I've ever laid my eyes on," he commented, throwing me off guard. I suddenly felt my body start to heat up like it did when I first met them, I could tell I was suddenly going into heat again. It began happening to quick and I whimpered, unable to think straight.

Everything was becoming a blur. My vision swam, the edges of the room fading away like mist. My chest rose and fell rapidly, each breath more desperate than the last. The warmth spread through my limbs like liquid fire, and my skin prickled with need. It was unbearable, this pull, like a tide crashing over me with no escape. I pressed the bunny tighter to my chest, seeking comfort, grounding, anything.

But there was nothing to hold onto.

Nothing but heat.

Nothing but him.