CHAPTER 3- TAKE CARE OF IT

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~How can a lost ever become a victory?~

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How did this happen...? The beast, the same one she had come to kill was her mate. She didn’t get it, she didn’t understand...how could the beast be her mate? And how could it be an omega in human form?

Omegas could not withstand the power the beast had according to the elders, so...what was this now?

Was she mistaken? No, she couldn’t have been, she saw the full transformation, the beast had turned into a man, this man...

Should she...should she kill him?

If she did, then she’d really get to prove herself to father, but she would be left without her true mate for the rest of her life...would she be able to live like that?

But even if she couldn’t, how would she ever love a beast?

Verya lifted her gun, pointing it at him. He was dangerous, he’d probably try to kill her when he woke up, she had to kill him.

Her finger pressed lightly against the trigger but stopped when the omega in front of her groaned. He reached for his injured arm, the one she had shot him in, holding his hand against the wound.

“Hurts...help me...someone help me please...”

His eyes flickered open and when they met hers, fear scourged them completely.

He sat up slowly, shuffling back as tears blossomed in his obsidian eyes. “Are you...that gun...? Will you kill me? We...we’re mates.”

“And do you think I don’t know that?” Verya lifted her gun, steadying it at him. “I’ll kill you even if it means I’ll feel pain.”

The tears that had settled in his eyes fell down his cheeks, his hand falling impotently by his side. “So...So, in the end, not even my mate wants to save me? I don’t know what I did to anger you, but if you must kill me, do it... I’m better off dead anyways.”

The pitiful look in his eyes pulled at her heart strings, but she remained austere. “You don’t know what you did?”

“I-I don’t even know how I ended up here...it hurts, it hurts all over and I don’t know why.”

Verya tilted her head as she looked at him, confused. “You don’t? Then what do you remember? Where were you before you woke up here?”

He turned away from her, clenching his fists. “I-I was behind the pack house...I was about to get beaten.”

“Then how a...?” Verya jutted the gun at him. “You better not be lying to me.”

The omega shook his head frantically. “I’m not, S-So please tell me... how did I get here and why...why are you pointing a gun at me? I’m scared.”

Goddess...Verya’s eyes drifted to the sky as she shook her head in disbelief. He wasn’t lying, was he? There was this innocent look on his face, this clueless expression that undoubtedly made him look cute.

His blonde chin-length hair was scattered messily across his forehead, his obsidian eyes staring at her with so much hope that she unconsciously dropped her gun, becoming defenceless. “It’s nothing, I just found you here, so I thought you were the beast...come here.”

It was a lie, but could she tell such an angel looking boy that he was a beast that she came to kill?

Slowly he crept over to her, but stopped mid-way. “The gun...I’m scared of the gun.”

Verya dropped the gun completely, stashing it aside. It was a foolish decision, but blame that look embedded on his handsome face. “It’s gone, come now.”

The omega’s eyes drifted over to the gun, then back at her before finally closing the distance between them. “I...I’m...” he looked away from her shyly. “Please... don’t h-hurt me.”

“I won’t.” She grabbed his hand, the one that had been injured, noticing that the bullet wound was gone now, completely healed. “You can heal fast too, huh? What’s your name?”

He swallowed. “Sathe...Sathe Burne.”

“Nice name.”

“Will you...will you reject me? I-I still haven’t gotten my wolf, I’m useless and you... you’re an alpha.”

His head was held down, voice pitiful and desperate. “I’ve always wanted a mate, but I never had hope that they’d want me back, so it’s okay...you can reject me.”

“Are you telling me what to do right now?” Verya lifted his chin, her hazel eyes staring him down in a way that it was impossible for him to not cower. For some reason, his words which coaxed her to reject him angered her. “You’re right, I’m an alpha...you have no right telling me what I’m supposed to do with you.”

She leaned closer to him, her lips so close to his ears. “I won’t reject you... you’re cute, and so my mark will soon be right here.”

Her finger tapped his neck and he shivered, the rapid and loud beat of his heart audible to his ears. “O-Okay...”

“Good boy...”

She let him loose, moving away from him. Good boy? Was she a f*cking kinky pervert? He was the beast, what was so f*cking good about him anyway?

His scent? Fresh mint leaves and lotus flower...

Or his face...so tiny and yet so handsome.

Verya wasn’t sure of that, and she wasn’t sure what exactly she was going to do with him either.

He seemed innocent, seemed like someone incapable of even killing an ant, but something so dangerous was lurking right inside of him. She couldn’t take him home, father would kill him if he ever found out that the beast was within him...and somehow she didn’t want that to happen.

He was her mate...a weak and puny omega, if she didn’t protect him, who would?

Standing to her feet, she picked up her gun, placing it in the strap against her thigh. “If you’re going to come with me, follow me now.”

Sathe nodded, shakily standing to his feet. His cheeks were red, his neck and ears too...perhaps because he was standing on the borderline of fear and happiness.

His mate had this dark, austere aura around her, but she said she wouldn’t reject him, she told him she’d mark him and showed him exactly where...

That...just that managed to rile him right up. The way she said it, her voice, it made his body hot. He’d never felt this way before...he...he

His steps stopped when hers did, and she turned to stare at him. “But will you follow me around like that? Are you a pervert?”

Sathe’s hands that were situated in front of his most private area shivered. “I-I...I’m sorry...?”

“I can smell your arousal Sathe and your little hands are doing absolutely nothing to hide it.”

“Uh...I...I’m...” Sathe stepped back when she took a step towards him, continuing until his bare back landed against a tree.

“Take care of it Sathe or perhaps you want me to do it for you?”

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A/N// Don’t worry Sathe, I’m hard too!

Lmao they’ve finally met, my people, what do you guys think?

Y’all ship them or nah?

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