11 - Revelations

Weston lets the omega sink into the healing embrace.

He can feel him falling asleep against his shoulder and can’t imagine how exhausted he must be. Once he hears Millan's breathing even out, he gently laid him on the bed, pulling the covers over his small frame and brushing his hair out of his face.

His wolf’s relief is immense. Analyzing what just happened though, he frowns.

Falling asleep after a simple alpha/omega embrace is kind of an intense reaction. He wants to go and get Nara so she can check on him, but he also never wants to leave Millan's side again.

That’s when he hears a distinctive crack on the wooden floor by the door, outside of the room.

“Amir, I know you’re out there. Come in.”

Not hearing anything, Weston repeats himself but taints it with an Alpha Command.

Sure enough, the blond appears in the doorway, sheepish.

“Sorry, Weston. I was just, you know we have to talk about all this, right? It complicates things. How can you still think you’re going to send him away?