22. Stolen Alpha

Aaro’s pov

I shouldn’t have said that, but it was the fucking truth. No matter how much this wasn’t Storm’s choice any more than it was mine, he was still going to mark me against my will. Maybe if things were different, then I would have chosen Storm as my mate.

I always hoped I would find my true mate, but that ship had fucking sailed the moment I was bought. Maybe even before then—maybe the moment I was brought to the damn school. It didn’t fucking matter anyway.

I saw how my remark hurt Storm, and all I could think of to make this better was to ask him to kiss me. I knew it fucking made me feel better. More than better. The orgasm he gave me was out of this fucking world, and I just wanted to make him feel good too.

I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing, but he seemed to enjoy it, and to be honest, I was enjoying it too. I didn’t think having someone’s dick inside my mouth would be fun, but hearing Storm grunt and hold on to my hair and knowing I was the one doing it to him was a really good fucking feeling.

I knew soon we’d have sex. I mean, it was inevitable. Not just because it was needed to complete the whole mating thing, but because the attraction to Storm was that big. I wanted him more every damn day, and I knew he wanted me just as badly, maybe even more.

After our perfect date, we went to bed. I laid in Storm’s arms thinking about what would happen next. Even though I still planned on escaping, I wanted my first time to be with Storm. I wanted to give him that. I trusted him, and I knew he’d never hurt me. Too bad, I would have to hurt him soon by leaving.

The next morning, Storm left for work, and I texted Eve. We met up for a late breakfast, and I was fucking nervous to talk to her.

"Uhm, so this is kind of awkward, seeing as you are Storm’s mom." I said.

"You can ask me anything, Aaro." Eve said, smiling at me.

"Storm’s been planning these dates for us, but I wanted to surprise him too. Uhm, you see, we haven't, um, done... that thing. You know, and uhm..."

Eve laughed, and I was pretty sure my face was the shade of a fucking tomato.

"You want to surprise Storm for your first time?"

I nodded. "I don’t want it to be on my birthday. That day will be hard enough with the marking, and it will feel too forced."

Eve sighed, "I know. It will be a hard day for the both of you. Despite how much you both like each other, being forced to mark one another won’t be what either of you envisioned. I wish things were different. I really do, Aaro."

"I know you do. I know you can’t leave the packhouse, but maybe you could help me in another way. I don’t really know anything about dates or about romance." I said, not wanting to think about the marking anymore.

Eve took my hand, "I don’t have any real friends here, but I do know the omegas pretty well. I know who to trust and who not to trust. There is one young woman, Samantha, around your age. She can take you shopping. I send her out on errands on my behalf sometimes. I’ll make a list, and then I’ll decorate the room on whatever night you prefer."

Eve and I ate breakfast together until this young woman popped into the room. She looked to be around twenty, and she was wearing an outfit I had seen some other omegas in. Her brown hair was tied in a ponytail, and she seemed nervous. It surprised me how little omega I had seen around the packhouse. Eve had shown me how many rooms there were on her side of the house, so there should be more omegas around.

"Future Luna Aaro, it’s really nice to meet you. I’m Samantha." She said, bowing her head.

"Aaro is fine." I replied, "I need to check with Storm to see if I can go out by myself first, but if I can, I’d love it if you could help me buy some things."

I texted Storm with Eve’s help, and he sent two guards to accompany us. I was kind of hoping to also be able to see where the pack was vulnerable and where I could escape from, but that would be fucking impossible now.

We were driven by the guards, and Samantha sat beside me in the backseat. "You know, I get very chatty when I’m nervous, so I will apologize in advance, but I have never hung out with anyone this important before."

I laughed, "I am not that important."

"But you are. You’re going to be the Luna of this pack soon, and I’m sure you’ll be just as good as Luna Ruby. You know we’re supposed to be hidden, us omegas. They like the house clean and the food ready, but the only omega you’ll see most of the time is the nanny of the other kids. We even have tunnels and secret passages we use to make sure we’re not walking around you guys, and now I am sitting next to the future Luna!"

"Tunnels?"

Samantha nodded. "It’s just to get from one end of the packhouse to the other. Also for supplies, you don’t want all the groceries being dragged through those white hallways."

"They don’t lead outside?" I asked.

She shook her head, "they lead to the service entrance. In the back, where we live. So, are you excited for your birthday party? We've been helping Luna Ruby plan it."

I faked a smile, "yes. Do I need to do something for the party? Dress up or...?"

Samantha’s eyebrows raised, "maybe we can get a dress for the party too! O my Goddess, that would be so exciting. I have always dreamed about wearing one of these dresses, and now I can help pick one out. I mean, if you’d like. Sorry, I am so nervous."

She looked like she was starting to sweat, and I didn’t know whether to laugh or feel bad for her. Nobody should feel this nervous around me. Nobody was this fucking nervous around my family, or at least I don’t remember them being.

I smiled at her, "it’s fine, Samantha. I’d love your help; I have no sense of fashion. I don’t even know how to wear make-up, and I’m used to wearing my hair in a braid all the time. Let’s just have fun today."

Samantha looked pretty excited when I said those last words, "I’m so lucky! And don’t worry, I am not one of those women who fooled around with future Alpha Storm. I mean, some of my colleagues could be so desperate for attention sometimes. Some of them even slept with—you know, the big man," she said, not daring to say Alpha Lex’s name—but I knew who she meant.

I felt a growl come up; even in the fucking packhouse, there were women that Storm had slept with. I didn’t know if I was pissed at him or pissed off at those women for touching what was mine.

Fuck. Mine. I would have to give him up soon, so I should stop thinking things like that. He wasn't mine.

"I apologize. See, my big mouth. I mean, he is a really good guy, and he doesn’t treat women like his father. I should just stop talking now. I am so sorry." Samantha said, when I didn’t respond.

"It’s fine. Everyone has a past, right?" I replied, pretending I didn’t just freak out.

"I met my mate a few months ago. Luckily, nobody cares who I mate with; we’re both omegas, and my parents were just happy I found someone. But a lot of people want to marry up. They have this dream where they can become more. But I don’t mind my job or life. It’s simple, but it suits me." Samantha said.

"I’m happy for you."

"O, no did it sound like I was saying you’re mating up. Because I wasn’t. I meant…"

I stopped Samantha from spiraling out of control by saying, "I know you weren’t talking about me."

"I really wasn’t. Alpha Lex would never let someone with lower genes mate his son anyway."

Yeah, I knew that all too fucking well.

I let Samantha talk about the pack and her life while we checked everything off Eve’s list until we arrived at a little boutique.

Samantha whispered so the guards wouldn’t overhear us, "I think you’re supposed to go in there and pick out something sexy."

My eyes went wide. "I don’t know what that means!"

"I don’t have the money for that stuff, but maybe we can ask someone in there."

Fuck. It was already stressful enough, and now I needed to get dressed up to have sex? Why? wouldn't it get taken off anyway?

We went inside, and this nice lady showed us some things, some of which made me and Samantha laugh really hard. Did she really think I was going to dress up in some leather suit with chains? What the fuck was that even for? Do people like getting tied up?

Let’s just do something fucking simple.

"Uhm, maybe just something cute?" I asked the woman, and she pulled out this really nice see-through dress that wasn’t even long enough to cover most of my ass. But I guess that was on purpose? She paired it with a tiny pair of underwear, because apparently, even though it’s fucking freezing, women should just wear underwear the size of a baby's sock.

Then we stopped for a bite to eat and went shopping for a dress. I said I was going to have fun with Samantha, and although I preferred it to going to school, this wasn’t my idea of fun either. Walking around, going from store to store, taking off all my fucking clothes to try one or two things, and then having to put everything on again. It was annoying. But by the end of the afternoon, we had found a perfect birthday dress.

"It’s so nice of future Alpha Storm to pay for everything." Samantha said and it suddenly dawned on me that everything costs a lot of fucking money, and I just spent it like it was nothing. I didn’t know shit about money, and I really hoped I didn’t spend too much.

We came back to the packhouse, and Storm was already waiting for me, smiling when he saw all the bags in the back of the car.

"You know I could have gone with you. I’m free tomorrow."

"I know you dislike it." I replied.

Samantha looked at Storm in awe and quickly bowed her head. "Thank you for the day, future Luna Aaro. I will get back to work now."

"This is Samantha," I said to Storm. "She helped me shop today."

Storm looked at Samantha and extended his hand, which Samantha took hesitantly. "Thank you, Samantha."

Samantha quickly left, and Storm took all the bags upstairs. "Did you have fun?"

I shrugged, "it was okay."

"Shopping isn’t your thing either, is it?" Storm joked as he pulled me into his arms.

"No, but Samantha was nice. Talked a lot, though."

"So, for tonight. I thought we’d do something simple. Dinner and a movie?"

I didn't know whether to pretend not to know what movies were. I went to the movies before I was taken, but how could tell him I remember going to the movies, but I don’t remember my parents?

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the story got signed. Don't know how long it will take before it's up on the app, but I will ask the Iron Alpha to be marked as completed today. Hope you'll all join me on the Stolen Alpha.

And thanks for the suggestions ;) As you can read i've used your idea of involving Eve a bit. and making things romantic. I figured Aaro knows very little about romance, so she needs help.