Third Person's POV Noah rips the head off of a rogue as Andrew, and his group of warriors finally arrive from Thaddeus's pack. Andrew barrels into the group of rogues that were surrounding Michael as he struggled to stand his ground. Everyone's exhausted, the fight's been going on for hours. Michael has sustained significant injuries during the fight, and he stumbles to the next rogue. Andrew and his group head past Noah where the majority of the enemies are. They quickly begin taking them down one by one. Three rogues and two of Jackson's warriors circle a weak and wounded Michael as he barely manages to stand upright. One of the warriors lunges at Michael and the rest follow, taking him down to the ground. Michael grunts, greeting his teeth as they claw, scratch, and bite him. Noah's head whips around when he feels the mate bond get significantly weaker. Since they are not fully mated and marked, they don't have that connection that allows them to feel when the other is hurt.

Michael's POV I woke up trying to move my left hand but felt a weight on it. I slowly opened my eyes and turned my head to see what it was. My heart skipped a beat when I saw a head full of messy white hair laying on my arm. Noah's mouth was slightly open, letting out soft little snores. I noticed drool dripping from the side of his mouth and pooling on my arm just under his mouth. I couldn't help but chuckle at how cute he looked. I reached over and ran my fingers through his hair, brushing the hair away from his face. I run my hand along the side of his face and he starts to stir and nuzzles his face into my arm more. A little soft sound escaped his mouth as he does this. I cupped his cheek and my thumb gently caressed it. His eyes slowly fluttered open before landing on mine. I braced myself for Noah to get mad that I was touching him. I know he usually gets mad at me when I touch him, but I was hoping that has changed. But knowing him, it probably hasn't, and I brace myself. B

Noah's POV "So where are we going?" I asked Michael as I sat in the passenger seat looking at him. "Somewhere." He replied. "Duh!" I said, rolling my eyes. Jerk! 45 minutes later and I swore I was about to fall asleep until we finally pulled down a little path that looked like it was hardly used. "Umm, I'm not sure what kind of restaurant is going to be down a road like this," I said looking at him with my eyebrow cocked. He didn't even bother responding, or look at me, he simply smirked. I let out an exaggerated sigh as I rolled my eyes and turned my head to look out the window. Jerk! 20 minutes later and we're driving down this stupid off-road makeshift trail. "So, are you like, planning on dragging me out here in the middle of nowhere, just to murder me?... Because you know you could have done that back at the pack house." I said, giving him a bored look. "Impatient are we!" Michael said with a smile. "Just saying... I mean, I thought we were going out to dinner, and he

Michael's POV "What the fuck Michael! Did you have to hold him there that long with the command?" I heard Ryder yell from the stairs. "I know, I didn't mean to!" I yelled without looking at him. I scooped Noah's limp body up and carried him to my office. I held him tight against my chest as my eyes stung and burned. I looked down on my beautiful little Omega, his head lying back limp. His face is blotchy, and stained with tears. His mouth is slightly opened... I felt a tear run down my face as I walked into the office and kicked the door shut with my foot. I walked over to the recliner and sat down. I readjusted him in my arms, as I reclined us back, laying down. I brought a trembling hand to his face, as I brushed the wet sweaty hair away. "I'm so sorry!" I whispered as I wiped the tears away from his face. Goddess, I fucked up! I swore I would never do that to him again. I felt sick to my stomach. How can I have done that? I was so afraid he was going to run away and nev

Noah's POV I woke up feeling warm and more comfortable than I ever have. I nuzzle my face into my body pillow as I slowly start to move my body. My body pillow feels so warm and comfortable, so I slowly climb all the way on it, and nuzzle into it while moving my body around to get comfortable. My pillow smells so amazing as I press my nose against it and take a deep breath in, taking in the wonderful scent. For some reason, the scent sends a warm tingling sensation down below, and I moan as I press my pelvis into my pillow. My head is still cloudy with sleep, and the previous amazing dream that I woke from. For some reason, I dreamt of Michael. He was in my bed and things got a little carried away. I have never had an erotic dream before, nor had I ever been turned on until our date, when Michael licked the sauce off my face. This dream and these feelings are new, and I let myself explore these feelings, as I lay here on my body pillow with my eyes closed. I try to remember