The Dominant Omega And Her Submissive Alpha
“She can’t… she won’t survive this.”
Helios gripped my fur, his tears falling. “I can’t lose you.” A decision hovered in the air. “Prepare to take the pups,” someone said. “We’ll have to… to cut...” But then, my little wolf self, half-dead and weak, howled.
The sound rose, pure and agonized, echoing in the hearts of those around me. A blinding, silvery light erupted from my body. A warmth like dawn itself, clearing every trace of poison, pain, and despair. The magic surged, consuming everything.