A plate full of food is something Florian has never had the privilege of.

So, when one of the servants served him a plate full of fried rice, chicken strips and baby corns, along with gravy, he almost cried.

"Al-all for me?"

Feather only chuckled and nodded, enjoying the way the boy ate all of it, smiling contently afterwards.

She had made them two mugs of steaming coffee and they drank side by side.

Currently, Florian is fast asleep on Feather's bed. He requested to sleep on the floor, but his Alpha would never let him.

"Alpha." Sam calls from the door.

Feather makes sure the Omega is sleeping peacefully, then gets up to her Gamma.

"What is it?"

Sam scratches the back of his head. "Uhm the new comers. What do we do about them?"

"Do lottery based on the packs under The Black Pearl. They go to the names they get. I'll mail the Alphas. I don't want any more disruption for tonight."

"Yes, Alpha." Sam bows and leaves.

Feather gets in the washroom to clean up, her wolf still on edge a little as she wants to be near her mate all the time.

Since they haven't mated yet, the restlessness is much unbearable than normal distance.

Considering Florian is an Omega, he needs to be mated fast otherwise danger could be lured towards him.

Unmated Omega wolves often release a different kind of pheromone, especially after finding their mates.

Which puts other unmated, even mated sometimes, Alphas into a frenzy to claim.

Before anything like this happens, Feather needs to mark him and claim him.

Because if any Alpha, even by accident, dares to touch her Omega, they'd not live for another day.

Changing in her pajamas, the blonde returns to the bed. She gets under the covers but keeps a safe distance between them considering the other might be uncomfortable.

She lays on her side and admires her mate with heart eyes. Smiling to herself.

Content with the view of her mate right before her eyes, the Alpha slowly falls asleep.

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Feather wakes up to her wolf purring, and body warmer than usual. Smell so sweet like sugar and chocolates reins her nose buds.

Eyes fluttering open, and she comes face to face with the most adorable sight ever.

Florian's sleeping almost fully on top of her, face nestled in her breasts and arms wounded around her waist.

His mouth parted and small snores escaping his lips, he seems to be deep in sleep, peaceful and comfortable.

A flattery feeling erupts in the Alpha's chest knowing that her abused Omega has finally found some sort of peace in his life.

That she's able to make him feel comfortable so fast, so soon.

She wants him to have it all, and never go through any pain ever again.

"Flo, wake up." She softly whispers, brushing his dark curls backwards but they bounce back down.

"Mm." He hums but doesn't open his eyes yet.

"Come on, we gotta head for breakfast."

Suddenly, as if someone shocked him with eletricity, Florian bolts up on the bed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I overslept! Please forgive me! I'll make the breakfast right away! I'm really sorry! Please don't hurt me, don't hurt me! I'm sorry!"

For a second, the blonde stares bewildered. When she finally comes to her senses, she extends her arms and softly starts speaking.

"Hey, hey, hey, calm down. Calm down, Florian. You're not in your pack anymore. You're here, with me, your mate.

Take deep breaths. Come on. It's me, Feather. Your mate."

He stops rambling and stares skeptically at the girl for a couple seconds, then finally exhales deeply.

"I- I'm sorry, I overreacted."

Feather shakes her still extended arms urging him to come closer.

He does, softly wrapping them around his and letting himself be engulfed in the Alpha's strong arms.

"It's okay, love. Don't say sorry, not to me. I'm glad you're okay now." She noses his hair, enjoying the soothing sweet scent.

Florian also inhales her scent, taking in the tangy aroma that reminds him of some place safe, like home.

In all his life, he never knew what home is, or how comfortable does it even feel.

But with Feather, he knows where home is.

"Come on, everyone's waiting at breakfast for us." She says after pulling away.

Florian tenses up, "I- what- what would they say?"

Frowning, Feather squeezes his hands and runs her thumbs over his knuckles.

"It doesn't matter. But if you must know, they'd respect and love their Aleph just the same as they do to me."

He looks downwards, feeling his chest tighten.

"B-but I'm just an Omega. Not worth to be an Alpha's mate."

Feather growls, abruptly flushing him to her with hands on his hips and their noses touching.

Florian lets out a tiny whimper, both from the sudden movement and the close proximity.

"Don't." She warns in a low, stern tone. Her eyes fluttering as she trails one of her hands up to cup the side of his face, using her thumb to trace under his chin and tilt his head up. "Don't you ever say you're unworthy. You're worth everything and more."

Florian's heart jumps in his throat, stomach filling with butterflies as he manages to nod, too absorbed in the blissful bubble to speak.

He lets his hands rest against her forearms, breathing heavily and taking in all the ways they're touching.

His skin aches all over in a good way, his wolf purring. He's never felt this good.

"Say it." Feather orders, her voice doubling over with her wolf's, and Goddess help, Florian turns into a rag doll in her grasp.

He almost moans but restrains himself with all his might, not wanting to embarrass himself in front of his Alpha in the first morning.

"Mm." He manages to get out.

His eyes heavily closing as Feather keeps brushing their noses, her hot breath hitting the Omega's lips and leaving a hot shudder to travel through his veins.

"Say in words, lovebite."

Goddess help, Florian whimpers in his mind, his legs turning jelly the more he's being close to this gorgeous lady.

If she runs him over with a truck about now, he'd gladly die with a smile.

That's how much she is affecting the small Omega.

Florian gulps, daring to open his eyes only to be met with the blown black pupils that's staring right through his soul as if he's a prey, and she's a predator.

"I-I'm w-worthy, Alpha."

Damn it. Feather's heart constricts with tingles, and she wants to do things.

Very bad things and wants to hear him scream her name, Goddess, she has never felt this way.

She smirks, and lets her thumb run over the smaller's dried bottom lip, enjoying when he shivers and grips her arms a bit tighter.

"Good boy."

Leaning close, she brushes her plump lips against his flushed cheek, dangerously nearing his full lips wanting to be sucked.

But she stops right above them.

Unintentionally, Florian has his lips puckered and eyes squeezed shut. Waiting for the inevitable taste of his mate's lips devouring his own.

But nothing happens, and a throaty whine leaves his parted lips.

He immediately turns a darker shade of red, embarrassed at the sound he made.

Feather only chuckles and releases him from her hold. Florian almost stumbles back as his legs are still shaking, but the blonde grabs his hands to steady him.

"You okay, Sugarplum?"

If possible, Florian turns even more red.

"Y-yeah."

"Good, now let's go before they start making scenarios in their heads."

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