Chapter 33 - The Strange Lady

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“This is the place I took you the night you were in heat,” Irvin whispered, giving a light squeeze to Zadkiel’s hand.

After their little picnic at the cottage where Irvin had locked Abel in, on the night he brought them here, they walked down to the river bank where they sat the night and talked calmly for the first time.

Heavy clouds were covering the sky and a steady wind was blowing, making the trees dance and leaves float in freedom. The woods looked more beautiful in the dim light of the setting day and the clouds that could shower on them any time made it more excited.

The river was enjoying itself, singing a song as it splashed across the big rocks in its way. The water was cold and clean but the sound it made was enough to soothe the nerves of any listener.

“That seems like ages ago.” Zadkiel chuckled sitting on the rock where they sat before. Irvin plopped down beside him. He grabbed Zadkiel’s hand which made the younger turn his head to him.

“Remember when you thought this Alpha omega thing was my kink of some kind?” Irvin chuckled, looking at Zadkiel.

“Remember when all of this was some kind of magical story to me?” Zadkiel glanced back at him. Irvin’s lips curved into a small smile as he looked at Zadkiel with adoration in his eyes.

“Can I kiss you?” He blurted out his thoughts and for a moment he himself was shocked that he just voiced his thoughts but seeing Zadkiel’s shy reaction, he couldn’t bring himself to regret it because no matter what Zadkiel would reply, those flushed cheeks of his were a sight to see and Irvin would never regret making Zadkiel blush.

“I didn’t know you still needed my permission, Alpha.” Zadkiel shyly answered, fiddling with the hem of his loose shirt that reached his lower thighs.

He wanted to dress as casual as he could and this was his casual dressing. Long shirts, that are way baggy on him, sleeves longer than his arms and a pair of jeans. He looked cute in his fuck-fashion-norm clothes.

“Consent is important for me,” Irvin answered, leaning closer to Zadkiel whose breath hitched. He put a hand on Irvin’s chest to stop him and Irvin stilled, looking up at the hazel orbs of Zadkiel finding himself questioning again about Zadkiel’s resistance. They both were so close that they could feel each other’s breaths on their lips and it was really hard for an omega like Zadkiel to have so much resistance.

“I’ve never kissed before,” Zadkiel admitted honestly.

“Never have I,” Irvin murmured, staring at Zadkiel who was looking at Irvin’s lips.

Zadkiel lips curled into a smile before he leaned in to attach his lips to Irvin’s but as soon as they pressed their lips, they heard a scream of a woman for help. Irvin tried to pull apart but Zadkiel was desperate now. He shifted himself on Irvin’s lap and straddled it quickly to stop him from going anywhere. Grabbing his collar, he pulled him closer but the woman shrieked again and this time Irvin gently pushed Zadkiel away though he still tried to reach out for him. It was like all his senses were shut down and all he wanted was Irvin to touch him.

“Someone need help,” Irvin informed him, aware of his state. He knew Zadkiel was in a dizzy state because when an alpha touches an omega for the first time, a sort of frenzy begins for omega and they can’t stop themselves. They wouldn’t calm down until they are marked.

“What?” Zadkiel said, totally baffled and trying to understand what Irvin was saying but before Irvin could answer, they heard the woman’s shout again.

Zadkiel immediately stood up, feeling ashamed for being so selfish that he almost wanted to ignore the cry for help. Irvin grabbed his hand and gave it a light squeeze, a gesture to assure him that it was not a big deal.

They both ran, following the direction where the voice was coming from. Irvin sniffed the air so that he could follow the scent but strangely the woman had no scent. Irvin was surprised but he didn’t stop his legs.

“Follow my scent. I’m taking off to find the woman.” Irvin spoke and just before Zadkiel could ask what he meant, Irvin turned into a big white and grey-furred wolf right in front of him. His clothes falling to the ground as he sprinted off giving one last look to Zadkiel, running now faster than before.

Zadkiel’s eyes widened, he picked up his clothes and followed Irvin’s scent as Irvin was out of sight in no second. Even in their human forms werewolves could run at super speed but seeing Irvin he concluded that in wolf form, everything is just multiplied.

He was running but his mind was wandering back to how gracefully Irvin turned into a wolf and he swore he had never seen such a beautiful wolf in his life. He didn’t fail to catch the bluish-green eyes of Irvin’s wolf in the one-second glance and he thought he’d just faint by how mesmerizing they looked.

The woman’s voice brought him back from his Irvin admiring state and he focused on running back. This time he tried to run faster, following Irvin’s scent. When he reached the place where the scent was strong, he stopped.

He looked around in his 360 degrees to find Irvin and the woman and finally he spotted Irvin’s wolf, sitting beside a woman who was heaving and trembling. She looked weak and her long white gown was torn from beneath her knees.

Zadkiel ran towards the woman whose head was ducked down. He didn’t know why but that woman felt familiar to him though he didn’t question it as the woman didn’t look like in the state to answer.

Irvin approached him and tried to snatch his clothes from Zadkiel’s hand. Zadkiel tore his gaze away from the woman and looked down at the wolf tugging the clothes, pulling them with his teeth.

Zadkiel sat down and patted the wolf. He was so mesmerized by Irvin that he himself had no idea what he was doing. He pressed his forehead against the wolf and closed his eyes in content. The wolf did the same before tugging the clothes again.

“You want this?” He questioned the wolf, smirking and completely forgot about the woman who had stopped trembling and was now just sitting there, looking at him.

The wolf whined making a guttural voice, nuzzling his face into Zadkiel. Zadkiel let out a chuckle before letting him snatch the clothes. The wolf took the clothes and ran off to the bushes and hid behind them. Zadkiel smiled, it was all so fascinating for him. He stood up and then he noticed the woman staring at him with a smile.

“Oh… hey.” Zadkiel almost jumped off. The woman waved at him, a smile on her face.

“What happened?” Zadkiel questioned, sitting cross-legged before her.

“Some dogs attacked me but thank god your wolf saved me.” She spoke. Her body was still but her voice was still wavering.

“Oh yeah. No problem. I hope you’re not hurt.” Zadkiel wanted to correct her but he didn’t know if revealing Irvin’s identity would be right. “Where are you from?” He asked, considering there was no residency nearby.

“I… I… I don’t know.” The woman started crying in her hands. Zadkiel was taken aback. He thought if he asked the wrong question.

“Hey… don’t cry. I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings.” Even though he had no idea how could he hurt her feelings from the simple question?

“No… It’s just. I have no home. I’ve been cast out.” She sniffled.

“Oh… I’m so sorry.” Zadkiel had never been in a situation like this so he had no idea what to say.

“I’m sorry. I should just leave.” The lady spoke, standing up.

Irvin stepped out from behind the bushed and approached Zadkiel. The lady looked at him from head to toe and smiled.

“So you’re a werewolf.” She said it more than asked. Irvin and Zadkiel exchanged a look, thinking how she guessed it and then Zadkiel realized. He nodded towards Irvin’s clothes but Irvin was still thinking how a human would know about werewolves at all.

“How do you know?” Irvin looked at her pointedly.

“Well, your clothes. You took them from him as a wolf and came back wearing them as a human.” The woman stated as if it was the most obvious fact.

“No, how do you know about werewolves?” Irvin rephrased the question.

“Oh. I just know.” She shrugged. “I must go now.” She excused herself before Zadkiel and Irvin could say anything she started walking away.

“Weird woman,” Irvin mumbled as the woman was out of the sight. Zadkiel elbowed him in the stomach.

“Just because she knows about werewolves somehow, she isn’t weird.” Zadkiel scolded him.

“I’m not talking about that… Didn’t you notice?” He looked at Zadkiel in shock.

“Noticed what?”

“She didn’t have a scent at all. Every creature has a scent. But she didn’t..” Irvin informed Zadkiel who frowned.

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