Page 10 of Such a Brave Omega

My paws walked over the cold floor toward our alpha. He lifted a paw and pressed against Bronson’s calf, wanting him to see us.

“There you are.” He crouched down and ran his large hands through my fur. “Get a good stretch and heal that beautiful man of yours. But quickly. There are so many humans about.”

A whine left my wolf’s mouth, making Bronson pout out his bottom lip. “Oh, that sound, little one. I know. We will have more time. Go on, be a good boy and stretch.”

Good boy.

Yeah, I could be his good boy.

My wolf did as the alpha commanded. I stretched my legs out in front of me in a bow to the alpha and then did the same with the back legs. My wolf took over our bond, healing me with the same supernatural magic that made me able to transform from wolf to human and back again. My human side went into a sleep state while my beast did his work.

“We’re out of time, Tate. Shift back now.”

Too bad, my wolf told me. I need a bit more time. The thing was, I couldn’t exactly tell Bronson that.

“Hold on a minute. He’s changing,” Bronson yelled through the window, but the nurse only said he’d seen everything. It was no problem but he needed to check me over and talk to me.

Shit.

A few minutes later, my wolf finally released me to shift back and by that time, the nurse was banging on the door and threatening to call security. Why, I didn’t know.

My vitals just weren’t that important especially since they were already monitored on the…oh, wait, they weren’t anymore.

Especially when I was a wolf.

I flailed about, trying to get my gown back on, and hurled myself back into bed and covered myself with a sheet.

Bronson nodded, calm as fuck, and let the nurse in. “I asked you to wait. He was getting changed and using the bathroom. No need for the theatrics.” The power in his voice was undeniable, and it made me shiver.

I was all healed up, thanks to my wolf.

“I…I’m sorry but with the nature of the accident…I was concerned.”

My body and heart stilled, waiting for Bronson’s response. “He is safe with me. There is no danger here. Perhaps you couldget along with whatever was so important for you to bang on the door like that?”

They stared at each other, but it was the nurse who lowered their gaze. He was human and probably had no idea he didn’t stand a chance with Bronson being an alpha. The alpha would always win.

Shit. That was something Ryder used to say.

Once the nurse took my vitals and typed them all into the computer, he nodded. “You are cleared to go home now. The doctor prescribed some pain meds. You can pick them up downstairs.”

“Oh, thank you.”

I should be happy. Should be thrilled to be able to get out of this sterile place and return home.

Except I had no home.

The nurse made his way out of the room, claiming they would be back with a few papers to sign.

“You don’t look happy, omega.”

My wolf lay on his belly inside me. That one word meant the world to me.

“I’ll figure it out. It’s not your problem. I really appreciate all you’ve done for me.”

Bronson approached the bed as I wrung the sheet in my fists. I would make do. I was a survivor, not a victim.

“You’re dismissing me.” There was no disguising the hurt in his tone. “Well, I’m not going to let you. What are you going to do, Tate? You haven’t told me if you have a place to go. No one has been here to visit you. You have no phone. No ID. I’m sorry but I can’t just walk away and be okay with not knowing. In fact, I’m not fine with walking away at all.”