Andor.
I smiled inwardly. If it was a power he truly wanted, we had a very small issue to contend with. But, the ringings of Bjorn's warnings kept ringing at the back of my mind. If, indeed, Omega's only cared about themselves, what is to stop him from using the power that I gave him against me?
"What power can you offer me?" Derek asked. The difference since he became a wolf had started to become more apparent. His eyes had developed a sort of fire. One that threatened to burn anyone who went against his will or dared to challenge him.
"I have a question," I said.
"What would you like to know?"
"Do you feel different?" I asked. "Did turning into a werewolf change you inside."
He pondered on my question for a while before he answered me. "I would not say that I am different. I just find it easier to say the thoughts that are usually silent at the back of my mind."
I smiled gently. He had grown wings as well.
