Her wolf whined again at Jessica's depression. It will be alright. We are going home now.
Jessica shook her head, "No, we're not." She decided against the instincts of her wolf, "But we will bide our time instead of running for now."
Now that she wasn't as fearful as yesterday, she was able to clearly see the directions and road they took when she looked out the windows. On her way up here the first time, she had ridden the bus right through the Delaney territory to get to Jackson. If she wanted to leave without them catching her, she would have to flee west to Idaho, facing the Rocky Mountains and the possibility of more wolf packs. The best route would be to go south, but that is also where the compound was. The other two directions wouldn't work since that was still pack territory.
Her wolf whined yet again. We don't have to run. Just stay. Our Alphas will protect us.
"Our Alphas did protect us, and they're dead now," Jessica told her, putting her backpack on, "Now not another thought of this."
Jessica's wolf yielded and went to her resting place for now.
Jessica thought of her dreams then. She couldn't help it. She thought of the man and his wolf and how they called to her mind, body, and soul. The very thought of them would get her aroused, even now in this situation.
But she wasn't stupid. She's been having dreams of him since she first came up to Jackson, so he had to be somewhere up here. Even though her other self came back to the surface of her thoughts whenever she thought about him and wanted him, she pushed her back, especially now. The best thing to do was get out of here before she accidentally found him, or he found her.
Even though she wanted him to hold her with his strong, muscular arms, wrapping her tightly into his warm 6-pack chest, basking in his scent as they made love and drove himself inside her with his rock-hard cock—
Jessica's eyes snapped open and shook her head, trying to rid herself from the ideas and the heat from her legs as she went for the door. With one last look at what use to be her freedom, she turned and closed it behind her.
After returning the keys to the check out, she got back in the car smoothly, "I'm finished." Without another glance, they drove off back to the den.
~*~*~*~
"Where do I put these?" Jessica asked Katalin, asking her after she removed the brisket from the oven.
Katalin looked over before resuming chopping the potatoes into slices, "Wrap them in aluminum foil and put them back in. Follow your nose from there."
Jessica nodded and did as she was told. She found out that the chores of Omegas rotated through out the week, and those from their house were in charge of the kitchen today. Though she didn't like being pack again, the feeling of doing something for people other than herself, serving a larger group brought a smile to her face, even slightly.
"Hurry it up. Lunch starts at 1 and we will not be upsetting the others over you," Kamilla growled as she finished up the honey BBQ ribs.
Jessica nodded, but at the same time, she and her wolf was getting more and more irritated with her as the hours pasted. However, she knew it was better not to pick a fight with anyone in this pack.
"Hey, is anyone finished in here?" A man with a military buzz cut strode in, and from the looks of it, it would be blonde if he grew it out. His body was no where near as massive as the other guys Jessica's seen here, but he definitely kept his build strong.
He had been introduced yesterday as Oscar, one of her housemates and fellow Omegas. However, just like everyone in this pack, he gave her the cold shoulder too.
His hazel eyes moved through the kitchen before settling on Jessica, "You."
Jessica looked up at him as she continued to wrap the last brisket, "Yes?"
"You done?" His arms were crossed.
"Y-yes," Jessica nodded as she put the last brisket in the oven and went and washed her hands of the grease.
"Good," He then went over to the large cabinets and took out the plates. Going back over, he easily stacked several in her arms when she finished drying, catching her off guard a bit, "Help set the table. 35 at each one. Move quickly. Don't drop anything."
He then turned and she followed, biting her lip, but kept her frustrations to herself. As she went to the first of the three long dining tables, her thoughts flashed through her mind. She didn't mind so much if the Thetas or higher ranks treated her this way. She didn't like it, but sadly she understood why, and she could handle it. But when someone of her own rank...
She sighed. She didn't need to bring it up again that day. She'd rather focus on just getting the task done and then retiring back to Kamilla's bedroom so she could plan her escape. She was definitely thinking to pick up some vinegar next time she went out into town.
Whenever that was.
Jessica didn't automatically pick up the sounds of banging, running, and sudden yelling in the manor; she was too busy on the ideas on her mind. However, she did pick up a scent, and her wolf started to growl intimidating inside her.
A little before she heard the sudden and menacing growl in the doorway.
Jessica's heart swiftly quickened, and did so faster when she saw the abrupt look of fear on Oscar's face; his build arms were shaking, the clattering sound of the plates he held were proof of that. She followed where his temporary gaze was directed and saw it.
A male, growling and breathing deeply, stood in the door way of the dining room in the nude. He was tall, taller than her by far—6'5", 6'6" maybe—and was powerfully built, but not bulky.
His hair, which seemed black at first, was actually dark, dark brown when the sun hit off of it. It just hit his bronze colored shoulders in a wavy mess, covering his wild emerald eyes partially, and giving him a dark, bad boy look.
As she trailed south past his hard 6-pack abs, her eyes widen and she had the good graces to blush. He wasn't even hard and it was still big!
Wait.
As she looked quickly back up to his feral eyes, she noticed he was staring at her! She gulped slightly and averted her eyes, trying to back away much like Oscar was doing.
Yet...
Her wolf was growling at him with no chance of remorse.
"What are you doing?! That's a higher up! He'll kill us easily!" Jessica thought, showing her panic to her wolf, but her other self didn't cease her hostile growls, her hackles high and ready to burst through her human if she needed to.
Before Jessica could get another step, the male sprinted and lunged at her, causing all the remaining plates that she carried to fly into the air. Before she hit the floor, her body was covered in his as he rolled, keeping her safe as the glassware shattered on the floor.
He was still on top of her however; he was bent at his knees and held Jessica's arms pinned to the ground.
Jessica felt the fear rise in her heart; everything was so quick and a daze threatened her sight. Her wolf continued to snarl deeply, trying to surface, but she willed herself not to show it in anyway she could in her present state as the male inhaled her scent at her neck and moved southward between her thighs and sniffed deeply into her womanhood, causing her to gasp and stiffen.
He abruptly looked up, snarling forebodingly at Oscar, who shook in fear and backed his way out of the room, careful not to run.
"Wait! Erick!" The sound of Adeline's voice along with several other foot steps entered the dinning room and stopped once seeing them.
"Wait," Adeline held up her hands calmly and started to approach him, "That's just an—"
Erick barked at her before she could finish, snarling at her and the other males. He crouched lower, his hair touching her chin as he glared at them. His voice came out mixed in a growl,
"Mine... She's MINE!"
The day prior....
Erick stalked toward the elk, his body remaining low as he hid behind a bush so his black-brown and gray fur wouldn't be noticed.
Before the bull could even look up and take a sense into realization at what was happening, Erick charged at it, seizing it by its throat with his strong jaws. It let out a fearful and indignant cry right before Erick's jaws tautened on its throat further and sharply twisted his head, breaking its neck with the momentum; its body fell almost soundlessly into the snow.
He looked around before indulging in his fresh kill. In truth, Erick didn't need to be hunting this far north in the pack territory, but he needed to clear his mind, and going on lengthy runs and occasional hunts did just that.
For the past week he's been having recurring dreams of "her", his mate. The very thought of her made his wolf go wild with want, desperate to hunt her out, where ever she may be, and since he's had those dreams, he knew she was close. Every night they got stronger, the need to mate, protect, and keep her forever by his side grew, and it almost drove him stark raving mad with lust and longing.
As he absent-mindedly ate through the bull, he couldn't help but think of last night's dream with her.