The Alpha's Omega Mate-Chapter 180: Hallucinations.

~Dahlia’s POV~

"I’ll go back." I finally said, pushing off Kai who had solid felt gone so rigid, he felt like stone beneath my fingers.

For the past hour, we’ve spent our time together kissing each other like there was no tomorrow. We had also shifted and gone for a run, and then shifted back to our human forms where we spent the last ten minutes making out until my lips were swollen and sore. Even Kai looked roughened up too...

And then...

"I’ll go back," I said again, my voice tight. "But I’ll return to you as soon as possible. That’s why I’m leaving Amara here with you."

If that was supposed to make Kai feel any better, it didn’t. He still frowned. He still glared at me like I had just betrayed him even though he now had hickeys lining his neck and shoulders. And then, after a moment, he finally asked; "Why?"

I frowned. "Why what?"

"Why do you want to go even after knowing how unsafe it can be for you there?"

That question felt harder than it sounded so I went mute, mulling over it for a few seconds before I finally looked up at Kai. I shrugged; "Because I know that Alpha Zarek would do the same for me if I were in his situation."

And that was true.

Zarek may be a jerk sixty percent of the time but he always came through for me whenever I needed him. He always helped me, attended to me... and to top it all, he loved Amara like she was his own. And if I wanted to be truthful to myself, he even always gave off the vibe that he loved her more than he loved his own Leila.

Kai didn’t respond and so I didn’t have anything else to say to him, so instead, I stood before him, my limbs shaking, my heart clenching whilst desperately hoping that he would understand where I was coming from.

"When do you intend to go?" He finally asked and I sighed before shrugging.

"Now."

He froze. "Now? Why?" Then dropping his voice, he snapped; "What do you want me to tell your father... or Amara?"

"That I went somewhere and that I’ll be back by tomorrow."

He didn’t look like he believed me. Hell, if anything, he looked at me like I was going mad. He snapped; "You and I know that that’s a lie."

"What?"

"Zarek will not let you leave just like that. He would hold you back. Goddess, he might even lock you up to ensure that you do not leave."

"And if that happens, just know that he would do it underestimating me. He would lock me up but not chain me up. And even if he tries to hold me back, he wouldn’t forcefully do it."

"And how are you so sure of that?"

"Because he thinks that I’m an omega. Back in that pack, they do not know that I have a wolf... and for that reason, they’ll treat me like they’ll treat an omega. Or worse a human."

Kai, momentarily stunned, went quiet. I could see his eyes, the wheels were turning. He stood there for a moment before finally snapping out of whatever daze he was in, and then he nodded. "Okay."

"But that doesn’t mean you don’t have to be careful." He added worriedly, and I flicked his nose before beaming a smile up at him.

"I will be careful, I promise... but if I do not return to you in twenty four hours, come look for me. Okay?" I said, and finally, I saw the smile creep into his eyes before he nodded.

"Okay."

His eyes trailed down my face, resting on the curve of my lips. I saw him gulp, saw the way his Adam’s apple bobbed in anticipation, and I smiled.

"I’ll really be fine. I promise," I said to him and he nodded, his eyes now glinting with a different light. "I know."

"So what is it?" I asked softly, "Why do you seem so..."

"I already miss you." He answered quickly, interrupting me, and with his eyes locked on my lips again, he drawled; "Can I kiss you?"

I smiled, and nodded.

"Okay."

~Zarek’s POV~

I woke up in rage, which was strange because there was nothing to be mad about.

I’d attended some pack meetings earlier today, taken a stroll through my new fields, had a small chitchat with the minister of agriculture—all of which were good, until I retired to bed, and woke up with anger.

For some reason, my wolf, Moartea, was restless today. His loud agonized howls pierced through my mind as he thrashed against the confines of my mind, making me even more antsy than I already was.

I paddled over to my mini bar, poured myself a drink but after the first gulp, I decided that this was not what I wanted. Nothing here was what I needed, and strangely, that thought made me even more pissed than I already was.

What the hell was happening to me?

Deciding to sit through it as I was in no mood to shift, I returned to my room and lounged on one of my large sofas, but I was just in the middle of controlling my raging heartbeat, and calming myself down by taking deep breaths when suddenly, an irritatingly sweet smell flitted into my nostrils.

I sat up quickly, my eyes thinning into slits as I glared in the direction of my door.

And as if on cue, it was pushed open to reveal Jennifer dressed in a pretty silk blue dress— surprisingly decent. She bowed when she walked into the room which was also strange, and then sat on the chair furthest away from me.

I watched her carefully, my lips pulling back into a snarl even despite her weird humility today. "What are you doing here?" I seethed, then trailing my eyes to the door, I added; "I don’t care how humble you seem right now, you didn’t knock before coming in, and I didn’t give you the permission to come in, and for that you’re disrespectful."

Jennifer froze visibly, her shoulders tensing for a fleeting moment before they slumped. "I’m leaving." She bit out.

I balked. "What?"

"I am returning to me old pack, as I no longer feel wanted here."

She wasn’t lying; I thought to myself, but I didn’t say that out loud. Instead, I drawled; "Really?"

"Yes." She answered, still sounding hurt. "I lost my child weeks ago— our child— and you never once cared about it or me. You didn’t even try to seek justice for me and the child, but what did you do? You were busy worrying yourself about Dahlia, the same girl who left you."

Not this again...

I snarled, a strange anger bubbling up within me at the mention of Dahlia’s name. "Watch it."

"And that right there is exactly what I am talking about. You treat the girl like she’s some fucking porcelain doll! You hate it whenever anyone says something bad about her but you cannot deny the fact that she left you! That she chose herself! That she doesn’t care about you!" She cried out, and when I still wouldn’t respond, she continued;

"But I chose you, Zarek! I chose you time and time again for several years nonstop! And I do not understand why you never see it!"

"I do see it."

"But you don’t act like you do. You treat me like I’m some pesky idiot. You don’t care about me. You don’t love me... you don’t even care that I was poisoned and that I lost our baby!" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"Your poisoning and miscarriage is being looked into. The only downside is the fact that the girl responsible for it killed herself even before we got to her." I drawled slowly, ignoring her earlier statement.

Jennifer drew in a deep breath as if visibly hurt by my words and then she rose to her feet, snarling. "Now, you’re ignoring me?!"

"I am not. I just told you about the case you’re so piqued about."

"But what about Dahlia? What about your unhealthy obsession for her?!" He snarled loudly, causing the veins on her neck to pop.

I gritted my teeth in annoyance when she wouldn’t stop talking about Dahlia, and for it, my rage knew no bounds.

However, I was just about to tell her off when a person crept to the doorway, and I looked up immediately, frowning as I gritted out;

"Who the hell are—"

I froze, the words dying in my throat as I was met with a face I never thought I’d ever see again.

"Dahlia?"

"Who said I left?" She drawled, turning to face Jennifer who by now had stood up and was now so stunned, she could barely speak.

"Who said I only care about myself?" Dahlia drawled again, and this time, I couldn’t help but smile.

I didn’t know if I was dreaming or if this was a hallucination but I loved it here.

Immensely.