The Rise of the Omega Supreme

(POV: Lucca)

Under the black cloak of the starry sky. The moon shines above us, casting a silvery light that painted the scene with a soft and romantic glow. The gentle murmurs of the nearby waterfall served as a soundtrack to the peace between me and Isabella.

I lay on my back, gazing at the night sky, while Isabella rested beside me, her head on my shoulder. Our hearts beat in perfect harmony, as if the entire cosmos had conspired to bring us together.

My hands delicately caressed Isabella’s hair as she traced imaginary circles on my bare chest. Our eyes met, and a gaze filled with love and tenderness passed between us, as if our souls had communicated silently.

The touch of our lips was as gentle as a night breeze. My lips met Isabella’s in a kiss filled with passion and desire, but also with affection and care. It was as if we were exploring a new world together, each caress, each touch, each shared breath strengthening our connection even further.

My hands roamed Isabella’s body with devotion, exploring every curve, every inch of the one who was now my mate. Each touch sent waves of pleasure through our bodies. In a swift move, I laid her on her back on the ground and left a hickey on her neck.

“Wow, it seems like you’re not as innocent as I thought,” she said, watching my nimble fingers unbutton the buttons of her blouse.

“You’re the only one in this world who has seen this side of me,” I said, my voice husky with excitement. Isabella’s ample breasts popped out when I finished removing her blouse, and I couldn’t help but salivate as I observed her small, rosy nipple.

I smiled as I felt my mate’s fingers tangle in my hair, pulling my head toward her breast. I stuck my tongue out and licked her nipple, making it hard, and then began to suckle, increasing the suction, causing Isabella to moan beneath me. After giving attention to the other nipple, I looked into her eyes again.

“You’re not so innocent either,” I said.

“You’re the only one in this world who has seen this side of me,” she used the same words I did, and I smiled.

Under the starlight, we surrendered completely to each other, not just physically but emotionally as well. Every movement, every caress, was a promise of eternal love, a commitment to care for and protect each other forever.

As the climax approached, we lost ourselves in each other’s depths, merging into a single being, a single soul that now shared an indestructible bond. The starry night witnessed the beauty of this moment.

**

I watched Isabella lying next to me, admiring the starry sky. This was very unexpected; I never imagined she could be my mate, although deep down I felt a different fondness for her, even though it didn’t necessarily mean companionship.

It was a surprise to have transformed and, as a bonus, to have found my mate on the same day. That was the best and worst day of my life.

Best because I had finally transformed and discovered my beloved, and worst because my parents were subjugated by a crazy wannabe dominator. I don’t like to remember the sadness I felt when I saw my parents on the ground.

A few minutes ago, Isabella and I made love under the moonlight, with the waterfall as our witness, and we completed our bond. Now, on my wrist, is the first letter of her name, and on her wrist is the first letter of mine, written as if it were a delicate tattoo.

She had always been the toughest of the girls, never caring about others’ opinions of her appearance, whether they liked her or not, whether she would find a mate or not. If she did, it could be anyone; she didn’t care about any of that.

But with our bond, I got to know her better and discovered that all this tough act was just a facade. When we made love, I felt her barrier crumble, and I noticed that she did care about who her mate would be, as she wanted a devoted and loving man.

The way we touched each other, the way we made love, was so gentle and sweet. The gentle way she surrendered to me was very different from the tough girl she is in everyday life.

Our bond is something supernatural. I love this girl, and there’s no better match: the tough one and the nerd.

“You’re so beautiful, Belinha,” I said, caressing her face.

“What a cheesy nickname,” she smiled and grimaced.

“I’m being affectionate,” I said.

“But Belinha is ridiculous.”

“Okay, my feisty one,” I pulled her closer, feeling the warmth of her naked body against mine.

“My nerd,” she kissed my chin and got up without worrying about her naked body. “We can’t have secrets, and I wanted to share something with you.”

“You can tell me,” I encouraged.

“My father has a sister.”

“I didn’t know,” I said surprised.

“Nobody knows; I only found out a few months ago.”

“And why is this a secret?” I asked.

“Because she’s a vampire,” she said quickly, and I couldn’t hide my shocked expression.

“What do you mean?”

“She was adopted when she was very young, but vampires and wolves were never friends, you know.”

“Yes, and the proof of that was that horrendous battle where we almost became slaves to a bloodsucker.”

“My aunt is not evil,” she hurried to say. “I met her months ago when we went to my grandmother’s funeral. My grandparents raised her as their own and kept it a secret from your grandfather for a long time, which is why they left the pack.”

“I never would have imagined.”

“I was very surprised too, but please, Lucca, don’t tell anyone,” she pleaded. “I know it’s wrong to hide this, but after what we went through because of a vampire, I’m afraid they might hurt my aunt. My father would be devastated.”Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“Your secret is safe with me,” I kissed her hands. “What do you think of going hunting now?” I changed the subject; I still need to digest this story, and I don’t want to say anything that might hurt her.

“I would love to,” she smiled, and that simple gesture warmed my heart. “I’m starving.”

We got up, transformed, and then ran through the trees, racing each other.

“Thank you for my beautiful mate, Moon Goddess,” I said in thought.