My Feral Lady Chapter 32
Added 2020-03-17 20:43:20 +0000 UTC
Chapter 32
He wants a what?!
Alex and sam packed themselves into the car sometime after dinner with newfound family, strong new allies, and a slightly longer contacts list on both of their phones. Neither Kriss nor Freya let either of them go without both receiving tight hugs from both the alpha and omega, and the promise of a family reunion in the near future. Alex wanted to stay longer, but she knew that Emma deserved to have her mate back as soon as possible, and Cat’s family needed Adam now most of all.
Alex and Sam took turns on the drive, splitting the drive up evenly so that neither of them had to exhaust themselves too much. Whether driving or in the passenger seat, Sam made sure to hold Alex’s hand the whole drive. A small token of adoration, but it was something that meant a great deal to them both. Just being able to share the token of reassuring affection. The two arrived back at the bar sometime after midnight. They hugged, they cuddled, and they kissed, embracing each other tightly over the console. They both understood that whatever might come next could take quite a while, and Sam specifically wasn't excited with the idea of watching her mate curl up with two other wolves for who knows how long. She did, however, know that it was necessary.
“You ready?”
“Are you capable of not killing Max the instant he first growls within three feet of me?” Alex countered.
“I am making no promises.”
“Yeah. I’m ready.” Alex rolled her eyes at the alpha.
“My beautiful girl. Please, just be safe. don't let him get a cheap shot on you or anything.”
“I won't. Hopefully, this whole omega thing will help calm him. But who knows?” Alex admitted, slipping out of the car and heading into the bar.
“Hey! Alex! Sam!” Emma’s head snapped up to greet the two as she noticed them. “A! Any good news?” Her eyes glimmered hopeful.
“We’re hoping.” Alex flashed a fragile smile.
“Wait! Really?!” Emma rushed and stumbled up to her feet.
“Nothing is guaranteed until he is acting himself again, but yeah. We actually got an answer that we think will work.” Alex cautioned.
“How confident are you?” Emma blurted out.
Sam’s eyes darted between the two.
“Enough that I am trusting my sister’s life on it.”
“What? Really?” Hope swelled in Emma.
“Are you sure you want to tell her?” Sam worried.
“Kara is going Feral too.” Welp, it certainly seemed like Alex had made her decision as to whether or not to fill Emma in on Kara’s current condition.
“No.” Emma trembled. “No, that can’t be.”
“Emma, she threatened to kill your mate. Does that sound like the soft-hearted Kara you know?” Sam argued.
“No, but, but that doesn't mean!”
“It isn't just that. It is a lot of things.”
“She couldn't even control her shift after a battle today. Without the moon even being in the sky.”
“Sam! You didn’t tell me that!”
“I didn’t see the need to worry you.”
“Oh god…”
“It is not just these two on the line.” Alex redirected to the two she planned to help immediately.
“I wish I could say that wasn't of any comfort to me, but honestly it kinda is.” Emma admitted.
“I understand.” Alex nodded.
“Thank you.” Emma whispered full of guilt.
“Would you mind unlocking his cage?”
Sam snarled at Alex.
“Love, this isn't going to work with him stuck in the cage. I’m supposed to comfort him right? I don't think that is gonna go all that well with him caged.”
“Fine.” Sam huffed displeased.
“You sure about this? He tried to kill me the last time he was out of the cage. ME. His mate.”
“I know. But this is how we fix him. I... I think at least.”
“Wow, your confidence is so reassuring.” Emma clearly grew more anxious as she reached out for the cage’s handle
“Just open it and sit behind the cage’s door. I’m gonna try to calm him down and then we can go from there.”
“Ok.” Emma nodded. “Three.”
“Two.” Alex called for Emma as the wolf undid the cage’s lock.
“One.” Emma opened the door and Maxwell was fast to sprint out of it on all fours. He jumped around, growling defensively, looking somewhat like an abused puppy finally let free, now trying to look tough to prevent from being caged all over again.
“Hey there.” Alex approached timidly.
The wolf snarled at her.
“Shh, shh, shh. Calm down boy. It’s gonna be alright. No one’s gonna hurt you.” Alex lowered herself as much as she could, attempting to make herself appear as unthreatening as humanly, or were humanly possible.
Maxwell swiped at her, attempting to catch her with claws he didn't have in his human form.
“Hey!” Sam snarled as if she were training a misbehaving dog.
“Calm down. don't startle him.” Alex threw up a calming hand to Maxwell and a dismissive one behind herself towards Sam.
Emma was panting anxiously, entirely uncertain how she could help or if anything she could try would just make everything worse.
“Breathe buddy. Just breathe.” Alex ushered him closer as she inched towards him.
Maxwell whined, conflicted? Or in pain or something?
“You are safe Maxwell. Just breathe.” Alex finally got close enough to pat the top of his head. That seemed to do a good bit in soothing him, he calmed almost instantly. “There, that’s it. Come on, let's sit down.” Alex ushered him off towards a wall so she could sit up and he would feel like there are fewer directions to have to defend against.
“Maxwell?” Emma choked out.
The wolf looked around, he remembered his name!
“Maxwell! Maxwell! Is that you?” His mate scurried out from behind the cage’s open door.
“Slow, just go slow. don't startle him or anything.” Alex cautioned in a soft quiet voice.
“Ok, ok. I got it.” Emma nodded back, crouching down to an unassuming posture and gingerly approaching the two settled in on the floor.
Sam watched on at the three of them, keeping keen eyes tightly focused on Maxwell. It didn't matter that this seemed to be working, she was still terrified. At the drop of a hat, he could suddenly lose this newfound cool and snap or attack at Alex, harming her or worse.
“See, it’s not that bad. None of us are going to hurt you. You are perfectly safe here now. We know how to help.” Alex did her best to soothe the feral wolf, scratching his head and directing him to get as comfortable as he could.
“Baby, baby, it’s me. Are you feeling more yourself?” Emma approached, nearly crawling in an almost prone position.
His expression softened again. Once again the poor wolf was beginning to recognize others, remember something more than just snarling at everyone around him.
“It’s working!” Emma lit up, beyond overjoyed.
Maxwell hushed a growl and then gave a small whimper at the excess of stimuli.
“Shh, shh, shh. Not too loud Em. Just quiet and soft ok?”
“I… yeah. Sorry.” Emma’s head dropped for just a moment before her excitement that Maxwell was becoming more himself brought her energy back.
“It’s ok. Come on. Why don't you hold him? I’m sure him having his mate close will also help calm him down; soothe him. I know it helps calm me down. Just go slow about it.” Alex suggested.
Sam gazed at her omega with loving eyes, adoring the reassurance that she was capable of comforting her mate.
“Of course you do love.” Alex whispered to her mate with a soft smile.
“You feeling any better sweetheart?” Emma whispered into the feral wolf’s ear as she slowly snaked a single arm around him.
Maxwell whimpered softly, padding his hand on the ground like an overly exhausted dog trying to shoo off a pestering owner.
“It’s going to be ok sweetheart. We are going to bring you back.”
“You got your mate here for you too now, isn’t that nice?” Alex attempted to cheer the wolf as he seemed to be understanding them.
Emma wrapped herself in closer, hugging her mate with them both on the floor. “I miss you. I’ve missed you so much.”
The wolf slowly snuggled himself closer to Emma.
“I love you.”
“I love you too” His words were quiet and somewhat strained, but they were clear and audible even as he pressed his face into her belly.
“Max?” Emma’s voice quivered brimming with hope.
The wolf purred softly. “Aye Em.” He nuzzled into her more. “How long did I sleep. I’m really rested, but fuck I’m sore. What happened?”
“It worked! It worked! Oh god! Sam! Sam! It worked! Kara’s gonna be ok! It worked!” Alex lept to her feet and rushed to her mate, hugging her tightly.
“Huh? Why am I naked? And why are Sam and Alex staring at us?”
Emma giggled. “Don't worry about that. We will get you clothes soon enough.”
“Wait!” Maxwell grew a pervy grin. “Is this the best birthday present ever? I would have been more than happy with just a t-”
Emma smacked him.
“Yeah, that’s Maxwell alright.” Samantha rolled her eyes.
“Uugh, creep.” Alex shivered into Sam with the knowledge that he had just been undressing her with his eyes.
“I take it I am not quite that lucky?” Maxwell sighed, rubbing his now rosy cheek.
“Asshole.” Emma murmured as she hugged him tighter.
“I am very very confused. Very naked and confused.”
“You went feral.” Emma sniffled, breaking into tears of relief. She had her mate back.
“What? No, that’s crazy.”
“Ok then, what day do you think it is?” Sam tested.
“I dono, nineteenth, twentieth? What time is it?”
“It’s the twenty-second.”
“It’s after midnight now.” Alex corrected.
“Twenty third.” Sam edited herself.
“You were getting more and more aggressive. After some point, you just lost it love. You attacked me.”
“No! Never! I would never hurt you.” Maxwell snapped defensive.
Emma lifted her shirt up just enough to display a healing scar. Her wolf biology had done enough to make it a much smaller scar than the wound was originally, but it was still clearly there.
“No! No! Love, I’m so sorry! I! I!” Maxwell panted scared.
“It’s ok. I am ok. You're ok. You are you again. That is all that matters. I am just glad you are you again.” Emma pulled him closer, pressing him against her chest to feel his warmth and the comfort of her lover in her arms again after what felt like far too long.
“I… ok.” Maxwell forfeited, hugging back into his mate.
They stayed like that for a good while, cuddled up together, snuggling into each other for the comfort they needed. A little before Alex turned her focus to the remaining feral wolf, Emma and Maxwell stood, deciding to head home, to finally share their bed once more. Taming the second wolf went somehow much easier. Adam never scared Sam for Alex’s safety, and it was more than a minor bonus that when the younger wolf awoke his first instinct was not that he would be having a mini orgy with the alpha and omega who had helped him.
“Fuck! My mom’s gonna kill me. What happened. Last thing I remember was biting Tess at the concert.”
Sam sighed disheartened at the realization that he didn't know yet processing.
“Oh god… Adam. I… Your mother.”
“She is going to KILL me!” Adam laughed like it was nothing. “Uugh, by the way, got any clothes?”
“Adam, your mother. She…”
“What about her?”
“She…” Alex couldn't force the words from her mouth.
“She died saving us from Eve.”
“She what?!” Adam coughed on nothing.”
Alex’s sorrowful face nodded in confirmation.
“No! No, she can’t be. I!” His heart broke and it was written all over his face. “It’s my fault isn’t it?”
“No, no, no. It’s not your fault at all.” Alex’s heart broke for the child all over again.
Sam crouched, getting eye level with the boy as she began to speak softly but with a supportive firmness. “She is gone. She died protecting not just you, but all of us. It was not your fault. And I am sorry, but she is gone.”
Adam broke down into tears. Alex was quick to take him into an embrace. She knew that Sam’s words were stern, and a corner of her wanted to snap at her, but she also knew that it was what Adam needed, that a good cry would be a great start for the healing.
That night they directed him onto the guest room, giving him some of their oversized clothes which ended up being rather tight on him, but they all figured it was better than nothing. Alex and Sam wanted to help more but neither of them were quite sure what to do or how to do it. Eventually, they gave up on the brainstorming and adjourned to their room for gentle cuddles and lots of love.
End of Chapter 32