The Alpha’s Fight for His Omega by Jess K

Chapter 45

***Chastity***

The next morning I woke up more tired then the day before. I didn’t have any nightmares, but I certainly didn’t sleep well. I couldn’t get the thought of Rowen rejecting me again out of my head. I know he says. he wants only me, and his actions the last few weeks show that, but it’s only been a few weeks. Maybe I should believe him, but trust is not something I am good at

Yes I have built some trust with Molly, Jax, and Melissa, but they have never hurt me, or rejected me. Jax was always good to me when we were children, and even though I thought he would not be the same way when he returned, he proved to me that he had not changed in his love for me. Molly, and Melissa have been good to me since the day I met them. Do I trust them not to one day start hurting me? Not completely, but I am trying. Everyone else has hurt me in one way or another Yes I love them, but I certainly don’t trust them not to revert back to their old ways.

After laying in my bed for awhile I finally check the time on my phone I have several good morning text messages from Jax, Molly, Melissa, Braxton, Colby, Gina, and Rowen. Those did make me smile, but I still found myself wondering how long it would all last before they turned their backs on me. It would be so much easier now that I wasn’t there, too. I guess time would tell. After responding to the text messages, I took a shower, and put on jeans, and a t-shirt. I considered putting on Rowen’s hoodie, but decided against it.

Once I was dressed, and had what I needed I went to the cafeteria for breakfast. I was kind of relieved to see no one else was in there yet. Since there were no class this morning, I figured they were all still asleep. My therapy appointment wasn’t until 10:00 so I had about 45 minutes to eat before I headed over to the medical building for my appointment. When I finally finished my food, I left, and went in search of my therapist’s office

Of course I arrived 10 minutes early. I always tried to be early for things so this was no surprise to me. Her secretary handed me a clipboard with forms to fill out. She told me that I would take them into the office with when I went so I had some time to fill them out. Reading over them, and filling them out made me nervous, and really scared. What if this women couldn’t help me? What if I couldn’t trust her enough to open up to her? What if she laughed at me for the things I had been through? I had so many what ifs in my head that I almost left out of fear Before I could stand up though, her office door open, and she stepped out.

She was about my height, and looked to be in her forties. Her hair was red, but not dark like mine, and straight. She had kind brown eyes, and a nice smile. She looked like a warm, and inviting person to talk to. I hoped I was right.

“Chastity?” She looked to me, and asked.

“Ye yes” I mumbled.

“Come on in.” She said as she opened her door wider for me to enter.

Once I was in her office, I heard the door close, and I quickly turned around. I realized I was trembling with fear All my what its came crashing down on me all at once, and I really wanted to leave. I considered saying as much when she spoke again.

“Chastity, I know you’re scared, and for good reason. I’m not going to hurt you, laugh at you, or anything. else I want to help you. You can talk to me. When you’re ready” She said kindly

I could only nod slightly then I looked around the room. There was a dark wood desk in front of a huge window. She had a bright blue couch with white throw pillows, and a dark brown chair sitting across from

One wall was one huge bookshelf that went wall to wall, and floor to ceiling. She also had several bean bag chairs scattered around.

“I’ll let you pick where you want to sit. Where you think you’ll be most comfortable” She offered, and I nodded again.

Eventually I picked a purple bean bag chair, near the corner, and sat down. I resisted the urge to curl up. into myself once I was seated. I watched her grab a bright blue one from near her desk, and bring it close to me, but not too close. She sat down, and smiled at me again.

“Chastity, this is a safe space for you to come. You can talk while you’re here, or you can stay silent. I am here to help you, but I will not push you either ” She stated kindly

“Thank…..thank you Doctor Driscle.” I whispered.

“Dee-Dee please We’re not so formal here. May I see the clipboard please?”

I had forgotten I was even holding it I looked down, and realized I hadn’t written a thing on it I knew I was in trouble now I hadn’t done as I was told. Something painful always happened when I didn’t follow orders. My hands started to shake as I looked over the forms again.

“….I didn’t write anything on them.” I said fearfully.

“That’s ok. Not everyone does. For some, writing out their troubles help them start to sort through them. Others never do anything with them. Filling them out is not a requirement.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“So you’re not going to punish me for not doing what I was told to do?”

“Goddess no. Never I know you don’t trust me right now Chastity, but in this office you are completely safe. You can say and do or not say or do anything you want here”

“Oh.”

“Chastity, I can sense that you’re very scared right now, and I would like to do what I can to alleviate your fear of me. That said, why don’t I tell you a little bit about myself Ok?”

“Um. Ok. I thought I was supposed to talk about me?”

“We are, but sometimes it helps make us more comfortable to know something about the person we’re talking to.”

“Ok.”

“As you know my name I Dee-Dee Driscle. Well actually Deandra, but I go by Dee-Dee for short. Only my parents call me Deandra. I am forty two years old. My mate is one of the doctors, and instructors in the hospital. He teaches bedside manner. We have two pups. A boy who is ten, and a girl who is six. I met my mate a little later than most do. I met him when I was offered a position here to help trauma patients with their trauma. Prior to that I was a therapist at Royal pack. I am also an Omega.”

“You’re an Omega?”

“Yes. You will find that most therapists are. Who better to help someone who is struggling with emotional distress than an Omega, right?”

“Ye…yes.”

“I actually graduated from the medical school here, but didn’t meet my mate at that point as we were in two different majors. Our paths never crossed.”

“That’s kind of sad.”

“It is, but it isn’t. Since I hadn’t met him at the time, I was able to build my career where one of the top medical facilities requested my assistance”

“That’s that’s true.”

“Now I have to tell you that your father, Beta Dimitri called me specifically several weeks ago to give me some background on you, and what your life has been like for many years. He didn’t give me a lot of details, but from what I got out of our conversation was that you have had a rough time of it. You have also had some pretty harsh, untrue things beaten into you over the years. You have also suffered a multitude of rejections starting with your family, and expanding all the way to your mate.

“He he retracted the rejection. For now”

“Why for now?”

“I’m not good enough for him. I’m damaged, and I’m making him wait for me I’m not beautiful like a mate should be for someone of his rank. I’m also just an Omega, and he… well he’s the future Alpha.”

“I see. Does he know you feel this way?”

“…yes. I have told him that I think he will still reject me.”

“And what does he say when you tell him that?”

“He says that he knows he messed up, and made a mistake That he will spend the rest of his life proving to me that he means it when he says he wants me. He said he’ll wait for me for the rest if his life if he has to.”

“And you don’t believe him?”

“N….no.”

“Why is that?”

be, but I’m scared of him. I’m making him wait three years to mark me. I’m broken inside. I’m not pretty like his mate should be. I’m small,

say when you say these things to

like it when I say that I’m just an Omega though. He says I’m

It’s not who you are as a person. You are so much more than that, and you will become more than what you are right now as well. That’s why

You’re a doctor,

crocheter, a teacher, and so much more. We are all more than our pack rank. We just have to figure out what those things

“But I….”

know what you’ve been taught, and I am going to do everything I can to teach

“O….ok.”

I ask you

“Um….I guess.

the rejection, has your mate done anything to show you that he

“Well, I…yes.”

“What has he done?”

something or someone. He’s taken me out on a date with my brother, his mate, our future Gamma, and his mate. He bought me the necklace I am wearing. For the last two weeks he’s slept in my room, on a cot, to help keep my nightmares away. He is sending me

he is trying to show you that he will do what you need him to do, when you need him to

“I…yeah. I guess.”

do you want to tell me

“I….umm…”

don’t want to right now. You can when

“No. It’s ok.”

what are

get whipped whenever the urge

didn’t know that. Who are Aurora, Fionna,

All of their mom. She was once my dad’s chosen mate. They split up for four years when he met his fated mate, my mom. After she died, Aurora claimed to be pregnant with my dad’s pup so she moved back in so his pups would all be with

“You said was.”

was executed for murdering my mom a few weeks

back to the nightmares.

and degrading me in horrible ways. Even my mate, my brother Jax who has never hurt me,

see. That must be really

“Yeah it is.”

that any of them, especially those that have never hurt you in any way, would ever whip

know. I would like to

trust because of what

“Yes.”

understandable, and we will work on that together Can I ask how old you were

was the night of my

led to you being

was scented as an Omega, and my father had Aurora moving me out of our home that day I hadn’t done anything wrong that day, that I know of,

“What was the present?”

cell in the dungeon. She handcuffed me, took off my shirt, whipped me then shoved me in the attic She told me I was the slave of the pack house starting that day When I asked her why, she told me it was because | was a disgusting Omega, and I deserved

all. Not only were you a pup, but you are also not disgusting. You are beautiful, bright, and

“Really?”

glowing recommendations from so many teachers, and medical staff. Including one from a

“Oh.”

They are all excited to meet you,

“Why?”

are truly

I am just an

and given time I will help you see that I think you have a lot of people who are

“Ok.”

come back to that. Now I want to ask you some simple questions about

“Ok?”

is your favorite

“Purple?”

is your

“Lilacs.”

were a pup, what was something you liked to

“Jax, and butterflies.”

what is your favorite

and cats are scared of us, but I don’t. I think they’re adorable, and their purr is soothing My wolf Leila feels

“Really?”

“Yes.”

you ever had a pet

“No.”

“Why not?”

used to pet on my way to school everyday when I

“Would you want one?”

yes, but cats and

the cat is raised from a kitten around wolves, they get along quite well. The younger the kitten the more likely it

know that. Do wolves ever

you know that you

“No.”

small animal sanctuary here at the school. When humans began researching emotional support animals, and their effect on those that live with emotional, and mental distress, we began to do the same. Now while humans tend to use dogs as emotional support animals, we wolves have had issues with that. As pack animals wolves tend to see dogs a pack members instead of support animals due to being of the same nature. Cats are different though. Odd as it may seem. Many

“I….I never knew that.”

wolves, who’s human side has suffered immense trauma parent kittens instead of attempting to attack. They will clean, play with, snuggle, and teach a kitten how to care for itself as it grows. They aren’t quite the same with adult cats. They more befriend, play with,

course the mother freaked out at first, until Leila returned it’s kitten. She even

“That was very sweet”

wolf. I’m lucky to have

like you were paired well

about emotional support animals, but wouldn’t

and no. Our wolves can provide us with company, and someone to always talk to when we are experiencing any thing in our lives. They are our best friend, and companion in life. They protect us, support us, calm us, listen to us, and take over for us when we need to pull back. Unfortunately they can not provide the physical support we need as they are us, and we are them. Part of healing from trauma is not just the mental and emotional support, but also the physical. Touch can be calming, and can ground

in, by my family, and my mate, I had to force myself not to pull away from the touches, and hugs they gave me before they left. Yes I enjoyed the touch once it happened, I had to force

can understand that as for many years any touch you received was painful one How

years or