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Farah woke up in her master chambers, not sure what is she doing there. The last time she remembered was when she talked to her Alpha. Not hers anymore. Or? Not even that was clear. Her head hurt like hell, her body hurt, she felt like throwing out and there was a burning feeling on her neck. How did she get here, and why is her head all dizzy? She tried to stand up, but her legs won't cooperate. In the air was a scent so familiar it hurt. Yet her scent wasn't entirely hers there was something more. Something she never smelled on her, only once. At that one night with the former headmistress, but that can't be true. Rosalind was not here. Free but not here. Where she was? She was there on the night… at the graves. That night…
flashback
A misty graveyard before dawn. The graves laid before her. It was a cold and windy day. Long and exhausting after the attack of the Burned Ones. She heard steps.
"You buried them. How noble." Nice words with a cold voice only she could say it this way.
"Well, it seemed fitting, seeing as they were clearly human at one time." She turned to her.
She was almost the same as she remembered her the last day they argued about all the crimes. Peaceful and bossy all at once only her Alpha could do that. How she hated her for it yet it was so familiar and dear to her.
"But then you knew about them, didn't you?"
"I did. I did." She smiled sarcastically.
Of course, it wouldn't be Rosalind if she didn't.
"Are they more out there?" please not Farah thinks.
The tension in the air is unbearable and the scent of them mixing. Meeting after this long time brought back memories a lot of them. Not all were pleasant but that was the way of them. The Omega in her screamed to run it was in Rosalind's scent that something will go wrong. But she stayed in order of having questions for the older women.
"Shit ton" Rosa then looked Far up and down.
Her scent the look all of it was too much. She can't do much about it. Only one thing. Truly only one and how she desired it for a long time for long 22 years. Once she nearly got there but Far escaped and never turned back. Runner from that moment of that night ever since.
"Oh God. Don't pout, Farah." Her eyes were angry still that lovely brown and her face wore down.
It was a stressful week for Omega like her. Her Alpha screamed at her. It was the only way.
"Fine. I'll let you on a little secret just this once. There's a legend. It's a thousand years old. That's how old the Burned Ones are, by the way. They were soldiers from an ancient war. The legend is about the magic used against them. It created them. It's powerful. It's primal. The Dragon Flame. It burns inside our changeling friend." Farah's look burned her skin.
"So that's why Bloom was able to transform so easily."
you can't take the credit tho Rosa thinks. "With my guidance, yes. The Burned One's never stood a chance."
The Omega screamed inside her not to be aggressive. Don't assault the Alpha like that but she couldn't help herself this was too much.
"You let Burned Ones into the school to test her?! Risked the lives of countless students?" Rosalind got closer at the bench they were sitting on. Their faces inches away.
"Yes, it was necessary to know she was capable of transformation. Her Alpha isn't that strong as I would like but she can learn. Like you"
Rosa placed a hand on Far tight. And the Omega submitted easily. Alphas pheromones were strong, musky and overwhelmed her completely. She could feel her magic giving in.
"But you would do so much trouble to save her and all the other, wouldn't you?"
"Y-Yes" Farah answered weakly.
"Then I must take care of it. Of you."
Her second hand flew to Omegas neck and hold her. Alpha's teeth tore the skin open under her scent glands. Pheromones went wild and knock Omega out of consciousness.
end of flashback
Her body can't be longer without Rosa if it's true. Farah stumbled to the bathroom and looked at her neck. It's true. The mating bite is there. Her Omega was pleased after all those years she didn't mate finally there was a mate. But her brain was angry. She doesn't belong to herself anymore, her body and soul all of it was Rosa's now. Her weakness got her here but being another minute without her mate could kill her. So she stumbled to the door and out not knowing what is she wearing or caring how does she look. She must get to her mate. The scent of Rosalind leads her through Alfea right to the headmistress office. It hurt less now it was nearly tolerable. Yet her head was still dizzy and clouded with the need of her mate. Farah collapsed through the door.
"P-please… I need… need you" Said the Omega weakly and Rosa stood from her chair.
"What that was Farah? Do you need me? Last time we spoke you wanted to run from me and now you're crawling back to me how classic of you."
"I can't survive without you. It hurts, please. H-help me." Her eyes started to wet her cheeks.
"Well, you can't just die now. I have plans for you." Rosa came to her helped her to the couch and held her in her arms. And Farah suddenly felt better.