Ithan had returned to the den. And now he left as the prime. The antidote for everyone’s power was handed out. You were once an omega. But now, you felt far from it. Your true self and power flowed through your veins. You and Ithan were always close. He could almost count every single freckle that ran across your nose. After you helped around to get others settled you raced around looking for Ithan. You’d sniffed him out walking out of the gate. He had to leave. He had another mission to do, you raced up to him panting and called out his name. He turned around to face you. With perfect poise and you felt the power emanating from him. He wasn’t the old soft ithan.

“What?” he said with a low steady voice that wanted to make your knees fall to the ground in submission.