CHAPTER 2

 She closed her eyes as she remembered her original pack in Quebec. They were nothing like the other packs she'd been with or seen. There were a lot of laughs and kindness, omegas may have been the weakest, but they weren't looked down upon, and the Alpha Pair led and protected the pack firmly, but with big hearts in such a way that made her wolf howl in longing, pain, and sadness. She then remembered the fire that day so long ago and their massacre. She knew they were neither the largest nor the strongest pack in Quebec, but it wasn't the fire alone that killed them, it couldn't have been. Someone had to have killed them, but as an omega, she couldn't find out who did it. Even if she tried and did do so, what could she have done? She exhaled sorrowfully and sat up a bit as she tried to once again rid herself of those haunting memories and images, removing her scarf, the grey coat that covered her curvy yet athletic build along with her 34C boobs under her olive green turtle neck, and the beanie and letting her shoulder blade length hair fall down behind her as she fell back on the bed once again. As she lay in lonesome silence, sleep overtook her as she curled into a ball as if that would protect her from the past and the future. ~~* Pine trees. Shrubs. Cool water. A river. Fresh uncut grass. Remnants of recent snowfall. Jessica opened her eyes as she stopped sniffing the air, "A forest?" She looked around. How had she gotten here? "Wait," She looked down at herself, seeing that she was no longer in her turtle neck and matching jumper pants. She wore nothing but her own olive-colored skin, her brown nipples perked against the cool breeze, and her chest rose gently with each breath, "This is...a dream..." Regardless, she breathed in the air once more and a familiar and almost long-forgotten feeling rushed through her body, mind, heart, and soul. She felt... Free. It almost made her cry; she hadn't had this feeling in a long time. It was a freedom that she never thought she'd feel again, or even in the near future. The desire to shift, just because she wanted to, not to run away, hide, or protect herself, but just purely to run, to feel the earth, grass, or snow beneath her paws, the air against her fur, and the moon on her back... She looked down in front of her at the sound of approaching steps and saw her other self, her wolf self. She had white fur along with golden blonde fur on her paws and tail, and grey fur under her belly. Their eyes matched with the only difference being that her wolf's eyes seemed brighter. She was beautiful. Her wolf approached her and moved her muzzle in her hand in a loving and welcoming manner. Jessica smiled at her wolf, greeting her with a pet on her head, and with the same thought in their mind, took off into a sprint through the forest. They ran as one, brushing up against the same pine, jumping the same logs, every breath and beat in their hearts in perfect sync, everything together. However, something caused them to stop their fun and freedom all too quickly. Her wolf stopped, her fur standing on ends as she looked over her shoulder, sniffing the air swiftly and cautiously before quickly turning and growling deeply, almost threateningly. "W...what is it?" The sudden change in her wolf shocked her, and she didn't understand why. She found out the moment she heard a howl not to distance them. Why was there another wolf here? She wanted to run away. She felt even in this dream state that she couldn't face another wolf, but she was compelled to stay there as if it were some pull, some force that bound her to that spot. She looked down once again at her wolf, who continued to growl intensely as the howling came close, and the sound of paws could be heard. Jessica's lips quivered and her heart beat rapidly as she sensed what her wolf was about to do. "No...please don't do it," She thought to herself and to her wolf, "Please..." Her wolf didn't yield to her as she then charged and lunged at the unfamiliar wolf. Jessica dare not look at them; the sounds being enough. She could easily tell what was going on from that. The sound of her wolf's paws circled around the foreign wolf. All too soon, she heard her wolf yelp slightly as the fight once again began. The clashing of claws and teeth continued as they growled, barked, and snapped at each other, the snow, grass, leaves, twigs, and even the bark of the trees making just as much noise and telling her every detail that was happening until finally, her wolf yelped once more, the sound of a body falling ricocheted through the forest floor. Jessica flinched when it did, her body starting to shudder as if suddenly cold, however, she felt the anticipation her wolf felt, the heat that started to pour from her core and make its way through her body. The other wolf growled throatily, forcing her to submit. All fell silent for a while before she heard the sound of their bodies shifting against the grass and snow. Her wolf began to whimper wantonly as the other wolf growled only lightly, forcing her wolf to raise her rear and move her tail to the side for him. Jessica's heart rate increased and her blood began to feel like fire as the wolf sniffed her at first before licking her wolf's entrance in quick strokes and then long and torturous ones. Her wolf mewled at the torturous pleasure, the sound of her paws trying to push her pussy closer echoed through Jessica's mind. At that the unknown wolf plunged his lengthy tongue deep within her, earning a howl from her, and a gasp from Jessica. Finally, after what felt like forever yet only minutes, the wolf ceased his pleasing tongue and pulled away, earning a lustful and dissatisfied growl from her wolf at the emptiness and a quivering pant from Jessica, but none too soon, he mounted her. His cock started to enter her other self, her wolf's tight and ready sex welcoming him into her, causing Jessica to let out a cry and her legs to weaken, her body felt like liquid fire and the heat burned from her core. Mate. The word rang in her head, her wolf yelping, whimpering in pure ecstasy as the unknown wolf pushed himself inside her to the hilt before pulling out halfway and back in primal, steady thrusts. This is our mate. Jessica shook her head in denial, but her body and her wolf proved otherwise as the sounds—the feeling—of their rutting continued with more whimpers, yelps, and growls. Their fucking sped up as she could sense—no—feel his knot starting to form inside her other self, form inside her, their whimpers and growls becoming more and more desperate for release. In that sudden moment when they were about to go over the edge, bare arms encircled Jessica's shoulders in an embrace, causing her breath to catch in her throat and her needy body to stop moving. The arms were muscular and bronze colored and whomever they belonged to breathed raggedly against her neck, matching the foreign wolf's, his black-brown hair moving softly against her own. With a growl in his throat, a husky, baritone voice passed his lips, causing her soul itself to melt as he spoke with lust and longing, "Look at me." "Order up!" The chef stated from behind the kitchen counter, ringing the bell, snapping Jessica out of her temporary daze. She turned quickly and fluidly as she grabbed the plate and glass from the counter before heading toward the elderly woman who had ordered it. "There you are, ma'am," Jessica smiled at the woman, nothing giving away the thoughts that clung to her mind, "I hope you enjoy your meal."