Page 49 of My Shy Alpha

But something doesn’t add up. “Wait, I am a wolf, though.”

“You are. At least, mostly. But the fact that you never had your heat until meeting Noah and also never shifted is highly... unheard of.”

“Even for other part-wolves like me?”

Amy winces. “I can’t say I’m well-educated on hybrid wolves, unfortunately...”

“No one else has been some type of hybrid before?”

“They have, but not in this pack. And especially not mated to the Alpha. If I’m being honest, I’ve never heard about any Alphas mated to hybrids.”

I have to take a deep breath, feeling lightheaded.

Which is when Noah’s mindlink interrupts my thoughts. Are you okay? I know you’re talking to Amy in private, but I feel something off, and I’m concerned.

My heart lifts just enough for hope to re-enter. I’m okay, thanks. We’re just talking about something heavy. I’ll be back in a minute.

Take your time. Let me know if you need anything.

I smile, wiping away my tears. Gripping Amy’s hands, I’ve never felt more afraid yet certain about what I want. “I guess someone has to be the first hybrid Luna. Why not me?”

Amy breaks into a huge grin, tackling me with a hug. “I love you. You’re such a badass.”

“I love you, too, Amy. I don’t know where I’d be without you.”

“You don’t have to know, because I’m not planning on going anywhere. We’ll get it all worked out, okay?”

“Okay...”

But everywhere I look, wolves display their affection with hugs, nuzzling, and laced hands throughout their casual conversations, and there isn’t a second of questioning their demeanor or social cues. But here I am, relishing in the fact that I let a man touch me for the first time in five years without panicking. I’ve never felt more behind.

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Amy and I find Noah still crowded by eager wolves. The only indication he’s there is his head - poking just a bit higher than everyone else’s. As wolves trickle away, one woman stays by Noah’s side, animated and giggling.

Noah passes me a subtle glance. The young woman follows his gaze, revealing sharp, glittering brown eyes set above stark cheekbones. When she spots me, she grasps Noah’s arm to whisper, and his feet shuffle nervously.

I’ve never been the jealous type, but now there’s even less reason to be; our bond reveals Noah’s innermost emotions. When he looks at this woman, he feels adoring and protective, but his affection for her is in a separate category altogether from the romantic attraction he feels for me. She peeks at me again, nudging Noah harder, and that’s when I feel it – soft, fluttering gushes of affection I witnessed from the moment I marked him. Noah touches his mark as he blushes, and I smile no matter how heavy my heart still feels; she must’ve mentioned me to Noah.

I stride over, hoping to meet this bright young woman. “Hello, I’m back!”

“Hi!” The woman beams. She raises her eyebrows at Noah, nodding toward me to urge him to introduce us. I giggle when Noah only shuffles his feet again, intense shyness erupting from our bond. The woman scowls. “Noah!”

He scowls back. “I-I know, I know.”

It surprises me at first - a snappy youthfulness to Noah’s demeanor that I’ve never seen from him. But Noah reaches for my hand, and I gladly take it.

“Sweet Omega, this is my little sister, Rainn.”

I gasp, looking at Rainn with fresh eyes. Thick, silky brown hair frames her cut jawline, glowing, copper skin radiates warmth from her pink cheeks, and the same piercing eye shape encompasses her gaze. I have to laugh - I didn’t see their stark resemblance sooner thanks to Noah’s stoic resting face, whereas Rainn is a ball of vibrant energy.

I open my arms, dying to hug her. “Oh, my gosh, hi! It’s so good to meet you!”

Rainn gives me the tightest squeeze she can, only pulling away to take another look at me.

Noah beams at Rainn as she breaks into a full-faced grin, opening her palms for me to grasp. When I take them, she lifts my hands to her nose to give them a good sniff.

I gasp. “O-oh! Uh–”

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