Page 22 of My Omega's Dream

The hope that was tenderly holding my heart flares with excitement at the statement. It burns so bright I can feel it heating my face. He wants me. He still wants me! I’m so overjoyed that I do the only thing I can think to do; I kiss Avery.

Avery startles but quickly sinks against me, his body relaxing as I pull him against me. His lips press against my own and I’m completely and utterly lost. Kissing Avery feels like finding a home after being on the road for far too long. Kissing him feels like breathing after holding your breath so long your lungs burn. Kissing him feelsright.

Avery’s lips are soft. They press gently yet eagerly. I don’t think I’ve ever experienced a more perfect first kiss. If I’m lucky, maybe this will be my last first kiss.

I have no idea how this has happened. Somehow in the span of a few days, I’ve fallen for this omega. It doesn’t feel real and if I didn’t know any better, I’d say I was dreaming. But this is better than any dream I’ve ever visited because it’sreal.

We pull away from each other, our eyes locking. I clear my throat. “I hope that was okay.”

“More than okay,” Avery whispers. He tucks himself against my chest once more and I carefully lie back so we can properly look up at the sky. During all of this, the sun has fully set, leaving the sky sparkling with bright dots of stars.

“I’ve never felt this way before,” I say, barely above a whisper, not wanting to disturb this wonderful little bubble we’ve made for ourselves.

“Neither have I. Whatever this is, it’s special,” Avery whispers back. “Oh, wow!”

I look up and find the sky splitting open with lights of neon green. Northern Lights dance across the sky. I feel like I can’t look away but at the same time, I can’t help but chance glances at Avery, wanting to see the look of wonder across his features. Both things vie for my attention, both things more beautiful than words could describe.

We watch the sky together. One moment, we’re enjoying the view. In the next moment, we’re still together but now we’re both in Avery’s dream.

Chapter eleven

Avery

I’ve never had a dream like this before. Maybe this is inspired by the Northern Lights that Frost and I were just watching.

I’m in the sky. Or maybe this isn’t the sky, maybe it’s just the middle of space. Everything is black and vast with glittering sparkling stars lighting my path. All around me, dancing green lights follow me. I feel like I’m dancing across a painting. Or maybeI’mactually the art.

I’m not a body, but a nebulous shape, floating through space. I’m the light itself, drifting and floating and moving.

I feel so unlike myself. I feel free. I feel like I’m flying. Is this what bird shifters feel when they’re soaring?

My greens need an accent color to mix with and instinctively, I start searching through the vast night sky for Frost. Now that I know it’s him who’s been visiting in my dream, I know it’s only a matter of time before I find him again.

For a moment, I wonder if I should feel betrayed or something. He was coming into my dreams without my permission,inserting himself into something so deeply personal. But even though I know that, my heart can’t find an ounce of anything other than excitement. These feelings I’ve been experiencing are actually real. This excitement and lust and affection have a real person attached to them instead of just my imagination.

The alpha in my dreams is the same alpha I’ve been crushing on in the real world. That’s good news for me and my heart because it’s not all in my head or made up. This isreal, even if it’s all coming on really fast.

Is that how these things go? Is it true that once you find your person, you justknow?

I continue drifting until I sense something. I follow the feeling until I find another nebulous, undulating blob. Somehow, I just know these blue and purple lights are Frost.

Our blobs float closer and closer until we’re circling each other. The edges of our lights brush against each other. The moment they touch, I’m flooded with warmth. I can feel his emotions and in turn, he can feel my own. Affection, curiosity, excitement, nervousness. All of it hits me square in the chest. I send the same back until we’re stuck in a feedback loop of sensations and emotions.

I can feel the way he’s nervous about everything I’ve learned and I do my best to send acceptance across this weird, floaty bond we have going on. I move closer and closer until our colorful blobs are mixing, intertwining, becoming one.

This feels sensual, like our spirits are touching. And maybe they are. This might be a dream, but now that I know that’s really Frost, everything feels so muchmore.

Warmth. Pleasure. Affection. Ecstasy. It all mingles between us, passed back and forth. Intimacy like I’ve never experienced before. It’s like our souls are fucking as our lights intertwine.

I guide the two of us down. Where everything was space and emptiness a moment ago, now a floor appears. I guide the two ofus to it, landing solidly on our feet. Our bodies materialize, yet we remain shining, me green and Frost blue. We’re resplendent.

“Sit with me,” I say softly, kneeling on the ground before Frost. He joins me, sitting across from me. “Explain. I want to know more about all of this.”

He looks around us, watching as colors continue to swirl and dance around us. The colors occasionally pass across our skin, leaving warm tingles behind. “This is all you,” he says, his voice tinged with wonder. “You’ve created this dreamscape, I’m just here to enjoy it.”

“But how?” I ask, pulling him close so he knows I’m not upset, only curious. “How can you be here with me?”

“I’m not really sure, to be completely honest. It was just something I was born with.”

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