Fated to the Alpha's Sons: An Omegas Rise to Fame-Chapter 56: Stuffed.

Bethany lay still, taking slow breaths as she processed everything Tristan said. It made sense, so much sense, but they had to do something about it. She wasn’t sure how, but something had to be done.

"Princess. What are you thinking about?" Theo asked, his mind and mood still abit sour, but very close to normal.

"It’s just..we are not going to let these things continue are we? We are going to do something about it right?" She asked, looking at Tristan, hope glistening in her eyes.

"Princess, I do understand where you’re coming from, but I believe that if it was something that could be fixed, we would have done that already, as we have every other one that could be fixed." He explained.

"So we are just going to let it linger?" She sat up on the bed, her back to the head board while she held the duvet over her chest, covering her tits. "Does that mean y’all have places on your bodies that I’m forbidden to touch?" She asked but didn’t get a single reply from them, just Tristan’s solemn expression.

Her shoulders slouched as she let her head fall back on the the head board in exhaustion.

"It’s okay." She said after a while. Whatever it was, they could walk through it. She wasn’t about to change them or force them to give up those parts. She had to wait for them to come around, besides they had forever. "I understand." She muttered.

"Thank you, Bethany." Tristan said. "That means a lot to us."

She shrugged her shoulders in response, letting out a small smile. "He will be fine though, right?" She asked, letting her head lean on Theo’s shoulder, the tension in his body dissipating slowly as he took a lung full of her scent.

"Oh, of course. He should come around by tomorrow." Tristan said, getting up from the bed, Theo had told him twice now that it was time to leave. He didn’t want to, not at all.

"Okay. That’s better." She said, releasing a small sigh of relief.

"Yeah." He said, rubbing her feet one last time. "I’d leave you guys to it. I’m glad you’re okay, Princess." His soft eyes that were filled with restrained longing, caressed her collar bone, neck and every other chunk of skin that was exposed.

"Thank you for coming, Tristan." She said softly, her gaze lowered shyly.

"Anytime, Princess. Bye." He said primly, shooting her a tiny wink before turning his back to them as he walked away from the room.

’Take care of her, and yourself, Theodore. No slipping.’ He commanded through their link, his expression stoic.

’Copy.’

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"How are you feeling?" Theo asked softly, his eyes closed as he basked in her scent and warmth, enjoying every bit of it.

"I’m okay. What about you? Are you still angry?" She asked, staring absentmindedly into the dark themed room.

"Not so much. I kinda understand what happened, and honestly, I might be able to relate. I was being hypocritic jumping at him in anger." He admitted, sighing.

"Like you said, you were angry. It’s okay to be angry. Atleast, you’ve been able to admit to it." She pointed.

"Yeah, I guess that counts." He replied, sighing.

"Sooo.." She drawled, lifting her head from his shoulder. "What part of your body has triggers or bobby traps." She said, letting a small smile lay easily on her lip as she looked up at him.

But it disappeared as she took in his appearance.

"Why do you look... disheveled?" She asked, taking out a piece of grass from his hair, and a tiny stick. "Did you run?"

Theo sighed, getting up from the bed, heading to a full length mirror on the wall, not too far from his closet. "When Troy asked me to come for you, I knew driving was going to be too slow, and wouldn’t be able to contain my anger, so I ran through the woods."

"That was risky, Theo!" Bethany scolded. "What if you were intercepted by hunters?"

"Hunters? They don’t hunt people like me, Princess. They hunt rogues and strays, not me. They wouldn’t dare." He said coldly while her put his appearance in shape.

"Mmm, okay." She said, relaxing on the board. "So what part of your body is bobby trapped then?" She said, circling back to her initial question, her eyes on him. She took note of the the way his body tensed before the mirror.

"I’m not asking for the story, Theo. Just the place or places." She could see his shoulders relax abit as she clarified.

Sighing, she opened her link to her wolf.

’Why do all of them look like they are carrying the weight of the world in their shoulders?’ She asked Maria sadly.

’I really don’t know, Beth. Their wolves are not talking either, but I know it’s something really peculiar for each of them. Peculiar and heavy.’

’And there’s nothing we can do? A way we could help them out somehow?’ Bethany asked, the desperation her words were unmistakable.

’No, there’s nothing. Asides from being patient with them and standing beside them, I don’t see any other way we could help. Just give them time. It’s their story. I know it’s not easy to watch, but I believe, when they are ready to tell you, they will.’Maria admonished.

Sighing, Beth looked up to see that Theo had sat beside her.

"What did your wolf say?" He asked whispering. "Did she say she found me handsome?" He asked causing her to blush.

Just as she was opened her mouth to give snarky response, her stomach growled in hunger and she went crimson, snapping her mouth shut.

"Damn right, belly. Tell her. I am handsome." He said grinning widely.

"It’s saying it’s hungry, you butthole." She said, rolling her eyes.

Corky bastard.

"Oh." He muttered, scratching his head.

"Exactly, so how about you stuff me with food, Dummy." She said, smiling smug, feeling fulfilled as she’d finally delivered her snarky response.

"Oh, you want to get stuffed. I can think of many other ways." He teased, watching her crimson even further.

"You better take yourself and your dumb ideas out of my eyes, unless you’d be the one getting stuffed when I shove my feet up your fine ass." She threatened in a low tone, a very wide grin on her face.

Theo couldn’t help but scurry to his feet away from her.

"Yes, ma’am."

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