Mary panted into the bed sheets as her mother dabbed a small wash cloth onto the deep gashes on her back. Her fingers curled into the pillow for a moment as the antiseptic scent filled the air.
It had been...a long night. Back in the olden days it would still be going, the alphas, or in this case the alphas and the lone omega, would be fighting continuously until one wolf remained still standing.
But this was modern times and everyone had some sort of day job, in Mary's case she had her waitressing job to get to in, she quickly looked at the clock, in about four hours. And then she had a week to get better and get ready for the next round of fighting.
Mary took a deep breath and turned her head to press into the pillow as her mom placed the bandages on her back.
"Now that you've gotten that out of your system." Deanna said. "You can stop it and drop out of this."
Mary gave a snort at that. "No."
"Yes." Deanna said, pressing down on the bandages hard enough for Mary to give off a small hiss of pain. "This is insane and you're going to end it."
Mary scoffed and moved to sit up, trying not to move her arms too much. "I'm going to see it to the end and I'll be the pack leader."
"Mary, the wolves that are left are all fighters and they will try to kill you." Deanna told her.
"And how is it going to look that I immediately back out the moment I win the first round?" Mary demanded, wanting to cross her arms but not wanting to move those muscles. "No, I can't drop out even if I want to, and I don't." she added. ""
Whatever Deanna was about to say someone rang the doorbell and stopped her right before she spoke. She cast one more look at her daughter before she turned and went to answer the door.
Mary sighed and let her body slump just a little bit, eyes closing. She was drained and exhausted and all she wanted to do was to go to sleep and not wake up until next week. Her eyes snapped open however when she heard a surprisingly familiar voice downstairs.
Mary forced herself to get up, throwing on her dads shirt, it was loose enough to not agitate her wounds but enough to cover herself with as she walked out of the room.
Her eyes narrowed when she saw that wolf, John, standing there speaking to her father and mother. When he saw her he smiled and his eyes were alight.
Mary raised an eyebrow at him and brought her head up. "What are you doing here?"
"Just wanted to check on how you are." John said, smiling at her as he came closer to her. He held out a small bag and she could smell the medicine from where she was. "And I wanted to give this to you."
Mary didn't reach out to take it. "What is it and are you visiting all the wolves?"
"Its medicine, my father made it to prevent scarring. And only the wolves that I am interested in." John told her, still smiling. "And you're the only wolf that holds my interest in anyway."
Mary just stared at him. "We're opponents here." she told him. "We are both competing for the same position, we can't be helping each other."
"We're not fighting each other yet." John pointed out. "At this time we're on separate sides even in the fighting. We're not going to fight until we're the only two left."
"I intend to be the only one left." Mary told him. "So keep your medicine and keep your regards, you're going to need it."
If anything Johns smile widened slightly and he gave a small nod. "Alright." he said, putting the box to the side instead. "I have a new proposition for you."
Ignoring the pain Mary crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm listening."
"How about you and I go out for coffee tomorrow night and discuss what we want to do when we're pack leader." John offered, his voice all but rolling over her entirely. "Maybe we can see what other similarities we can came up with."
From the corner of her eyes she could see that her parents were interested, despite her bloodline not that many wolves came to ask her for courtship, her parents had said that it was a few other aspects that prevented too many callers. More than a few of the other omegas her age had already mated and some were even expecting children.
(There was a part of her, the omega part that she tried her best to ignore, that was kinda jealous. That wanted to leave her parents home to live with her mate and equal and have children. But she firmly and forcefully pushed all those desires deep down into her which she then covers with a not so healthy helping serving of whiskey and cheap beer.)
"No thanks." Mary said turning around to go back to her room to sleep for three hours. "I'm busy."
"All week?" John asked, tilting his head to the side slightly.
Mary tried not to notice his dimples. "All week." she said firmly. "I have work and I need to get ready for the next fight."
If John looked disappointed he hid it well. "I do too actually." he mused. He smiled at her once more. "Maybe the following week then."
"I wouldn't count on it." Mary told him, wanting to nip this in the bud as quickly as she could.
John just smiled at her and bowed his head slightly in her direction. "Good luck Mary." she tried to ignore how her name would roll off of his lips. He bid his goodbye to her parents as well before leaving, his box of medicine still in its place where he put it.
"Mary, he seems like a nice boy." Deanna said gently, wringing her hands together in front of her, disappointment clear on her face.
Mary thought for a moment and breathed out slowly. "Right now I don't care how nice he is, he's my competition."
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