The Deaf Gamma's Omega Mate

Chapter 4

Altan's POV:

"What do you mean, Altan?" Bobby asked. 

 'It's not that hard to understand, Bobby! Why didn't you tell anyone you found your mate?! You upset her and made her leave.' I told him. I finally got up the nerve to talk to Bobby about Mary. 

 "You don't understand, Altan. She's a rogue. Rogues can't be trusted. I didn't tell anyone because I don't want people to know!" I growled. I was angry. 

 'My mom was a rogue, Bobby! Are you gonna say she can't be trusted too?!' 

 "That's different, Altan! She was escaping the rogue attack from her old pack! She wasn't a real rogue. And if she was, the pack would've been destroyed by now because of it!" 

 I growled and stormed away. He was probably calling my name but I couldn't hear him. 

 "Altan? Are you alright, sunshine?" my mom walked into my room. I shrugged. "Altan, I know something is bothering you.." she said. I sighed and finally answered. I told her everything. Even about Shane and his new sister. 

 'What do I do, mom?' I asked, leaning my head against her shoulder.

 She put her arm around me and hugged me. "Oh my boy, I might not understand what they're going through, but I think I can comprehend it." she smiled at me. "Altan, as you know, when I met your father, I was a rogue. And he was the Gamma of this pack. He had more of a responsibility to protect this pack than Bobby does now. And he still does. I know it was hard for him...Not just because some people put down Gammas and hurt him and made fun if him for it. But because his mate was a rogue. Now indeed I may have been special, but I didn't know the future. I still don't. For all I knew, he could've rejected me. But he gave me a chance. What Bobby doesn't understand, is that some rogues can be trusted. And I was a real rogue. I may have been running away from my pack, but that didn't make me any less rogue." 

 'I just wish he'd give Mary a chance...She seems like a nice person and I think that she'd be a great mate and pack member. And Bobby has a hard job as a warrior, I think. To me, warriors really need the strength of their mates. Their love and strength. I think the reason why our pack has good success is a little because of the mates of the warriors, even the mates of the Alpha, Gamma, and Beta, they support them. They have the strength and love of their mates to help them.' 

 "Altan, you are a smart young boy. I am proud to call you my son." my mom told me. I smiled up at her. 

 'Isn't there something I can do? I really wish I could just..do something for them..' 

 "Well, son, I'm not sure what you can do. You can just try to talk to them. But don't force them. Just be there for them and gently encourage them to make the right decision. Do you understand, my sunshine?" I nodded. 

 'I understand. Thanks mom.' After we talked, we 'sang' our song together. Well, mom sings and signs. I just sign. She sang it to me every night when I was a baby, she told me. I love when we do it together. Or when she just does it alone herself. Even when she doesn't sign. She sings it slow enough, to the point where I assume it's still normal, but also to the point I can read her lips. 

Bobby's POV:

I don't know what to do. I know that, a mate is something I've dreamed about since Micah found his mate. I've seen that he is so much happier with Zoey. And I wanted that too. But I can't be thinking about myself. I have to think of the pack. The pack comes first. 

 I walked through the park with Micah one day, and we had an interesting discussion. 

 "So, little brother, you haven't found your mate yet. I was thinking, if you want, we could travel to different packs together and look for her." Oh nuts. 

 "Um...a-actually, Micah...I already found her.." I mumbled. We stopped walking and he stared at me. 

 "Did you say that you already found your mate??" he asked in shock. I nodded hesitantly. 

 Probably one of the last people I wanted to tell, was my brother. He was already a pack warrior and a really good one too! He's always been my role model. I want to be just like him someday. And, like everyone probably does, I want to make my role model proud of me. 

 "Bobby, why didn't you tell me?? Why haven't you told anyone for that matter??" 

 "Shane, Italy, and Altan know...I just haven't told anyone else about it.." I responded. 

 "But why, Bobby?" he asked me gently. 

 "Because she's a rogue! Mary, the rogue that found Laura, she's my mate. I haven't told anyone, because I'm not sure if I'm going to take her as my mate." Micah stared at me dumbfounded as I continued. "Rogues aren't to be trusted. They can't be trusted! If I take her as my mate, I'd be putting the pack in danger. I'm a warrior in training. It's my responsibility to protect the pack, not put them at risk of danger!" Micah shook his head. 

 "Bobby, I know your responsibility. I have the same. But to be a good warrior, you need to learn to trust. Your problem is, not knowing who or when to trust some one. Now, I'm not saying you'll get it right all the time, but when you can trust somebody, you'll know. And I think you can trust that mate of yours. But you have to get to her and talk to her before something happens." 

 "What do you mean, Mikey?" I asked him. Mikey was what all his siblings called him. It was basically our nickname for him. 

 "What I mean, Bobby, is that you never know what's going to happen in those woods. It's full of other rogues. And I happen to know, that females are weaker than males. She may have learned and protected herself so far from them, but who knows if she'll be able to much longer.." he answered. My eyes went wide in realization. My mate was in danger...