Lonely Omega •Newtmas•

•Thirty Three•

A/N hey y'all! Thank you all for the kind words from my last note. Sorry I haven't updated in awhile, but as you all know a pretty tragic event happened. I will try to update more frequently again <3 and a lot of you chose option three! So I'll continue writing this book. If you rather it end, you can always stop whenever, but thank you for being apart of this journey! I hope you all enjoy.

Longer chapter because wattpad is being a b and won't let me copy and paste the rest into a different chapter!

Also this chapter is a rollercoaster fr. I'm also publishing this at 2:29 AM-

-Milo, xoxo
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~FRIDAY~

Todays the last day of being Thomas' mate and Newt still doesn't know what to do. Tonight he and Thomas will stand outside in the moonlight and Newt will be rejected as the clock strikes 12 AM.

It's late in the evening and the sky is starting to turn into a dark blue. Thomas is on his way over to give it his final shot with Newt and the omega couldn't be more terrified. He hates to admit he's grown fond of Thomas over the past few days and it hurts to think of a life without Thomas. Newt sighs heavily as he leans against the back of the house, waiting for Thomas to arrive.

Thomas made Newt's life a living hell and that's still hard for him to get over. How can he accept Thomas so suddenly?

Newt smells Thomas' earthy mint scent and stands up straight, allowing his tail to sway happily behind him.

"Hey," Thomas greets, his tail wagging as well.

The omega blushes, feeling nervous all of a sudden, "hey."

"Ready to go?" Thomas asks, knowing fully well Newt has no clue where they're going for their last date.

"I mean, I think so," Newt gives him a lopsided smile. His ears are perked up and his tail wags with excitement.

Suddenly Thomas starts transforming into his wolf. A dark brown fur grows on his body, his bones shrink and bend, transforming him into a wolf. It's not long till he's stepping out of clothes in his wolf form.

Newt stares at him with admiration. He's never had a chance to fully take in Thomas' wolf, he's only ever ran from him. Newt can't help but reach out, running his hand through Thomas' soft brown fur. The wolf holds back a growl, not wanting to scare off his mate. Thomas isn't used to being pet, it's odd and he can't tell if he enjoys it or not since it makes him feel small and vulnerable. Watching Newt's hand over his head, stroking his fur is a whole different sensation. He tunes out his feelings and watches Newt, noticing the happy smile on his face as he pets Thomas.

Thomas steps back, giving Newt the clue he wants to get going. "Turn around," he says shyly. Thomas does as he's told and turns around as Newt shifts behind him.

Suddenly a wolf head is bumping against his own, nudging Thomas affectionately. Thomas' tail starts wagging and he turns to look at Newt's wolf.

Newt has his ears tucked back and his tail tucked straight down, trying not to hide between his legs. Thomas ignores his shyness and admires his fur, just how Newt did. He circles Newt, smelling him all over and wagging his tail as he does so.

Thomas suddenly jumps back and sticks his bum in the air, wanting to play. Newt lets out a shy whine and his tail slowly starts wagging behind him. Thomas jumps side to side, trying to encourage Newt to loosen up. Newt ducks his head before doing a small little jump towards Thomas. The alpha smiles and licks Newt's muzzle, giving the other wolf butterflies.