Chapter 108: Pre-Heat (2)
His misty eyes stared at the clothes for a moment before he smiled and seemed to think of something. In fact, rather than saying it was all intentions, his instincts as an omega was guiding him.
Holding Spade’s suit, which still had the alpha’s scent, Arren walked to the bed and rearranged the stuff there. Sometimes his lips would pout, then frown, and only after getting into the desired position did he smile with satisfaction.
If one looked closely, no one would be unfamiliar with it, especially omegas. It was an omega in the pre-heat building his nest!
Most of the time, some omegas skip nesting entirely, especially if they are already in heat or are only planning to spend the heat with an alpha companion without any strings attached. Nesting wasn’t common at this point in time, where having heat and rut companions were beginning to be the norm.
After all, the idea of an omega was to have a secure and comfortable place for him to be mated with his alpha, so it certainly needed some sort of connection and feelings for this instinct to be triggered. In a sense, if the omega already developed a nesting habit during his heat, it only meant he saw the alpha that would accompany him as his mate or a potential mate.
After arranging the mattress, quilts, and pillows to form his preliminary nest, Arren seemed to think of something else and stood up. He brought over some of his and Spade’s clean clothes and arranged them neatly in the bed while also having a messy look at the same time.
When he was done doing this, he laid down on his nest, curling up slightly while holding Spade’s used clothes tightly. He was becoming muddleheaded due to the scent, and sometimes there was also some pain in his stomach that intensified the hotness that he was feeling.
"Spade... Alpha..." he mumbled, somewhat in a desperate and longing tone. He knew he wanted something, but he couldn’t pinpoint what it was. Arren also deeply missed his boyfriend, so much so that he was thinking of going out and meeting him to ease his yearning.
However, when this thought crossed his mind, Arren’s blank and misty eyes seemed to flash with a reason as though he had been awakened by some kind of enchanting dream.