Filed To Story: The Omega Destiny
-Thane
If I could cry, I would be doing so. But, as I wait, no tears come. Last night was the best night of my life. However, this morning is one of the hardest I have had. No, it doesn’t compare to any of the horrific days I experienced when kidnapped, but a different kind of hard. Heartbreak, sadness hard. I really don’t have words to describe it. I gather myself emotionally and decide to shower and dress for the day. If I am going to meet my fated mate, I definitely don’t want to smell like alpha musk. I wouldn’t think Kian would attack his alpha, but shifters will do fight to death over the mates, especially if they feel threatened by another. I don’t need to meet my mate and get caught in a shifter fight. I also don’t need to meet my mate and have him murdered by Thane, although I could keep him that way. Until he found his mate. Then I would be alone and worthless. No, showering is a must.
I have butterflies in my stomach, and I feel like I could throw up at the same time from being so nervous at the prospect of meeting Kian. Staring at my clothes, trying to come up with the perfect outfit is enough to enrage me. I decide to settle on skinny jeans, knee high boots with a little heel, a black knit, off one shoulder sweater, and my long hair braided over my shoulder. I don’t want to give off the wrong impression and I only have rather plain clothing to choose from. Thane stated he would take me shopping, but now I think getting money and asking Monica may be the better idea. Although, I am not sure I can ask Thane for money, truthfully It may be time to think about employment. If I can think of the right job, one without too many encounters with alphas, I could possibly do it. I just don’t know what the “it” is yet. I put on some mascara and lip gloss and call it good.
My phone beeps and my heart Enks knowing that it is probably Thane, I rush to check it, not sure why because it won’t be anything my heart actually wants. The fact that I know what it wants, and I a capable of wanting it shows how much I have changed over these past few weeks. I pull open the message and begin biting my rails when I read that Kian has agreed to meet me in Thane’s office. Apparently, he is there getting the run down about me and my background. A thought disgusts me that someone else will know what happened to me, but if he is my mate he should know. Maybe I will be comfortable enough to go into details someday. I agree to the meeting. I really don’t want to, but I can’t come up with any good reasons why. It isn’t fair to him if he knows that I am here and refuse to meet him.
Around 30 minutes later, Cyrus is at my door to escort me to Thane office. He has a thin smile, doesn’t really meet his eyes. I can’t help that maybe he realizes how hard this is on me, or maybe he knows what Thane and I did last night. The thoughts of the night and what Thane can do with his mouth have me blushing, and Cyrus lets out a small laugh under his breath. Yeah, he definitely knows. Why wouldn’t he? They are best friends, and he is, his beta. For some reason the walk to the office from the elevator feels like I am walking to the electric chair. A slight sense of dread takes over me. I am sure it is nerves, but I can’t shake the feeling. I can’t quite put my finger on it and contribute it to seeing Thane post orgasms for the first time.
I walk into the room, the door already partly open, and see who I presume to be Kian sitting at Thane’s desk, his back facing the door. Thane isn’t looking up at Cyrus and I, no he is looking at Kian. Intently studying him and watching his movements. Or lack thereof Thane’s eyes dart, to me and he tries to smile, but it falls flat. I know he is thinking about this entire messed up situation we created. I know it also must be double hard for him to see me with a mate to hop on over to and start a life with, making it easier to get over him, and he doesn’t have that luxury. I could pray for him to find his mate, but I am too selfish to do that today. I don’t think my heart can handle it. Cyrus clears his throat, and Kian turns his head around towards us and smiles. He has a nice smile, No dimples still, but what can I do about it. He is handsome, but the love at first sight, fated mate bond snapping into place, the unicorns and rainbows isn’t there. I literally feel no different than before I walked into this office. My eyes dart back and forth between him and Thane, waiting for someone to take the initiative. The first step to end this awkwardness I am experiencing.
“Kian please stand and greet Ayla. Ayla, this is Kian. He claims that he recognized you as his fated mate and that is why he is here.* “I didn’t CLAIM, I know. My wolf recognized her scent. She is my fated mate.” Kian gruffs off sternly to Thane, causing Thane to dart his eyes back to him. “You will recognize me in this situation. I am still your alpha, whether you like what I am saying or not.” “Yes, alpha Thane, of course. Sorry, my wolf is just a little on edge at the moment.” “Your wolf is on edge in the presence of his mate? I am not sure that would be a normal fated mate bond reaction Kian.” “Look alpha, I don’t know why you would think I would lie about this. Ayla is my fated mate. My wolf recognizes her as his mate. I feel it.” he states while holding his hand over his chest. “Ayla, do you feel anything right now when you look at Kian, or when you entered my office?” Thane asks me and I answer by shaking my head “no” truthfully. Kian is handsome and I am sure he is nice or whatever, but I literally feel nothing. “She doesn’t feel anything because she is wolfless.” Kian states, causing me to bristle at his words and furrow my brows in anger. I am not wolfless, I just haven’t made me decision to connect with her, which sounds absurd, but when I think about it, but I have other safety variables to consider. One of them being my mate and whether or not he would accept us. Or if I would want him to. “How do you know she is without her wolf? I did not tell you that.” Thane asks him sternly. “I heard it when I was asking around about her, and I do not sense one within her. I didn’t mean any disrespect by it. I just think that could be the reason she isn’t feeling our bond.” “That is quite the theory you suddenly came to. One that we also had but wasn’t sure we were ready to share.”
To say that my letter to little wolf is a cop out is an understatement. I would have given up any alpha duty to lay next to her all day. Feel her skin on my skin. I had the best night sleep in my life and here I am in my office potentially handing her over to another shifter. I have gripped the edge of my desk so hard, that the wood has splintered. Ronan is riding me hard to rip this guy’s throat out. The fact he didn’t know when little wolf walked into the loom blows my mind. You have a fated mate bond, but can’t recognize her in the hall? Yes, I understand she isn’t connected with her wolf, which could be hindering that, but I just can’t believe that his wolf wouldn’t know his mate was approaching, let alone be the same freaking room. Something isn’t adding up. Or, because of the night we spent, my thoughts are clouded, and 1 am being paranoid. I would be lying if I said I wanted to give her up.
I can barely maintain her gaze. Thoughts of her strangling my dick last night keep flooding my mind. No doubt made worse by Ronan thirsting after her. She looks so small and afraid entering my office. She is clearly uncomfortable, maybe not with me. She probably hasn’t had the time to process the “us” in this situation. I need to figure out how to remove myself, while also staying heavily involved to ensure her safety. I also need to figure out how to do all of it??ithout murdering.anyone.
all considering it.” Kian retorts and I would rather “Well, it seems to be a popular theory then, one that is probably true if we listen to fingernails scrapping my second??ear schoolteacher’s chalkboard, then hear about his convenient theories. “Yes, well theories are theories until proven. Right now, with her disconnect from her wolf, which we are still heavily exploring, we do not have a way to prove she is your fated mate. Therefore, I think we need to let the level of involvement you have in her life be Ayla’s decision and hers alone.” “Wait a minute. She IS my mate. That is not something that can be ignored. I may not be as old as you are alpha, but I understand the fated mate bond, and I know my wolf will go crazy without his mate. You can’t expect us to suffer without her.” “I absolutely expect you to do whatever she decides and what I say. She has no way of knowing if you are telling the truth at this moment, and she has a lot of traumas we are navigating Ayla will not be thrown into a relationship with you when you don’t understand what she has been through and what she is currently dealing with.” “With all due respect alpha, do you think maybe you are too involved in this situation to make an unbiased judgment?”
I immediately jump out of my seat, ready to show this shifter who exactly I am, and why I am alpha, when Cyrus rushes towards me,, placing his hands on my chest and anchors me, reminding me the situation at hand. “Keep your cool Thane, or you are going to scare Ayla.” He whispers into my ear and sure enough when my gaze reaches little wolf, she is biting her nails, worry marring her beautiful features. “How close I am to Ayla has no bearing on the facts at hand. I am the alpha of this pack, and I will ensure the safety of every member and guest we have. Is that clear Kian?” “Yes, alpha Thane. I understand. How do we move forward then? We seem to be at a weird crossroads here with no answers as to what to do about it.” “Well, I personally would rather not put Ayla on the spot today, however given the back and forth going on, we have failed to even officially invite her into the room and hear her thoughts and with that I apologize to you Ayla, for our lack of respect towards you in this situation. Will you please come in here and take a seat?”
She hesitantly walks in, taking seat on my couch instead of in the hair next to Kian at my desk. Good girl. She looks amazing today. Her off the shoulder sweater bares the skin where this dick head’s mating mark would go. Kian gets up and walks over to Ayla slowly, seemingly taking the “I am confronting a wounded animal approach” before getting down on one knee in front of her to be eye level. “Is it okay Ayla, if I take a seat next to you?” he asks, and she slowly nods her head “yes.” “I don’t think I have properly introduced myself. My name is Kian. My wolf recognized you as out ated mate when I noticed your scent down at the hair salon in town. I know it is a lot to take in, especially after what you have been through, but I would really like the opportunity to talk with you and get to know you. Make a plan together. My wolf is riding me hard, and I don’t know how long I can keep him under wraps.” The vague threat does not go unnoticed by me. I can’t be certain he intended it to be one, seemed like a harmless statement, but knowing the trauma she has, you would think mentioning his wolf petentially forcing a claiming on her would be the last thing to bring up. Idiot.
I can see her wheels turning from here. Cyrus remains at my desk, probably to attempt me from lunging or shifting. My alpha aura is radiating strongly in the room, but little wolf doesn’t seem to notice anymore. She hesitantly looks at me, then back to Kian and nods her head “yes” in agreement. A huge part of me is pissed at Kian, but another part of me is proud of little wolf’s bravery. Of course, Kian has a huge smile on his face I would like to wipe off. Hopefully by tomorrow, I will have cooled off a bit. I can’t fault little wolf from having a life she deserves. It just sucks. I don’t even know how I got to this point. This isn’t me, but here I am. Fawning over little wolf. Head over heels. Exactly what I didn’t want to happen in my life before meeting my mate. “Is it okay if I walk with you back to your room? Alpha Thane stated you were staying here, and I could tell you a little bit about myself. Let you interrogate me on the way. You can write notes in my phone, or we can talk in your room?” He asks while she looks over at me for an answer. I hold her gaze briefly but realize I can’t answer for her. Maybe she needs confirmation that it is okay or that she will be safe. “Ayla, if you are comfortable walking with him, you may do so, or Cyrus can escort you back to your room and Kian can talk with you via your phones until you are more comfortable being alone with him.” She looks between both of us and then at Cyrus. Ayla stands up and shakes her phone at Kian and nods her head toward the door, apparently signaling she is fine walking with him. Her lack of self??reservation in this situation is upsetting. She is putting entirely too much trust in this fated mate situation. “Awesome. Lead the way.” Kian gets up and follows little wolf to the door. She looks over her shoulder at me one more time. I pick up my phone signaling I am only one button away. She smiles, but it doesn’t meet her eyes, telling me she has yet to come to terms with this as well.
“Alright Thane, tell me what is going on.” Cyrus starts to hound me as soon as my office door shuts. “What do you mean….going on? Ayla clearly is wanting to get to know Kian.” “You know what I mean. I want to know why I was assaulted with your musk when Ayla opened her door. It smelled like an orgy in the woods I wasn’t invited to.” That remark has me smirking. “Of course you weren’t invited. Ayla and I decided that because of this situation today, we would allow ourselves one night together and we took it. There is nothing to discuss further.” “What? Took it? You spent the night pounding that fine loo…..” “Shut the hell up Cyrus.” I quickly cut him off. “No, I am not giving you details like a horny pup. We had a night. It was amazing. Now it is over. The end.” “Well, I am not so sure it is the end. I saw the looks between you two. You are the alpha. Rip his throat out and take her as your own. It is obvious you two want each other.” “You know that would be a questionable action in regard to my leadership and I have a mate out there. I am waiting for her. I will find her Cyrus and I will love her. Ayla will find her mate, whether it is Kian or not and she will be loved.” doesn’t “I am not so sure that douche waffle is her mate, Thane. I don’t want to jump on the weird conspiracy train, but I would hope when I meet my mate, it is a little more eventful then a ‘hey it’s good to meet you’ moment. I don’t know. Maybe it is because she have her wolf.” “Well, we can talk about it all day long, but we are just going around in circles. I need to know what Ayla’s wolf told her when she was sedated. There is a reason she isn’t connected. I also want to know why she was kept so long. I just aren’t sure if I will be asking or you.” “Well, you have a better relationship with her Thane, clearly, but I get it why you need to back away.” “She knew my sister Cyrus. They were kept together, Friends. The same shifter ring. I need answers, but it may be too close to home to me. Maybe that is part of the draw to her I am dealing with. She was friends with my sister, and she smells like my mom’s damn favorite plant. “Well yes, those could be reasons, on top of her being a fine piece of you know what.” I cut him a glare and he shuts up. “I would just like to point out that you are a total asshole to everyone but her and I am team Ayla and Thane. I ship this. I need a name for it.” “YOU don’t need a name because there is nothing to ship.” Get Damon to follow Kian around. I want around the clock surveillance. I don’t trust him” “Alright. I will get Kian followed to see if I can get him out of the picture for Team Aylane. No. Team Thayla. Better. Team alpha dick and hot stuff. Closer.” “Get the hell out of my office Cyrus!”
Well, if there was an award given out for the most awkward moments, there would have been one given out in Thane’s office. I don’t even know where to start wrapping my head around the last 24 hours. You have a mate. I want you. We have a passionate night together. Now I watch as you run off with someone else. I am confused and consumed with guilt. Especially when I look at Kian. He looks sweet. Boyish. His scent is cinnamon. Not sure how I feel about it. It is not usually complimentary to me in anyway, however who am I to argue with the fates. He was kind in the office. A little out of bounds to Thane, but this whole situation is delicate. Kian leads me out into the hall, and we start walking together to the elevator. He doesn’t really pay me any attention and is rather don’t have any outward fears for my safety, although I quiet in the elevator. He may be nervous. I know I am full of nerves.
probably should, but Thane would have intervened I think if I was in any danger. Plus, he is one click away which helps. I should probably keep my phone on me in case I need to sneak a message out to him. No, that is paranoia. This shifter is my mate. I think. I owe it to him to talk with him within the best of my abilities.