Filed To Story: The Omega Destiny
“Ayla, I would like to take you over to the back table and introduce you to a few business associates of mine. It won’t take long, they are eager to meet my mate, and I would like to dispel some rumors that me being fated to the most beautiful shifter on the planet is something I am lying about.” I give him a half smile grin. I get what he is saying, but this niggling that I don’t have bond confirmation is irritating me. I also didn’t agree to meet anyone, but don’t want to hurt his feelings, so I slide off of my stool and let him lead the way.
Ayla, this is Sam Crawford, Miles Northstar and Ben Sutton. They are very prominent men in the community. They own several businesses and are working with me on an upcoming project. “Possibly. Possibly working with you Kian.” The one with a terrible combover snarks off. There isn’t a single shifter at this table that doesn’t give me the creeps. I have alarm bells going off in my head. The problem is that I don’t know if the alarms blaring are true threats or perceived ones because of my trauma. I have to trust Kian as my mate, possibly, that he wouldn’t put me in harm’s way. I nervously smile, failing to hold eye contact with any of them for too long. The one with long black hair in a braid down his back has his eyes roaming all over me. It makes me want to puke. They probably had too much to drink. The three of them make no attempts to hide the fact they are checking me out. “You were right Kian, you do have a very beautiful mate. I am happy for you. Drinks on me. Why don’t you go and round us all up one. Leave her here, we will watch after her for you.” Before I can turn and flee, or grab Kian in anyway, he has already headed to the bar to start pouring drinks. How could he leave me with strangers? How could anyone know what I have been through just a little and think that is, okay? He looks up from the bar to check on me and then starts pouring drinks again. Maybe he was checking to see if I am in fact okay. Maybe he really trusts these shifters and I should as well. I have no idea.
I turn back to the men sitting at the table. Still leering. “So, Ayla, is it? That is a very beautiful name. How did you get to the Midnight Pack? You don’t have our scent on you.” the fat one asks me, and I just stare at him. I didn’t bring my paper, and I don’t feel like telling him anything. I point to my mouth and shake my head “no” hoping he can take a hint and leave me alone. “Oh, you can’t talk? Well, that is a damn shame. Isn’t it. Kian should be back soon. He looks busy. Why don’t you take a seat while you wait. We won’t bite. It could take a while.” When I make absolutely no attempts to sit at his table, he reaches over, wraps his arm around my waste and pulls me down on his lap. I immediately start kicking and scratching. I am hitting his forearm, desperate to get free. I don’t care what the scene looks like. “Take it easy. Take it easy. Geez, I didn’t mean any harm. What harm could come from sitting down for a while?”
‘What is going on here?” Kian hurries over and helps me out of fatso’s lap by my elbow, but his grip is painfully hard. He is glaring at me, his wolf close to the surface, eyes glowing. Instead of rescuing me, he is looking at me like I just ruined his life. “What the hell are you doing causing a scene here Ayla? These are some of my best customers and business partners. They don’t need you thrashing around and carrying on like you are under attack.” I am breathing rapidly while he holds me and getting more fearful by the second. His eyes are darting all over my features while his are contorted with rage. “We were just trying to talk her into sitting while she waited for you and she spazzed out. Acts like she has never sat on another man’s lap before. Is that it? You some prude, virgin pussy? I gasp in complete shock and denial that someone would actually talk to me like that here. I don’t know why. All alphas are the same. Power hungry, fear mongers. Abusers of women. Haters of good. Lovers of lust and evil. Why would I think this experience would be any different.
“If my friends want you to sit on their lap Ayla. You sit. They do the same to my waitresses, there is nothing wrong with it. My girls wouldn’t be working and happily doing it, if there was. They are just being friendly. They don’t mean any harm. They are old flirt bags is all.” One of the scoffs like he is anything but a flirt. I didn’t get flirty with me vibes when I was being manhandled.
Thane
Four damn days. An extra day because one of our SUVS took an RP and put us down a vehicle. Most of us had to do a day in our wolf forms until we could secure another vehicle. Seven shifters rescued. Boys girls from the age of 7-16. They will be placed in the Elm Ridge Pack until they can be reunited with their families. Iot, it will be the same ol routine. Help them heal, help them live. We were able to recover laptops and hard drives. A full sweep of them will be performed and hopefully we have more answers. The need for answers has me wondering what little wolf is doing. I have been back an hour, showered and still exhausted, I head to the office to do a quick debrief with the team we left here, and a follow up on the Kian and little wolf situation. There wasn’t a night I didn’t dream of her. Her milk skin, so soft under my touch. Her snow??hite hair wrapped tightly around my hand. Tugging little wolf back while I pound into her from behind. Claiming. Owning. She moans and calls out my name repeatedly. I wish I knew what that would sound like. I hope to the fates Kian doesn’t. Selfish Yes.
“Damon, any news Lneed to know about with the Kian detail?” “Yes alpha. He paid her a visit every evening for 20 minutes before leaving and heading to his bar each night. Each night he drank until the late hours. He played a lot of cards, small gambling ring involvement. Nothing big. Ayla was not with him those nights, but he took her there tonight.” HE WHAT? HE TOOK HIS TORTURED AND ABUSED MATE TO A BAR FULL OF SHIFTERS AND BOOZE? WHAT THE HELL IS HE THINKING!” I yell out with a growl, while throwing a stack of files off of my desk. Ronan is ready to rip his throat out and bathe in his blood. “Yes alpha. Poor judgement on his part. She appeared to be doing well sitting at the bar. She looked very nervous. She drank one beer, refused a martini and then she was moved to the back of the bar. That is where the bigger issue comes up.” “What issue Damon?” I am seething at this point. “Well, he had her talk to a few alphas. You know them. The Triad Group.” “Oh yes, them. The wannabe alphas that earned all the money questionably. The allies of my father’s beta.” “Yes, one of them put his hand around his waist and pulled her down onto his lap. Kian came over and forcibly removed her from the men and was overheard yelling at her in the parking lot while dragging her into the car.” I see red. I immediately start shifting. Cyrus is quick to grab a hold of me to attempt to stop the shift. I will kill him. I know it. I don’t care who she is to me. You don’t put hands on a woman. You don’t put hands on little wolf. I will rip their throats open and listen to them choke to death on their own blood while I laugh the entire time.” “Thane, get Ronan under control. You can’t just go into town and kill them. Just stop. GET HIM UNDER CONTROL!”
I get the reins from Ronan, just barely able to get him pushed back enough, to get him talked down. “Where is she now? Why didn’t anyone of you intervene?” “We did. Theo and I asked if everything was okay. He changed his demeanor pretty quick when he saw us. Theo is outside of her rooms now. Kian said a brief goodbye. Said he would talk with her late. He did mutter some sort of apology.” Apology? I don’t care if he was possessed by a body snatcher or had a zombie parasite take over his brain. There is no excuse for his actions towards little wolf. “I am going upstairs. To talk.” I get the last part out quickly to avoid the judgment of Cyrus and his eyebrow cocked up on his forehead like I can’t be trusted. I want to find out what happened.” I leave the office and head to the elevator.
I knock on Ayla’s door several times and she doesn’t answer. I push away my rising fear and pull my phone out, sending her a quick message. I can hear the notification of the phone. The door slowly creaks open and those mesmerizing teal eyes are staring up at me with relief in them. I know little wolf; I feel the same way. “Sorry I was gone so long. We ran into some trouble, but everyone made it back. Rescued seven. I just wanted to check on you and make sure you were okay.” She nods her head, and her messy bun starts flopping around and I can’t help but smile. I missed her. I missed all of her cute buns and long braids. I miss the feel of her hair through my fingers. Damn it.
I step into her rooms and notice that her lavender scent has a faint burnt smell to it. Telling me she was recently afraid. “I heard that Kian took you to his bar in town. I personally, am not a fan of it but some people like that ambiance. She frowns at me. I know there is more, and I decide to keep pressing. Did something happen at Kian’s bar that put you in danger Ayla? I have a report of what happened, but I would like to know the truth from you. Did Kian endanger you tonight?” She is staring at me long and hard. I would think if you were going to give an honest answer, you would grab the paper and start writing, but she isn’t. She isn’t giving me anything at all. Protecting him maybe? But why? She barely knows him. I don’t know how much time goes by before she picks up her notepad and writes me her version. “You were introduced to his friends and one of them offered you a seat and you didn’t take it, so they all got mad? Why would any of them be mad you didn’t take a seat at the table?” She isn’t telling me everything and it is getting irritating. “Lets just stick with yes no questions. Did someone hurt you tonight?” I ask and she nods her head “no.” Interesting. “Did you get into an argument with Kian tonight?” She nods her head “yes.” “Was he angry with you?” She nods her head “yes.” I will kill him. She nods her head “no.” I must have said that last part out loud. In fact, she looks pretty worried.
“Sorry little wolf. There was no reason for him to get mad with you. You didn’t do anything wrong. I don’t think you are telling me everything though, but I will find out. Did Kian apologize for his behavior towards you in front of his friends?” She nods her head “yes. “Do you accept his apology?” She hesitates to answer, but then slowly starts nodding her head “yes.” Great. Wonderful, Fan-
Freaking??astic. “Don’t accept his apology if he doesn’t deserve it litle wolf. If he isn’t here, he doesn’t know how to grovel. Any man should know how to grovel before their mate. His mate should be the only reason you ever see him on his knees. Whether he is groveling or eating. Or eating while groveling. All men should be good at it. Our mates deserve it.” I didn’t mean to completely take the conversation over to my curent fantasies rolling through my heal as I stare at little wolf, but I couldn’t help myself. My sentences come out huskier than I intend them to.
Ayla
Do I forgive him? Yes, but should I? I have no idea. I didn’t dare show Thane the fingerprints on my arm. Kian was really stern with me in the parking lot explaining the importance of making sure his friends stay happy at all times. He said that they are a lot of wealth and prominence in the business world and that he really needs their help for his next project. I don’t want to do anything to jeopardize his future, and he did explain that all of the females in the pack are friendly like that in his bar, and everyone is accustomed to PDA within his bar. I am not sure that is something I could ever get accustomed to. Especially with people that aren’t my family, mate etc. but I can’t judge a situation I just walked into fairly. If it is pack custom to act that way for so long, who am I to judge these men if they are used to waitresses flirting with them, they probably just assumed I was flirty as well. I appreciate Kian not giving them any of my backstory he knows. I am sure if he did, they would have behaved differently. Plus, who doesn’t make mistakes with judgement once in a while? Kian didn’t know that taking me there would cause any issues. He thought I was safe and for the most part I was. He promised to watch me better there until I am more comfortable. I just don’t know what the more comfortable means. Just in public or on my own in general? Possibly.
Thane on my couch is a different problem all in itself. I am relieved to see him, and I feel comfort as his pine and earth smell floods ??my senses. I feel a slight ripple in my mind. I know that Aramana is reminding me that I have a decision to make. I just wish I didn’t change the answer daily. I pick up my note pad and write that am happy he returned safely and that it makes me feel better. The huge, dimpled smile! get warms my heart. It also heats my core and causes a throbbing between my legs that we definitely do not need to complicate matters more. I know he is aware of my arousal, because I catch his nostrils flare, just a little bit. He is really good at covering it up, but the look of lust in his eyes tells me we affect each other greatly. This is a problem. I can feel myself blushing and have to look away.