Page 23 of Wild Omega

Fuck. Blaine had been talking to Matews that time.

“Matews, listen… I…”

“Before you say anything hold on a second.” The connector went silent for a second and then Wayden heard Blaine’s voice coming through the speakers from the room. Wayden turned to face the room. His inside tightened, and his lungs seized.

What the fuck was Matews doing?

“Matews, this is….”

“Yes, it is,” the beta said. “You can’t imagine how I feel about it. I didn’t want to do this. But it has to be done because you two don’t realise how much you need each other. And you’re going to drive me crazy if I let you. So listen, this has to stop. The truth is… Wayden there are no applicants. I’ve reached out to your previous assistants, and they are all busy. You have two choices. You can either continue with Blaine as your assistant or I can return Xaine Covus’ funding after I end this connection and you can come back here and start all over again.”

“Blaine, you’ve been in our employment for less than a day. With your situation I doubt you’ll be able to get a job anywhere else. I can contact the council of alphas and terminate your contract, or you can continue working with Professor Mephis. It’s your choice. Let me know what you both decide.”

The connector went silent. Matew’s words hung in the air adding to the already tense situation.

Wayden pulled out a chair at the counter and sat down.

This was a mess. A mess Wayden didn’t know how to fix.

Wayden wished he hadn’t snapped. He knew the Blaine loved to provoke him for some reason. Blaine thrived on making him lose his cool. From the moment they’d met at the Covus house the omega seemed to have something against him.

They didn’t even know each other.

Well, now it was kind of too late to think like that, because of what he’d done. Biting an omega was the most intimate act between an alpha and omega. Wayden had done something he’d never thought he’d do to any omega except his ex. Even Ambrose had had his conditions. Ambrose had wanted to wait for their bonding ceremony night. They were together, but Wayden never got to claim him.

In retrospect, he should have known their relationship would come to an end. It was bound to. Omegas wanted to be claimed, they craved it. Not that Wayden wanted to claim Blaine or anything.

Fuck, why was he even thinking of that? He should try to find a middle ground where they could coexist.

Yet here he was thinking about the stupid bite.

Wayden rubbed the back of his neck in frustration. Where was the fucking middle ground? He couldn’t see it unless Blaine changed his character all together. Maybe then they could work together.

The door to the spare bedroom opened, and Blaine walked out. The omega hesitated for a beat before he walked to the counter. He dragged a chair out and then sat down. Wayden’s eyes dropped to Blaine’s neck. He couldn’t fucking help himself. The red and angry bruise was like a beacon. As if on cue, the taste of Blaine’s skin bloomed on Wayden’s tongue. Wayden wrenched his eyes away.

It didn’t look like he’d broken the skin, or this would have been a disaster. He’d heard of alphas accidentally claiming omegasand being forced to bond with said omega. The very thought left Wayden cold.

Why had he done that? This could have been a disaster. He could have claimed the omega.

Fuck no.

That would never be him. He’d sworn off omegas or any form of relationship. He was good alone. He had his work. He didn’t need anything else.

“Blaine, listen… I…” Wayden said, but Blaine raised his hand.

“Okay,” Blaine said.

Wayden frowned, staring at him. “What do you mean, okay?”

Blaine lifted his right hand to his neck but stopped himself. Wayden’s eyes fell on the mark again.

Shit. Had it gotten redder? Probably not. He was fucking paranoid because he’d almost claimed an omega.

Shit.

“I… won’t do it again. I promise to behave this time. If you still want me as your assistant, I’ll work with you until the end of your research.” Blaine extended his right hand towards him. Wayden stared at the hand confused. “I… I call a truce.”

Wayden hadn’t realized they were fighting. “A truce?”

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