Page 27 of Wild Omega

Blaine groaned when he saw Aidyn.

“Are you okay?” Aidyn asked as he got closer.

“I’m fine,” Blaine said.

Aidyn gave him an assessing look.

What are you staring at? Blaine wanted to ask him, but he said nothing even though it was so hard for him to stay quiet. He never usually had to censor himself. It was exhausting.

“Here,” Aidyn said handing him something. Blaine frowned. “It’s for your neck.”

Blaine’s cheeks heated.

“It’s ointment. I thought you might need it. It looks a bit…” Aidyn’s eyes dropped to the mark on Blaine’s neck. Blaine resisted the urge to cover it. Mortification washed over him, turning his cheeks warm. Memories from the moment Wayden’s teeth sank into his skin flooded Blaine’s mind, turning his embarrassment into something else. Blaine bit the inside of his mouth as a pulsating ache started in his hole. Blaine cringed.

“Thanks.” Blaine snatched the small tube of ointment out of Aidyn’s hand and walked away.

“Blaine?”

“What now?” Blaine asked irritably.

“You’re such an irritable little thing.” Aidyn laughed. “I’ve never met an omega like you. You fascinate me. Do you want to be friends?”

“No,” Blaine said.

“Oh, don’t be like that. We could be great friends. And I could help you with your alpha.”

What? Did he say he could help him with Professor Douche? Blaine opened his mouth to set him straight, but Aidyn beat him to it. “You’re going to push him away if you’re not careful. Alphas don’t like an overly aggressive omega. Use your aggression in other areas of your life. The bedroom perhaps,” Aidyn said.

This time Blaine couldn’t hold back the groan. “He’s not my alpha. How many times do I have to tell you?” Blaine said. “Now I’m annoyed.”

Aidyn laughed. “I know. But you want him to be your alpha. So, take my advice.”

“I don’t want him to be anything,” Blaine said his voice going so high that it echoed all around them.

Shit.

Aidyn laughed harder.

Fucking hell. He should have stayed home.

Home where?

Blaine didn’t fucking have a home. He couldn’t fucking quit this job, not unless he wanted to go back to Holi and Xaine to beg them to help him… again. Blaine cringed at the thought. Xaine was probably tired of him.

“Bye, Aidyn,” Blaine said, speeding away towards the house. He made his way to his room, heading straight for the bed. Blaine lay down and tried his best not to think about what Aidyn had said. But he couldn’t stop thinking, even though he had his talent for compartmentalising.

Where was it now?

Fuck.

Blaine picked up a pillow and shoved it in his face when Aidyn’s words rushed through his mind. He didn’t want Professor Douche… he didn’t. He fucking didn’t!

Who would want that stupid alpha?

Every omega alive, a small voice that sound too much like Holi’s said.

Shut up! Blaine growled silently.

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