Page 6 of Wild Omega

Shit. He should really learn to shut up. Blaine stared at his plate. He’d promised he’d behave, but... Professor Mephis’ words had rubbed him the wrong way. He shouldn’t have reacted.

“He’s a little passionate about omega rights,” Holi said sheepishly. He grasped Blaine’s thigh and squeezed. Blaine swallowed a wince as Holi’s fingernails dug into his skin.

“Yes, I am,” Blaine forced out. “I tend to speak my mind on the subject. I’m sorry if I offended you, Professor.”

A fucking lie. Blaine was glad it sounded sincere.

Professor Mephis stared at him for a few awkward beats. For a second there Blaine thought the professor was going to call bullshit, but he gave a slight nod and looked at Klane to continue their conversation. A strange feeling pulled on Blaine’s insides. He didn’t like that. He didn’t like that the alpha had so easily conceded and proceeded to ignore him.

I’ve lost, Blaine thought, feeling like shit. He hated losing to alphas. He hated that he felt dominated and stupid. He hated that he had to apologise because he was making everyone uncomfortable, even though he was telling the truth. If an alpha said what Blaine had said, the alpha would be seen as empathetic to the plight of omegas. But such an argument from an omega was seen as wrong. The omega would be dubbed headstrong and argumentative.

Fuck, he hated this.

And listening to Professor Drab argue his point grated on Blaine’s nerves.

Damn, when was the fucking dinner going to end? Blaine was ready to explode. He’d turned to Holi to excuse himself when the conversation at the table changed. For the first time since the conversation started, Professor Mephis sounded unsure of himself.

Blaine looked up to find the professor pulling awkwardly on his oversized shirt. Blaine wished he could have heard what had been said to make the professor look like that. He hadn’t been paying attention.

“It must get lonely,” Klane said.

“Yes, it does. I’m dedicated to my work, so I don’t feel it as much. I can’t say the same for my assistants. They find it hard being away from their families. I had to postpone a lot of my research because I couldn’t find an assistant.”

“Will you be able to find one this time?” Xaine asked, speaking for the first time since Blaine arrived. “I mean, it would be a waste of my time if you can’t.”

A hush fell in the room.

“Are you going to fund my research?” Professor Mephis asked. The entire table seemed to hold their breath waiting for Xaine to give his answer. They were all there for the credit, after all. Blaine held his breath too. He couldn’t believe Xaine was goingto fund an alpha with such wild ideas about their society and omegas’ place in it. Whatever the professor’s research was about, it shouldn’t happen.

“I don’t know. It sounds interesting. Though I should be honest your ideas are rather radical. You’re a history professor…”

“History and anthropology,” Professor Mephis added proudly.

Blaine rolled his eyes. He should be called Professor Nutcase.

“My ideas are not new. Our ancestors lived this life,” Professor Mephis glanced at Blaine, “and it was not detrimental to either betas, alphas or omegas. But what is happening now just might be harmful to our way of life.”

Was he challenging him? Blaine’s nostrils flared as Professor Mephis continued to stare at him. A tingle ran down Blaine spine as anger burned through his veins. He wanted to fucking poke Professor Drab in the eyes. Blaine dug his nails into his thighs to keep from leaping over the table at the professor.

“That’s what has me worried. And we must do something to find the answers,” Xaine said with a sigh. “I guess you have the funding for your research.”

Professor Mephis leaned back and released a deep breath. “Thank you,” he said. “Our institution is grateful for your support.” He turned to his left and touched the shoulder of the beta who sat next to him. Blaine hadn’t noticed the beta sitting there. He’d been so focused on Professor Drab that he hadn’t even noticed that he was there with someone.

“I hope finding an assistant won’t be a problem. I would like the research project to commence as soon as possible,” Xaine said. “The alpha king wants solutions to our omega problem. I would like to present him with a possible solution as soon as possible.”

“Yes. We have… applicants… who…” Professor Mephis turned to the beta, looking hopeful. But the beta shook his head.Professor Mephis turned back to Xaine, looking sheepish. “Not at the moment, but we will soon.”

“I’ll go,” Blaine said.

Chapter 2

Blaine

“I’ll go.”

The room went deathly silent again. Blaine rolled his eyes. Was everyone going to be shocked every time he opened his mouth?

“Excuse me?” Professor Mephis said. He looked horrified, which tickled Blaine. He loved making alphas sweat, especially this one. Blaine didn’t know what it was about the alpha that attracted his wrath. He wanted to see him break into a million pieces. He just fucking rubbed him the wrong way.

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