Page 65 of Wild Omega

Wayden’s fingers hovered over the keys as his gaze was dragged to the bedroom door. Again. He should be working, but he couldn’t fucking stop thinking about what Blaine had said and how it had made Wayden feel. If it weren’t for the damn consequences of fucking Blaine without protection, Wayden would have been in there, giving Blaine what he wanted. Wayden’s fucking wolf was urging him to go back in there and take the omega. Blaine was fucking offering himself to him. He should go in there and claim him as his own… fuck the consequence.

They could figure it out if something happened. They could fall in love… Wayden frowned at that thought.

Why the fuck was he thinking about love?

He couldn’t gamble with his heart again… never again. He couldn’t go through that torment of loving someone, only to have them break his heart. To put it simply, he didn’t trust Blaine, not where his heart was concerned. But he couldn’t sit there in the cold until his research was over.

They had to find a solution.

Go fuck him. That was the fucking solution.

Wayden shook his head. He took a deep breath and tried to focus on his research. He worked for a couple more hours and then dragged himself to bed when it got too cold to bear. He slid into bed and resisted the urge to pull Blaine into his arms. That would only lead to him wanting to fuck him. Wayden was already on edge. Touching Blaine would only make it worse.

Wayden turned away, his back to Blaine’s back and courted sleep, which never came. Wayden was out of that bed by first light. He quickly got cleaned up and he was out of the shuttle in minutes. He walked to the main house. The snow had lessened a bit, and it was easy to move around. A lot of the pack members were out and about. They waved to him as he walked past. Wayden entered the main hut and was surprised to find Escala sitting in front of the fire pit… alone. It was rare to see him alone.

Escala was always surrounded by his pack, so Wayden had never noticed how lonely the alpha looked. Wayden wondered why Escala wasn’t bonded. He needed someone to help him carry the load.

Wayden moved towards him. Escala looked up as he got closer.

“Morning,” Wayden said.

“Morning. You don’t look like you slept.”

“I could say the same about you. Why do you look weird today?” Wayden asked as he sat down. “I’ve never seen you look like this.”

Escala shrugged. “Days are not the same. Today I woke up with all my yearnings on the surface. I guess you could say I’m working through them.”

“You’re sad,” Wayden said.

“I’m not sad. I’m just evaluating my life.”

“Is there an omega somewhere in that evaluation? Why are you not bonded?” Wayden asked.

“I’m waiting for my true mate,” Escala said.

Wayden laughed, then stopped when he realised that Escala was serious. “True mates are a thing of the past. They haven’t existed in…”

“A hundred years. I know. But that doesn’t mean mine is not out there. I just have to wait. He or she will come my way.”

“Here?” Wayden asked.

Escala groaned. “Maybe I am a little sad.”

Wayden laughed again. “Just choose an omega you’re compatible with. It’s not that deep. I’m sure there are a few in your pack who’d want to get bonded to their alpha. Choose one.”

“They are plenty,” Escala commented with a sigh.

“And?”

“I’m an aggressive alpha. It doesn’t work that way for us.”

“Don’t tell me that shit is true.” Wayden stared at the alpha stunned. “I thought my brother was lying. He’s been spewing that nonsense for a long time.”

“Your brother?” Escala looked up at him. “Your brother is an aggressive alpha.”

“Yes, and he’s been single for as long as I can remember. I thought he was lying, that he just wanted to be alone because aggressive alphas just have to be extra. They rule the damn planet so what else can’t they do.”

“You sound a little bitter over there. Is there something you want to talk about?” Escala asked softly, even though his scent was thickening. Wayden rolled his eyes. He had a damn aggressive alpha for a brother. No other alpha’s scent was going to faze him.

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