Page 7 of Wild Omega

“I’ll be your assistant,” Blaine repeated.

Professor Mephis narrowed his eyes at him as if he didn’t understand the words coming out of Blaine’s mouth. The beta next to him cleared his throat when Professor Mephis didn’t respond for a long time.

“That would be great. We…” the beta said.

“We need someone who is qualified to be…” Professor Mephis interrupted.

“Are you saying I’m uneducated?” Blaine interrupted him too. The beta gasped and looked around the table. “I mean you kind of alluded to that earlier.” Blaine turned to Holi innocently. “Are you happy with your alpha funding a…”

The beta jumped to his feet. “You’re hired!” he shouted before Blaine could finish his sentence.

“Matews,” Professor Mephis growled.

“No. I run your program. It’s my job to make sure your research runs smoothly from wherever you are,” Matews said, gripping Professor Mephis’ arm.

Professor Mephis said nothing for what felt like forever before he gave the most unimpressive nod. If Matews hadn’t released an audible breath and smiled at Blaine from across the table, Blaine would have thought the alpha was just stretching his neck or something.

“You’re hired,” Matews said.

“Thanks,” Blaine said, feeling a little disappointed. He didn’t know what he’d expected, but this wasn’t it. It was a little anticlimactic. Professor Mephis had given in too quickly, making Blaine feel like he’d made the biggest mistake of his life.

Fuck.

What had he just got himself into? Blaine stared at the professor, but he was already walking out of the room with Xaine, Matews and Klane.

Shit.

“What the fuck was that?” Holi asked next to him. The other guests dragged their chairs on the floor as they got up from the table. They walked out of the room with their heads low, disappointed.

That’s the fuck how I feel, Blaine thought, staring at them and not answering Holi.

“Blaine?”

“What?”

“What are you doing?”

“Fucking take my mouth away. I don’t want it,” Blaine said, getting to his feet. “What the fuck did I just do?”

Holi gasped, his eyes going wide. “You didn’t mean it?”

“No.”

“I knew it. I knew you don’t want to go. You know nothing about research or any of that stuff.”

“I don’t.”

“What the fuck, Blaine. What were you thinking?”

He wasn’t thinking. That was the problem. He never thought anything through.

Blaine shook his head and buried his face in his hands. Holi gripped his arm and pulled him out of the dining room. They rushed upstairs to a room they’d clearly allocated to Blaine since his case was there. Blaine walked to the bed and dropped down.

Fuck, it was soft! Blaine silently moaned, forgetting the mess he’d created downstairs for a second. He had a thing for beds. Having a lot of siblings can do that to you. When he was young, he hadn’t had a bed of his own. He and his siblings had to share. Well, they shared a lot of things since his mother couldn’t afford much. When he’d moved into his first commune house it was the same thing. They had to share everything. The only difference was… he’d had his own bed. And he’d loved it so much. He’d gotten obsessed with the damn things from that day on.

Blaine turned over to his side and buried his face into the mattress. Fuck, he could lie here forever.

“Are you just going to lie there?” Holi asked. Everything that had happened a few minutes ago came back to Blaine, messing with his bliss.

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