Page 79 of Wild Omega

“I see you brought a guest,” the ex said, his eyes drifting from Wayden to Blaine. He pinned Blaine with his condescending gaze. Blaine stepped forward to snatch him up, but Wayden held him back. “I guess I’ll have to ask the maids to get the guest bedroom ready.”

What? Blaine bit the inside of his mouth to keep from saying anything. This was Wayden’s home. Blaine wasn’t going to embarrass him or do anything Wayden didn’t want. Blaine was thinking like a claimed omega, but he didn’t care. Wayden was his alpha.

Blaine froze.

Had he just thought of Wayden as his alpha?

Blaine’s heart beat so fast that he couldn’t breathe. Blaine stared at Wayden as all kinds of emotions surged to overwhelm him.

“Stop, Ambrose. I’m not here for drama,” Wayden snapped. “Where is Ckson?”

“He’s in his room, resting,” Ambrose said softly, all submissive and shit, as if Wayden was his alpha. Blaine wanted to kill the little shit. Wayden dragged Blaine to the door before he could.

“That ex of yours…” Blaine started. Wayden squeezed his hand just a bit. “Okay, sorry. I’ll be silent.”

“Thank you,” Wayden said, giving Blaine’s hand another squeeze. Blaine’s stomach fluttered. He shook the feeling away, following Wayden to the front door. Blaine gasped as they got closer. There were carvings in the stones. Blaine moved closer to see what they were.

“These are your tattoos,” he exclaimed.

“Yeah. All the alphas in our family have them,” Wayden said as they walked into the house.

“You mean the pack,” someone said darkly. Blaine turned towards the voice and almost screamed. That was… Ckson Mephis. As in like the former Alpha King Ckson Mephis. Blaine turned to Wayden, waiting for him to explain because, what the fuck. Why hadn’t Wayden told him that his brother was Ckson Mephis?

Ckson Mephis looked as foreboding as Blaine remembered. Even though Blaine had only seen the alpha on the viewer, he still remembered how impressive he’d been, how much larger than life he’d looked. And it would seem as if nothing had changed. If anything, Ckson looked more impressive and formidable. Blaine didn’t know whether it was because he was meeting Ckson Mephis in person, or if the alpha’s presence was just that overwhelming. Blaine knew that aggressive alphas were a bit too much, but Ckson Mephis was on another level. He looked and felt like Xaine Covus, only Ckson Mephis was bigger and looked a bit unhinged. And the black symbols scrawled around his thick arms, long messy hair and scruffy beard didn’t help. They only served to make him look like a wild animal, ready to strike.

“We’re not living in a pack, Ckson. How many times do I have to tell you that?” Wayden said.

“You don’t live here. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I can see your fall didn’t damage your charming personality,” Wayden murmured. “Shouldn’t you be in bed, resting or something?”

“I don’t need rest. I’m fine. You didn’t have to come.” Ckson limped down the stairs to stop in front of them. His dark eyes drifted to Blaine. They were so much like Wayden’s, but without the warmth and laughing lines. Blaine tried his best to stand his ground, but he couldn’t. The alpha was intimidating, which was saying a lot because Blaine didn’t get intimidated very easily.

“Tone it down, will you?” Wayden said, pulling Blaine close.

“Fine. You never let me have any fun,” Ckson said with a laugh. “Are you going to introduce me so I can welcome your guest?”

Wayden clenched and unclenched his jaw. For a second there, Blaine thought Wayden was going to challenge his brother back. But he didn’t. Wayden took a deep breath and let it out. “This is Blaine, my assistant.”

“An omega assistant. That’s a first. I thought you didn’t hire omegas,” Ambrose said from behind them. Blaine turned to the omega. He’d forgotten the omega was even there.

“I can see you’re alright, Ckson. I’ll leave now,” Wayden said to his brother, ignoring Ambrose’s comment.

“No. Please don’t go. I haven’t seen you in months,” Ckson said.

Wayden looked over his shoulder at Ambrose and then shook his head. “I don’t think I can stay here. I’m sure you two have things to do.”

What?

Blaine looked at Ambrose too. Wayden wasn’t saying what he thought he was saying, right? No wonder Wayden didn’t like coming home. It was because his ex was here with his brother. Anger burned through Blaine, and he wanted to hurt something. Preferably Ambrose. He was the one who’d hurt his alpha.

Blaine’s stomach did a funny little dance. He’d claimed Wayden as his alpha again. Maybe deep down he’d already decided that he was his alpha, Blaine was just… too scared to admit it. What was wrong with him? Wayden was perfect for him… he was more than perfect. He was amazing.

“I don’t want to fight, please. Let’s have dinner together before you leave, at least. You’re still my family,” Ckson said sounding so sad that it broke Blaine’s heart.

“Just stay,” Blaine whispered to Wayden. “He looks so sad.”

“He can hear you. He’s an aggressive alpha, remember?” Wayden whispered back, before he turned to his brother. “I guess dinner won’t hurt.”

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