“Your assistant – or should I say your mate? You two look good together, by the way.”
Wayden stared at Ckson, stunned. Blaine was his true mate. How?
Ckson laughed as if he’d heard his question. “You didn’t know, did you? Lucky bastard.”
“How did you know when I didn’t even know it myself?”
“When true mates bond, their scents blend together. They become one. They move as one. I caught your scent as soon as you walked into the house. Plus, I could sense it. I can’t explain it; it’s an aggressive alpha thing. There’s a strong bond between you two even though you haven’t claimed him yet. I sensed something else too – or more like heard it.”
“What?”
“You’re going to be a dad,” Ckson said. “Congratulations.”
Wayden pulled his brother into his arms and held him tight, his anger forgotten. In that moment the past didn’t matter.Wayden was too happy to care. “Thank you… thank you. It’s… thank you, Ckson.”
“What are you thanking me for?” Ckson asked, patting Wayden’s back. “I’ve always wanted what’s best for you. Even if I had to sacrifice myself in order to save you.”
“Fuck off,” Wayden said, pulling away from his brother. “Your little stunt hurt me. Next time use your damn words and don’t scar me for life. What if I hadn’t fallen in love again? I could have lost Blaine.”
“He’s your mate. There is no way you would have been able to resist him.”
Wayden shook his head. Ckson was crazy. Wayden never could understand the way his brother’s brain worked.
“So, you broke Ambrose and me up because you wanted me to meet my true mate. What if that never happened?”
“You were better alone than being with an omega who didn’t love you. And besides, I never liked Ambrose,” Ckson said with a shrug. “He loved the Mephis name more than he did you. He still does.”
“But you let him come by,” Wayden said, confused.
“It served a purpose. It kept you two apart.”
Wayden threw his hands over his head. “I just can’t keep up with you.” Wayden walked to the door and then stopped. “Did you really fall and hurt yourself or was this another one of your stunts?”
Wayden almost laughed when Ckson actually looked sheepish.
“Did you really fall?”
Ckson nodded. “And twisted my ankle badly. It’s better now. There’s no need to worry. I told Ambrose not to connect with you, but he was desperate to see you. So was I.”
“Ambrose served a purpose,” Wayden stated dryly.
“You’re getting it.” Ckson gave Wayden a thumbs up.
“What were you doing? Were you on one of your midnight runs?”
“Go, your mate is waiting for you,” Ckson said, turning to walk away from him. “Don’t leave without saying goodbye. I want to get to know your mate. He’s part of the family, after all.”
“Are you not going to tell me what happened?”
“No. Maybe after it’s less embarrassing I’ll tell you,” Ckson said hobbling up the stairs. Wayden watched him until he disappeared upstairs, then made his way out of the house. He stopped when he saw Blaine standing a few paces away talking to himself.
“He’s mine,” Blaine said. “He’s mine. He’s mine.”
“What?” Wayden said, his heart ready to burst out of his chest. Everything Ckson had said was true. Wayden had believed his brother without question, but hearing Blaine confirm it caused something inside him to burst open.
Blaine turned to face him. And it took everything in Wayden not to run to Blaine and hold him tight.
“I thought you were staying in the house,” Blaine said, and then walked to the shuttle. Wayden followed Blaine all the way to their bedroom. The shuttle suddenly felt like theirs. Their home, their beginning, their sanctuary. Wayden sat on the bed and just stared at Blaine.