Page 13 of Such a Fierce Omega
This was the painful part but somehow it might be less painful to release it all to my mate. My mate? I was pretty sure Darsh was my fated mate but held tight to my reservations. Life could be cruel. My life was firsthand proof.
“Until my tiger began to show some signs of danger, I was allowed to live under the same roof with my father and his omega, but my room was separate from the others. Far from their children. Even as a kid, I understood that I was removed, different, set apart from the rest of the community. Other kids went to school and then were set free to shift and play and swim in the lake. I had to get my home chores done, then homework, then I had pack duties. Once I began to shift on a regular basis, the other kids were scared of me. The parents too. I have a big tiger. My omega father must’ve been a sight.”
“You don’t know anything about him?”
“Not really. His name was Sebastian. No pictures. I never saw the note that was pinned to my blanket.”
“Blaze, I’m so sorry that happened to you. No kid deserves to be treated that way.”
I sighed. No one had ever told me that. I’d blamed myself for a long time before realizing none of it was my fault.
“Wow,” I said, laughing while wiping away the tears. “I didn’t expect to unload on you like that. I’m sorry.”
“No need, omega. You can talk to me about anything. Anytime.”
“Tell me about you, Darsh. How did you come to be an owner at Cuffed?”
He made a humming sound. Even though we were miles apart, the sound washed over my body making tingles break out along my skin. I sunk down deeper under the covers.
“What is that, Blaze? Are you getting tired?”
“No. Pulling the covers over me. Please. Tell me something. Your voice is so soothing. You should voice audiobooks or something. It would drive the omegas wild.”
“And what about you? Is it driving you wild?” That lethal voice of his dipped to an even lower octave. Need flooded my body.
“Yes,” I breathed into the phone.
“I’m not sorry.”
“You shouldn’t be. Keep talking, alpha. Please.”
That night, we learned about each other. How Darsh inherited the money and invested in the place, the only place, where he could most be himself. A streak of jealousy shot through me thinking about the omegas he must’ve pleased and those who had pleased him in those rooms. I still hadn’t asked him what his niche was in the club but I didn't want to hear it, I wanted to see it. Experience it with him.
He lived alone. Had never been mated. Didn’t date a lot.
I yawned but covered my mouth to keep it from him.
“You’re tired. I should let you get to sleep.”
“Are you sleepy?” I asked.
“I am, but I don’t want to hang up.”
“Then don’t,” I said but it sounded more like a plea. “Fall asleep with me, alpha.”
Chapter Twelve
Darsh
I’d never shifted with a tiger, but the idea was very exciting. And my wolf was beyond thrilled to have the opportunity to meet the beast. When I’d had my previous job, I’d had a difficult time finding energy or hours for anything that gave me pleasure like Cuffed or taking my fur. It wasn’t until I walked away from that life that I realized how much pain I’d cost not only my human side but my wolf.
If I hadn’t left that company and bought into Cuffed, would I have even met my mate? We had not yet declared it to one another, but my wolf was sure, and I couldn’t imagine feeling this wonderful with anyone if they weren’t my mate. When he spoke, I didn’t want to miss a word, and a simple brush of our hands while walking went right to my head…both heads.
I’d sent him a text asking if he’d like to shift together, and he’d replied,Yes!!!
Then I called because I wanted to hear his voice. “When would you like to go?’ he asked.
“What nights are you off? Or would you rather go early in the day?”
