Omega Bound Chapter 30

Thane

I'm currently stewing in my office. Legs up on the desk, throwing back my fourth whiskey neat of the night. It no longer burns going down, telling me I'm close to achieving my ultimate goal. That goal started off as getting Ayla out of my head and has now turned into how do I stay away from her? My time spent with Ayla in the woods was perfection, but that on top of 'what Della said' mixed in with 'why she was taken' sugar coated with 'I don't do relationships' mixed with a helping of 'this is a shitstorm brewing' has my mind turned upside down and my emotions aren't in check.

Time to pour another drink.

"I see you're in here drowning your sorrows or drowning your feelings more like it." Cyrus throws out smugly like he knows everything as he walks into my office.

"I'm not drowning anything, dick. I'm pondering that's all."

"Sure. And what are we pondering?"

"WE are pondering nothing, Cyrus. I am pondering all of my unanswered questions rolling around in this head of mine."

"Thick skulled, alpha head more like it."

"No, YOU are avoiding Ayla."

"I am NOT avoiding her. I am just contemplating her. It is different."

"If you weren't avoiding her, you wouldn't have asked ME to question her."

"I asked you to question her because I got nowhere, really and YOU are more personable."

"More personable? Please. Just say that people like me better than you Thane. It is a fact we all know."

"Did she tell you anything about why she was kept so long or why she is afraid to stay here or not?"

"How about I answer your questions when you tell me why you are avoiding her."

"You forget who Alpha is here Cyrus?"

"No, your miserable excellence, I do not. HOWEVER, I call it like I see it and I know that you spend a lot of time with her, you reek of her delectable parts, might I add, but here today, you have been nowhere near her. What gives?"

"I will tell you what gives. I gave her a hard orgasm, my face practically buried in her sweet cunt Cyrus." "Nice. I still don't see a problem here Thane. That girl deserves thousands of orgasms. She has spent 10 years without.

“You are the lucky shifter that gets to bury his face between her legs. What is your problem?"

"My PROBLEM is that I am undeniably drawn to her. I almost can't get away from it. It's killing me sitting here with your dumbass instead of giving her all the orgasms she deserves. AND that's a problem because this attraction is strong Cyrus. If it is this strong without her being my mate, can you imagine what the fated mate bond would feel like? How can I toss Ayla aside and break her heart when my mate comes along? She deserves better than that. Better than myself."

"I thought you were in a good place with this, Thane? What changed your mind AGAIN so rapidly?"

"I ran into Della while I was carrying a post orgasm, sexed up Ayla to her room and she reminded me that Ayla deserves better than a broken heart."

"Della? Of course she did. That bitch is crazy about you Thane and NOT in a good way. I bet if you go to her place now, she probably has a shrine of you in her closet with a bag of your toenail clippings."

"Oh, will you stop with this toenail clipping shit. This is serious."

"I know it is serious. That is why you need to LISTEN to me when I tell you that Della is BAD news for you Thane. She is purposely interfering with you and Ayla because she wants it to be the Thane and Della show. Not the Thane and his little wolf show."

"Della just reminded me what I already thought of Cyrus. She understands that I don't do relationships and knows what will happen when I have my mate. Ayla doesn't and may not understand."

"Della only UNDERSTANDS because she is your only one Thane. She has cock blocked you with every female shifter from here to timbuckto."

"Enough Cyrus, let me drown in my own misery please. Did Ayla talk with you or not? Did she tell you where she is from?"

"Of course, she talked with me. I have the power of female persuasion."

"You better have kept your dick away from her Cyrus. I mean it. I will cut that freaking thing off."

"First off, it isn't a thing, it is a monster. And Second, you couldn't just cut this beast off."

"Did she talk to you or not?"

"Yes, she did. But she pretty much told me what she told you, however, I can tell it is fear driving her to keep quiet and not some nefarious reason or diabolical plan. Whoever kept her that long, whoever she is afraid of, she is afraid of bringing that threat here. Not her being a threat to us."

"You could tell all of that by the little bit of her writing to you?"

"No, I could tell that by reading her and her expressions. Something you would have picked up on if you weren't too busy trying to shove your face in her delectable parts."

"I have NOT been busy trying to seduce Ayla."

"No, probably not, but your attraction to her, the attraction that is so heavy between the two of you, takes up all of your time when you are together. There isn't room or a care for anything else."

Staring down at my drink, my thoughts are no less cloudy than they were prior to this conversation. However, I trust Cyrus and trust his interpretation of his conversation with Ayla. He has good instincts, and they haven't steered me into harm yet.

"Can I ask you something Thane?"

"You are going to ask anyway."

"Yes, I will. Are you afraid of Ayla's heartbreak if you find your mate, or are you afraid of giving your heart to someone whether they are your mate or not?" His question is valid.

"Probably a little bit, or a lot a bit of both."

"Look, man. Della knew what she was doing, planting these doubts into your head. Just think long and hard about avoiding Ayla. Even if you cut this thing off between you two, she deserves an explanation as to why. A REAL explanation. Not any of the “I'm too busy” or “I had stuff to deal with” bullshit. In the meantime, I can talk with her again. The more I talk to her, the more comfortable she will become. Plus, if you cut this thing off between you two, maybe I can cushion her landing."

“If you try to cushion anything, I will rip your damn throat out Cyrus." I growl at him, deep from within my chest. Ronan is pissed about the suggestion.

"Sounds like you and your wolf are disagreeing about what you should be doing with Ayla, Thane."

"Yes Cyrus. I am aware we are in disagreement at the moment."

"So then tell me Thane. Why is Ronan so adamant about staying with Ayla if she isn't his mate?"

"That Cyrus, I do not know."

Before I can even begin to ponder that question, which surprisingly I haven't yet, there is a knock at my door.

"Come in." I call out and in walks Jalena, the beautician from town.

"Hello Alpha Thane, Cyrus. I was just hoping to stop by and pass a long some information to you about your friend that received a haircut from me."

"Ayla? Yes, what about her?" I questioned, sternly. Clearly unable to hide my protectiveness, which causes Cyrus to smirk.

"Well, I had a young shifter in getting a haircut. I don't know who he is, but he said he smelled lavender in my shop and that his wolf recognized the smell immediately as his mate and wanted what information I could tell him about the woman that smells like lavender.

My vision tunnels and Cyrus and I look at each other, mouths gaped open, and confusion written all over our faces.