Omega Bound Chapter 51

Ayla

I ran up what seemed like a thousand flight of stairs to get to Thane's office so I wouldn't get caught by Kian waiting for the elevator. I don't hear him following me, but I am terrified, nonetheless. Aramana made her presence known. She reconnected without giving me a final say. I could be irate, but it feels good to be whole again. It also feels like we have a long way to go bonding because it seems like I have a stranger living inside of me and that hurts.

What also hurts is standing in Thane's office doorway seeing him look down at Della who is lying across his desk. Her ass in the air on display, Thane's shirt open. Everyone was right. They are together. I was such a fool.

"Thane," pushes out of my mouth through raspy vocal cords. It feels like sandpaper trying to talk again. My throat is dry and scratchy afterward. It kind of came out of me without thinking. Much like that giant blue orb. I definitely need to talk to Aramana about that because, what the hell was that?

One look at him and I know why Aramana sent me here. No wonder she was reacting at times when I was with Thane. She knew or could feel her mate. The bond snaps into place, and I have to steady myself to stay upright. I am overcome with a sweet smell in my nose, and I feel warmth covering my whole body, seemingly coming from within my chest.

Thane is the most gorgeous alpha I have ever seen. The attraction to him and desire to be with him has just magnified by an unmeasurable number. The bond is practically pulling, trying to force us together. Too bad there is a naked bitch in the way. I want to shatter. Aramana has other things in mind.

My eyes start glowing. I can feel the power behind them. A growl starts emanating from my chest and I know that Aramana is grappling for control. I should let her. I should let her take over and rip their damn throats out and watch them bleed out on the floor. I trusted him. I cared for him. I needed him and he is here, with her instead of with me. My fated mate. The stuff of stories. The other half of me was just about to bury himself in another shifter. I can't do this. I can't.

"Della, get up and get the fuck out of here!" Thane yells at her but doesn’t take his eyes off me. Her eyes are darting back and forth between us.

"What? I am not leaving. Tell her to get out." she huffs out throwing her arms towards me as she stands, like she has a damn right to be in front of my mate. MINE.

My growling gets louder, and I can feel claws starting at my fingers. They are beautiful matte black. As I look at them grow and back up to Della, I see red. I am enraged. Years of pent-up anger slams into me, practically thrusting me forward. I start to snarl. Aramana is so close to coming through, forcing a shift. The fact she is trying to shift is enough to jolt me back to the present. If I shift, she will see my wolf. I can't let any of them see.

I can't be here. I need to leave. I am fighting to remain in control. Fighting against my other half in front of my physical other half. This day can't get better.

"Della, get out now. I told you we were done and over with. I told you to get out earlier. Now go!" He growls and anger morphs across his features. Ronan is trying to come through no doubt.

He wants his mate.

He wants to claim.

Too damn bad.

"Her leaving changes nothing Thane." I try my hardest to yell out, still raspy and cutting in and out.

"Ayla, no please just wait. Hear me out. I know it is cliche, but it isn't what it looks like. She put herself there to beg me. I told her no. I told her to leave."

I start to shake my head. This is confusing.

He is lying.

He is a liar just like the rest of them.

"Little wolf, I am so proud of you for talking. I love hearing your voice, despite these circumstances. Let Della leave and we can talk. You and I. Please, I just want to hear your voice,” His features are pained and he looks as desperate as he sounds.

"I am not leaving Thane, and you said you would fuck me with your fingers let’s just get that out there." Della barks out while pulling up her skirt and the subsiding anger starts to bubble back up within me.

"Yes, you are. Get the hell out now before I throw you out or worse yet, let her wolf tear you apart, or mine."

"You can't say that to me Thane. We have been doing this for years. She isn't meant for you. She isn't special. She doesn't know you like I do."

"I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT OR I WILL END YOU MYSELF. I DON'T CARE ABOUT OUR HISTORY. I ONLY CARE ABOUT HER. YOU ARE NOTHING TO ME." His eyes are a solid gold, I know that Ronan is probably seconds from ending her.

It isn't her fault.

She didn't know.

We didn't know.

But the hurt remains.

Della starts to walk slowly toward the door I happen to be standing in front of. She reeks of fear.

Good.

She should because Ayla might be timid and fearful, but Aramana is full of hate and rage and that is seeping through me.

Into me.

Radiating from me.

It feels good.

Feels powerful. I have never felt powerful in my life.

It is past due.

"Litte wolf, I can feel you. I can feel your power coming off you. You are an omega. You shouldn't have this much power or this kind of aura. You are beautiful baby…..What are you?" His attempts at small talk to spare Della do not go unnoticed and I growl even louder and lunge for her while she attempts to get through the door.

Della screams and falls to the floor. Good. Just a flinch and she is a coward in a puddle, practically crawling out of my way. Omegas are sweet, submissive, and docile. Not this one.

Not anymore.

My wolf wants to tear the world apart and I just might let her.

"Little wolf, Ayla….listen to me. Come back to me." Thane begs and I turn to him. He is distraught, breathing hard and practically begging me to come to him.

The bond wants it. Wants our union.

How could we not have seen it. The signs were all there. I look up at him, he is closer now. Slowly inching towards me like he is trying to sneak up on a wounded animal.

I am not wounded.

I am destroyed.

"What happen to you Little Wolf? Why is your lip swollen? Who the fuck did that to you? Who hurt you?" he demands an answer, angry with his aura filling the room.

"You did. You hurt me." I croak out and suddenly his eyes are tracking something down my face. I reach up and feel wetness. I look at Thane in disbelief.

I am crying.

I can finally cry.

I am feeling and it freaking sucks.

My heart is breaking.

"You said when I got my tears back, they would be happy tears. You lied." I sob while feeling shocked it is actually happening. The reminder of what he said about my tears hits him like a ton of bricks and he immediately hits the floor in front of me on his knees.

"I did Little Wolf. I am so sorry. I am so fucking sorry. I didn't do anything with her. I haven't been with her or anyone else since I’ve been intimate with you. I fucking promise you that is true."

"I can't believe you. I can't believe any of you. Alphas are all liars. You are all the same." I furiously wipe the tears from my face and attempt to step away from him.

"Don't you dare lump me in a category with them. I am nothing like them. I didn't do anything with her. I told her no. I told her this was it."

"You are a damn LIAR. I CAN SMELL HER ALL OVER YOU." I growl out, my voice more wolf than raspy human.

He looks desperate. Good. "She was grinding on me and then put herself over the desk. I swear Ayla. I swear it. I didn't touch her. I haven't. Nobody has had my heart ever, except you. I should have known you would be my mate. The signs were there. This is my fault." He looks utterly broken. I hate seeing it despite the situation.

"Yes, it is your fault. I don't see another mate of mine standing behind a naked she-wolf bent over his desk. Stinking of her arousal."

I am utterly destroyed. The walls are closing in as I tug on my braid, wrapping it around my hand, breathing fast and hard. I am starting to panic. Starting to hyperventilate. I must get out of here. I have to get out of this pack.

Shaking my head back and forth. I slowly started backing toward the door and hallway. "Don't do this Ayla. Please, I know what you are going to do. Don't make me chase you. I may not be able to control my wolf. He wants his mate. I want my mate. Please don't."

I hear him, but it doesn't matter. Nothing matters. As quickly as I felt the emotions course through me, is as quickly as I shut them off. I turned and bolted down the hall.

Fleeing.