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“What’s going on? Are you that hard up for money?”
A shrug. “Suppressants and blockers are expensive, especially if you have to take them every fucking day. My online job isn’t steady, so I really need this.”
“I won’t say anything,” I mutter. “Cross my heart.”
Fuck, I had never thought of how expensive such things are. Omegas don’t have it easy. And he looks so delicious, standing there in front of me, a defeated look in his gorgeous eyes, shoulders slumped.
I want to kiss him. Touch him. Why can’t I have him? Have them all? I want to ask them; I want to create this harem. I’m a top alpha, and for the first time in my life, I feel like I’ve found my people, the ones I need for a pack.
I’m actually opening my mouth to say something along those lines, when I hear my name being called.
Shit.
“Rest,” I tell him. “Eat something. Take care of yourself, okay? I’ll be back.”
He nods and, cursing inside at the bad timing, I walk out of the machine room.
When I return five minutes later, he’s not there anymore. Or in any of the rooms. He’s left the gym. I hope he went home to rest but the bad feeling won’t leave me.
* * *
That’s my mental state during the next two classes I teach, and of course Gigi and Ronin aren’t in them because both of them are apparently avoiding me now.
Or maybe not, but it fucking feels like it. Like the world is throwing me for a spin and I’m skidding across life, unable to grab onto anything and make it stop.
Yeah, nice pity party you got going there, Zayne. Just because Gigi rejected you and Ronin is avoiding you…
I chuckle and rub at my face with both hands. Yeah, two of the people I want in my pack don’t want me. But I have no right to a pity party because I’m a fucking alpha and alphas don’t cry.
Fuck that. I’ll talk to Gigi. She had looked distraught. Maybe she isn’t sure about this new guy. I waited for a year and a half, and another year before that. I can wait a few more days before I give up on everything, right?
And I should check on Casey, see that he made it home all right.
But before I take another step, I see a handsome beta crossing the hall and it jerks the gears in my head to a grinding halt.
Grey.
I haven’t seen him in days, and just like with Casey, something about him draws my attention taut like a guitar string. He doesn’t look like he’s been to a class, dressed in worn jeans and a black T-shirt, hair dry and brows drawn together.
“Grey.” I start after him. “Grey, wait!”
He jolts, whirls about, eyes wide. “What?”
“Calm down.” I lift my hands. “It’s me, Zayne.”
“I know who you are.” He sounds irritated but there’s an underlying, quivering thread in his voice, like fear and tension. “What do you want?”
“I deserved that.” I nod. “I wanted to apologize for my past behavior.”
An incredulous chuckle escapes him. “Okay.”
“I was out of line. Gigi isn’t mine.”
“She’s not mine either,” he whispers. “Apology accepted, alpha.”
Fuck.The way he said‘alpha’sent a shiver through me. He really is beautiful in that subtle, elegant beta way, with his spiky hair and his dark eyes, the fine nose and mouth, the long lines of his body. A faint smell of sweet apples and peppermint hangs about him and I wonder if it’s his shampoo or his natural scent.
It draws me closer. Just like with Casey, like with Gigi and Ronin, everything about him seems to be drawing me closer, and deep inside I knew it since the first time I saw him in that classroom with Gigi.
