Sophie POV
It's been a week since I started my new job and I haven't made any progress towards meeting my mate. I've always hoped that I would instantly find them when I moved to the city and be swept away in an incredibly romantic manner. Instead I go to work, work up a sweat, spend an hour in the pool, and then go home to a building with other unmated omegas. It's a lot less comforting than I thought it would be, and we all seem to be anxious underneath our excitement. The gated nature of our community keeps us safe if we go into heat and makes sure that we have friends to be around, but it also makes it hard to meet anyone.
I feel like I should start getting out and try and find new people, but I don't know what I would do. I'm not really sporty and while I like clubs, I've heard stories of unmated omegas blacking out and being hurt or kidn*pped. I'm a bit too shy to risk that kind of thing just to meet new people. Instead I stay inside my new apartment, read lots of romance books, and try to learn how to cook, a skill I somehow never master.
I miss my pack a lot more than I thought that I would. I feel restless and find myself pacing like I would in my wolf form. I want to shift and run through the woods, only I live in the middle of Seattle. Some of the other Omegas go to Carkeek park and run through the area after dark, but I don't know the way and I haven't really bonded with anyone.
On Tuesday I wake up early despite my late night pacing, and am thankful that coffee is everywhere in this city. After a quick stretch routine and a shower in the employee room at work, I feel almost human. I school my face into a happy smile before going out to start my first workout class, hoping that no-one picks up on my nervousness. My wolf is practically howling and bouncing in the back of my head today. Something has her excited, but she won't tell me what.
I put out the equipment that we will be using, making sure to space everything apart equally. You only make the mistake of giving one wolf more space than everyone else once. It doesn't end well, wolves are jealous and protective of their space. An alpha who feels like they don't have enough space or that they are competing with someone else for resources is a dangerous alpha and the majority of the people who come to work out are alphas. It makes sense, betas are generally lower down in terms of career options and most omegas prefer to keep themselves out of sight if they can help it. Interactive with the human world can be a bit scary.
Satisfied with everything I've been doing, I take one last look around as people start streaming in to start the class. I'm halfway through the warm-up period when a tall alpha with brown hair and an average height alpha with black curly hair sneak in from the back of the class. Something about their scent carries to me, making my spine stiffen and my wolf go crazy. Only years of keeping my breathing steady keeps me from freaking out.
Somehow I make it through the end of the class, ignoring the way that their eyes follow me around the room. It's only when I'm starting to wipe down everything that I put out that they approach me and introduce themselves.
"I'm alpha Rugal and this is Alpha Leyla, the owners of this building."
"Hi, I'm Sophie, and omega, and I just started working here recently. I guess that makes you my bosses, thank you for the job!" I'm impressed with myself for keeping my voice so level, my wolf is practically howling in my head, convinced that she has met her mate. But I don't know which wolf she is talking about.
"Well Sophie, more than being your bosses, we believe that we might be your mates. You smell amazing, even better up close." Rugal closes the few inches between us and scents my neck while Leyla circles the both of us, her lithe body reminding me that she is a predator and could easily catch me if I decided to run. When Rugal has had his fill of my scent she takes his place while he leans against the wall. This close their combined scents are driving me crazy.
I guess I was asking the goddess the wrong question all these years and that the dreams I thought were meaningless really were about my mates. I don't know what to do. Can I even have two mates? Will I have to choose? Will they fight each other for me? All of these thoughts start to worry me and overpower the sense of calm that I was experiencing from their scents. My wolf, the little traitor, is quiet, basking in the scent of her mates and ignoring all of the hard questions.
"M...mates? As in, both of you?" I somehow force myself to ask.
The woman, Leyla I remember, crinkles her face into a smile that I quite like. She looks pleased with me and like she wants to devour me. I can't see what Rugal is doing behind me, but I feel his gaze linger on me as I breathe in and out, trying to steady myself.
"Yes little Sophie, mates. Does that scare you little Omega?" His rich voice washes over me and I feel myself stiffen again, the undercurrents of desire that I hear in his voice are mirrored by Leyla's eyes, making me feel like I'm on display for them despite being fully clothes in my leggings and work-out tee. What seemed like a perfectly modest outfit a few hours ago seems skin tight and designed to show off my body now. I hope that they like what they see, I want to be worthy.
"I'm not... scared, I do have some questions, but mostly I'm just happy to meet you." I keep my voice smooth and even, fighting back the urge the blush and to flirt. I maintain eye contact with Leyla, hoping that she doesn't find it offensive. She hasn't used her aura on me, choosing instead of act as if we were mere humans. I hope this means she finds me worthy of her attention.
"Follow us to our office and we will answer any questions you have." Leyla's tone give no room for argument but I need this job and I need to say something.
"I still have classes today, I can't go right now."
Behind me I hear Rural inhale sharply and his aura changes, pressing down on me in a way that it hadn't before.
"Let us worry about that little Omega, for now you just come with us." His words sound casual, but I can hear the bite of a command behind them and I nod, unable to trust my voice.
I came to the city to find my mate, I might as well follow them and find out what my future holds.