Meeting My Alphas

Leyla

Once I get out of the locker room and into the classroom, I realize that something is very different today. Instead of the stress that I've been feeling for the last few days, I feel almost relaxed. My wolf is howling in my head, and while I can feel Rugal's body beside me and his heartbeat through the bond, my entire attention is focused on the small omega who is teaching the class. Arriving late doesn't allow me time to speak with her before the class is in motion, so I have to spend the rest of the class wondering what is pulling me closer to her, why she smells so good, and why it feels like I have known her forever. 

I'm surprised when the class ends and Rugal wants to stay after and speak with her. In the entire time that we have been together he has never been interested in another woman. From the moment that he staked his claim on my fated wedding day until now, he has never even seemed to notice another woman. I find that I'm even more intrigued by this little Omega now, she feels like the missing piece to a puzzle I didn't even know we were doing. 

Rugal takes his time looking her over and even trying to intimidate her. I must admit that I'm impressed as she refuses to back down in his presence, she smells nervous, but she barely lets it show. When he tells her that he thinks she is also our mate the pieces click into place. She must be the reason nothing has ever felt completely settled between Rugal and I. While I have been happy with him all these years, it is nice to feel like everything is settled, this little Omega feels like a piece of the home that I left behind. 

He instructs her to follow him out, always the Alpha male who expects his commands to be followed without question. It makes my roll my eyes, but his brisk pace as he walks away lets me drop back as we walk with her to our offices. I can't help but smile a little as he leads her through the long route, he's showing off everything that we have built, laying our empire at her feet. She doesn't know it yet, but he will treat her like a queen, between the two of us she will want for nothing. 

Through mind link he has instructed everyone not to interrupt us, making it easier to get through the hallways than it has ever been. I'll have to remember to do that the next time I'm having a bad day. It lets us observe the way that she is reacting to everything around us. She seems very grounded and down to earth. She's a little bit wary, but she seems ready to take on the world and is holding her head high in this unfamiliar situation. I think that I like the energy that she brings to the table. 

When we finally reach the private elevator to our personal floor she seems to be deep in thought, barely noticing that we have managed to sandwich her between our bodies. Her scent mixes well with the two of us, mellowing out the sharper notes of Rugal's scent and adding a delicate perfume to the rougher and heavier scent that always surrounds me. Together we smell like a mated couple should, not like two alphas, a scent that has always made people uncomfortable around Rugal and I. I wonder when she is in heat how much her scent will overpower our own, if we will be able to smell anything other than her soft and sweet perfume. 

It's too soon to be thinking about these things, but I can tell from the way that Rugal's nose keeps flaring and his eyes flash that he is thinking the same thing. I'm glad he had her come up before she had a chance to shower. I want to smell her in all her glory, not wonder what the shower has stripped away from her. 

Rugal make's the first move, placing his arm around her waist and pulling her close to his side, pressing his nose into her hair and taking a deep sniff. I can't help but think that the way her cheek turn pink and her eyes slightly glaze over as she takes in his alpha scent is adorable. The way she loosens up and loses the tension that she has been holding makes my wolf howl and I am holding her hand before I know what I am doing. Loosely rubbing little patterns into her skin as I crowd in closer to her warmth. 

She seems startled when the door dings and announces our arrival on the top floor. A tiny intake of breath can be heard as she takes in the view of the Seattle skyline from the wall of windows in the corridor. The sitting area where I have spend some of my worst days seeming inviting in the bright sun. Sometimes I forget just how beautiful the life that we have built for ourselves can be. 

Rugal removes his arm from her waist but I keep holding her hand, still rubbing little comforting patterns into her hand and relishing the tiny sparks that are being sent through the bond. I feel like I could hold her hand forever. She takes he lead, following Rugal as he leads her to a private sitting room, one where no-one will disturb us and we can talk about the bond. 

She seats herself on one of the chaise lounges that face the bank of windows, fully in the sun. I like that she doesn't lurk in the shadows or shy away from the spotlight. This fearless little woman will be the perfect addition to our little family. I just hope she isn't scared, if she rejects us I don't know what I would do. I may not even really know her yet, but I can tell from the way that her hand feels against mine that her leaving would completely destroy me. 

She waits for Rugal to seat himself and offer her some iced tea before she looks at both of us expectantly. Sipping her drink, she seems to be waiting for one of us to speak first. Rugal doesn't seem like he is going to move any time soon so I take it upon myself to initiate the conversation. 

"So, tell us a little about yourself, what pack do you come from? How did you come to work for us?"