Chapter 11
Thane
Leaving our omega’s room is one of the hardest things I have found myself doing. Not our omega. Ayla. The little wolf omega. I shouldn’t have brushed her hair behind her ears, because now Ronan is surging hard, hitting against the mental barrier attempting to shift and run back to her room. I look down at my arms and ripples of for are moving over my arms and my nails are lengthening to claws. I can hear nothing but Ronan’s growling Protect our omega, watch, go back. I quickly grab the wall, fighting against the shift. I know if I go for a run, he will just run right back here. She must remind us too much of home and is driving his alpha wolf instincts into overdrive. She is not ours. She can be a pack member, but there isn’t a mate bond. We need to head back to the pack. I need to have her room ready for her to arrive tomorrow as early as possible so she’s not stuck there any longer. We will personally go back and bring her to the pack house tomorrow. She will be closer so we can keep an eye on her and there is more protection in the building. Give me the reigns Ronan. That seems to pacify him enough to calm down and let me have control again. For once, I am glad my late night of paperwork and inability to sleep happened. If I hadn’t been curious as to how she was doing, who knows how long she would have suffered with her panic attack or what would have happened to her.
Entering my rooms, I flick the switch on and travel through my living room area, undoing my top buttons while entering my bedroom and there in my bed is Della. Oh Della. Maybe Cyrus has a point. Three attempts in one day are a little much and much more than she usually does. She’s lying on the covers of my bed in black lingerie, legs crossed over her knees, arms spread out across the pillows, breasts hanging out, barely covered. “Della, what are you doing in here? How did you even get in here?” “The housekeeper let me in, and why are you getting back so late?” “I told you I was catching up on work and I was needed at the clinic tonight” “You went down to her again? How many times is that today? What could she possibly be asking you down there that many times for? Just send someone else.” “She isn’t asking me down there, and I don’t need to send someone else or ask permission to go anywhere. I am the alpha of this pack and I will do as I see fit. I don’t appreciate being questioned or the slight against Ayla. She hasn’t done anything wrong here.” “You’re right. I am sorry. Loverreacted. I am just getting really worried about you and I am concerned you’re not taking care of yourself. All of this work, the border patrol, shifter raids. You need to slow down. Why don’t you come over here and let me rub your shoulders and help you take care of yourself.” She asks me with her bottom slips slightly pouted out. I decide to walk over and sit on the edge of the bed to get this over with. Maybe when I thank her for the rub, she will agree its late and head back to her room.
She rustles up behind me and places her hands on my shoulders. She starts kneading and rubbing, working my knots out of my neck and shoulders. Down my back and up again. The rub feels great, but my minds not here. I’m thinking about the laundry list of things I need to do and everything that needs to be placed in Ayla’s room. The thought of her stunning face, and beautiful eyes lingering in my mind. I can still smell her lavender scent in my nostrils and I catch myself daydreaming about her. Talking to her, touching her. I rub my fingers together that held her lock of hair tonight. That beautiful white hair soft between my fingers. I let out a moan thinking about her and Della mistakes it for what she is doing. She abandoned her rub of my shoulders and now has her breast pushed against my back, rubbing her hands down my pecs from over my shoulders, her hot breath going into my ear. “Della, I think we should call this a night. I have a big day tomorrow and meetings I need to attend early. Maybe it’s time for you to head back to your room.” My eyes remain closed and she stops rubbing me for a second, but then starts back up again. “I don’t think that’s what you really want Thane.” I inhale deeply, exasperated by this whole scenario, wondering how I am going to get out of this. I start formulating what my next sentence will be when I catch myself yet again, thinking of Ayla. Her pouty pink lips are slightly apart She has her arms around my neck now and our noses are touching. We are moments away from kissing when I feel kisses going down my neck and hands undoing my shirt.
Damn it. I keep my eyes closed and start to turn to Della when she plants her lips to mine. Her tongue demanding entry. In my head, all I see is Ayla. We’re kissing softly at first, but then we start ravishing each other. Like we are each other’s breath. We need more and we can’t get enough. I push Della back flat on the bed and look at her, but I close my eyes and all I see is Ayla. Her milky white skin feels so good under my touch. I rip off Della’s panties and throw them across the room. Screw it. I have a raging hard on and she’s ready for me. I push into her with my erection, no foreplay tonight. Not when I need to locus, when Ayia is all, I ward to see. I keep my eyes closed and start to thrust in and out. Slow at first, but I become more relentless when all I can see is me holding Ayla, thrusting into her. Her taking all of me like a good girl, lavender scent surrounding me. Her yelling my name over and over as she comes. Hearing my name spurs me and I suddenly come to my senses enough to realize I am hearing Della yell my name and not Ayla. I hammer hard and fast to get this over with, quickly pulling out and finishing all over Della’s stomach. “I’m going to shower. I will see you later Della, I need to call this a night.” “I Daught i could stay over tonight?” she asks quietly. “You know that can’t happen. I’ve told you, epeatedly, I don’t do relationships. I’m waiting for my mate.” “Is that why you won’t knot me?” “Della, you know that I won’t knot anyone that isn’t my mate. I am not having pups outside of my mate bond and I truly beteve my mate will be an omega that can handle a knot as large as mine. There’s no way Della… just please go.”
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