Chapter 8 Abel
ABEL
I flew away again. It was too much. I couldn’t handle the pheromones in the room or the sexy pair watching me.
They listened to my story, my admittedly Cliff Notes version of everything and not much about my own life.
They wouldn’t want me if they knew everything.
I really am useless. And they wanted to mark me.
I whimper on the wind, letting my wings take me back to the library. It’s the one place I feel safest, aside from my apartment. I drop into the small nest I made in the corner of the roof and tuck myself down to snuggle next to the tiny stuffie I added recently.
I cry out, remembering the sound of Perry’s voice when he asked me if I was rejecting them. I’d hurt them both now. I’m the worse mate on the planet. I snuggle against my stuffie looking for warmth that’s not there.
Strong Alpha arms.
Strong Omega arms.
My mates.
What have I done?
Run away again because it’s easier.
I shift to my human form to shiver and clutch the stuffie in my arms, though it’s not nearly large enough for comfort at this size.
Its tiny squirrel face looks up at me and I blink back more tears. Somehow I knew I’d have a squirrel mate when I picked it up at the store. It’d been a tie between the squirrel and the mouse, but I’m glad I picked the squirrel.
It reminds me of Perry’s sweet face.
He comes into the library, but not as often as Buckle. I always go hot whenever either of them is around because I want them to do naughty things to me.
But... But... It’s too soon. I can’t just strip and tell them to take me.
I mean, I want to. But that’s just Fate talking.
I want to beg for the bond mark from both of them since Betas can’t. I want to taste Perry’s slick and ride Buckle’s knot. I want true love. Not Fated. Fate can be wrong sometimes. It’s taboo to say, but not all Fated mates are good for each other. What if I drag them down?
No, I have to be certain.
Certain we’re all compatible. If not, I’ll take myself out of the equation. That way, they can focus on each other.
“I’ll see you Wednesday.” Buckle’s voice told me he wasn’t upset with me. He basically said he’d give me space.
It’s only Saturday. How will I survive waiting so dang long before I see my mates again?