2 What Kind Of Alpha Are You?

Note: You can't italicize on Webnovel like I can on Ao3 and Wattpad so I'm using (parentheses) to show thoughts the characters have

The next morning, the omega groggily wakes up on freshly washed, clean sheets and in new clothes. In his mind, it's any other day, until he sniffs the pillow. It smells strongly of alpha pheromones. Unknown to him, it had been scented so he would sleep better. All the events of yesterday come back to him. He shoots up, only to lock eyes with the alpha sitting on an ottoman at the foot of the bed.

"What's your name?" he asks.

"Erin," the omega strains out of his throat, his voice is hoarse. He touches his neck and feels bandages instead of skin and with that the twinges of pain. In fact, he starts to notice dull stings all over his body, especially his lower half. He whines. The alpha's eyes widen in attention.

"There's more pain killers on the nightstand" he hurriedly says.

"Thanks", he reaches for the pills and notices a bruise around his wrists in the shape of a handprint. Oh. My. God, How much makeup is this going to take to cover up? He thinks as he stares at his arm.

"....What's your name?" Erin asks.

"Jacen"

There's a moment of silence.

"So we're fated pairs." Jace states.

Erin's face flushes. He tries to nod and winces. A sharp pain spikes on his neck.

"I apologize", Jace sighs, "I bite you so you'd be marked, too deeply perhaps in the state I was in last night." Jace looks very distraught over his actions.

Erin's movement caused the wound to start bleeding again and red seeps through the bandage.

Erin scrunches his face in surprise.(He doesn't know.) He thinks.

The alpha doesn't like the disapproval. "Isn't that what you're supposed to do with your pair?"

(You just learned my name ten seconds ago.)

"It is but I'm not in heat, and marking only works when I am." Erin says.

"When's your heat?" the alpha asks leaning forward. His robe slides bearing his chest.

Erin lets out a little squee and bites his lip.

"Um...It's the 25th of each month for about a week," Erin responds.

Erin thinks , "It might be shorter now though since I'll be fucking my pair. Does he know about that?"

Jace snickers."Siry",He calls to the air immediately preceded by two beeps,"Add omega's heat to my calendar...

(I'd prefer you'd call me by my name.)

23rd-7th."

Erin scrunches his face in disbelief. (Two weeks long and two days early so he doesn't trust I know my own body.)

"I know you might want to go at it some more",Jace says to the omega, "but it's been a day and I have to go back to the office"

(The fuck did he just.., A DAY! Fuck, my broadcast! I missed it! I need my phone! He franickly pats the bed . Where's my phone!?)

He looks up at the alpha who is already standing in concern .

Erin eyes slowly gaze down the alpha's muscular body wrapped in a thin silk robe. He gulps.

(Oh My!....NO! PHONE! )

"I...I need my phone," Erin says, averting Jace's gaze.

"There wasn't one in your pants."

Erin's eyes light up. As he recalls practically jumping out of the Lift and leaving his satchel behind.

(I left my satchel in the Lift! I need to contact the driver.)

"Can I use your phone?," he asks Jace.

"Why"

(Trust Issues?) Erin thinks.

"Because I need to call the Lift driver from yesterday, I left my phone in their car."

"Give me your login and I'll take care of it."Jace moves to the side of the bed and hands Erin his phone from his robe pocket.

(Protective...that's to be expected.)

The alpha looks down at the omega and smiles, "Cute ." He thinks.

"Thank you", he downloads the app and puts in the information.

Erin tries to get up, but winces as he feels pain in his ass. Suddenly he's being scooped up out the bed. Jace holds him bridal style and says, "How about some breakfast?" The flushed face omega says, "Okay," while averting the alpha's gaze by playing with his hands.

As they walk through the hall. Erin feels very uncomfortable. Being doted on like this was not something he ever wanted, but at the same time it's so soothing to be in this alpha's arms.

"About when will I have my bag back?," Erins asks, still not looking up.

"By the time we get to my office."

(I can't go to his office. I have work today, Wait...)

"What time is it!?" Erin asks aloud.

Before Jace can respond the Ai does,"Guest, it is currently 10:39am."

(I'm going to be late.) Erin wiggles out and lands on his feet, then Jace grabs his arm. "Where do you think you're going?"

(Why'd he phrase it like that.) With that the omega starts releasing, afraid pheromones again.This whole situation is too much. He doesn't know what kind of alpha Jace is, but he knows he doesn't like this situation.

Jace senses his pheromones and lets go. Erin looks up at Jace and confidently says,

"I can't go to your office, I have to go to work."

Jace leans down and puts his hands on Erin's shoulders.

"You don't have to work anymore, I'll take care of you." the alpha says tenderly.

Fighting how good those words sound to him, "Well, I can't just not show up, they'll be short staffed."Jace furrows his brows for a second.

"Let them know that today is your last day." he states.

(I AM DONE WITH THIS.)He begins to get red from anger.

(Be smart, Erin.)

He plays it off as gushing, "Thanks, Alpha."

That word from this omega is honey to his ears. Jace kisses him. Erin fights the urge to kick him in his groin.

(This is all too fast, I don't care that we're fated pairs.)

When Jace parts their lips, Erin says, "I need to go to my apartment and get changed...

He looks down and notices that he's not in his clothes from yesterday and the ones he's in are already work appropriate. He sniffs and a peachy scent is coming off his body.

(He showered me too!)

...nevermind...Thanks for the clothes, these work out."

Jace smiles. "You're welcome"

The omega blushes for real this time. There's something about that smolder, that Erin quickly shakes off.

Erin has to work at 11:30am, so they had time for a quick breakfast. Jace makes a smoothie for himself and Erin, that contains more vegetables than the omega has eaten in a month. For most omegas, their fast metabolism keeps them thin no matter how much they eat, so Erin eats whatever he wants and takes vitamin supplements to fill in the gabs. At first he's apprehensive, but then Jace gives him a stern look. The omega drinks it down.

(What kind of Alpha is he?)Erin thinks. (My mother told me there were more or less three types of Alphas once they're mated.)

Jace puts a coat on the omega and a scarf to cover the bandages on his neck.

(There's the devoted alpha, the alpha that caters to every whim of the omega. That waits on them day in and day out.)

They leave for his job. Michealis is already waiting out front. Jace picks up Erin and places him in the hummer, even though it's not that high off the ground for him.

"When does your shift end?"Jace asks.

"Six"

"I will be there at 5:30."

(Good thing, I lied. There's the overprotective alpha. They almost can't bear to have the omega out of their sight. They may end up controlling many aspects of the omega's life. And worst of all, the omega lets them.)

They arrive. Michealis comes around to open the door for Erin, who tries to open it himself, but it's locked from the inside. Erin awkwardly laughs it off.

(This ain't it!)

As soon as he enters he dashes right to the computer corner.

"Eriiiinn, you're early!" yells Taylor, his omega coworker at the counter.

"I know I need to use one of the computers before my shift."

Erin log ons to his character's Twetter, in private mode, and scrolls down his feed.

@im.cute: Where you'd go last night?

@im.cute: I miss you

@im.cute: I'm not paying for a no show! requesting a refund. I only watch the lives.

@im.cute: IS HE DEAD!?

@im.quoot.fanpage1: Yeah, he dead.*skull emoji*

@im.cute: Strike one! 2 more times before I unsubscribe! "Mad red face emoji*

@im.cute: We miss you *overly crying emoji*

@im.cute: I'm worried about you, are you alright?

@im.cute: u ok?

@im.cute: He's Dead! OMG!

@im.cute: what happened?

@im.cute: Damn, I look forward to you every Wednesday. *sad face emoji*

This went on for dozens of tweets.

Erin begins tweeting:

Hey everyone, I'm alright! I had a family emergency last night. I'll do a two-hour stream next week to make up for yesterday! *heart emoji*

He sends the tweet.

A few seconds later:

@im.cute:@im.quoot.fanpage1: He's alive!

@im.quoot.fanpage: Your username is soooo original. *eyeroll emoji*

@im.cute: I'm glad you're alright!

@im.cute: I still want a partial refund!

@im.cute: I love you, I was so worried.

@im.cute: That's cap! *angry face*

@im.cute: We missed you.

@im.cute: You're the only person who gets me hard! *egg plant emoji*

@dg.23: He's the only one who gets me wet *water squirt emoji*

Erin logs out, clears the history, clears the cache, turns off the computer and unplugs it.

He begins to walk to the employee room at the back of the store.

I need to figure out what to do about.. .his heart thumps at the thought... him .

His coworker and friend, Riley, does a double-take as he passes through the swing doors.

"Heyo, Erin...."

"Erin!", he swiftly approaches Erin and grabs his pants from behind.

"Hey! What are you doing?!," Erin says alarmed.

"You're wearing Louis Vuitton! To Work!"

Erin gasps. "No way!" He runs to the floor length dressing mirror by the lockers. He puts his back to the mirror and turns to see the tag. There it is:"Louis Vuitton", in leather stitched to the pants.

(These pants cost more than I make in a month here!)

"These pants cost more than I make in a month!" Riley says. He stands next to Erin looking into the mirror.

"How'd you afford these!?"

Erin slowly turns around to his friend, "Riles, I met my fated pair last night."

Riley's jaw drops. His eyes dart up and down Erin. He notices the unusual scarf on his neck and pulls it off. To reveal the slightly blood stained bandages. He gasps so hard you'd think he was inflating a balloon. Then Riley's face changes from shock to concern.

"What are you going to do about Mr. Kene?!" Riley exclaims.

Erin stares at his neck in his reflection.

"Im dead."