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“A vibe?” He cocked an eyebrow like he was unfamiliar with a vibe as a concept.
“Yes, a fucking vibe. They wanted to fuck her.”
Bryce scoffed. “I know you have an everybody-wants-what-I-have complex because you literally have everything, but I’m gonna need some more information before I can tell if you’re right or if you’re just being you. You start reading minds all of a sudden?” Yeah, he was an asshole.
“Her pheromones were so strong that every guy immediately reacted. Even I was caught off guard. In all my life, I’ve never smelled such a potent and blatantly sexual scent in my life.” I paused, trying to think of a way to describe it in a way he’d understand. “It was like I didn’t have any control over my own body. I was starving, and she was dinner. All I could think about was stripping her naked and fucking her brains out on the barista’s countertop.”
Bryce’s eyes widened. He knew me and knew the control I exercised every minute of every day. “Sounds intense.”
“Intense is the fucking understatement of understatements.” I could still feel that… intensity. “And it wasn’t just me, it was all of them. And I mean all of them.”
“What did you do? Don’t tell me your dad had to bail you out of jail for indecent exposure.” Bryce laughed at his own joke.
I wasn’t laughing.
I pulled into the parking lot of Keller Enterprises’ headquarters and turned off the engine. “What else could I do? I got her the fuck out of there and into my car. I had to stick my head out the window like a fucking mutt while we drove so the fresh air could bring me back to my senses.”
Bryce was contemplative for a few moments. “I’ve never heard of anything like that happening before. Sure, we’re all physically attracted to a wolf in heat. Our dicks might perk up, but a primal reaction like that from a crowd… It’s unheard of.” Bryce went quiet again. He stared at the manicured lawn, obviously in deep thought since he wasn’t glued to his phone. Finally, he spoke up again. “Unless...”
I loathed it when he left me hanging. “What? What were you going to say?” When he remained silent for longer than I could stand, I slapped him on the shoulder. “Say what’s on your mind. I’ve probably already thought of it, anyway. I’ve been driving myself crazy thinking about it.” And I had plenty of other things to worry and think about.
Bryce laughed it off. “I was just wondering if maybe Liza was an omega.”
I snorted, immediately dismissing the idea. “Omegas aren’t real. They’re a myth. A legend at best.” Weren’t they? “And even if they were real, they existed a very long time ago.”
It just wasn’t possible.
Bryce shrugged. “It was just a thought. Don’t get your panties in a wad.”
“I’m just surprised you came up with that as an option. An omega. Hmph.” It would explain a lot. It would also generate a shitload of new questions.
“From the stories I’ve heard, omegas have intoxicating scents that draws unmated wolves to them. Like moths to a flame.”
I rolled my eyes. “What I experienced was more like steel to a magnet. I was powerless.”
“Need I remind you that the Keller pack is rumored to have derived from an omega.” Bryce cocked his head to one side. “Maybe it’s not so far-fetched.”
We had no time left to hash it out. We had to head into our first meeting, but I struggled to keep my mind on the matters at hand all throughout the day. I zoned in and out of meetings, the idea of Liza being an omega continually interrupting my thoughts. It made me look incompetent, and more than once, a manager had to ask the same question multiple times until I registered what they were saying.
It was clear I was having an off day, but I couldn’t do anything about it.
Bryce’s suggestion had blown my fucking mind.
I didn’t know Liza well enough to know whether there were indicators that she might be an omega. My brain spent the entire day working overtime while I tried to recall the story I’d heard multiple times as a child.
It was believed that no one had witnessed the birth of an omega in centuries. Supposedly, the Keller pack had gained life from a goddess-like wolf believed to be an omega. She was the first to ever walk the earth.
Omegas were rumored to be the purest of wolves. They carried genes that could birth the perfect wolf, and had a high sex drive that pushed them to reproduce often.
It was also said that an omega had powers and strength that far exceeded that of a normal wolf.
I’d never actually seen Liza in wolf form, so I had no way to confirm or deny that she possessed special attributes. In her human form, though, she seemed so delicate; so gentle. I couldn’t imagine her being a hypersexual, mythical creature.
I thought back to every encounter I’d had with Liza, starting with that night at the mating ceremony. I hadn’t witnessed anything significant from her that I would deem special. She obviously had a strong power over me, but I assumed that was due to our being fated mates, not because she was an omega.
If the stories were true, the Keller bloodline was diluted from the original omega. Though my senses were more enhanced and finely tuned than most, and I was about five times stronger than the average wolf, there wasn’t anything specific about our bloodline that made us stand out from other shifters.
I snapped out of my deep thoughts just in time to hear Bryce ending the meeting. I watched as the branch managers shuffled out of the room for their lunch break.
