Part 53
/Abel's POV/
I watched as Emma turned on her feet and rushed towards Avon, my jaw tightening. She already knows how he feels about her; he has confessed, so why was he hanging around her. Unknowingly my fists clenched by my sides when I felt Edward nudge.
“You okay?”
“Of course!” My voice turned high-pitched, lungs squeezing painfully. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Well, you spaced out there.”
"Huh?"
Edward gave me a long look before shaking his head. “Nothing. Should we go?” He motioned towards the car, which made me blink slowly, eyes averted, while I heard Avon's car pull away.
"Yeah." I cleared my throat. "Let's go."
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Things have been hectic lately, with my parents pushing me into bonding with Allie. Somehow they liked her and wanted us to mate as soon as possible. The poor omega experienced the same pressure from her side of the family too.
I was annoyed, more so about the fact that Emma still had no idea about it. At first, we could handle it, but as days passed, the gravity of the situation sank in, and I wasn't sure anymore.
Today Allie and I were arranged to meet again, but my mind was elsewhere, especially on Emma and Avon. Something ugly stirred inside me, and I decided to take my class.
Emma's mouth parted when she saw me enter the class, her arm squished against Avon. Of course, they were sitting together. She was quick to avert her eyes and pretend as if she didn't turn several shades of red at being caught.
For the rest of the class, Emma and Avon kept whispering to each other, making my blood boil. The last thing I wanted was to call them out in front of everyone.
"Miss Emma." I cleared my throat as the class trickled out, head tilting. "Please stay back. There are few things we need to discuss."
Avon grumbled under his breath, pinning me with a look. "What is it this time? We have somewhere to be."
The last words hit me like a truck, fuelling the already ugly feeling inside, nose flaring. As if Emma sensed the shift in my mood, she put on a fake smile to placate him.
"This isn't the packhouse, Avon, so mind your tone."
"It's okay, Avon. I'll catch up with you soon."
He gave her a nod before walking out of the room. I exhaled heavily through my nose, reaching out and tightening my grip around Emma's wrist. Seeing them together made my insides burn and my heart pound against the ribcage, an ugly and raw feeling that left a bad taste in my mouth.
I pushed her against the nearest wall, towering over her petite frame. She didn't even flinch.
"The fuck you think you're doing, Emma?" My voice came out in a hiss through gritted teeth, grabbing hold of her upper arm and squeezing the flesh between my fingers. Her body quickly followed the movement, leaning forward until our chests barely touched.
Her bright blue eyes looked up innocently, blinking lazily as she mumbled. "What did I do now?"
"Are you seriously asking me that? I have eyes, and I can see how you two couldn't stop flirting with each other." I couldn't help the hollow chuckle, running a hand through my hair, messing up the perfectly styled locks. My voice was low, hoarse reverberating throughout the empty classroom.
I noted the shiver that coursed through her body, followed by the change in her expressions.
"We were just talking." Her voice carried a condescending tone as her eyes loomed over my face, to the thinly pressed lips and back to my eyes again.
I let out an annoyed groan at the heat in her tone, which only pushed me to the limit, leaving me on the verge of snapping. "It looked more than talking to me. You also had him pick you up in the morning despite knowing what that fucker feels about you!" I let go of her arm in one swift motion, making the omega waver on her feet.
Her eyebrows curled inwards; her neck still tilted upwards to stare, cheeks flushed red and, slowly, a sardonic smile folding the corners of her lips.
“So? Why does that bother you? It's not like you are faithful to me. You get what you give, huh?" The omega tilted her head to the side, arms crossing against her sweater, the action causing it to slide down and expose her shoulder.
The accusation stung, eyebrows shooting up to my hairline. Emma had a cocky stance, looking up at me as if she had made an excellent point. She couldn't be more wrong. How could the omega assume I was cheating on her?
It doesn't matter if we weren't officially together—even though what we have felt official enough. She had my house keys; we slept almost every night and knew about each other's family. Moons, I haven't even looked to someone else the whole time we started doing—whatever this is. She's my mate. Another thing Emma was unaware of. Even if we didn't have the label, everything is real to me.
"How could you say that? I have been nothing but faithful to you..."
She cut me off, tears pooling in her eyes. "I don't remember the last time you sat with me or talked without having twenty phone calls interrupting us. Why don't you say it and make it easy?"
"Easy for whom?"
"Both of us." She whispered the last part as if it pained to say out loud.
"No! I am not cheating on you." A curse slipped my lips as I crowded her again, her back hitting the wall with a muffled thump. My arms flung to cage her, forearms on each side of her head. "Those calls and my absence...it’s a long story, and I can explain."
Her features went much softer now, contrasting with quickened breathing in little puffs of air. My head dropped until my lips hovered over her ear, exhaling warm and heavy against her earlobe and chuckling when she shuddered.
"You're mine," I whispered, one of my hands dropping to the side of her thigh. "No one is allowed to touch you besides me," A low growl fell from my throat before I could stop, nails digging into the flesh of her covered skin. “Do you understand?”
An almost inaudible whimper stumbled out of her open mouth as she threw her head back, soft tufts of hair falling onto her face.
"Alpha..."
"Tell me nothing is going on with you and Avon."
She made a scoff in the back of her throat, lips parting when I pinned the omega with a look. The rational part of me knew that Emma would never do it; she was just getting back at me. But the Alpha part, the one slowly taking control, needed reassurance.
“Why do you care anyway?”
Exhaling, I rolled my hips forward, pressing my crotch against her lower stomach. The hand that was previously on her thigh tipped above and curled around her neck, applying loose pressure.
“You really love to keep me on my toes, huh…I'm going to show you why I care, baby.” I dropped my voice intentionally, two octaves lower, watching the glazed look taking over her eyes. Tightening the grip around her throat, I could feel her pulse rabbiting under my fingers, moving the face away from her ear to take in her demeanour.
A sense of pride grew inside my chest. I was loving how it didn't take more than a few words and a hand around her neck to make the omega go pliant in my arms. All made of glassy eyes and heavy breaths. I could see Emma holding back whines and whimpers behind her bottom lip trapped between teeth.
There was an uncomfortable burn inside my chest from her previous comment, but I buried the feeling deep and focused on her.
Using my knee, I forced to part her legs, slotting a leg in between, which made her roll her eyes. Her head was thrown back, a whine leaving her lips, a smug grin stretching her lips even wider. The omega started to slowly gyrate her hips, kneading against my clothed leg for friction.
“Please…” A breathy moan escaped her, and I moved my hands to cup her wide hips, pressing her down on my thigh and stilling the rapid movements.
“What do you want, baby?” I asked, my eyes fixed on her blue ones. The air between us turned hot, spiralling around in lustful waves, contrasting against the cold feeling of the wall under my hands. She opened and closed her mouth, eyes clenching shut. “Use your words.” I rolled my hips forward, a visible tent in my pants that nudged against her belly.
"Want you," Her eyes travelled down my face, hungrily staring at me as her tongue darted and licked at the seam of the bottom lip. Inviting. Tempting. How could I resist?
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