Chapter 4

Tyler POV

A feeling of content ran through my mind, as my eyes scanned around the city, from the balcony of my apartment. I inhaled my smoke deeply and it went down, cooling my lungs, leaving the ecstatical feeling ramping up in me and springing up from my core to every part of my body. Somehow, I knew that something was running in me, a feeling I couldn't really tell, or distinguish from all other things I had in my head.

 It was already late at night, and I watched the outside world, with the buzzing orchestral notes of nocturnals thundering inside my ears.

 It was like anxiety I was feeling, but I really couldn't recognize it. I didn't know what exactly it was, but I had to fight against it. A wave of uncertainty swept all over me, and while it seemed that the feeling wouldn't while away, I had to find out what exactly it was that this was. I had to follow my instinct.

 My wolf, Tyson, suddenly felt exhilarated. Jumping, and howling constantly. 

"Tyson, what's wrong?" I asked, but he howled instead, not wanting to answer me. I was so tired of trying to read his signs and what he meant. 

 I tried to mingle with the cold breeze that constantly hit my face from afar, and Tyson too, tried to keep me warm in the company. I should have shifted to my wolf form. That was going to be better.

 At least, I had something to deal with.

 My Omega. 

 I had anticipated for a long time, waiting for the Omega, and it didn't show any sign that they were here. Standing here for about 5 minutes made me already want to go inside. It could be that my presence was awaited, and I didn't know they had crossed into our land past the borders. I didn't inquire about any information from the sentinels yet. 

 I slid past the glass door, closing it behind me, and walked to my sitting room. Turning off the lights, I headed outside. I needed to check things out. It had been long since I spoke with my Beta over the mind link, and while I had a very strong wolf and was able to keep the link over time, Blake's scent was fading, making my wolf unable to trace it and connect with his.

 I guessed that was it.

Roaming through the hallway, I flicked on the lights, so I could have a better view. A strong windstorm followed, blowing an intense and evocative scent that I picked up. It was intoxicating and slightly pungent, woodsy - a scent of ixora and citrus. 

 Tyson picked up the scent, and I didn't want it to be what I was thinking. He was as energetic as ever and jumped, and ran, wanting to unleash himself and dominate over me. A problem I had with my wolf who had little or no control, that I had to satiate his every need. 

 I followed the scent, taking my steps lightly, in what seemed like an unending pace, while the chills of anticipation bit my skin, and battered all over it. 

 The end of the hallway led to the anterior of the house since it was one of the major hallways through the entire building, seen immediately inside the house. My eyes caught the sight of certain people, guards, and Gammas, as I perceived since no one would have the guts to be out by now.

 Not knowing when I reached, I was surrounded by the people who were there. My gammas, and another feminine figure I didn't see. As I could recognize, it was a female, and I gazed closely to look at who she was.

"You?" I asked, calling out, and staring at her every move.

My eyes widened upon catching her sight. It couldn't be that she was here. How did she come back? Tyson was growing more excited by the way, and I was finding it hard to control him. 

"Shut up Tyson. Settle down," I ordered, whispering to my wolf. 

 A whisper I didn't want to cut across myself. Blake walked up to us. He must have heard the news too. I could see the shock in his eyes, as he stared at her, scanning her from head to toe. 

 I didn't believe it myself. Was this a self-reflecting mystery, or a nemesis that had come back to haunt me?

"Alpha Tyler, this is the Omega of Alpha Julian Ambrose, the slave sold to you, and we have received her safely," my Gamma said. I looked at Blake, while shock flitted across his eyes. He too didn't know what to say.

"An Omega?" I asked the Gamma. He nodded, keeping silent. I could read that he wasn't in touch with what was happening here. How come she was here as an Omega?

 I didn't believe this, but it seemed my mate was here. It wasn't possible because she had died, and I didn't know how she would look like this so much. 

 Maybe Tyson confused her for my mate. I still couldn't come to terms with it, but I had to maintain a perfect expression, not to make it look like I too was in shock.

 I scanned the faces of all the other Gamma and the sentinels. They too had their heads to the ground as soon as they saw me. It meant that I was right.

"Oh. Alpha Julian's slave I see? It seems like she has a long way to go here," I said, making sure no remorse was found in my tone. 

"Yes, Alpha. I heard she's almost entirely Omega," my Gamma explained.

"Almost entirely pure blood Omega?" Blake asked, looking at me with shock.

 He knew what that meant. Two things. This could never be who I thought it was, and the second was that she was able to hear great Alpha pups. 

 It did make sense, but I wasn't so certain why he sold her off. 

"I still don't know why Alpha Julian had to sell you off," I said, approaching my slave, and looking at her, watching closely. Her face was held to the ground, and I didn't have a good look at it, not knowing if she had a pretty face or one that featured a set of burnt cheeks.  

 The scent was oozing off her, but I knew it was a misconception of my senses about her identity. I needed to inform my wolf about this, and not let him go wild about me not accepting her as my mate. 

 Her body wasn't as great as an Alpha or Beta's daughter, like a good physique, but it was quite exceptional, considering she was an Omega. How evil of a pretty face she would be if she was sold off. I bet Alpha Julian should have had her screwed every day. 

"Alpha Julian already has so many slaves, and he said he wanted to get rid of a bunch of them," my Gamma, Kyle, explained. 

"Well, a good excuse for a bloke who wanted to get rid of a blessing," Blake cut in. I turned to look at him.

"What is that supposed to mean? She? A blessing?" I asked him, not wanting to praise a slave in her presence. For her, I should be ruthless and cruel, but for me, I still had things to unveil in this. 

"She could be a blessing, you never can tell," he said, with his throaty voice echoing around the place.

 I turned to look at her. Her petite figure was almost visible, with her raggedy clothes. I retreated back, getting a whiff of her scent, and Blake walked up to me.

"Alpha, what is next for her?" Kyle asked, and I turned to him. 

"Get her prepared. She must be tired already, however, she needs to get used to this, since this is exactly similar to what she'd go through every day here," I said, sounding more sadistic. 

"Would you really do that?" Blake whispered to me, through the mind link. I had to shun him, else he was going to ruin this fucking act.

 For a third time, I looked upon the Omega, walking up to her. Taking a grip of her wrist, I could feel her pulsating the more, while she tried to slide it out of my hands.

 The game was just getting started, I thought.

 "She mustn't have been fed all day, or two, if I'm not wrong. She's so weak. Take her upstairs, to the spare room I asked you to provide for her," I ordered.

 Immediately, they walked up to her, and both the men grabbed her arm. I loved Kyle because as much as he was the Gamma, he could be as ruthless as he wanted to be, though he had a very soft heart.

 They grabbed her up, and upon reaching my side, I made them wait. 

Her eyes.

 I really needed to see those eyes perfectly. I had only taken a glance at it before she buried her face. 

"Forget everything about your past. You're now mine and will do as I say," I growled at her. I didn't know if she responded to it, but I let her leave.

 She was like dead matter trying to stay alive, and a flint of compassion, hard dying pity, coursed through me. I derided it, however, not wanting to fall for this.

 I wasn't going to be at rest until I found out the truth, everything about her. She had become something I wanted to demystify.

 Turning around, I had to face Blake's playing gaze.

"You saw it, didn't you?" I asked him.

 The smile that ran across his lips gave me the answer. He knew it too.

 As much as I did. 

  Selena.