16 Ch 16 What the Wolf Wants (2/2)

”I can...” he stopped at my look.

I smiled and pointed to a chair.

”You're my guest and I'm not helpless. You want my mom to turn over in her grave? Sit. It's cool dude. Hmmm. Bro? What do I call you anyway? I know names aren't always used at the, ah, gym.”

He was silent, conflicted. One hand fingered his tatted collar.

My hand was clawed around the wooden spoon as I moved the potatoes around. I had a feeling whatever name he was thinking of giving me, whatever name this alpha had given him, was only going to tick me off more.

”How about I call you Lone Wolf?” I asked, before he could get up the courage to give me a name that would set me off. ”It'd be a reminder to you that I can't see you as part of that... group.” Derrick was too close for me to say pack.

”Hungry?” I asked as Derrick came in the kitchen.

”Yeah. You'd think you would learn to make coffee first.”

Derrick started a pot while eyeing our guest. Another frypan and the bacon was next. Somehow Derrick and I being domestic was freaking Lone Wolf out.  I mentioned the restroom to him before he piddled again.

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Derrick wasted no time chewing me out once the guy was out of normal hearing range.

”What the hell, Rick? You don't bring people from the gym to the house.”

I managed a small sad smile.

”I just hope he doesn't come to the conclusion we're a couple.” I made no attempt to keep my voice down.

Derrick snorted.

”Look. I'll tell you same thing I told Mac. He and I have something in common. For me, it's the greatest thing ever. For him, it's been torture. Literally. Do not ask anything more. If I can help him...” I sighed. ”I can't not help him.

”What he's been through ticks me off. Seriously ticks me off. I didn't know I could get angry like this about anything. Guess there's a lot of things I never really thought about enough to get ticked about them. So he might show up now and then. I might never see him again. Choice is his.”

The topic under discussion was in the doorway.

”I won't invade your home again. I can show up at the club when I'm in town.” His voice was quiet. Submissive. His head was down so much his chin was against his chest.

”You're not invading. I invited,” I said, exasperated at his behavior.

There was progress though. He stayed standing. He struggled to look up. His head only bowed once more before he managed to look up almost like a normal person would. He still couldn't look either of us in the eyes.

Derrick took in his beaten personality. It really was that obvious and so totally wrong.

”It's cool. I trust Rick's judgement. You drink coffee? This wuss drinks tea.”

I laughed and gave Derrick a shove.

”You still owe me a gift card for the coffee shop.”

”Lets see. One coffee, err, tea a week, that's what, a $12 dollar card? I'll just give you a ten.”

”Uhhuhhh dude. Twice a week, that's twenty four, and you're buying for two so you owe me a fifty dollar gift card.”

”I didn't say I was buying for two. Wait, did you meet her again?”

I laughed again, smiling for real, nodding.

”While drinking pussy t... owww! What the hell?”

My bob on his shoulder was harder than I meant. Keep it together I told myself. I didn't apologize though.

”You are officially not allowed to make fun of my tea anymore, not when I hit a home run while drinking it. Got a date next Saturday.”

”Congrats man, what did you do, step on her foot or something?”

Derrick was laughing now and I groaned at him.

”You just don't appreciate finesse. We're meeting up, but at some point I might want to borrow your car so you better watch your manners or you'll never get that unsupervised date.”

Lone Wolf stood there watching us joke around. I caught a look of such longing on his face. What the wolf wants. He needed that connection, a real connection to other people. I smiled at him.

”Plates are in there. How many eggs you want? Got enough left for three each. Derrick do we even have any bread left for toast?”

I let him help now, moving around the kitchen with Derrick and I. This time he wasn't thinking like some damn servant. He moved around as one of the guys. For him, it was nirvana. His hormones still ranged around, fear spiking on occasion, but happy was sneaking its way in there a few times as well.

I let him go after breakfast. I didn't dare risk another meltdown. I didn't know when I would see him again or even if I would. I had a feeling I would though. I think Mac had the right of it. When he couldn't stand it anymore he would come back around, trying for a taste of what he once knew.

At least now he knew he had options. He knew there was a better way of living. He knew he didn't need to be terrified of the wolf within him.

I still had a list of questions. Why did this alpha let him roam free but not the other omegas? How were the three she-wolves treated? Horribly, I could guess. Why would that alpha need warriors? How often did this guy bite people and how did he go about it? Did Lone Wolf have a choice in the matter? I thought not.

Biggest question of course was where could I find this alpha asshole.

I headed to my room to get a few hours sleep. I'd have to wait to find out, which totally sucked.

I tried to figured how I was going to share my news with dad. He'd be up next weekend for my birthday. And I'd have to desert him for my date.

I pulled a pillow over my head and groaned.