himself. He pictured the deeply rooted history in so many of the buildings in Persepolis, the immaculate landscapes of the Eram Gardens, the most vast architecture – one that he’d never seen duplicated, and oh the smells and comradery of the village market, where he ran free as a boy, using his lighting quick speed to steal kiwis from some of the younger mens’ stands. His laughter being the only thing he left behind.
He missed it dearly, but he’d miss his brother more if he left this country. While he didn’t live within walking distance of his brother, they were very close. Alpha had already been a young fierce leader when Omega was rescued from an abandoned building at the age of nine. All of them were groomed to tell the same story, that they were born and raised in the Order. Trained from birth. But that was a front. None of them were born in the Order, because there were no women allowed to socialize with the Elders or masters. Women cared for the young ones within the community but were still considered subservient and not allowed behind their secretive walls.
“Can I speak to you outside?” Lion asked him in their native tongue.
Omega’s eyes flew open. Lion was close to him, his voice rough and smooth at the same time, catapulting him out of his reminiscing. He looked around. Where’d everyone go? It wasn’t like him to space out or let his guard down so wholly that things happened around him and he was oblivious. Had he been that deep in thought? Fuck . He didn’t even hear what that cocky all-seeing asshole Hawk had to say about their upcoming mission. Was he in or out? Personally, Omega felt they didn’t need any of them. He and Alpha were more than capable of going in and filtering out the traitors and punishing them accordingly. But Alpha was with Call, and Call was with his team. He had no choice. He surely couldn’t override Alpha’s decisions. “Why?” He finally responded to Lion’s request.
“I thought we could speak as confidants and I’ve just always felt more comfortable outdoors. This dwelling is unique and inviting, but I’m most at peace around nature.”
Omega knew exactly what he meant, but didn’t acknowledge it. “Where’s my brother?”
“Getting our belongings from the vehicle.”
They walked back without us.
“Hawk and Pierce went, too. Whatever you were thinking, your brother didn’t want to disturb it. Now I’m curious what was going on behind those cold, gray eyes. I see things the same way you do,” Lion said softly.
“You don’t know me.” Omega stood and Lion rose to his full height. He looked up at him, his eyes connecting with Lion’s intelligent light-colored eyes. He emanated power, just like his brother, Alpha. He was breathtaking, masterfully trained, deadly, and fearless. But his scent – oh the gods – he knew that smell. It was home. Homemade incense and oil. Davidoff’s Cool Water or Gucci had nothing on these fragrances. No impurities, no harsh alcohols to dilute the concentration of the perfume. The oil Lion wore contained only fresh fragrances natural to their country: fragrant woods, tree sap, essential oils. It only made Omega wish for things that weren’t within his grasp. Craving something he couldn’t have was self-torture. Even the trip back home for this mission left an ill taste in his mouth. He didn’t want his first time back in years to be to end treachery.
“A moment, Omega.”
He didn’t see deception in Lion’s face or hear it in his tone, but that wasn’t one hundred percent reliable. Lion was trained to mask and hide just like him, so he’d tread lightly. He had no reason to trust this man… yet. Not until he gave them one.
“I guess some fresh air won’t hurt.” Omega could’ve leaped over the coffee table and made his way to the door, or he could not act like an idiot in someone else’s home and simply brush past the huge man blocking his path.
When he was only inches from the man, he absolutely
He missed it dearly, but he’d miss his brother more if he left this country. While he didn’t live within walking distance of his brother, they were very close. Alpha had already been a young fierce leader when Omega was rescued from an abandoned building at the age of nine. All of them were groomed to tell the same story, that they were born and raised in the Order. Trained from birth. But that was a front. None of them were born in the Order, because there were no women allowed to socialize with the Elders or masters. Women cared for the young ones within the community but were still considered subservient and not allowed behind their secretive walls.
“Can I speak to you outside?” Lion asked him in their native tongue.
Omega’s eyes flew open. Lion was close to him, his voice rough and smooth at the same time, catapulting him out of his reminiscing. He looked around. Where’d everyone go? It wasn’t like him to space out or let his guard down so wholly that things happened around him and he was oblivious. Had he been that deep in thought? Fuck . He didn’t even hear what that cocky all-seeing asshole Hawk had to say about their upcoming mission. Was he in or out? Personally, Omega felt they didn’t need any of them. He and Alpha were more than capable of going in and filtering out the traitors and punishing them accordingly. But Alpha was with Call, and Call was with his team. He had no choice. He surely couldn’t override Alpha’s decisions. “Why?” He finally responded to Lion’s request.
“I thought we could speak as confidants and I’ve just always felt more comfortable outdoors. This dwelling is unique and inviting, but I’m most at peace around nature.”
Omega knew exactly what he meant, but didn’t acknowledge it. “Where’s my brother?”
“Getting our belongings from the vehicle.”
They walked back without us.
“Hawk and Pierce went, too. Whatever you were thinking, your brother didn’t want to disturb it. Now I’m curious what was going on behind those cold, gray eyes. I see things the same way you do,” Lion said softly.
“You don’t know me.” Omega stood and Lion rose to his full height. He looked up at him, his eyes connecting with Lion’s intelligent light-colored eyes. He emanated power, just like his brother, Alpha. He was breathtaking, masterfully trained, deadly, and fearless. But his scent – oh the gods – he knew that smell. It was home. Homemade incense and oil. Davidoff’s Cool Water or Gucci had nothing on these fragrances. No impurities, no harsh alcohols to dilute the concentration of the perfume. The oil Lion wore contained only fresh fragrances natural to their country: fragrant woods, tree sap, essential oils. It only made Omega wish for things that weren’t within his grasp. Craving something he couldn’t have was self-torture. Even the trip back home for this mission left an ill taste in his mouth. He didn’t want his first time back in years to be to end treachery.
“A moment, Omega.”
He didn’t see deception in Lion’s face or hear it in his tone, but that wasn’t one hundred percent reliable. Lion was trained to mask and hide just like him, so he’d tread lightly. He had no reason to trust this man… yet. Not until he gave them one.
“I guess some fresh air won’t hurt.” Omega could’ve leaped over the coffee table and made his way to the door, or he could not act like an idiot in someone else’s home and simply brush past the huge man blocking his path.
When he was only inches from the man, he absolutely
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