Bound to the Alpha by Heart D.J

Author:Heart, D.J. [Heart, D.J.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-10-02T04:00:00+00:00

Part Five: Calm Before The Storm

Derek clipped the leash to Scott’s collar, wrapping the other end around his palm before checking himself over in the mirror. Gone was the bad boy leather jacket and thigh hugging jeans, replaced by a slick suit that showed off his wide shoulders, narrow waist, and tight bubble butt.

His alpha looked good.

“How do you feel?” Derek asked, looking at Scott’s reflection in the mirror. Scott shrugged. He was not looking forward to his parents seeing him dressed up in Derek’s version of proper omega attire—fitted gray slacks, a tight T-shirt, and a collar around his neck—but he hoped they could look past that and see that for all of Derek’s obstinate conservatism, he and Scott could make it work and be happy. Both of them.

“I feel okay, I guess. My parents are going to freak out, but I think once they see that I’m happy they’ll get over it…”

Derek nodded tightly, wrapping the leash around his palm one more time. At this point he was bound tighter than Scott. Smiling, Scott looked down to hide the expression. Derek was nervous. The alpha might say that he didn’t care what Scott’s parents thought of him or his relationship with their son, but he did. It was obvious by the way he fiddled with the leash and couldn’t stand still, and by the endless barrage of questions about how Scott was feeling.

“Are we going to go?” Scott asked when Derek turned back to the mirror instead of leading the way out of the house. If Derek wanted to get to work on time and say hello to his parents, they would have to leave now. Then again, Scott wouldn’t mind if Derek just dropped him off—sans leash—and drove off to work without meeting his mom and dad.

No such luck.

“Yes. Are you ready?” Derek looked at him as though he were the one who was stalling. Scott might not be happy with his parents seeing him like this, but he wanted to see them. Today, preferably. Derek was the one being a pussy.

Not that he’d ever say so. There were limits to what Derek would tolerate, but fearing the omega box, Scott wasn’t in any hurry to find out what those limits might be. So he made sure to show respect and be a good boy.

“Yes, I’m ready,” he replied. Derek nodded and opened the door, picking up his briefcase with his free hand.

Finally they were getting going.

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