Nothing ever makes him angry. I don’t know how he can be so level all the time.
When it comes to our mates, I’m triggered swiftly.
Falcon knows how it is. He has a lot more of that rabid energy inside him than I do. He’s just always pushing it back down, forcing himself to think things through, before his anger can get out of control. I don’t envy him that task.
It’s been constant for weeks, and I finally understand why.
He met Robin a month ago. He rescued her from a bad situation.
And then, he let her go. He left her here to be healed by doctors.
On a surface level, he didn’t recognize her as a fated mate.
But something deeper inside him knew.
That’s what was driving him for all these weeks.
No wonder he was going fucking crazy.
I’ve been here for less than ten minutes, and I was ready to kill the doctor who’s been helping her for having the audacity to tell us to wait out here for him to check our mate is okay.
It’s messed up. I can admit that now that Harper has calmed me down.
It doesn’t make our wait any easier.
I look over to where Shayne’s brother is standing with the redhead I thought might be Robin for a few tense seconds. There’s nothing wrong with her, really. She’s just not Robin.
I watch as a dark-haired woman and a tall Alpha in a leather jacket step into the reception area next to Shadow and the redhead. Shadow looks our way as the redhead goes over to the desk.
He brings the other two over and Shayne touches Harper’s arm.
I free our Omega from our hug and turn to greet these newcomers.
“Harper and Jay, meet Lana, the head of the school, and Owen, the head of security.”
They both have a commanding presence. I probably could have guessed who they were if I wasn’t told. The female is a Beta, but in the right light she could look like an Alpha.
“Oh wow, another Delta,” Harper murmurs, nudging me.
Lana looks right at him, one eyebrow raised. “Delta?”
“Uh …” he starts, trailing off because she heard him.
“Harper has studied the older generations’ designations at length,” I explain. “Before certain designations were debunked as they have no basis in genetics, many Betas with Alpha qualities were in leadership roles. Those Betas were given the designation of Delta.”
She blinks at me. “I’ve never heard it explained like that.”
“Well, the texts Harper studied were in French. Europeans have a different take on the whole thing, apparently.”
She seems impressed, though that wasn’t my intention.
“That history isn’t covered much in schools here, and I can see why now. Whoever was in power when that change was made was making sure only Alphas could lead the masses.”
“Pretty much,” I agree with a shrug.
“Well, it’s nice to meet you,” she says, before looking back at Shayne. “I assume you’re out here waiting for Robin to come back from the medical ward? Shadow explained what just happened.”
“We are,” Shayne confirms. “I assume she won’t be expected to go back to work.”
