Omegas, probably. But I wasn’t here for them.
I was here for one.
I spotted Silas’s car immediately and parked beside it. Of course he’d known I’d show up early.
He stepped out the moment I did, calm as ever, waiting in front of his vehicle like this was just another meeting.
“Let me do the talking,” he demanded, lawyer voice on full force.
I nodded once, then gestured with an open palm toward the direction we needed to go.
I followed a step behind, head held high like I was important enough to be seen, important enough to get exactly what I wanted.
Instead of the last time I was here, where I went to the Vale Client building, we entered the Main Building, the words bold above the doors. A rush of cold air hit me in the face before disappearing as we neared the front desk.
“How can I help you today, gentlemen?” A girl Beta, her name tag proclaiming her as Karen.
“I’d like to see Alpha Vale. Alpha Harris and his lawyer, Alpha Cane.”
“Of course, Sirs. Please have a seat over there, and I’ll track him down. He’s a very busy man, so he may not be on the property today.”
“Thank you, dear.” Silas spoke blandly, not an ounce of unease in his form or tone.
I took a deep breath, trying to quell the need to steamboat this whole meeting.
I wanted my Omega. Right now.
“Calm down,” Silas hissed, taking a seat in a chair as though he was in no hurry whatsoever. “Vale is a smart man, and he’ll see us so we can get this situation taken care of.”
His eyes bounced up towards a camera that was no doubt watching, and possibly listening, to everything we said.
I took a seat stiffly, clasping my hands in my lap.
Taking a moment to calculate the room, I took note of the stack of magazines on a table that were in a perfect pile. Not page out of place. Blurry scenery art decorated the walls.
Everything was clean, so if I wanted to, I could probably see my reflection in the floor.
Thankfully, we didn’t have to wait more than ten minutes before Alpha Vale himself greeted us.
Silas stood first, introducing himself as my lawyer, and then we followed the owner of this place to a private room.
Once the door was closed, Vale behind a desk and Silas and I sitting across from the Alpha, my friend dove right into what needed to be done.
No small talk. No pleasant greetings. Just a simple statement.
“I am working on behalf of Alpha Vincent Harris. I am requesting the rights of Omega Charles to be granted to Alpha Harris today at a discounted cost due to the inconvenience of his early timed return due to a client.”
If Alpha Vale was surprised, he didn’t show it. His dark beady eyes looked over both of us before he leaned back in his chair, hands resting on his stomach like he had no worries in the world. His deep dark eyes held secrets that would die with him.
“Yes. Sorry, again, for the mix up. Theclientwas very determined to see the Omega. But I must apologize. Omega Charles isn’t available for full time purchase. His clients here will thoroughly miss him.”
“I was afraid that’s what you’d say,” Silas said, leaning forward. “But you see, Alpha Vale, nowhere onyour website or filed documents, does it say you will deny a sale or transfer of rights to an Alpha. If an Alpha is interested in an Omega, or Omegas, you must, by law of the overseeing governor, allow the process to take place.”
Alpha Vale’s look turned to a glare, his eyes hardening as he shifted upright.
“Then, to add to the situation, and no refund or replacement has been given to Alpha Harris for the duration of his paid time, I will request, kindly of course, to lower the purchase price by fifteen percent. It’s only fair.”
If one could turn to ash by a look alone, Alpha Vale would have succeeded in putting both Silas and myself into an ash pile.
