9. Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine

Jack

W ell, that was weird, and I don't quite know what to do with it. Finding someone attractive doesn't have to mean anything. It's not like I walk around the city with my eyes closed now that I'm happily mated. I can admit when someone's looking good. It doesn't mean I want something from them.

My mates mean everything to me. I would never ruin that over a passing fancy.

I've never once been tempted to stray.

Not for one single moment in time.

So, why can't you forget about the cute blonde from the store?

It's not like we even really talked. I just felt something when I looked at her.

I can't explain what that something was, exactly.

If I was an Omega, it would probably just mean I picked up on something she was feeling, but I'm not, and I'm not sure I believe the conspiracy theory that there are more designations than society allows us to think there are.

Arrow is convinced I'm a Delta, which is apparently part Alpha, part Beta.

My instincts can be good, I'll admit, but I don't see how that makes me part Alpha.

I don't have any Alpha blood in my family tree, and it's been traced back pretty far.

I think my Omega mate just enjoys flattering me, which is as fun for me as it is for him, so I'm never going to tell him to stop.

Thinking about him makes me want to head back to the restaurant, but as close as I was to heading back there before I crossed paths with that blonde, I don't think it's a smart idea now.

Even if I was done handing out flyers for the morning.

My bag might almost be empty, but I can swing by the copy centre and get more flyers printed if I head back into the city's centre.

Maybe by the time I've got the copies made, that strange little encounter will be off my mind.

I don't want to go back home while she's lingering in my thoughts.

Arrow's much too perceptive. He'll know something's up, and I won't know what to tell him.

I don't have the words to explain how I'm feeling.

I've always known I was bi, so I know it's not down to some sudden realization that I'm also into women. If there's anything I can compare it to, it's how I felt when I met Arrow.

Which seems kind of fucked up.

Arrow's my true mate.

That bond, that connection, we both felt was special.

It meant something. It brought us together.

We both knew what it meant.

This … I don't know what it means, and I don't like that.

I guess it's possible she's an Omega, and I could sense that from her, somehow.

That doesn't feel right, but it's the only answer I can think up that makes any kind of sense.

I make my way to the copy place, keeping my eyes open on the way there.

If I happen to bump into her again while I'm out here, I'll see if I can find out who she is.

The sooner I can get her out of my mind the better.

I know the only way to do that is to find out more.

Whoever she is, and whatever that means for my pack, I need to know.