VegasPete (fanfic) ABOverse

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Kinn's POV

"Why..." My curiosity was interrupted by my lover's voice.

"What the hell are you doing!" I stepped back from Pete, who was half-naked and had turned his back as I instructed. When he heard Porsche's voice, he turned around, his face filled with fear.

Was Pete afraid of me?

"You! I can't believe you'd even go after Pete, you bastard!"

"Wait, I was just curious," I said, quickly walking towards Porsche, who looked ready to punch me.

"Curious about what! Standing that close, you might as well claim him as your Omega! I can't believe you, Kinn. I have no words for you, let go of me, you bastard!" He cursed at me while trying to shake off my grip and walk away. But I was done arguing and left things hanging. I pulled him into the sauna room to talk.

"What Omega? I only have you, Porsche. I've never thought of any other bodyguard that way."

It took a lot of effort to pull him inside. Pete, seeing us, quickly excused himself and left the room.

"What Omega? Are you saying you didn't know Pete is an Omega? Then what were you doing to him just now, huh?"

"Pete is an Omega? Shit, I really didn't know, Porsche."

"If you didn't know, then what were you doing to him? You told him to turn around, didn't you? What were you going to do next!"

"Nothing, Porsche. Listen to me. I did tell him to turn around because I was curious why I smelled Alpha on him! I didn't think of anything else." I finally managed to lock Porsche into my lap.

In this position, he wouldn't dare to struggle much. I knew that.

"What Alpha scent? He's an Omega. He's been using beta scets all this time. I even took him to get an implant today. Are you saying you didn't know?"

"I really didn't know. You have to believe me, Porsche. Today was the first time I smelled Omega on him, but what puzzled me was the Alpha scent. You know that as an Alpha, I can't ignore the scent of another Alpha in my territory."

Porsche stopped struggling, but his face was still sullen.

"Maybe it's the perfume he bought today."

"No, I'm sure it was an Alpha scent. But why would he still smell like an Omega if he got the implant?" By now, Porsche had removed my hands from around his waist and sat next to me instead.

"He didn't get the implant. Pete said the doctor didn't allow it, scheduled it for next month instead. Said his body is still weak, not enough rest or something."

"That's strange."

"What's strange?"

"Don't you know that there's only one reason why an implant can't be done? It's just a hormone implant, usually used continuously without side effects. There's only one condition under which it's prohibited."

"Which is?" I stared at Porsche. Wait, you're an Omega, Porsche.

Never mind.