Octavia

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s h e r l o c k | chapter 04

That was not the last of Atticus Grady. Since he and Ludovic came back from that - according to him, foolish meeting with the female Alpha, he kept thinking of a way to properly approach Octavia that would be approving to her while pacing in front of his friends.

Ludovic told Onyx about everything that happened earlier. Nick listened intently to every word that Vic says and the latter seemed to notice this. He could see the way Nick would clench his jaw and fists, the way he would avert his eyes to glance at Atticus for a split second, and the way he would suck in a deep breath.

"She never acknowledged him as her mate though. She didn't even show a single sign that she knew."

Onyx seemed to be processing a thing or two in his mind before his gaze locked onto Atticus, who is still walking back and forth in front of the fireplace in his bedroom.

"Are you alright, Nick?" Vic worriedly asked his friend.

The Beta nodded, eyes still fixated on Atticus. "Yes. Just thinking."

Why? Why did she reacted like there was nothing going on between us? Like I wasn't her mate? Why didn't she feel the fucking connection?

Troubled thoughts ran through Atticus' head. He still couldn't grasp the logic in Octavia. She is a code that he cannot decipher. Yet.

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Atticus was confounded. He shook his head a bit before looking at his two really close friends. "What?"

"I said, you seemed to be deep in thought. What's up?" Asked Onyx, who was comfortably lying down on his bed.

"He is probably reminiscing the way Octavia treated him earlier." Ludovic said before bursting into laughter. Nick chuckled along with him, shaking his head.

Atticus growled for them to stop, but the two kept laughing as Vic's laughter was getting louder. He nudged Nick's arm with his elbow. "You should've seen the look on his face when they argued at some point! HAHAHA a-and that was when she threatened him and said the word 'mate.' He clearly froze!"

"Shut up. The both of you. I was actually planning of a way to-"

"What? Kidnap Octavia? Puh-lease! As if you could ever take down the queen." Nick cut him off before continuing to laugh with Vic.

'Kidnap. That sounds like a good idea.' Atticus mentally rolled his eyes as he heard the faint voice from his subconscious.

'No, it's not.' He thought to himself.

'Yes, it is. She hates you so why would she come to you willingly? If you really want her, go get her. Forcefully.'

'We don't know that. Also, that's a really terrible idea. And she'll hate me more.'

'Us. I am a part of you, idiot.' The voice retorted.

'Shut up. Just. Shut up.'

After having that weird conversation with his dark subconscious, which is partly responsible for all of his wrong doings and maniacal ways, Atticus commanded Nick and Vic to get out of his room. The two miraculously did so, all the while still laughing and making side comments; some a bit indecent.

Atticus sighed as he ran his hand down his face, a clear gesture of frustration. He kept pacing around his room that was now starting to get chilly because of the slowly dying flame in his fireplace. The temperature didn't seem to faze him as his thoughts kept running back to the dark haired she-wolf with the most intense eyes he has ever seen.