An Omega, me?

Chapter 40: Homesick

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Mitch POV 

The rest of the car ride was fairly quiet. Candice fell asleep and I talked to Alex for a little while. It turns out we have a lot in common than I thought. Be both like cartoons and comics and love the same flavor of ice cream. 

At the end of the day we arrived at Dallas. Everyone cheered and thanked Beau for the ride. He had already booked us a few room in a hotel to spend the night, and included me. I was surprised he thought of me but was very thankful that I had a warm bed for the night.

I'd feared that I would have to sleep on the streets or a homeless center or something like that. 

When we arrived at the hotel I noticed that Beau had booked 4 rooms. Each one had two beds.

Alex and Lindsey had obviously a room, Mark and Candice too since they were mates.

That would leave Beau, Matt and me to sleep in the other rooms.

But who would I be sleeping with?

With Matt, the grumpy, lightly scaring Alpha.

Or with Beau, the kind Beta who helped me but also gave me strange feelings what makes me uncomfortable.

"Matt, you're sleeping with me." Beau said, nodding to me with a wink and effectively shutting down my train of thoughts.

Oh. That solves the problem I guess. I shrugged and smiled a little to Beau to show him I appreciate the gesture.

He smiles back and motions for everyone to follow him inside. We all got our keys and went to the correct floor to go to our rooms.

"Breakfast is at eight tomorrow morning. Have a good night people." Beau said before we all went into our different rooms. 

We all nodded and said our goodbyes.

When I go inside my room and shut the door close I slide down on the floor.

A wave of sadness and longing goes through me. Suddenly I feel homesick. For Scott.

Is he lonely too? I miss him...

And if I'm being honest, I already forgave him for treating me so badly. Is he even looking for me? For all I know he could be moving on with his life and forgetting about me. I even asked him to stop looking for me.

Why did I think running away would solve anything? It only made both of us miserable.

I sigh. I get up undress myself and after a quick stop in the bathroom I go lie in bed.

Scott, please come find me.

Scott POV

When I arrived at home I was exhausted and fell asleep immediately.

The next day I woke up and saw that I had a missed call from Betty.

I shook the drowsiness off of me and called her back.

"This is officer Who, hello?"

"Hey Betty, it's Scott. You called?" I said nervously.

"Oh hi Scott. Yes. I looked through the data you send me and I found him. I found Mitch, Scott."

"Wait. Really?!" I practically cried from happiness and relief. "Where is he?" I asked her, already putting on some clothes to come get him.

"He is in Dalllas. I've send you an email with the complete dossier of his case."

"Thank you so much Betty, you have no idea how much this meant to me. I owe you." I ended the call and speed dialed Kevin.

"Kevin! Betty found Mitch! He is in Dallas right now. Let my crew ready my plane, now." I hung up and hurried downstairs.

"Kevin! Lets go!" I let one of my drivers get us a car and just as I got in Kevin came running down the staircase of the entrance.

And as soon as he got in to the car my driver sped off.

"Did you called the crew?" I asked Kevin as we drove to the airport

"Yes sir. The plane is getting fuelled as we speak." He looks very happy. "I am very glad that we found him. I only hope that he will come with us once we found him." He says a little worried.

"It will be fine. I'm sure that he'll come around." I say confident. But inside I am scared.

Scared that he already moved on and doesn't want me anymore. I would not even blame him, I would too if I were in his place.

I shake the negative feelings away and look outside of the window.

At the airport we go through a private entrance and we get driven to my plane.

As we get out a steward grab our suitcases and brings them into the plane.

I order my driver to go back to the mansion and to watch over until we get back.

Then we get into the plane and take off.

"Kevin, where is my laptop? I need it. Betty send me a file over Mitch his case. I want to read it while we are flying to Dallas." I ask my Beta.

"Here sir." He hands me a laptop and grabs one for himself too.

I open the email from Betty and open the file.

It turns out that Mitch has gone with a travelling pack called Home Free. I scoff. Kind of stupid, they don't have a home and they let it seem as if they enjoy it!

Anyways, their leader is Beau Sloane, Beta. 22 years old. It seems that he left his pack to see more of the world.

The two mated couples join him a few months later. No suspicious backgrounds there..

Then I see the name Matt Sallee. Alpha, 24 years old. And my my. What a dark history has this man. There was a war with a rival pack two years ago who killed his mate. Then he went on a killing spree to find and kill all of the persons who had something to do with the death of his mate. 

He found out that a few members of his own pack were involved too. And when he threatened to kill them aswell, the Alpha of his pack kicked him out because he didn't believe him.

He has gone rogue after that until he met The Home Free pack. He is their bodyguard.

I stare out of the window. What a sad story. Poor thing, and only 24..

But he is around my Mitch and I cannot allow that. The file says that he is angry and unpredictable. Not a safe environment for my baby.

Further in the file it mentiones a blue van. 

I recognize this van! I saw it drove by me in Phoenix! Does that mean that Mitchy was in THAT van?! So close by me?!

Shit! I whish for the hundreth time that I would have been there just a few minutes earlier so that I would run in to him instead of just missing him...

It is a three hour flight from Los Angeles to Dallas. I really hope Mitchy is still in town by then.

Hold on baby, I'm on my way!