Hate to Love It

Chapter 6: Just Fairytale Shit

Chapter Six

Mates.

Only one out of 1,000 pairs find their true mates. An Alpha and an Omega who are wholly compatible, physically and emotionally, and so, so rare that it was called a myth among the public.

Once they consummate their bond through intercourse, "destined" mates should always be around each other or risk getting sick.

So no one can blame Alec from rolling his eyes at an overexcited Izzy as she narrated her preposterous theory while he remained strapped on a hospital bed after a particularly chaotic wave of his rut.

"For someone who's in science, Iz, your head is surely full of this fairytale shit," he scoffed.

Izzy had the gall to look insulted before slapping his strained shoulder. Alec shuddered in pain. Damn, Izzy.

Planting her feet on the ground, the young doctor placed her hands on her hips, preparing to argue. "Alec! It's not a fairytale. We actually had journals about destined mates at med school," she screeched.

"Oh yeah? How many destined pairs,"Alec rolled his eyes again to that made Izzy's hackles rise,"were scientifically studied in those journals then? Tell me."

She visibly deflated and began to play with the straps on Alec's wrists. "I hate these damned things."

Alec sighed. "You haven't answered my question, Iz."

"Fine. It was only one pair, okay? Judging from the conclusion, destined mates appear only every 400 years or something."

"Exactly. That's a very bleak probability. I know you want to help me, I appreciate it, I really do. But we have to be realistic here."

"I hate how you sound so reasonable everytime."

"I love you,too."

"How many days has it been?"

"Four but it feels like forever. I can't wait to get off these things and do my paperworks. I bet documents are stacked so high I will not see the person in front of me at the table,"

"Ever the workaholic. Magnus' friend, Catarina, kindly assisted me with his samples. Five more hours and I hope we'll be able to rid you of this."

Magnus. As a mate? He didn't even see him properly yet under normal circumstances. His memories of the night at the club were blurry at its best.

Thinking back about it, without the haze of the rut hampering his senses, Alec could clearly remember the soft lines of Magnus' face, the way his eyelids sparkled, and his parted lips beckoning him invitingly just a little second to the smell he was emitting from his scent glands.

Only the Omega's smell stayed clear. Flowers. Lavender and roses and sandalwood.

"Iz, if this medicine works... not taking into consideration what I was saying earlier about probabilities. What's the possibility of him being my so-called, destined pair?"

"It's a very strong possibility. We've tried your specimen with other Omegas, particularly the Dominant ones and it just doesn't work."