Secrets from the omega •Mew/Gulf•

Chapter 3 Then their eyes meet

"Boss, I'm back." Kaownah said as he walked into Mew's study, the little dog waggled inside after him and sat himself before the said boss. Mew looked up, his eyes stern and his gaze fixed on his 2nd in command.

"Good, let's go. They found the man who has tried to meddle with our business. Let's hear him out." Mew said with a dark look and a smirk on his face. As he stood up and buttoned his suit jacket, he almost moaned. That smell. Where did it come from? It was a sweet mix between cinnamon and apple and his Alpha inside perked up and became restless. He looked around and sniffed. He couldn't place it and didn't know where it came from.

"Do you smell that?" he asks.

"What smell. I don't smell anything." Kaownah said and looked at his confused boss. He had never seen him act like this. Ever.

They had moved here with the gang over 6 months ago and this was the first time he saw the boss out of character. His usual demeanor cracked and a soft smile could be seen decorating his handsome face. What was happening. He blinked and tried to figure out what Mew was smelling that had him looking this way.

"Never mind, let go or I'll lose my will to torture that man."

"Right behind you sir." Kaownah said and walked after the boss once he had passed him out of his study. Mew pulled on his coat as Kaownah opened the door to let Mew out and let him to the sleek shiny SUV and opened the door to let him in. As he closed the door he walked swiftly to the driver's side and started the car and drove off.

They were heading to one of the abandoned warehouses at the back of the little town. As they drove, Mew couldn't stop thinking about that amazing smell. He had never been that caught off-guard and it made him feel things he had never felt. Was this his mate's smell? He had never believed in something like fated pairs and he thought people were just exaggerating with the stories and how you would know by smell that someone was your mate. Now he was questioning those "made up stories. This smell was one of a kind and he had never smelled anything like this before. Was this his mate's smell? And where did it come from? His alpha was very happy with the smell and he wanted to know who that smell belonged to.

He definitely knew no one of his subordinates was his mate because he knew them all and had never smelled this on them. The smell had been inside his study once Kaownah had walked in with Chopper. Maybe they had met someone? He would ask later. His- mind was pondering away when they arrived and Kaownah opened the door. Mew was a little startled but masked his face quickly and got out of the car and buttoned his suit jacket back up. Now it was time to do some business. Someone had been trying to take over some of his businesses. He had to find out who it was soon.

They walked into the dark and musky room and in the middle, there was seated a trembling beta, leaning forward, sitting on a chair, his head bent down. His body was shivering from the cold as he was soaked.

"So, this is the one we've been looking for?" Mew said with a sadistic laugh as the man flinched and tried to break free, but his hands were tied behind his back to the chair.

Mew laughed. "Sorry, can't do, first..." Mew said in a stern voice and walked slowly over to the man in the middle of the room. He had taken his coat and suit jacket off and was now rolling up the sleeves of his crisp white blouse. Before he finished his sentence, he kicked the man's legs. "What were you trying?

The man was silent.

Okay, maybe the man would need a little encouragement, Mew thought. He signalled Kaownah for his knife. When Kaownah brought it over he watched the man tremble under his gaze as the man watched the sharp nice in his hands. He swirled it around in his hand a few times before Mew stopped his movements and leaned into the man. The sharp blade of the knife scraped against the man's cheek.