Killian didn't see Luther flinch at his remark, but he gambled his chances. He closed the distance between them and released his pheromones. The future of his company was at stake and he needed to do anything he could to secure it.
-It would improve the quality of life of the omegas like you. Don't you want a normal life? To be able to touch, to kiss, to fall in love?
-If that means making every flower down the street as defenseless as a weed, I'd rather be lonely for the rest of my life.
The door barged in with security. Luther pointed his finger toward the alpha. Killian looked at him full of awe.
-You're gonna regret this, Luther.
-Someone open a goddamned window! It smells like trash in here!
Killian chuckled humorlessly at his remark about his pheromones. He shook his head in disapproval as he was escorted out.
Luther remained standing silently in his drenched-in pheromones office. He inhaled the smell deeply, holding it for just a moment deep in his lungs before letting it out. The scent resembled a forest after a summer rain. He found it annoyingly comforting despite its jerk owner.
He let his head fall backward as he released his own pheromones. His poisoning scent filled the room, battling for dominance with the alpha's. The atmosphere became borderline sensual, Luther's head fogging with drowsiness and, for the first time in his life, lust.
Thomas was pacing the floor of the entry building. His scheduled meeting with Luther was delayed. The heaviness of his steps was betraying his anxiety. He agreed to let Killian enter the omega's office first upon getting a deal with Akna Pharmaceutics. His law firm took a big hit last year and they could really use some good publicity.
Not even 15 minutes later, Thomas saw Killian getting escorted outside by the security staff.
-Oh, the press is gonna have a field day with this one, said Thomas making his way to Luther's office.
-Someone will end up in the ER if you keep this up, buddy! said Thomas between coughs.
Luther was startled by the sudden interruption. His eyes were unfocused, his breathing heavy when they met Thomas's. It took a few seconds for the omega to stop the fluidity of his scent from keep leaking.
-Why don't you throw in your own while we're at it, Tommy?
-What happened here, Luther?
-I almost poke the only fucker who can stand my pheromones eyeballs out.
-Killian can resist your pheromones?
-Tom, why did you send him in your place? Did you know? About the new drug?
-I didn't.
Luther eyed Thomas down. It was clear that the man was lying. He didn't ask any questions, he just stood there still briefly coughing without a trace of regret or shame.
They were friends in college. Thomas was actually Luther's first adult love. The only reason they broke up was because of Luther's pheromones. They were always perfect for each other, but seems like fate didn't agree with him. No matter the feelings, Thomas could never be a proper mate for Luther.
But now, the man who he once loved stood in front of him, lying shamelessly about his involvement in what was about to be the downfall of any social respect and safety for omegas.
-Thomas, get out. We'll meet eventually to catch up on business. You know, you could have done anything, but lie to me. Last time you did that, you almost died and yet you learned nothing. I'm done with the alphas today. Find your way out so I don't need to call security myself.
Killian tried to calm down the hideous migraine he had since he was thrown out by the secluded office of the Parliament.
Since the humiliation he faced, he was slammed by the phones of the investors, the company representative and, most annoyingly, his own family. It was more than some nagging and lecture.
The company was on the verge of losing its influence. More than 100 new businesses a year would appear to nibble at the success of Akna Pharmaceutics with more "thriving gardening gears and medicine", even if they were unstable and dangerous. It was hard to stay tall as his company was with predators trying to stir any public scandal.
The new drug was a great thing. For the company, for the country, for Luther. Yet the bastard not only stood in front of him with a stoic almost criminal attitude, he subjected Killian to humiliation. He threw him out like a beggar. Worst, like a goddamned criminal.
-Fucking hell, Killian swore.
He was holding his head in his hands trying to stop hearing his heartbeat ringing into his ear drums. It was pointless. There was only one solution for this- picking up a flower.
But something was weird with the alpha ever since the night he encountered Luther. Ever since he inhaled his poisonous pheromones. He couldn't sense other omegas. Yes, there was a faint smell, but it was barely there.
Luther's scent though? Still stacked in his lungs, making it hard to breathe or think of anything else but its owner. Why wouldn't he want the new medication? His argument didn't make sense. It was just pointless rambling about how alphas are trashy predators who thought only with their dick. Killian should have felt rather offended by that statement. They are not animals. They also have morals and are punishable by law so why transform them into villains and deny the more "poisonous flowers" the chance to defy nature and choose their love?
-Baby brother, how are you? Still rejected and thrown out?
-Clara, I'm really not in the mood.
-Auntie said she was disappointed. She said the whole project should have been presented by a woman or a fellow omega.But since you bragged about meeting Luther on a date earlier, she had faith in you.
-Well, we are all disappointed, aren't we?
-You should think about this from a different perspective, baby brother. Can't believe I still need to teach you at your big boy age.
-I tried to woo him, I tried to bribe him, I tried to explain to him, I tried to "water him down" with my pheromones. I even said please. What more could have I done?
-Make him a subject. Prove him your point as he feels himself. After all, isn't he part of the market we're doing the drug for? Plus, we are running out of time. We need that branch to go legal before the new governmental party gets the power. If Sanchez gets it, we are done for and you know it.
-So all I need to do is feed and fuck? Finally, it's business as usual, chuckled Killian.