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From The Ground Up ~ Part 4

My Blurb: Sorry for the delay, this one got away from me. I had hoped to post it last week but *shrug* life. Enjoy! Taglist is always open!

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Summary: Drew’s been in the wrestling business a long time and seen his fair share of Alpha & Omega drama. He’s certain when he finds his Omega this won’t be a problem, until the scent of cherries and orchids fill his senses and Cassidy Riley strolls into his life and he realizes a real relationship has to be built from the ground up.

Pairing: Alpha Drew McIntyre x Omega OFC Cassidy Riley

Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics

Status: In Progress

Tagging: @pioched | @ashes-writing | @cherrytheeredheadmamaclaymore | @thebookwormcat

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I groaned when knocking on my door roused me from sleep. I waited a minute to see if they went away, huffing when they knocked again. Untangling myself from the sheets I stumbled to the door flinging it open without looking to see who it was. I stared at the hotel employee standing by a cart with a shocked look on his face as he took in my bare legs. Belatedly I realized I was only wearing a t- shirt that didn’t make it much past my boy shorts.

Pulling the shirt down I cleared my throat, “Can I help you?”

He stuttered before replying, “Your room service order.” He gestured to the cart covered in trays of food.

“I didn’t order room service” I replied, earning a confused look as he pulled out an order form from his pocket.

“Cassidy Riley, room 337?” He read before looking at my room number with a raised eyebrow.

“Yes, that's me, but…” I was cut off by the door across the hall opening and Drew stepping out. He looked wide awake and was already dressed in a shirt and jeans. The smile on his face gave way to a flash of desire as his eyes raked over me turning into a scowl when he saw the server. He moved quickly, nearly shoving me into the room to block me from the view of the poor server who looked terrified in the face of Drew’s hostility.

“That will be all” Drew growled before grabbing the cart, pulling it in and shutting the door to my room. I stared warily at his back as he seemed to be struggling to control himself, his hands flexing. “You should put pants on.” His voice was low and I shuddered before turning to my suitcase, pulling a pair of sweats out and retreating to the bathroom.

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I struggled to tamp down the rush of desire that had swept through me when I opened the door to my room. The sight of my mate, in just a shirt, hair rumpled had nearly been my undoing. It did nothing to quell the fantasies that had haunted me all night of her long legs wrapped around my waist while I claimed her. The rage followed next when I saw the server looking at what was mine, it had taken everything in me to not pin him against the wall. His fear was enough for now.

Cracking my neck, I surveyed Cassidy’s room. Her scent was everywhere and I breathed in deeply letting it calm me. She was neat, the only mess being the blankets and pillows sprawled across the bed. Don’t think of her in the bed Drew. I chided myself before getting to work on breakfast. I pulled the desk out from the wall and placed the armchair on one side, with the office chair on the other side before arranging the plates on the desk.

Cassidy emerged from the bathroom a moment later looking more awake. She had brushed her hair back into a ponytail and pulled on a pair of sweats. She stayed by the door but looked at the food and I faintly heard her stomach rumble at the sight. I pulled the armchair out and gestured for her to sit, “I thought we could have breakfast together but I didn’t know what you liked.” I smiled when she laughed but took the seat I offered.

“So you ordered the whole menu?” She grinned at me when I shrugged and handed her a plate. “Well you should know, I’m allergic to those.” She pointed her fork at the bowl of strawberries and I grabbed them quickly heading towards the door. Opening it I saw Pete walking down the hall and shoved the bowl in his hands. He looked at me for a second before shrugging and continuing down the hall after popping a strawberry in his mouth.

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I hid my laugh as Drew helped the older lady to her new seat. It hadn’t been much effort for him to sweet talk her into trading him seats so he could have the one beside me but now she wouldn’t stop talking about what a fine man he was and how I was so lucky to have a strong alpha looking out for me. I had definitely seen her grope his butt when he reached for her bag and she was clearly trying to go for it again. I bit my lip when he finally plopped into the seat next to me and tried to look innocent when he looked at me and rolled his eyes.

“To be fair you have a nice butt” The giggle burst out of me and he chuckled as well. I had become more comfortable with him during breakfast and our conversations flowed without too many awkward pauses. I was beginning to think maybe the other night had been a fluke and he wasn’t going to be a caveman.

“I’m glad you think so.” His eyes searched mine and the giggle died at the intensity of what I saw. I found myself leaning towards it when the stewardess began her safety briefing with a loud announcement and I jumped back.

“So what do you usually do on plane rides?” I asked softly when the stewardess finished.

“Sleep,” Drew admitted with a grin. “I’m a great napper. What about you?”

I laughed at his response. “I don’t usually sleep, I get too nervous something might happen. I mostly read. I always keep a couple books handy.” I held up my bag. “Plus I can use it for defense if an Alpha gets handsy.” I raised my eyebrow at him and he put his hands up.

“No one will touch you without permission if I'm here. Not even me.” he added gravely and I nodded, believing him completely. “What do you like to read?” He asked after a moment.

Shit! “Oh…um.” My brain scrambled to think of a response that was anything but what the contents of my current books were. “Just you know…books.” I motioned with my hand as I felt the heat rising in my face.

He looked at me curiously before quickly reaching into my bag and snagging one of the books. I was nowhere near fast enough to stop him so I covered my face with my hands instead. His breath hitched beside me but he didn’t say anything and I peeked from between my fingers to see the look on his face as he studied the cover before flipping it over to read the back.

I paused, I may as well tell him, it was out there now. “I like to read historical romances…preferably the ones set in Scotland.” I lowered my hands and glanced at him nervously. He was still studying my well worn copy of Highland Wolf by Hannah Howell.

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I stared at the book I had snagged from Cassidy’s bag, hope blooming in my chest as I took it in. She was embarrassed beside me, I didn’t need our bond to know that. The misery in her tone and the blush that crept up her chest and face gave it away. She snatched the book away when I turned towards her, stuffing it quickly back in her bag.

“The irony is not lost on me.” She muttered, crossing her arms. “Hannah Howell is my favorite, she specializes in medieval Scotland.”

“I feel very qualified to be your Alpha all of a sudden,” I grinned, making a mental note to get her opinion on my ring gear from now on.

She groaned before shoving my arm. “Can we talk about something else? Anything!”

“Aye, fine.” I laughed at her glare when I turned my accent up a notch, noticing how it made her cross her legs tightly. “How did you end up in WWE?”

She relaxed at the question, “I moved to Florida hoping to be a news anchor. I was on at like 4:00 in the morning on a tiny station for awhile, which as you saw, I am not a morning person, didn’t end up working out. I hopped around to a few different things, waitress, secretary until I met Kayla. We hit it off right away, she introduced me to Byron and they convinced me to apply as a backstage interviewer.” She shrugged, staring out the window. “I was comfortable doing that and I love to travel so when they offered I accepted. I haven’t looked back since.”

The rest of the flight continued in a similar fashion. I learned she was a few years younger than me, born in July. She was surprised that I had a degree in Criminology but nodded approvingly when I told her it was because my parents wanted me to have a back up. She told me about her family; her parents were true mates and she had one older brother who was an Alpha but hadn’t found his mate yet. A wistful look appeared on her face when she told me about how her parents had always encouraged them to wait for their true mates before settling down. She blushed when she realized what she said, looking down at her lap.

I grab her hand and press a soft kiss to her wrist, enjoying the small gasp that escapes her. “My parents were true mates as well, if it wasn’t for me and my sister, my dad wouldn’t have made it after mom passed.” I breathed in Cassidy’s scent, letting it combat the pain that always came with talking about my mom. “She would be thrilled that I found you after all this time.”

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An ache in my stomach started the second we made it to my gate in Atlanta. Different than the pain in my head when we are apart, this one settles in at the mere thought of us being separated. The next show is in three days and didn’t allow us enough time for us to both travel to both our homes to restock so we decided we would have to split in Atlanta. After that it would be a couple weeks of full time shows and travel leading up to SummerSlam. We had made plans to facetime tonight a few hours after we both landed. Him in Tennessee and me in Florida. It would have to work for now, he was willing to wait until I was ready and while my opinion was far better then it had been the first night, I was still wary.

My flight left first and we had made it to my gate just as the first call was made to start loading. Drew pulled our suitcases to a stop before grabbing my arm and gently turning me towards him. “I need to ask you a favor.”

“What’s wrong?” I asked, he was looking around anxiously like we were about to be attacked.

“Can I scent you? I know it’s only a couple of days, but it goes against every one of my instincts to let you get on that plane without me. I have waited too long to find you.” His words are a plea and my heart softens at the look in his eyes. He’s respecting my boundaries by not going full caveman but he’s still an Alpha.

I step closer to him, wrapping my arms around his waist and pressing my face to his chest inhaling his scent. He stiffens for a moment before wrapping his arms around me and squeezing me tighter. I’ve always been tall and somewhat gangly for an Omega who are usually shorter with softer edges but Drew fits against me perfectly and Kiya’s words flash through my brain. Made just for you, right in front of your face.

The second call for my flight rings out and I smile up at him as we pull apart. “Looks like you’d better hurry.” Drew grins before gently rubbing the inside of wrists against his neck and a shiver runs through me when he places a lingering kiss on the mating gland on my neck.

He smirks when he sees the glazed look in my eyes as he pulls away, quickly unzipping his hoodie and wrapping it around me. “Just in case, be safe.”

I smile at him before leaning up and pressing a kiss to his cheek. “You too, I’ll talk to you tonight.” I feel his gaze on me as I hand over my ticket and head across the bridge. I give him one last glance as I turn the corner, the ache in my head already starting to grow.

The ache grows as the plane gets further from Drew and I can almost pinpoint the moment his plane takes off in the opposite direction halfway through my flight. I bury my nose in his hoodie and breathe deeply letting his scent comfort the ache some but it doesn’t last. Even trying to read is useless, the characters all appear as Drew in my head and during a spicy scene I realize an Alpha a couple rows away is eyeing me.

By the time I arrive back at my apartment I'm exhausted from the travel. I quickly text Drew that I am home before unpacking my luggage and starting some laundry. I sigh in relief when I find a full bottle of wine and quickly grab a glass and my laptop, setting up camp in my living room until it’s time to Facetime Drew.

Flipping through Netflix doesn’t help me relax so I settle for calling my mom instead. As expected, she is thrilled when I fill her in about finding Drew and over an hour later I have to remind her that he will be calling soon and I have to go.

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