From Alpha to Omega

by Cilla B Anthony

  He would love to say that he had some fence mending to do but the truth of the matter was that he didn’t know what his position in the company was. He was subhuman now and had no rights, everything that he owned was now Cade’s and he would have to sit at a table and listen to them decide what was best for him and what to do with his part of the company.

  Wow what a difference a few days made. Was it really only Friday that he was saying that Omegas were loved and cosseted? Not even a week in and he could see how horribly Omegas were treated.

  He was scared and knew that he should tell Cade what he wanted, how he wanted to handle the situation, but his fucking Alpha pride wouldn’t let him open his mouth.

  It didn’t take long to reach the conference room and once there, he couldn’t make himself open the door. One turn of the knob and everyone would know, and he couldn’t pretend. All his earlier bravado lay in a pool at his feet at the thought of facing the people on the other side of that door.

  “They’re your friends, Brogan,” Cade attempted to reassure him, “they love you, so you have nothing to worry about.”

  Before Brogan could respond, Cade reached around him and opened the door, and with his hands in his pockets, Brogan stepped inside the room.

  The noisy room fell silent when Brogan and Cade entered. The first person he saw was Liam who was sporting a beauty of a black eye and Brogan gave him a small smile of apology. Even though he felt sorry for what he did, there was pride in seeing physical proof of his manhood, that he was once Alpha. It was a very Alpha like thing to do and most likely the last Alpha-like thing Brogan did. His own face was proof of that.

  “Brogan why the hell are you bringing a stranger to our meeting,” Tate asked “if he’s not a client, which I know he isn’t because you haven’t called in and bragged about it - so what the fuck dude? You’re not bringing in a one-night stand to show off, are you?”

  “Tate when have I ever done something like that?” Brogan asked suddenly very aware of Cade’s eyes on him, so he quickly made the introduction. “This is my mate, Cade.”

  As expected with an announcement that big, the four men sitting around the large table jumped up at once and congratulated him.

  “He’s pretty,” Brody said giving an appreciative whistle as he sized up Cade. “when you change your mind, you do it in spectacular fashion.”

  “You know our Brogan,” Christian chimed in, “he never does anything half-assed.”

  He’s thankful that Cade was letting him handle this situation, but he knows that if their positions were reversed, he would have made sure that no one mistook him for an Omega, but it seemed that unlike Brogan, Cade was not an asshole. If he had to be Omega, Cade seemed to be the perfect Alpha for him

  Everyone was congratulating him except Liam and Benji, but then he really wouldn’t expect them too after all the shit that he’s put them through over the years. While the congratulations were flying, Liam remained in his chair with Benji at his side and observed. When Liam looked at Brogan with that evil little grin Brogan realized that he saw what the others didn’t.

  Liam who was famous for his observational skills was about to let the cat out of the bag and mock Brogan for the biggest kick in the ass from karma known to man.

  “That’s not possible,” Liam told the room, “look at Cade’s hand. There is no Omega mark there, and we know that two Alphas can’t… holy fuck Brogan are you an Omega?”

  For the first time in his life, Brogan couldn’t find the words to speak. He only needed one word, yes, but it was lodged in his throat and wouldn’t come out.

  Brody who was standing the closest to Brogan, reached over to pull Brogan’s hand from his pocket but immediately dropped it because Cade was there snarling in his face, “Don’t you fucking touch him!”

  “Oh, the little tiger has claws,” Tate laughed before coldly stating, “but then it probably didn’t take much to tame a little pussy.”

  Benji and Liam deserved every snarky and cheap comment they could throw at him, Tate was the one he thought would be on his side and yet here he was giving Brogan hell.

  “I thought that you all were supposed to be his friends, but this doesn’t look like friendship to me,” Cade sneered as he stepped in front of Brogan.

  Brogan wasn’t so sure that Cade could take all the men if they decided to attack, but he knew that his Alpha would go down fighting, and he smiled at the thought, and then something else occurred to him; when did he begin thinking of Cade as his Alpha?

  He may be a fucking Omega, but he wasn’t weak, he still had the same body he’d had before, now thanks to Cade he had a few extra parts so he was sure that he could hold his own against them if needed.

  “Brogan was our friend,” Liam said. “but somewhere along the way he became this person we didn’t recognize. Now we’re not sure if we keep him around because of the business or the hope that he would come around.”

  “Yeah,” Christian seconded, “But when Benji presented as an Omega, he suddenly couldn’t deal and began to treat Benji as a second-class citizen.”

  “You know, we could have handled him becoming an Omega,” Brody said, “but just look at him. Even now he thinks he’s better than us.”

  Brogan wanted to deny Brody’s claim, but even as an Omega he knew more shit than all of them combined, but he’s never lorded that over them. And he hoped to God that they didn’t put him in the same category as that wimpy little Benji.

  It was bad enough that he was going to have to hold Cade’s hand through this process, without being compared to Benji’s simpering complaints. Benji was born to be Omega, Brogan was not, he was born Alpha and that fact alone made him better.

  “Gee guys, tell me how you really feel,” Brogan snarked as he stepped from behind Cade, “you had to wait until I was an Omega before you said anything?”

  “According to you, you were Omega anyway,” Tate retorted. “Remember what you said about those guys featured on the news show, they must have been leaning towards Omega. Perhaps some of that weakness showed because while you were getting fucked into submission, we put the final touches on paperwork to buyout your part of the company!”

  That news certainly took him by surprise. While had he not been turned, he wouldn’t have accepted a buyout at any price, but now his only hope was to make sure that he’d be getting what his part’s worth because there was no way he could face them every day.

  Pushing past Tate, Brogan plopped down in one of the chairs he’d helped pick out and said, “Okay then let’s get down to brass tacks a see what the offer is.”

  “Liam laughed and turned towards his mate, “Benji can you please escort Brogan to the waiting room please.”

  “I’m not going to be relegated to a fucking waiting room while you bastards decide my fate...”

  “Enough Brogan!” Cade pounded a fist on the table, “You can’t be a part of this decision, you’re Omega now, you have no legal recourse. Everything that you own is mine, so go join Benji and let us Alphas hash this out.”

  He was fucked. He could argue all he wanted but he still would not be able to legally discuss the sale of his portion of the company that he helped create.

  For a moment he’d forgotten that Cade was his Alpha - owner now and that meant everything he owned was Cade’s as well. He’d been so ready to argue over the price since his friends were eager to kick him out. Now he had no say. Perhaps he could give Cade a quick financial overview so that he wouldn’t take whatever paltry sum they were offering.

  “Brogan, I’m waiting,” Benji said with a smirk on his face.

  “Cade my I speak with you for a moment. Please.”

  Without waiting for an answer, Brogan turned and walked out of the conference hoping that Cade would follow.

  The snick signaling that the door was closed was barely heard before Brogan had turned around telling Cade what his part of the company was worth.

  “You have to listen to me Cade!” he demanded when Cade’s atte
ntion seemed to be on the closed door instead of what he was telling him.

  “No, I don’t Brogan,” Cade said. “I’m not stupid enough to sign anything without reading it, so you go sit with Benji and I’ll handle the meeting.”

  “Yeah, Brogan, come sit with me,” Benji mocked as Cade walked back into the conference room.

  “You’re fucking enjoying this aren’t you?” Brogan bit out.

  “Did you think that I wouldn’t? I mean after all the shit that you’ve given me since I presented, this is just fucking perfect. The only thing I regret is that they’re buying your share and I won’t get to rub it in your face every fucking day that you’re an Omega now.”

  “Well thank God for that,” Brogan retorted.

  After Cade re-entered the conference room leaving the two of them alone, Benji kept attempting to engage him, but Brogan was too on edge to trade shots with the other man. He wanted Cade to walk out of the door, hopefully with a good enough offer to accept so that Brogan could close his back on this part of his life with ease.

  When Cade finally walked out of the office, Liam, Christian, Brody and even goddamned Tate were patting him on the back as though he was a long-lost buddy, and Cade was smiling as though he had won the lottery.

  Oh, wait, Brogan thought, he did when he fucked me over.

  “I’ll see you guys on Monday when I have a chance to look over everything,” Cade smiled back at the traitors Brogan once called friends.

  “Cade?” Brogan asked apprehensively.

  “We’ll talk later,” Cade said as he walked past Brogan clutching a portfolio with the company’s name embossed on the front.

  When they got into the car, Brogan bristled when he realized that he’d automatically got into the passenger seat and Cade in the drivers. It was so natural that it wasn’t until he was buckling his seatbelt that Brogan realized what he’d done.

  He submitted to Cade.

  The action told him that if he wanted to hold on to who he was then he would have to be diligent about his past deeds. The estrogen that was taking over his body was taking over his brain as well. The only time he shouldn’t be in control was when he was in heat and then all bets were off.

  Brogan let that fuel his anger on the drive home because he was going to need that fire to make sure that Cade made the best deal. The great thing was that because he had an Alpha, his share didn’t decrease in value as it would have had he been an Omega on his own.

  After a tension filled ride home, Brogan was out of the car before Cade could bring it to a full stop, Brogan was at the front door fuming because his dramatic exit was ruined because he had to wait for Cade to unlock the front door.

  When Cade finally made it to the front door, Brogan was tapping his foot in anger as he silently watched Cade fumble for the correct key to unlock the door. It would have been easier for Brogan to point out the correct key, but the fact that Cade had his keys at all kept him silent.

  He would have waited on the porch until midnight if he had to before he helped the Alpha. Sure, he would have been affected as well, but hey wasn’t that what being a bitch about?

  After what seemed like forever, Brogan heard the lock turn and once the door was opened, Brogan brushed past Cade and walked inside and sat down. When he saw the look on Cade’s pretty-he’s-should-be-an-Omega-and-not-me face, Brogan smiled at his own pettiness.

  The joy didn’t last long because it seemed that Cade could be petty as well, because instead of telling Brogan about the offer, Cade threw the folder on the end table across from Brogan, Cade stared at Brogan as though daring the Omega to say something before he turned and walked into the kitchen

  Still fuming, Brogan waited until he heard the refrigerator open before gave in to his curiosity and moved to pick up the folder. He knew what his share was worth, but the paper inside didn’t yield the amount he’d been hoping for. In fact it wasn’t an offer at all, instead of the lowball offer he’d expected, he found the latest project that he’d just began brainstorming with Tate.

  Despite his resolve not to talk to Cade, Brogan couldn’t wait to give the big strong and apparently stupid Alpha an earful. When Cade's short legs stopped in front of the coffee table and deposited a cold beer for Brogan, Brogan gave him an earful.

  “You’re supposed to be my all-knowing Alpha and you walked out of that meeting with the wrong fucking folder,” Brogan sneered.

  As if to infuriate him further, instead of answering, Cade put the bottle to his lips and took a long pull from the bottle of the beer before he answered Brogan.

  “I didn’t get the wrong folder,” Cade shrugged his shoulders and gave Brogan an insincere smile “I just refused the money and took your position instead.”

  Brogan had begun to stand up but fell back down when Cade delivered the news. “You didn’t take the money?”

  Brogan asked hoping that he’d misunderstood what Cade had just said. “What do you mean you didn’t take the money. It would have been enough that you never would have had to work again, or you could have started something on your own.”

  “That’s right,” Cade smiled and shattered his hopes. “Why would I want to start something new when I can be a part of a fast-growing company?”

  “Haven’t you humiliated me enough?” Brogan asked almost hysterically before standing up and crowding into Cade’s space. He thought that if he stood up his full 6’4” then he could frighten Cade, but between the hysteria and the crack in his voice, he could tell that Cade wasn’t intimidated at all.

  If he thought about it the little shit hadn’t been worried the night Brogan took him to the hotel and he had no idea what was supposed to happen, then he had no reason to be afraid of Brogan now that he was Omega.

  “You’ve taken everything from me including my goddamned knot and now you’re going to subject me to seeing those bastards when you have to schmooze a client? Do you think that you’re going to use me to get ahead, while I stay at home like a simpering little bitch? Am I to stand around while they all mock me?”

  “You, you, you! That’s your problem, because all you think about is Brogan,” Cade snapped. “Another thing is you think that you’re better than those friends who care enough for you to put up with the bullshit that you’ve been handing out since you were a teenager. I really had no intention of making you go back to the office, but I’ve changed my mind thanks to you.”

  “I won’t go,” Brogan informed him as he crossed his arms in defiance.

  “Yes, you will,” Cade corrected him matter of factly. “I had no intention of letting you work. My mom didn’t work and there was no need for my Omega to, but then you tried to sneak off to the bank making me lose a very lucrative position, so I was going to suggest a part time job until I could find something. But after finding out that you owned part of Sports Minded I went back to my original plan but to let you stay at home because I knew that going to work there as an Omega would be hurtful for you but then you had to open your fucking mouth and show what an asshole you were. You’re standing there acting hurt and put upon, if things had gone differently, you’d have strutted me around like you were the cock of the walk, but you need humbling. Judging by the way people acted towards you, it seemed as though you were an all-around dick and now, you’re still trying to run things that you have no say in.”

  “I am not a dick,” Brogan tried to defend himself. “I said that I’m not going to that office and I’m not. Who the fuck are you to try to make me?”

  “I’m your Alpha, Omega,” Cade reminded him as he hit himself in the chest, “that’s who the fuck I am. I had intended to let you stay home and grow used to being an Omega, but you are trying to hold onto the Alpha you used to be, so I’m going to let Benji teach you how to be a good little bitch.”

  Brogan was speechless.

  That was the ultimate humiliation. If he had put up with that smug bitch any longer today, he was going to punch him in the mouth, there was no way he was going to be able to deal with him
on a regular basis.

  Satisfied that Brogan had nothing else to say, Cade picked up the discarded folder and headed upstairs to the room he’d picked out for himself.

  When Brogan heard the bedroom door close he sprang into action. He felt like crying – he, he was going to cry, but he’d be damned if he let Cade see or hear, so he grabbed the keys and headed back outside.

  Once he was on the porch Brogan sucked in a lungful of air to calm himself. This house had been the one place he could find sanctuary, but now that peace had been destroyed and he had nowhere else to go so he decided to drive around until he felt calm enough to face Cade.

  Once in the car Brogan realized that he had left his phone inside. He felt naked without it, but he decided not to go back for it in case Cade had come back downstairs.

  The first tear fell before he’d even pulled out of the driveway. He was a mile away from home and so blinded by tears that he didn’t see the blue lights as the police pulled him over.