Desired By Three Alphas; Fated To One-Chapter 31: Talk With Alpha Dominic

Hailee’s POV

Standing in the doorway was Alpha Dominic. Nathan’s father.

My breath caught in my throat, and my entire body went stiff. I gasped out loud, the panic hitting me like a slap to the face.

"Oh my god..."

Without thinking, I scrambled, trying to get down from Nathan, my arms loosening, my legs unwrapping. But he didn’t let me. Nathan’s grip only tightened. One arm around my waist, the other under my thigh, keeping me in place like I weighed nothing at all.

"Put me down," I hissed in a sharp whisper, terrified. "Nathan—your father is right there!"

"I know," he said calmly, as if it was perfectly normal to be caught like this.

I twisted in his arms to look at him. "What are you doing?" My voice trembled.

My eyes darted back to the doorway. Alpha Dominic stood there in his usual tailored suit, his hands clasped calmly behind his back, eyes unreadable—but not furious. Not cold. Just... watching.

He tilted his head slightly. "When you two are done," he said in a quiet voice, "Hailee, I’d like to have a word with you in the library."

I froze. Not us. Just... me.

Nathan’s arms tightened slightly around me, instinctively protective. "Why?" he asked, his tone cautious but respectful.

Alpha Dominic’s gaze shifted to his son, calm as ever. "I just want to talk. That’s all."

Then, without another word, he turned and stepped out of the room, leaving the door open behind him.

I stared at the empty space where he had been, my heart thudding wildly. A talk? What could he possibly want to talk to me about?

I slowly turned my head to Nathan. He was still looking toward the doorway, his jaw tense.

"You think I’m in trouble?" I whispered.

He finally looked at me, then shook his head. "No."

I nodded slowly and unwrapped my arms from his shoulders, feeling suddenly cold as he gently set me down.

"You want me to come with you?" Nathan asked. I shook my head. "I can go on my own," I said, tugging at my clothes to straighten them, while Nathan’s eyes never left me. I looked up at him—his lips still swollen from the kiss—and had to swallow hard before looking away.

"You should go back to the festival... I’ll see you there."

He nodded. "Alright."

I didn’t say more as I left his room and made my way to the library room. The closer I got, the more I panicked... I’d never had a private conversation with Alpha Dominic. Not once in the four years I’d lived in this pack. I’d always stayed quiet, kept to my place, done my job. And now here I was, summoned by him after being caught kissing his son.

What else could this be, if not the moment I got told to stay away? I knew he wouldn’t want an omega doing anything with his son... I knew this was what he was going to say... something like leave my son alone... stay away from him.

I paused at the library door, exhaled shakily, then pushed it open. Alpha Dominic was already there, standing by the tall window with his hands in his pockets, his posture relaxed but still domineering. When he heard me enter, he turned around.

"Come in," he said, gesturing toward one of the armchairs. "Have a seat."

I nodded quickly and moved to sit down, trying not to wring my hands.

"I... I’m sorry," I said quietly, my eyes lowering. "For what you saw. That wasn’t supposed to happen. I didn’t mean for—"

"There’s no need for apologies," he cut in gently but firmly. "You’re not in trouble, Hailee."

I lifted my gaze slightly, startled by his tone. Calm. Measured. But that didn’t ease the panic in my chest.

"I only have a few questions," he continued. "Starting with... how long has this been going on?"

I blinked. "Nothing’s going on. Really. That... that just happened."

He studied me for a long moment. Then he gave a slow, thoughtful nod.

"And that," he said, "is the problem."

My heart stilled. "What... do you mean, Alpha...?"

"You’re leading Nathan on."

I flinched. "No, I’m not—"

He raised a hand, stopping me. "Let me finish."

I closed my mouth, my lips pressed tightly together.

"I saw you arrive with my nephew tonight," he said, his gaze sharp and direct. "Dane is clearly interested in you. And now I walk in and find you wrapped around Nathan, making out like you two love each other. What exactly do you think that looks like?"

I didn’t respond. I couldn’t. Because I knew how it looked.

"And Nathan..." he paused, his jaw tightening slightly. "Nathan is my only son. My heir. Every decision he makes now matters. Every step he takes is shaping the future of this pack. Of our people. This stage of his life—it’s critical."

I swallowed hard, guilt settling heavily on my chest.

"I’m not saying you’re a bad influence," he added. "That’s not it."

I looked up slowly, surprised by that.

"You’re smart. You work hard. You’re respectful. And from what I’ve seen, you’ve got a good head on your shoulders. But Nathan..." His voice dropped slightly. "Nathan feels things deeply. He’s loyal to a fault. He doesn’t let people in easily. But when he does, he really lets them in."

I bit the inside of my cheek, my throat tight.

"If you break his heart," he said quietly, "it could ruin him. And not just emotionally. It could throw everything off—his focus, his path, his future."

"I’m not trying to hurt him," I whispered.

"But you might," he replied. "Not intentionally. But sometimes we hurt people simply because we don’t know what we want. Or we’re trying to find ourselves."

He took a slow step forward, then said, "So I’m asking you not to make this more complicated. If you don’t know what you want, Hailee... then don’t pull Nathan into this mess with you."

The library was so quiet I could hear the ticking of the clock near the shelves. Alpha Dominic continued.

"You see," he continued calmly, "Nathan has a duty. One I’ve been preparing him for since he was a boy. He’s strong, yes—but his strength comes from clarity. Purpose. Control."

He walked slowly to the edge of the desk and rested one hand on it.

"And you," he said, not unkindly, "are unpredictable right now. You don’t know where you stand—not with Nathan, not with Dane, not even with any other young man."

I swallowed hard and wanted to defend myself, but he didn’t wait for me to respond. He just gave a small, knowing nod.

"Yes, Hailee. I may not be watching everything, but I’m not blind."

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. My chest felt tight. My throat, dry.

He looked at me with something softer in his eyes now—not coldness, but concern. Not for me. For Nathan.

"I’m asking you... not as Alpha, but as a father. If you care about Nathan even a little, don’t pull him into something you’re not sure about. He won’t just walk away from you. He’ll carry it. He’ll bleed quietly. And it will break something inside him that I may not be able to fix."

Silence fell again. Heavy. Suffocating.

Then, softly but firmly, he said, "That’s all. You can go now."

I stood slowly, my legs weak. "Thank you, Alpha," I murmured, forcing my voice not to crack.

He didn’t respond. Just turned back toward the window.

I left the room with a weight in my chest I couldn’t shake. If he was worried about just Dane... what would he say if he knew about Callum too?

My thoughts swirled in a mess of guilt and confusion as I stepped back into the night air. The sound of music and laughter from the bonfire in the distance felt like it belonged to a different world. One I didn’t fit into right now.

I wandered toward the field, but then paused. Off to the side, in a more shadowed area near the outer wall of the training grounds, I saw Callum. Leaning against the wall, one leg bent, arms crossed over his chest. His face was unreadable, but his eyes—those damn eyes—were fixed on me.

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