What’s Wrong & What’s Right, Part 3
Summary: Nick discovers you, and wants to save you
Pairings: August Walker X Reader
Rating: mild
Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, obsessive behavior, stalking, kidnapping, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 1.7K
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Nick pours himself a glass of scotch. Looking over the cubes of ice, he thinks about adding one, but he welcomes the harsh burn of the amber liquid. It had been a rough day. These Omegas were a mess. None wanted to perform anymore. They were becoming harder to control, and just once, he wanted them to do their fucking job.
Hearing a knock on his door, he groans, but lets them know that it is in fact open. “Your meal you requested, Mr. Fowler.”
“Mmm,” he responds to his least favorite Omega. Peggy was always stirring some shit up. Always into too much of the business.
“The senator is making his first appearance tonight. Apparently he’s found him a pretty little Omega who is all too proud about her need to wait until marriage.”
Nick looks up at her annoyed. Taking another slow sip of the alcohol, “Do you have a point?”
“Word on the street she’s not a virgin. Just a virgin to Alphas. Imagine what a Omega who has never taken a knot would be worth? There’s a few Beta playboys who have been digging around needing information about the famous Royal Pony. Might entice them, and one of such high standing. She’s all over the news, articles of what a good girl she is are printed daily.”
Nick turns around and glares at the haggard Omega, “She’ll be on the news tonight,” Peggy smirks before taking her leave.
“Meddlesome bitch,” Nick groans before taking a bite of his food. He runs his fingers through his hair, giving the brunette locks a slight tug, before grabbing the remote. Clicking on the evening news while he eats.
It’s true, an unmated and un-knotted Omega would be a great commodity to the Pony, but he needed to see what all the fuss was. Tonight was supposed to be the official outing for you and the senator as an engaged couple. While he was making his rounds for a re-election, you were hitting all the news outlets about true love, and your decision to wait.
He rolls his eyes, figuring that he had indeed had you, that this was all for show. There was no way an Alpha of such high regard would actually wait. But then he sees you walking around his pool house with the interviewer. Showing them your current home, and how you couldn’t wait to be married and give him all the pups he should want.
Your eyes shine as you show them your life. With every praising quote they recited from your fiancé, you preen with excitement. Speaking only of your fiancé in the highest regard. You were stunning. The perfect Omega. With enough reserve to leave him wanting more, but you had pride in your relationship.
“Shall we bring out the fiancé?” the reporter asks. Most wouldn’t notice it, but Nick did. A millisecond of fear flashes in your eyes. “Mr. Walker,” and even the young boy steps back as the menacing figure of August Walker walks into your temporary home.
He should be ashamed of himself, keeping you out alone in the pool house. His beefy arm wraps around you immediately, and he pulls you in close to him. His head, tilting to the side to peer down at you. To some this would be a sign of sweetness. Thinking he was giving you a quick peck, but Nick catches it. He whispers into your ear, and your eyes flash quickly for only a second. He was commanding you.
Your smile bright, when you beam up at him, giving his belly a quick scratch before settling your hand on his lower stomach. He was so much larger than you in frame and thickness. Seemingly the perfect Alpha, but there was a darkness that lingered in the air with him. Nick couldn’t put his hand on it.
“There are none quite like her,” August gives your side a quick squeeze before you nod, smiling up at him for the praise. “She’s going to be the perfect wife. And while I know some may think this is a bit extreme,” a squeeze onto your side makes you look back up at him with so much love on your face, fake love. “We’re happy, and that’s all that matters.”
August’s jaw tightens as he clenches his teeth. The Alpha was usually guarded and secretive of his life. Why was this so different? Everything about this interview seemed off. With a quick search of his polls, Nick understood why. No one compared to him. “The extreme playboy has found his perfect Omega.”
And you were. You played the part well. Giggling and smiling up at him, and your hand never stopped holding onto his stomach. “Now if you would excuse us, we do have a wedding to plan.”
“Of course. You saw them here first, with their first official outing as an engaged couple.”
Nick clicks through your photos online with him, and you are obedient. He saw that submissive pose more than once. Nothing of your early childhood existed. It was like you were plucked out of nowhere, and built just for August.
He had prided himself on doing some deep dives on the internet, and had been known to hack into a few high profile’s people’s phones. Letting them know just how they could find them an Omega, especially with Betas. Getting into August’s phone proved to be a bit difficult. But he managed, and you were no virgin. Albeit, he didn’t have a single photo of you taking his knot.
The photos were an Alpha’s dream. Every single one had you in the most vulnerable and submissive state, and then there was the photo that caused Nick to want you. Meeting August was no accident. He’d heard of places like that. And no doubt August had found him an Omega perfect for him. Nick had to save you. You deserved more than to be used as his kink. What would happen once the new wore off? He was doing you a favor.
August had invited this plan by sticking you away from his main house. Tucked away from him. Left to go through your heats alone, while he kept pictures of your pained face at the loss of him for his personal spank bank. People like him disgust Nick. He will find you. And he will save you. And if he could get over his issues with being mated, he would adore you. Treat you like the princess you were. If only.
Throughout the weeks, Nick followed your painfully obvious social media posts. Your perfection only added to August’s appeal. People adored you, adored your mystery, and your innocence. He’s sure that someone behind the scenes had to have your files scrubbed, and infuriated him to not know where you came from. It was easier to take Omegas that trusted him. He just had to make things up as he went.
Standing outside your private small house, still on the grounds, but the security was lacking. Nick spotted every camera. Waiting outside to see August walk out after he had his evening with you. His anger elevates more everyday. He should have just claimed you. It would have made what Nick was about to do harder. August would be able to feel your distress, instead he was leaving you in a puddle begging for more.
“Let me do what I’m designed to do,” you whine as you follow him out the door. “Alpha, please!” you were needy, and he wondered what August’s end goal was with not claiming you now was.
“Now that is enough. Return to your bed. I left you a little present. You’ve done so well today, Omega,” before he spins on his heels leaving you sniffling. Walking into your bedroom, it’s pitiful that you get excited about his button up shirt from today. Slipping it on your body, and snuggling into it. Wishing that it was August.
It was now or never. He slips in through the cameras’ blind spot, and you were so spent and lonely, you actually thought it was him. “Alpha, you came back,” running up to him, but you back away the moment you scent him. “You’re not Auggie.”
“No, I’m here to rescue you. Do you know what he’s doing to you?”
“He loves me,” your lower lip trembles, and you search around your empty room. Wrapping your arms tight around yourself, and taking a deep scent of August’s smell. “He’ll have you killed.”
“If he finds me. He won’t. Aren’t you tired of him playing with you? Getting all these photos and videos of barely giving you him, before he’s stomping away? You know he’s playing with some other Omega in his house don’t you.”
“He wouldn’t,” you shake your head, stepping back further from him. “H-h-he’s got plans for us.”
“Yeah, box office plans. Using a live feed of your wedding night to help pay for his campaign. August is full of dirty money, even you know that. He’s been using you for a long time hasn’t he Omega? You’re such a sweet one. He targeted you. I want to offer you an out. Let you be the sweet Omega you were taught to be,” he knew. You look up at him, thinking that he knew everything that you had been through. What your father had made you endure. “What is it that you want?”
“Can I see Frank again?”
“Sure,” he answers quickly, but you don’t even care. That was enough of a confirmation for you.
“August won’t find me?”
“He’ll never find you where I’m taking you,” he holds up his gloved hand, waiting. You look around your room before grabbing it. “There’s a good girl. We’ve got a long night ahead of us. If you keep quiet, I’ll let you cuddle with me tonight. I know you’re exhausted. You just want someone to love you, don’t you?” you nod your head, inhaling his intoxicating musk with the tiniest bit of iris, making your head spin. “Mmm, is that pear I detect?” he asks wafting your scent.
“Yeah,” you smile, looking away from him. Nick was entranced, it took very little to embarrass you.
“Alright, beautiful Pear Blossom. You ready to join me?” you nod your head, and he points to some clothes, turning around to give you privacy, but you’re still keeping August’s shirt. Anything to see him.
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