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"Ruskin, deal with the packages. My business trip is cancelled."
Ruskin was surprised when he heard his employer, Charles Augustus Milverton's order. It was Mr. Milverton who insisted that they should go to Birmingham to see how his companies manage there, but it seemed that he changed his mind. It was strange since Mr. Milverton rarely changed his mind. Ruskin knew him well - this was one of his employer’s strongest traits, especially if it came to his business matters.
"What happened, sir?" Ruskin asked curiously. Unlike other employees in Mr. Milvrton’s service, he was allowed to be curious. After all, he was not only the subordinate of the King of Media, but also his mate. Mr. Milverton was one of the most powerful Alphas of his time and he honored Ruskin with choosing him to be his Omega. It came with a lot of pleasant things other than getting the chance to be impregnated by him, bearing his employer's forbidden fruit one day. Mr. Milverton shared all his secrets with him and Ruskin wanted to know them. To help Mr. Milverton, to make him feel better in case of a failure. He hoped that this was not what happened now. Fortunately, he saw no annoyance in his employer's expression.
"Nothing happened, there is no need to worry. I simply postponed the trip because based on my calculations, we will definitely need to go to Birmingham next week due to another matter." Mr. Milverton noted. "We shouldn't travel that much." His eyes shone up when he looked at Ruskin. "I know that you can't take it well."
Ruskin turned red from the remark.
"Only if we also get separated, sir." He corrected his employer, but he felt joy inside his heart that Mr. Milverton cared about him enough to consider his needs. He obediently took up the packages and brought them back to the dressing room to do what Mr. Milverton ordered him to do. And while he was packing, the happiness kept growing in his soul.
They can stay at home. Here - where everything was covered in Mr. Milverton's powerful scent.
As every Alpha, Ruskin's mate also had a strong odor that he left around himself everywhere even when he didn't want to mark his territory. This scent was the most prominent in his home and on Ruskin himself, who was Mr. Milverton's possession and the other man made sure to show this all the time. Ruskin liked inhaling deep breaths from his employer's scent. It made him feel safe and it comforted him; when he was in the cloud of Mr. Milverton's odor, Ruskin, was the happiest. That's why what Mr. Milverton said about the cancelled trip was also true. While they wouldn't get separated during the trip, so it wouldn't end up causing separational panic for Ruskin, they needed to leave the well-known home, and go out to the world, where Ruskin couldn't feel Mr. Milverton's scent so strongly, making him yearn for it. But now, he didn't need to experience that feeling - not yet, at least. The trip was postponed for a week and he could stay home.
Home, sweet home. Sweet-scented home.
Ruskin lay down among the clothes to rest for a few minutes. He closed his eyes. Lying among Mr. Milverton's belongings felt like a nest. He sometimes built a nest from them when he was frustrated, but he didn't need to do it now. He just wanted to be covered with the scent even more and enjoy the warmth that filled his heart for it while a thought crossed his mind.
He would follow Mr. Milverton anywhere, even to the end of the world - but it was best if both remained here, together, unseparated.
Because here, at home, they were the strongest.