Constantine was filled with grief as he watched the beautiful man walk away from him. How could he not remember being with Owen? Yes, Constantine had always been attracted to men but he'd never given into that need, always dating women instead. But something about Owen drew Constantine in. He was saddened when Owen didn't hear his thoughts and come back.
He really had hoped Owen was one of his mates. He knew he felt a pull to Owen, a strong one. He truly thought Owen was his mate until the man continued to walk away from him. Owen didn't hear him. Constantine's mate would have.
Constantine couldn't remember anything about the night before except an angel saving him. Oh the taste of that angel was heaven, completely addictive. Constantine hoped that angel was Owen, but now after what happened this morning, he assumed it was his brain's way of making sense of last night. It was a shame. He would have loved to spend the rest of his life with that angel.
"Alright, let's get you to your car so you can come home," his mother, Connie, said wrapping an arm around him. Constantine was trying to hide how pissed he was at his mother. He couldn't stand how she acted about people being gay. Constantine knew early that he was gay, but never acted on it because of his mother's feelings.
He'd always hoped that fate would be kind and mate him to men so Constantine could say it was fate, and not have to explain he preferred men. But as his pack's Delta, and son of the Alpha, his job was to find to two women mates and produce a houseful of cubs.
Sure, Constantine thought of children, he liked the idea of having children. He just couldn't get his mind around having them with a woman. He'd date from time to time, the occasional hook up, but he'd have to take the woman from behind. It was the only way he could pretend it was a man and get hard.
Constantine stared out the window of the car, not saying a word other than to direct his mother to where he'd left his car. He had talked to his parents about the Delta pack before going to investigate Alpha Rodrick. His parents were very forceful in their negative response. They didn't want him away from his family. To top it off, they had heard that the Deltas that were already in the pack were gay. They were having none of that.
When Constantine saw the small six man pack for himself, he was filled with joy over how they treated each other. They loved their mates and were a diversity of people. They had no qualms with others, were rebuilding the town, and living their lives. They all seemed really happy.
Constantine had wanted to stay right then and there but he knew he had to finish finding out about Rodrick. That man gave him the creeps from the moment Constantine met him. Somehow, Constantine was able to mask his Delta scent. He'd always been able to. Not really knowing how, it helped him with special assignments, like infiltrating Rodrick's group of mercenaries. Rodrick was already sentenced to death and execution that would be carried out soon, if not already. Constantine was glad of that at least.
He'd still needed to get in contact with Sebastian to tell him what he'd found out about Owen. Constantine didn't think it wise to report his findings to the council. There was no telling what they would do if they knew of a real physic human, one that knew what they were at that.
The drive back to Indiana wasn't so bad, even if it did take a few hours, but it did give him time to think about Owen. Constantine knew he'd regret how he'd hurt the beautiful little man for the rest of his life.
Even worse, he'd never even thanked him. Owen saved his life and sacrificed a lot, only to get shit on by Constantine and his family. Constantine could blame it on shock all he wanted, but by the time he'd shaken off what had happened, he figured maybe it would be best just to leave poor Owen alone.
What could he really say to make it better? Sorry I don't remember us fucking? Ignore my mother she's a jerk and yes I'm really gay? Owen hadn't heard Constantine trying to talk to him through their minds. They couldn't be mates and he still couldn't have been with Owen then, so he leaving Owen alone was the best for both of them. Really.
Constantine wiped away the tears that fell silently down his cheeks. There was nothing he could do about it now. It was over. He needed to forget the whole situation and move on. Right now he had to face the issue at hand. Having to face his parents to tell them he had decided to move to the Delta pack was going to be hell.
Constantine pulled up in his parent's driveway to get it over with, instead of heading straight home. He could see lights on inside the house and knew his parents were waiting for him to arrive home and call so he was surprised when his father walked out of the house.
"Son, how are you feeling?" His father asked as he walked over to meet him. "Your mother told me there were some issues that occurred, things we would never discuss, but I worry you might need to talk?"
"I do, dad," he said, frowning at what his mother had told his father, just typical of her. "But not about what happened. I wanted to talk to you about the Delta pack."
"Absolutely not," his father said sternly. He waved his hand in the air as if dismissing the whole thing. That seemed to happen a lot in Constantine's family. "We've already discussed it and decided against it."
"No, you and mom decided against it," Constantine threw back, all hopes of this being civil gone. "I visited there on my last assignment and I've come to a decision. I have decided that I will--"
"I forbid it," his father growled, cutting Constantine off. Constantine rolled his eyes when he saw his mother coming out of the house to join them. Just fucking perfect! Maybe they should call the local news station so everyone could see this family dispute. "I am your father and Alpha. I forbid it."
"It doesn't matter," Constantine said quietly, not willing to yell and scream about this. "I'm thirty three years old, Father. I'm an adult, and more than that, the mandate from the council said it's each Delta's choice where we live. I don't have to be released from my current packs if I decide to move. It's completely up to me. I came to discuss this with you like an adult, but that's not going to happen. So instead, I'm informing you of my decision."
Constantine almost laughed at the shocked expressions on his parents' faces as he walked back to his car and climbed in. He'd never talked to them like this before. He was their son, the middle of three, the obedient one. The one everyone ignored unless they needed help from him. And he always did whatever they needed because they were family.
But enough was enough. Constantine needed to start living his life the way he wanted or he'd always be miserable. Well, more miserable than he already was, and that was pretty damn miserable. It was time he tried to live his own life and made his own decisions.