Crash!
The wine glass Alastair was holding slipped from his hand and fell to the floor right at his feet. He paid no attention to the shards of glass, his gaze was fixed on the person currently standing on stage right next to Leonard.
Oliver, who was nearby, looked surprised as Alastair walked right past him. He'd tried calling out to his old friend, but there was no response at all.
"Aly? Aly!"
Right now, the Alpha's sole focus was on meeting his omega, whom he hadn't seen in nearly six years. For six years, he'd tried to gauge his feelings, every memory and every touch, but all of that failed on that day.
"Noel… Feisty… My Omega…" he muttered.
On stage, Noel was unaware of this and was still chatting with Leonard, giving a brief speech introducing himself and his business.
Before Alastair could actually approach the Omega man, Kenneth, regaining his senses, immediately grabbed his boss's, who was also his cousin, arm. He knew exactly what that man was about to do.
