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“What do you think of this one?”
“No.”
“How about this one?”
“No.”
“Alright. How about her? She looks…”
“No.”
“For god's sake Edward. Are you really going to say no to every single Omega?”
“Yes.”
A coughing sound is heard as Marcel sputters in his tea. Harry pounds his back to help him as his face shows nothing but resignation at his brother’s seemingly never ending quest for perfection that just did not exist. He was always caught between them. Edward as the eldest was the dominant Alpha, his word was final when it came to the majority of the decision both in their professional and personal lives. Marcel as the youngest was the quiet studious one. His life revolved around his brothers and his career at the University. Harry was the balance. Charming, funny but also serious when needed. He provided a sounding board for both his brothers and always tried to play peacemaker between them but when it came to this particular topic, he felt as if his efforts were futile.
From the time they presented, the triplets had known they would be together no matter what. Their relationship, while not illegal, was certainly not always accepted. Three Alpha’s in an incestuous relationship? It was only seen as acceptable if they shared an omega but that is what the brothers were missing though it was not for lack of trying.
Their problem was they could not agree on an omega to court and eventually bond with. Marcel and Harry had brought forward many omega’s and Edward had ruthlessly and systematically said no to every single one of them. From their aspirations, to their education, their looks, Edward had an excuse to veto them and now, as their 23rd birthday approached, they were still single without a mate and at the rate they were going, no end in sight to this dilemma. They knew they needed to find one but they just could not and would not settle for any random omega. As a last ditch effort, their good friend Liam had come up with a possible solution.
“You have to try this place, A Perfect Bond. They’re a matching agency for alphas and omegas. They accept only the highest quality omega’s in their list of clientele. They’re discreet and well worth the money. Give them a try. What do you have to lose? The omega’s they have in their listings are of impeccable backgrounds and breeding, intelligent, sophisticated and they all adhere to the standards of being a quiet and obedient omega.”
It was these words that convinced them to give the agency a chance but here they were. Three weeks into the process and Edward had single handedly vetoed what seemed to be every omega in their file from the U.K. Some they had met in person and others they had held FaceTime meetings with and Edward always found something to complain about. When asked by his brothers what exactly he was looking for, all he would tell them was he wanted the perfect omega. Obedient, submissive, a wonderful cook, quiet, lovely in appearance, sophisticated, elegant, one they could take out in public without fear of embarrassment and one that would be a wonderful mother to as many pups as the triplets wanted. Edward did not think he was backwards in his thinking. He actually believed he was a rather progressive Alpha. If their omega was highly educated, he would not mind as long as their education was in an acceptable field for omegas such as art, music and the culinary arts. Those were all fine fields of higher education for omegas as far as Edward was concerned. He could even accept nursing as long as their priority remained the triplets, their home and pups. Once they were bonded, he also felt their omega did not need to work. He had high standards but they were not impossible though his brothers disagreed with him. Their patience with their eldest brother was running thin as they yet again sat and endured his nitpicking.
“This is pointless. No matter how many omega’s we see, Edward is determined to find something wrong with them all. They went to the wrong university. Their chosen career is not acceptable. He dislikes their family. Come on Eddie. Give one a try! Do it for us. Please?”
Edward glares at Marcel, irritated at being pushed into settling.
“No Marcel. We can’t just pick one and be done with it. We are Styles. Our name means something and I won’t have our name attached to just any omega. You have to trust me on this. The right omega is out there for us. We just have to be patient and trust me when I say that the right one will surprise us when we least expect it.”
Considering the matter settled, Edward rose to leave leaving Harry and Marcel with no choice but to follow, their spirits low.
Sitting in the living room of their mansion, all three men were quiet as they each settled with their thoughts. The ringing of the doorbell surprises them as they were not expecting any guests. A few moments later, Liam walks in with a big smile on his face.
“Get dressed. We’re going out. You three need to get out of your omega inspired funk and I have just the place for us to go and let off some steam.”
In spite of their dour moods, the triplets didn’t question Liam. Ever since University, they had learned not to question him when it came to matters of entertainment. Liam knew all the best restaurants, clubs and secret hot spots where discretion was guaranteed. He also knew where to go for more “risque” adventures where men of wealth could mingle without fear of being discovered for their unique and sometimes more “adventurous” tastes.
Riding in the limo, it’s Harry that finally asks the question that’s been on their minds since Liam made his unexpected arrival to their home.
“So where are we going? A dance club? Bar? Restaurant?”
“Better. Trust me. This place is guaranteed to cheer you lot up. And it will give me the opportunity to see a sexy omega waitress that works there. I saw her a few weeks ago when I stumbled upon this place. If I play my cards right, I can take her home with me tonight.”
The men laugh at his bold but likely accurate statement. Liam was a prime example of an alpha male and many omega would gladly throw themselves at him for the chance to be with him in the hopes he’d mate with them. So far, they had all failed. Like the triplets, Liam had yet to settle though for him it was not for lack of partners. He just did not want to settle yet.
The limo began to slow down as they reached their destination. The triplets were surprised. The building itself was nondescript. No sign to advertise what it was, no fancy lighting to attract attention and no long line of people waiting to get in. It was a rather large industrial looking building with a rather large and full parking lot. The only other person they could see was a pair of large and intimidating bouncers at the door. Alphas.
“This place is By Invitation Only. It’s exclusive and different than anything we’ve done before but I think it’s time we expand our horizons.”
Edward snorts and adjusts his clothes, the only one out of the four wearing a suit. It may be a night out but he rarely dressed down. Only when home did he allow himself to truly relax. As they exit the limo, the bouncers maintain steely expressions and make no move to open the doors for them or extend them an invitation to enter. They stand there until Liam finally speaks.
“Liam Payne and guests.”
There is a brief pause as one man touches the earpiece he’s wearing before nodding silently and opens the door. A hostess in a classic black dress and pearls greets them in the foyer where another large set of double doors loom, almost beckoning them to whatever was going on inside.
The large and ornate double doors open as the four enter behind her.
“Gentlemen. Welcome to Sanctum.”