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From The Ground Up ~ Part 4

My Blurb: Sorry for the delay, this one got away from me. I had hoped to post it last week but *shrug* life. Enjoy! Taglist is always open!

Disclaimer: I own nothing

Summary: Drew’s been in the wrestling business a long time and seen his fair share of Alpha & Omega drama. He’s certain when he finds his Omega this won’t be a problem, until the scent of cherries and orchids fill his senses and Cassidy Riley strolls into his life and he realizes a real relationship has to be built from the ground up.

Pairing: Alpha Drew McIntyre x Omega OFC Cassidy Riley

Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics

Status: In Progress

Tagging: @pioched | @ashes-writing | @cherrytheeredheadmamaclaymore | @thebookwormcat

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I groaned when knocking on my door roused me from sleep. I waited a minute to see if they went away, huffing when they knocked again. Untangling myself from the sheets I stumbled to the door flinging it open without looking to see who it was. I stared at the hotel employee standing by a cart with a shocked look on his face as he took in my bare legs. Belatedly I realized I was only wearing a t- shirt that didn’t make it much past my boy shorts.

Pulling the shirt down I cleared my throat, “Can I help you?”

He stuttered before replying, “Your room service order.” He gestured to the cart covered in trays of food.

“I didn’t order room service” I replied, earning a confused look as he pulled out an order form from his pocket.

“Cassidy Riley, room 337?” He read before looking at my room number with a raised eyebrow.

“Yes, that's me, but…” I was cut off by the door across the hall opening and Drew stepping out. He looked wide awake and was already dressed in a shirt and jeans. The smile on his face gave way to a flash of desire as his eyes raked over me turning into a scowl when he saw the server. He moved quickly, nearly shoving me into the room to block me from the view of the poor server who looked terrified in the face of Drew’s hostility.

“That will be all” Drew growled before grabbing the cart, pulling it in and shutting the door to my room. I stared warily at his back as he seemed to be struggling to control himself, his hands flexing. “You should put pants on.” His voice was low and I shuddered before turning to my suitcase, pulling a pair of sweats out and retreating to the bathroom.

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I struggled to tamp down the rush of desire that had swept through me when I opened the door to my room. The sight of my mate, in just a shirt, hair rumpled had nearly been my undoing. It did nothing to quell the fantasies that had haunted me all night of her long legs wrapped around my waist while I claimed her. The rage followed next when I saw the server looking at what was mine, it had taken everything in me to not pin him against the wall. His fear was enough for now.

Cracking my neck, I surveyed Cassidy’s room. Her scent was everywhere and I breathed in deeply letting it calm me. She was neat, the only mess being the blankets and pillows sprawled across the bed. Don’t think of her in the bed Drew. I chided myself before getting to work on breakfast. I pulled the desk out from the wall and placed the armchair on one side, with the office chair on the other side before arranging the plates on the desk.

Cassidy emerged from the bathroom a moment later looking more awake. She had brushed her hair back into a ponytail and pulled on a pair of sweats. She stayed by the door but looked at the food and I faintly heard her stomach rumble at the sight. I pulled the armchair out and gestured for her to sit, “I thought we could have breakfast together but I didn’t know what you liked.” I smiled when she laughed but took the seat I offered.

“So you ordered the whole menu?” She grinned at me when I shrugged and handed her a plate. “Well you should know, I’m allergic to those.” She pointed her fork at the bowl of strawberries and I grabbed them quickly heading towards the door. Opening it I saw Pete walking down the hall and shoved the bowl in his hands. He looked at me for a second before shrugging and continuing down the hall after popping a strawberry in his mouth.

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I hid my laugh as Drew helped the older lady to her new seat. It hadn’t been much effort for him to sweet talk her into trading him seats so he could have the one beside me but now she wouldn’t stop talking about what a fine man he was and how I was so lucky to have a strong alpha looking out for me. I had definitely seen her grope his butt when he reached for her bag and she was clearly trying to go for it again. I bit my lip when he finally plopped into the seat next to me and tried to look innocent when he looked at me and rolled his eyes.

“To be fair you have a nice butt” The giggle burst out of me and he chuckled as well. I had become more comfortable with him during breakfast and our conversations flowed without too many awkward pauses. I was beginning to think maybe the other night had been a fluke and he wasn’t going to be a caveman.

“I’m glad you think so.” His eyes searched mine and the giggle died at the intensity of what I saw. I found myself leaning towards it when the stewardess began her safety briefing with a loud announcement and I jumped back.

“So what do you usually do on plane rides?” I asked softly when the stewardess finished.

“Sleep,” Drew admitted with a grin. “I’m a great napper. What about you?”

I laughed at his response. “I don’t usually sleep, I get too nervous something might happen. I mostly read. I always keep a couple books handy.” I held up my bag. “Plus I can use it for defense if an Alpha gets handsy.” I raised my eyebrow at him and he put his hands up.

“No one will touch you without permission if I'm here. Not even me.” he added gravely and I nodded, believing him completely. “What do you like to read?” He asked after a moment.

Shit! “Oh…um.” My brain scrambled to think of a response that was anything but what the contents of my current books were. “Just you know…books.” I motioned with my hand as I felt the heat rising in my face.

He looked at me curiously before quickly reaching into my bag and snagging one of the books. I was nowhere near fast enough to stop him so I covered my face with my hands instead. His breath hitched beside me but he didn’t say anything and I peeked from between my fingers to see the look on his face as he studied the cover before flipping it over to read the back.

I paused, I may as well tell him, it was out there now. “I like to read historical romances…preferably the ones set in Scotland.” I lowered my hands and glanced at him nervously. He was still studying my well worn copy of Highland Wolf by Hannah Howell.

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I stared at the book I had snagged from Cassidy’s bag, hope blooming in my chest as I took it in. She was embarrassed beside me, I didn’t need our bond to know that. The misery in her tone and the blush that crept up her chest and face gave it away. She snatched the book away when I turned towards her, stuffing it quickly back in her bag.

“The irony is not lost on me.” She muttered, crossing her arms. “Hannah Howell is my favorite, she specializes in medieval Scotland.”

“I feel very qualified to be your Alpha all of a sudden,” I grinned, making a mental note to get her opinion on my ring gear from now on.

She groaned before shoving my arm. “Can we talk about something else? Anything!”

“Aye, fine.” I laughed at her glare when I turned my accent up a notch, noticing how it made her cross her legs tightly. “How did you end up in WWE?”

She relaxed at the question, “I moved to Florida hoping to be a news anchor. I was on at like 4:00 in the morning on a tiny station for awhile, which as you saw, I am not a morning person, didn’t end up working out. I hopped around to a few different things, waitress, secretary until I met Kayla. We hit it off right away, she introduced me to Byron and they convinced me to apply as a backstage interviewer.” She shrugged, staring out the window. “I was comfortable doing that and I love to travel so when they offered I accepted. I haven’t looked back since.”

The rest of the flight continued in a similar fashion. I learned she was a few years younger than me, born in July. She was surprised that I had a degree in Criminology but nodded approvingly when I told her it was because my parents wanted me to have a back up. She told me about her family; her parents were true mates and she had one older brother who was an Alpha but hadn’t found his mate yet. A wistful look appeared on her face when she told me about how her parents had always encouraged them to wait for their true mates before settling down. She blushed when she realized what she said, looking down at her lap.

I grab her hand and press a soft kiss to her wrist, enjoying the small gasp that escapes her. “My parents were true mates as well, if it wasn’t for me and my sister, my dad wouldn’t have made it after mom passed.” I breathed in Cassidy’s scent, letting it combat the pain that always came with talking about my mom. “She would be thrilled that I found you after all this time.”

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An ache in my stomach started the second we made it to my gate in Atlanta. Different than the pain in my head when we are apart, this one settles in at the mere thought of us being separated. The next show is in three days and didn’t allow us enough time for us to both travel to both our homes to restock so we decided we would have to split in Atlanta. After that it would be a couple weeks of full time shows and travel leading up to SummerSlam. We had made plans to facetime tonight a few hours after we both landed. Him in Tennessee and me in Florida. It would have to work for now, he was willing to wait until I was ready and while my opinion was far better then it had been the first night, I was still wary.

My flight left first and we had made it to my gate just as the first call was made to start loading. Drew pulled our suitcases to a stop before grabbing my arm and gently turning me towards him. “I need to ask you a favor.”

“What’s wrong?” I asked, he was looking around anxiously like we were about to be attacked.

“Can I scent you? I know it’s only a couple of days, but it goes against every one of my instincts to let you get on that plane without me. I have waited too long to find you.” His words are a plea and my heart softens at the look in his eyes. He’s respecting my boundaries by not going full caveman but he’s still an Alpha.

I step closer to him, wrapping my arms around his waist and pressing my face to his chest inhaling his scent. He stiffens for a moment before wrapping his arms around me and squeezing me tighter. I’ve always been tall and somewhat gangly for an Omega who are usually shorter with softer edges but Drew fits against me perfectly and Kiya’s words flash through my brain. Made just for you, right in front of your face.

The second call for my flight rings out and I smile up at him as we pull apart. “Looks like you’d better hurry.” Drew grins before gently rubbing the inside of wrists against his neck and a shiver runs through me when he places a lingering kiss on the mating gland on my neck.

He smirks when he sees the glazed look in my eyes as he pulls away, quickly unzipping his hoodie and wrapping it around me. “Just in case, be safe.”

I smile at him before leaning up and pressing a kiss to his cheek. “You too, I’ll talk to you tonight.” I feel his gaze on me as I hand over my ticket and head across the bridge. I give him one last glance as I turn the corner, the ache in my head already starting to grow.

The ache grows as the plane gets further from Drew and I can almost pinpoint the moment his plane takes off in the opposite direction halfway through my flight. I bury my nose in his hoodie and breathe deeply letting his scent comfort the ache some but it doesn’t last. Even trying to read is useless, the characters all appear as Drew in my head and during a spicy scene I realize an Alpha a couple rows away is eyeing me.

By the time I arrive back at my apartment I'm exhausted from the travel. I quickly text Drew that I am home before unpacking my luggage and starting some laundry. I sigh in relief when I find a full bottle of wine and quickly grab a glass and my laptop, setting up camp in my living room until it’s time to Facetime Drew.

Flipping through Netflix doesn’t help me relax so I settle for calling my mom instead. As expected, she is thrilled when I fill her in about finding Drew and over an hour later I have to remind her that he will be calling soon and I have to go.

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readingandwritingandreading · 1 year ago

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From The Ground Up ~ Part 1

My Blurb: Welcome to my Drew story! I have had this one sitting on the shelf for awhile now and I am excited that the events of Money in the Bank provided me with the perfect way to start it. This will involve ABO dynamics and include others from the WWE roster. Each “faction” in WWE will be considered a pack for story purposes. My taglist and inbox are always open!

Disclaimer: Alas, I own nothing.

Pairing: Alpha Drew McIntyre x Omega OFC Cassidy Riley

Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics

Status: In Progress

Tagging: @pioched | @ashes-writing | @cherrytheeredheadmamaclaymore | @thebookwormcat

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I laughed when Kayla rolled her eyes at Pete's antics before signing off the kickoff show. It was officially time for Money in the Bank. The first one ever to take place in England and my first time being on a premium live event. I had been called up from my backstage interviewer position in NXT to the main roster shortly after Wrestlemania. Since then I have done some segments on Raw and Smackdown and even been the in ring announcer at some live events.

I checked my notes as the opening started playing and the crowd started cheering. The Men’s money in the bank match was first, followed by the women’s tag titles and then the Intercontinental title match. I headed to my first interview spot with fan favorite LA Knight.

“Let me talk to ya Cassidy!” he greeted in his boisterous way when the director signaled the start. I heard the crowd roar as we appeared on the jumbotron.

“LA Knight, do you feel prepared for tonight’s battle?” I moved the microphone closer to him as he whipped off his sunglasses.

He grinned at me before turning to the camera, “I only have one word for ya, YEAH!” he said and I heard the echo of the crowd repeating his phrase before he headed towards the ring.

The cameraman signaled we were done and I turned towards catering in search of water before my next segment. Kayla found me on the way and gave me a big hug. “You did it! Your first live interview on a Pay Per View!” she gushed, looping her arm in mine.

“Don’t you mean Premium Live Event?” I questioned with a laugh, causing her to roll her eyes. They were really pushing for the name change but too many people had spent most of their lives calling it a pay per view and it was going to be awhile before that changed.

I stopped suddenly causing Kayla to stumble. “What the hell…” she trails off taking in my frozen posture. “Cas are you ok?

I shiver as the scent of coffee with a hint of forest and something else that I can’t quite place rolls through me. She shakes my arm and I snap out of it. “Oh, sorry, what? Must be hungrier than I thought. Did catering get a new coffee? It smells amazing.”

Kayla looks at me like I grew an extra head, sniffing the air before replying, “I don’t smell anything but maybe I’m still stopped up from being sick last week.” She says it slowly and I give her a reassuring smile before continuing our trek.

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“Listen fella, I'm not thrilled that you’re going for the title I want but until I'm back in the running you can count on us to have your back against the Imperium pack.” Sheamus clapped his hand on my shoulder and I nodded in appreciation. I had been out of action since Wrestlemania and they were some of the very few who knew I would be making a comeback tonight. The Brawling Brutes were the closest I had to my own pack. Sheamus was their head alpha, Ridge, an alpha in his own right, was his second in command and Butch the third Alpha. Finding their Omegas had filled out the rest of their pack but it had been a dramatic and hard fought journey. Though we had bickered many times, I trusted them to have my back.

“How are they doing with their mates?” I nodded to the two younger alphas. Ridge was lending silent support to Butch whose mate looked like she was about to burst into tears. I could almost smell the worry radiating off her. Ladder matches could be brutal, I kinda felt for the girl.

“Cameron is taking it the hardest, poor thing had barely watched any wrestling when they met. Isabella and Lucy have been helping her adjust but she’s just as headstrong and stubborn as Petey boy.” Sheamus shrugged, “There’s always a learning curve when you find your mate.” He raised his eyebrow at me.

I rolled my eyes at him, I was confident when I found my mate everything would fall into place. No drama or “learning curve”. If fate had decreed it, how else could it go? Sheamus never failed to try and remind me that’s not how it always is but I shrugged him off. If I had to wait this long, it was going to be a breeze. I wished Butch good luck before heading to get ready for my return, I was set to come out after the Intercontinental title match.

Hand on the door to my locker room I froze as a scent rolled over me. It was a mouthwatering mix of orchids, cherries and something else that flew around my brain but didn’t quite land. I surveyed the area, the instinct inside of me howling to investigate, but nothing caught my eye. Shaking my head I continued into the room to get ready.

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“You’re trembling, are you sure you’re ok?” Kayla asked for the fifth time since we had left catering.

“I think so, I just feel…off, I guess. Like I should be doing something.” I replied. Ever since that scent had hit me, I had felt like a live wire, my body thrumming with anticipation.

“Cassidy, on in 30 seconds, they are heading up the ramp.” the director said. I nodded, giving a reassuring smile to Kayla before standing in my spot. I was set to interview the winners of the match when they came through. Riddle had met them at the entrance, high fiving them before heading to the ring. Raquel and Liv burst through the curtain, all smiles as they headed over to me.

“Raquel and Liv, congratulations on your victory and becoming the new WWE Women’s Tag Team Champions. I have to ask though, do you think you could have done it without Shayna’s shocking betrayal on Ronda?” I held out the microphone to them while Imperium made their entrance behind us.

Raquel leaned in, “It doesn’t matter what happened between Ronda and Shayna, we were always going to get these back.”

“Shayna saw a sinking ship and bailed, honestly after the way Ronda has taken over since she came back, I don’t blame her a bit.” Liv chimed in. “But like Raquel said, these are our titles and we won’t be backing down from any challengers.”

They headed off and I smiled after them until the camera man gave me the thumbs up. Sagging with relief, I rolled my neck and shoulders trying to relieve some of the tension. Kayla shot me another worried look before heading off to her next interview. I turned to look at the schedule when the scent invaded the room again. Spinning quickly I scanned the room, my eyes landing on Drew McIntyre staring at me and breathing hard, my trembling increased.

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Adrenaline was coursing through my veins as I pulled my black tank top on and dampened my hair. Part of it was to get back in the ring but the rest was that instinct demanding I find that scent. I hadn’t felt it this strongly before and I stared at my hand that was practically trembling.

A knock on the door followed by one of the stagehands announcing it was almost my turn had me taking a deep breath and forcing my hand into a fist to slow the tremors. This was my big return and I couldn’t let nerves or whatever this was get to me.

With that in mind I opened the door and headed out. The closer I got to gorilla, the more the scent called to me and the faster I walked, I was almost sprinting when I finally got there. It was more potent now, the cherry and orchids surrounding me with undertones of peaches. I pulled the curtain aside and my eyes locked on the new backstage announcer as I stepped in the room. I had seen her before, she had been in NXT but was moved up after Wrestlemania.

She tensed before turning and scanning the room, her brown eyes widening when she saw me staring at her. I started moving towards her, making a slow perusal of her body. Her long legs looked stunning in a pair of black heels and her skin glowed against the maroon lace dress. Mate, mine. The thoughts swarmed my head as I made eye contact with her.

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His scent surrounded me, coffee and the woods all combined into thoughts that rang out through my brain. Warmth, safety, home, MATE.

His eyes flashed gold when our eyes met and I didn't need the gasps around me to tell me mine did too. I felt the connection click into place. Drew McIntyre is my alpha.

A growl escaped his throat as he stalked closer, driving me back until my back hit the wall and he pressed his face to my neck. I trembled again, partly from fear and partly from his closeness. I couldn’t see past him to the rest of the room. His arms were caging me in and my hands pressed to his chest of my own violation.

Struggling with the urge to either push him away or grab him, I whimpered when he pulled his face back to look at me again, one hand cupping my face. “My Omega” whispered in his accent caused me to tremble again, the wall and my grip on his shirt the only things keeping me up right.

“Drew, you’re on. Drew!” Hunter’s voice pulled us out of our staredown and I was suddenly reminded that we were in a room full of people and most of them were staring at us. Blushing I tried to pull away but Drew held me close, growling lowly and glaring at everyone like they were a threat.

Hunter held his hands up, “Your music is about to hit, she will be safe here until you return.”

Drew seemed to snap out of it at that, turning back to me slowly. “I’ll be right back,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to my forehead before releasing me and walking out the curtain as his music sounded and the fans started screaming.

Hunter and Stephanie rushed toward me immediately, grabbing my arm when I started to sway. “Holy shit Cassidy! Drew McIntyre is your mate?!” Stephanie practically shrieked.

“Um.., can I sit down please. I need to sit down.” My voice was shaky even to my own ears.

“Of course, take the rest of the show off, Kayla can take over.” Hunter replied, rubbing my arm. I nodded weakly as black started encroaching my vision. I heard them yelling for the med team before I completely passed out.

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