Owen's P.O.V.
"Hey," He says with a big comforting smile "Are you ready?"
"Yes!" I said nervously. He was looking so good that it was making me more nervous. I never felt this way before, whenever I saw him before I only felt pain but it's different now. Something is changed, I don't know what caused this change maybe it's because I felt bad for him because he suffered so much or maybe it was because I finally came to accept that he is my mate. 'Don't think about it, you cannot be nervous now, you're going on the interview. He's just dropping you off." I keep saying to myself, but Vlad is not helping. He is going crazy and wants to rip all the clothes Jason is wearing. 'Calm down! Calm Down!' I say to Vlad as well as myself.
"Good!" He said with the same kind smile.
"um... Wait a minute let me check if I have everything." I said and checked all the stuff in my bag. "Okay, I've got everything. Let's go." I said and we started walking to his car which was parked right in front of my house. A black Mercedes. He opened the door and gestured for me to take the seat. He went around and took the driver's seat after I was seated.
"I...I...Don't...DoN't get me wrong...But I have...I have something for you." He said looking at me. He then got a small box wrapped with blue gift wrap from the back seat. He then handed it to me.
"You...You...really didn't have to..." I was hesitant to take the gift. I don't know if I should.
"Please...I really want you to have this..." he said still holding the box in front of me.
I did not want to hurt his feelings so I took it. However, I did not open it. I looked at Jason and he was looking at me with sparkling eyes, he was eagerly waiting for me to open the box. So, I started to unwrap the box, layer after layer I carefully removed all the wrappers. It was a navy blue box, the one you get your jewelry in. There must be some jewelry in it. I opened the box and it was a necklace. A silver chain necklace with one black stripe and a small spherical pendant like a crystal ball. There were dandelion seeds placed in the glass sphere. It was beautiful, it looked really costly.
"I...I...love it. It's so beautiful." I said, I was really happy. I saw his face light up and I guess he would have seen the same expression on my face. I was really happy. "But I can't accept this...this looks too costly," I said trying to hand him the box.
"No...No... It's nothing. Please keep it." He said with puppy eyes. "You are not supposed to return gifts... you know that right?" He said with that king smile and the puppy eyes, I was melting.
"But-"
"No but...nothing. Please keep it." He said. "You know what dandelions represent?" he asked.
"I know that if you blow all the seeds out in one try, the person you love would fall for you," I said looking straight into his eyes. And his cheeks became red like tomatoes, he was blushing so hard.
"N...No...NO...it has OTHER meaning too..." He was nervous. He really looks so cute today. This is so different from the strong and masculine alpha aura he has all the time. "It...It symbolizes HOPE AND GROWTH." His cheeks were still red. "As you are going for the interview today I wanted to give you this. I wish that as we only blow dandelion seed when we hope for things you always have hope and I wish just as dandelion seeds fly up in the sky you to move only up and forward in your work life." His eyes suddenly changed; he was serious. And now I felt my cheeks burning and my palms were getting sweaty.
"Thank...Thank you..." I said, "I'll wear it on a special occasion." I added. I wanted to save it for something good but I saw sadness in Jason's eyes for a second when I said that.
"I'm glad you liked it." He said and stepped on the gas.
It was quiet for and minutes felt like years. It was getting so awkward. I don't know what to say. I need to say something.
"So, how's being an alpha going?" I asked. Really Owen. Really. You couldn't think anything better?
"It's good. Can't complain." He said and there was again silence. "So, architecture?" He asked after a few seconds.
"Yup, you know that was my dream," I replied, and again the atmosphere was filled with awkward silence.
"You...You look so good today." He said not looking in my eyes. "I mean you always look good, but you look good today too. Not that I always see you but whenever I see you...you always look good. But you look special today." He was scared and it was so cute.
"I know what you mean, thank you. You look good too." I replied I was blushing so hard, that I felt like my face was on fire. We sat in silence but we reached Mr. Wilson's firm in a couple of minutes. I was really nervous to get off the car so I was just sitting there.
"Hey! You're gonna do great. I believe in you." He only said that looking into my eyes with an encouraging smile. And it worked, I don't know how but it worked. I put the box with the necklace in my bag, nod to him, and get out of the car. "Thank you for dropping me today," I said before I turned around and started walking away.
I enter the building. It is huge, classy, and artistic. With white was and different curves on the wall it is splendid. Of course, this much is expected from the building of one of the best architecture firms in the country. I'm still 10 minutes early so the receptionist led me to the waiting area. It is spacious and well lit, with plain white walls and floor but because of the designs on the walls and the different curves it did not look plain at all, it was like looking at Monalisa. Something so simple but so unique, intriguing at the same time.
After some time the receptionist came and took me to a room. She informed me that the interview will be conducted there. I took a seat and after a couple of minutes, Mr. Wilson came. I knew he was in his forties but he looked so young, he looked like he was in his early thirties. He had a toned body, he was muscular. I'm sure he still spends hours in the gym. He had medium grey hairs but they ate well combed. He was wearing a white suit, this man surely knows fashion. He had these deep brown focused eyes and he was wearing a big smile on his face.
"Hello, Owen! How are you." He said as he took a seat opposite me.
After then we started to talk about my college life, my time away from the pack and then he asked me some questions about architecture too. He is smart, he did not make it seem like he was interviewing me but managed to interrogate me, as an interviewer does. I was nervous at first but I loved talking to him about all the things I learned at college, my ideas, and my goals. Once he was satisfied, he told me that it was nice meeting me and I would be notified of the decision in a week. I thanked him before I left. It was amazing, I could still feel the adrenaline rush in my veins.
I looked at the time once I was out of the room it has been more than half an hour. We talked for more than half an hour. I could not believe that. I was going towards the main gate of the building, from where I entered. But I saw Jason in the waiting area. I rushed into the bathroom before he could see me. Thank god he did not see me.
I look in the mirror, I opened one button of the shirt, rolled my sleeves up a little, and wore the hat I had in my bag. I was looking good, it was a casual chic look. As I was about to close my bag, I saw the dark blue box with the necklace. I debated for a minute but in the end, I decided to put it on. It looked so good on me. I walked out and went straight to the waiting room.
"Jason!" I said. He looked at me and I could see his eyes popping and his jaw dropped to the ground. He stood up slowly and he was looking at me the whole time. He was not even blinking.
"Jason!...Jason!" I said.
"Huh...Ya...Ya..." He said as he focused. "How...How was the interview?" he asked trying to not look in my eyes.
"It was amazing," I replied, I was getting excited just thinking back to it.
"Did you...did you get the job?" He asked.
"They'll let me know in a week," I replied.
"By the way that necklace looks good on you." he said.
"Let's go now," I said and we walked out of the building. I was blushing so had, I just hope he did not notice it.
"Um...Do you want to get lunch? I don't mean I want you to take out to eat, I just thought it is almost lunchtime and you might be hungry. I just thought it would be nice to get something to eat. But you can say no if you have other plans-" He asked me as we sat in the car. He was ranting nervously. I never knew Jason was this cute.
"Sure. I can eat." I replied cutting him. What could I say? I had free time and I don't mind spending a little time with him. He was surprised but then he looked really happy.