Runaway Omega

Meyhymn's Point Of View

Bellamy, my long time friend had asked me for help out of the blue a few days ago. I had nothing to do so I figured why the hell not. However, after arriving here I found out, that this was anything but a simple favor. I was practically one of the best hackers in Delgahtowe. So much so, that I didn't actually have a single identity. The feds pulled me over before arriving here and it was easy to hand them a random ID with fake information on it.

Since the identity was squeaky clean they let me through. That was the first red flag. The second red flag, was the ridiculously beautiful guy in Bellamy's arms. He was so beautiful it was practically unnatural. In my 30 years of life, I doubt I had even seen a woman as beautiful as he was. To make matters worse, this guy had somehow managed to tame the Foolhardy Four Musketeers, it boggled the mind. The third red flag was their preposterous story. The government had a hand in secret facilities, that were covertly making Omegas to thwart the Alpha crisis.

Everything sounded so farcical that it was hard not to laugh at the ludicrous plots. However, those unmarked vehicles and the checkpoints throughout the city made everything a little too real. Not to mention what I found after hacking into the governments systems. It was the fourth and final red flag, one that I would do my best work in revealing to the world.

The government had tagged every Omega born and placed them into a pool of "possibilities" once these Omegas came of age, if they were deemed to have 'desirable qualities' the government would abduct them and hand them off to the facilities to be bred and have their children's DNA spliced with DNA they had synthesized to create the "Ultimate Omega". It was absolutely sickening.

To add insult to injury the poor beautiful guy asleep in Bellamy's arms had drawn the short straw in life by ending up being that Ultimate Omega. He had somehow escaped that hell hole and lived on his own with four other runaway Omegas. It was an incredible feat to pull off. Nearly impossible in any capacity. I felt like I was a shadow hero saving the world. I was not going to let this slip through my fingers.

"Mmm... Bellamy... I'm hungry..."

"Okay Tristan, I'll have Ferdinand cook you something delicious, how's that?" Bellamy replied, rubbing the guys cheek lovingly.

It was so weird seeing the most serious of the four, crumble under the needs of his mate. I couldn't recall a single time where he wasn't scowling, or rolling his eyes.

"Okay listen Meyhymn what we need are Tristan's medical records, schematics of the Delgaide facility, a roster of the employees there, and a compilation of information– baring sensitive info– that we can leak. Okay?" Bellamy said, standing up with Tristan in his arms.

Every now and then Tristan would cast a wary look my way, but after about an hour and a half after I got everything set up, he had finally relaxed and taken a nap in Bellamy's arms. He was awake and hungry now, but he didn't look at me warily, his eyes shined in admiration over what I had found out so far.

After I hacked the first government system, Bellamy had agreed to pay any price. Once I found the information about the abductions he agreed to give me whatever he could reasonably give.

Unfortunately by the time I got through the facilities systems, I was basically begging to do this for free. These disgusting fucks had it coming. The inhumane research and experiments, the countless number of deaths due to failed experiments, the number of missing Omegas, the number of facilities, the number of people involved, and the number of existing underage Omegas that lived in these facilities. I was practically seething once I went through all the information. Worst of all was that Wyhett had declared Cole dead so he could lock him inside a facility and make him pop children out of his mate.

It was all so infuriating and sickening, these disgusting bastards needed the light shown upon their evil deeds, and I was willing to do just that. Out of the quartet Cole was secretly my favorite. He was such a big, rambunctious kid and I could just imagine how well he rounded out his mate and friends.

"Mr. Meyhymn, Sir?" I heard a small voice timidly call out.

I turned around and locked eyes with the most terrifyingly beautiful eyes I had ever seen.

"J-Just Meyhymn is fine... What's up buttercup?"

"Everything you've found and everything you're doing is amazing. I'm really glad to have you here. Hopefully with your help we can save Cole. I don't handle stress very well, so sorry if I bug you or hound you with questions. I just... I've never seen anything quite like this before. I didn't think it was possible to get into their systems outside of the facility. You're a pretty amazing guy. Keep up the good work, let's save Cole together." He finished with a beaming smile.

"Hell yeah!" I replied.

Then Bellamy nodded and walked away. Tristan's eyes had been serene but determined. I could never turn that beautiful face away. I'm pretty glad that I wasn't with them when they all met. I certainly didn't want to fight my friends, but I would have if it came down to it. No way would I be able to share such a person.

Bellamy had long since disappeared, I got back to investigating and stumbled across something that made my eye twitch. I was by no means a biologists or an expert on the human genome but this seemed like it was going to be a big deal. Big enough to rock the fellas lives forever.

'Come to think of it... Didn't Bellamy say he had siblings here too?! Fuuuuuuuck! R.I.P. fellas... I knew thee well.'

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Tristan's Point Of View

"Tristan, the twins cooked food for the kids. Sylvester took Delcain some but he was out like a light." Ferdinand said.

"You can sit here, and eat when it's ready." Bellamy added, sitting down and putting me in his lap.

We were in the 2nd kitchen upstairs, where Sylvester and Ferdinand had inspected everything inside it and the quality of food. It was for a good reason, but it still hurt... Sheila had been one of my closest friends. Since she was a beta she didn't have to do the same tests as we had, she would help hide me all the time. I relied on her since she was 4 years older than me, she helped me through a lot of painful times.

My mind wouldn't accept the fact that she had been a spy here, or worse she had been sent here to hurt me. Once again fate was cruel, to use my friend against me like this. I wanted to cry, but the guys would suffer too and I didn't want that. I couldn't imagine if Delcain was used like that against me, I would surely end my life. The pain would be unbearable.

"Tan?... istan?.... Tristan sweetheart snap out of it." Bellamy said, snapping his fingers in front of my face.

"S-Sorry what?" I asked.

"Eat. The food is done." Bellamy replied.

"What's on your mind? My chest hurts..." Ferdinand said.

"Ah... sorry. Just over thinking things. Thanks for the food Ferdinand." I said.

"Don't mention it love... Bellamy did Meyhymn find anything useful?" Ferdinand asked.

"A wealth spring of information. So much in fact, that you are better off asking him. I don't want Tristan to think about unnecessary things. It's much worse than we thought." Bellamy replied, rubbing my back.

I didn't have a big appetite, so he had made me a simple light lunch since it was closer to dinner time than lunch now, but I just couldn't get out of my head.

"Tristan, if you don't eat your food I'm going to fill your other hole." Bellamy whispered seductively in my ear.

Goosebumps spread across my skin and I shivered. I picked up my fork again and started eating slowly. Bellamy's hands were slowly rubbing my thighs. I could tell it was to comfort me, but it was having a terrible effect on my physical and mental state.

"Is it good?" Ferdinand asked.

"Y-Yes... it's... good..." I murmured.

Granted, my mind was everywhere but on the food. I did want to keep my mind occupied and busy so it couldn't focus on the stress and anxiety that Cole and I were currently feeling, but this was not what I meant.

'Be careful what you wish for, dummy...'

I scarfed down the food and tried to stand, but Bellamy gripped my thighs and held me in place. I looked back at him confused.

"Bellamy...?" I said.

"Tristan, are you full?" Bellamy asked.

"Uhm... yes. I'm fine now...?" I replied.

"Good. Let's test a theory shall we?" Bellamy asked, with a smirk.

"Bellamy? What the fuck are you doing? You look evil as hell." Ferdinand said looking worried.

"Hm? Evil? Nonsense. Since it's safer for Tristan to be close by us at all times, I figured now's the best time to test things out while we have the time. It's better than sitting around and waiting for an invasion to happen right?" Bellamy tried to reason.

"Mmm... Bellamy? You seem to be feeling some intense hostile emotions. Are you okay?" I asked.

He wasn't directing the hostility at me, which only left one other person. And then, what he said this morning dawned on me, and I whipped my head around to face him.

"Shall we test it out now?" He smirked.

"What theory are you talking about, Bellamy?" Ferdinand asked, taking a step backwards.

"The Theory of Relative Distance, of course." Bellamy answered.

My face immediately felt hot. It was exactly as I feared, he was doing something unnecessary again. Not only that but he was becoming his sadistic self again. He slid his hands up my shirt and played with my chest. All the while kissing and licking his mark on my shoulder.

"B-Bellamy... I don't want to do this h-here... Hngh... S-So hot..."

My skin felt like it was going to start boiling. Their marks heated up with every lick, and every pinch of my nipples. My body was in complete ecstasy but the burning pulsing of their marks was a different kind of pleasure all together. I laid my face on the table, trying to absorb the cold into my burning cheeks.

"Bellamy... S-Stop.... Ngh..."

He wasn't listening, and I could swear he was growling. I glanced up at Ferdinand and he was positively covered in sweat, gnashing his teeth, his eyes were flickering. It was like getting a peek at what the others had experienced this morning.

"Hmm? I guess my theory was right. You feel it more keenly the closer you are to Tristan. I didn't lose my composure nearly as fast this morning." Bellamy said laughing.

"You're such an ass Bellamy." Ferdinand groaned.

"I don't want to hear that from you Ferdinand." Bellamy said.

"SERIOUSLY!? AGAIN?!" I heard Sylvester yell from somewhere in the house. My embarrassment was mounting.

"Don't be embarrassed Tristan. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Feel it as much as you want." Bellamy said, picking me up and turning me around to straddle him.

"Bellamy... cut it out... seriously." I groaned. He kept licking my throat, and nibbling at my collarbone.

"Mmm... I don't want to... it's Tuesday after all." He groaned.

He ran his hands up my back then slowly down my spine. He then slipped his right hand into my pants and massaged my ass. My face burned hotter and I could practically feel my pheromones exploding.

"Bellamy! Cut it out, or I'm sleeping with Sylvester tonight!" I yelled.

His hands stilled instantly, and he glared at me with a fierce angry look in his eyes. I shuddered as his eyes flickered darkly between an amber gold and blood red. It was absolutely terrifying, it was like he had truly become angry and selfish.

"Hey, Tristan." He said, his voice was dark and threatening.

"W-What?" I replied, trying to create some distance between us.

"Was that supposed to be part of your fairness is only fair bullshit?" He asked.

"AHH! N-No.... Ngh..."

He forcefully pushed his middle and ring finger into me all at once, and ground them around.

"I thought I told you already... I'm a very greedy and selfish person... and here you are, showing consideration for everyone else at my expense... but where was that same consideration this morning? Hm?" He asked, adding a third finger.

"Bellamy... I'm sorry... Ungh! I-I understand... please stop now... I c-can explain... Augh!"

He was extremely jealous and it was showing. His sexual immodesty was scary before but, being able to feel his actual lust for me while seeing his eyes like this was both tantalizing and terrifying.

"Hmm? I doubt that. C'mon Tristan, I'll show you what I mean." He said, as he took his fingers out of me and threw me over his shoulder. He wiped his hand across Ferdinand's chest and focused his ire at him.

"Don't follow me! Since I didn't interrupt you this morning I expect the same courtesy. Go comfort Sylvester, he's definitely going to need it." He said, pushing Ferdinand aside.

There wasn't any sadness in Ferdinand's eyes. Nothing but pure jealousy glimmered in his eyes. I wanted to punch them both. I thought about calling Sylvester, but the look in Bellamy's eyes was absolutely petrifying.

"Seriously Bellamy?! Isn't this too soon? Don't do this to me man, please." Sylvester said, looking hurt.

"Sorry Sylvester. I was content to let it go earlier... but well, our little Tristan here is a glutton for punishment." Bellamy replied, smacking me hard on the ass.

"Bellamy seriously... please... I said I was sorry... can't we just talk about this?" I pleaded.

I didn't particularly have an aversion to sex anymore, if anything my body subtly craved it all day... but sex with Bellamy was brutal... and I didn't think my heart was prepared for that. I had honestly been planning to fake being tired just so it wouldn't end up being an all night affair. But here he was trying to get the party started before 7pm.

"Tristan, don't push me any more than this. I told you already, I'm a pretty selfish guy. So stop resisting, I can feel your excitement and arousal you know." He said running his hand between my thighs.

"It's not like that Bellamy!"

He wasn't listening anymore, he brushed past Sylvester too, continuing on to his room. However, Sylvester didn't back down like Ferdinand did.

"Tristan what happened? Why's he so pissed off?" Sylvester asked.

"I-I didn't do anything. I was just trying to be considerate and wait till later. But he just... he... Ah!"

"He doesn't need an explanation, Tristan. Just send him to Ferdinand before he can't move anymore. You idiots better not slack on your Night watch duty either." Bellamy said, walking into his room and slamming the door in Sylvester's face.

He stormed deeper into his room and tossed me onto his bed. I slid back towards the headboard of his bed. My heart was pounding so hard, I thought it would pop out of my throat. He didn't look as angry anymore, but his eyes flickered like crazy. He slowly climbed onto the bed, never taking his eyes off me. I felt naked already. He stopped right before reaching my feet and cocked his head at me.

"What is it that you're actually afraid of? Me? Sex? Or the fact that you might absolutely love it and everyone will know?" He asked.

My mouth went dry. The only answer I could have given him was 'Yes', however after this little tantrum he was having, I wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

"Eep!"

He reached out and grabbed my ankle, yanking me directly towards him. It was so forceful my eyes were spinning. He yanked off my pants and boxers, and then my shirt.

"Bellamy...?"

"You're so ridiculously beautiful it's unfair. You're like sexual desire incarnate." He said taking me by the neck and lifting me up towards him.

"I asked you, what are you afraid of...? Will you not answer me?"

I couldn't answer him, his pheromones were unbelievably strong. My body felt heavy and lethargic. I was scared to be sure, but I was more afraid of disobeying Bellamy. It was like some subconscious feeling, like it would only rile him up more.

"I-I don't... know..." I murmured.

"Hmm? So then I should assuage your fears then? Is that it?"

He suddenly flipped me onto my stomach, then ran his tongue down my spine. My eyes widened, because his tongue didn't stop. In fact he lifted my lower half by my thighs, bringing my ass closer to his mouth.

"B-Bellamy don't! This is so fucking embarrassing! Please... Don– AHH!"

"Seriously, I can never get enough of you. Your taste is so incredibly delicious."

"Ungh... AH! Hngh... Fuuck!... Uhh!"

The pleasure wracking my body was unendurable. It started off as small ripples, but the more he groaned with his tongue deep inside me, the more insufferable the throbbing burn from their marks became.

"B-Bellamy... I can't... I-I'm going... to cum... Please s-stop.... AHHH!"

Not only did he not stop, but he added two of his fingers inside me too. I ejaculated instantly. I couldn't catch my breath, and I couldn't escape his tight grasp. He had one arm wrapped tightly around my thighs while he continued to finger and devour me. I was at his mercy, and I couldn't even struggle anymore.

"Tristan...? Should I enter you now? You really panicked the first time." He said, finally letting me go.

I crawled on shaky legs, instinctively trying to get away from him.

"N-No... it's too big... and you dont... l-listen... Ngh..."

He grabbed my ankle again, but he didn't pull me towards him. He just made sure I couldn't move away further. It made me shudder, like a rabbit caught by the foot.

"Hmm? So you either want to take me into your mouth, or your delicious hole. Choose."

I buried my face into his pillow. Neither of those options were exactly appealing. I wasn't joking he was monstrously big, my body was resonating with the pulsing of their marks. I was only getting wetter, as if to taunt him as my body readied itself to accept him. My mouth was already salivating. I was beginning to lose control of my pheromones, now that I had mated them I became keenly aware of my pheromones and of my body.

"Tristan, I'm prepared to take this as your answer." Bellamy said, crawling up behind me.

"I just... just give me... a second..." I breathed on a shaky sigh.

"No can do." He said, as he took off his clothes.

His body was insanely ripped, for a guy who stayed in a lab most his time he was way too fit. It was as if he worked out in his lab every day or did nothing but lift and carry heavy objects in the lab every day.

"Ugh... stop... I know..." I groaned touching Sylvester's mark. The marks were on fire. This time it wasn't my fault. Bellamy was on a sexual war path and he was clearly just getting revved up.

"Oh? Can you feel their anger and jealousy mounting...? I can too but y'know... feeling it only makes me more pissed off..." Bellamy said, lifting me up and sitting me on his lap.

Thankfully he didn't enter me, but his cock was rubbing against my own, and the look in his eyes was even more furious than before.

"Ferdinand felt all this and still decided to be an asshole? Hahaha I'll be sure he knows what hell feels like by the time I'm done."

"Ngh... but what about me? And what about Cole? Is that even fai–"

Bellamy cut off my words with a kiss, then he seized my throat. He gripped my throat so tightly I could do nothing but breath slowly. Any sudden movement only tightened his grip.

"Tristan, I'm going to set a rule... while you are in my room, you are not allowed to care about the others. Don't mention the word fair in any context. If you break these rules I will fuck you continuously until I'm satisfied. If you pass out, I will wait until you wake up to fuck you some more. Do you understand?" He said pulling me closer.

"N-No... Please..."

I couldn't agree to something so unreasonable, what would happen if the others were also in his room with us? That happened twice already today alone. Not to mention I'd never agree to let him screw me until he was satisfied. That's such a vague death sentence.

"Oho? And here I was trying to be reasonable. I guess you really are a glutton for punishment!"

"AHHHH! Bellamy!"

He picked me up by the neck, and slammed me down onto his erection at a startling speed. The pain was astounding, it made the marks flare in searing pain as well. My eyes began to tear up and my vision blurred. I couldn't get enough air in my lungs, I couldn't think at all anymore.

"Will you accept my rules Tristan?"

"Noo... Ugh... too big..."

"You came immediately when I entered you, Tristan. Tell me you enjoy me being inside you. You're insanely wet and tight, you're squeezing me so tightly. It's delicious."

"Don't move... anymore! Seriously... You're so damn... deep inside me... Ungh! No! Mmm... Shiiit!"

"Tristan, I would like an answer please."

"Mngh... noo... I can't... it's not fai– AUGH! Too much! Bellamy! S-Stop! AHHH!"

"There is no fairness in my room Tristan. So stop saying that shit!"

"B-Bellamy... I-I'm cumming... so stop! UNGH! HNGH! ACK!"

"Fuck... You're milking me so well."

He was so deep inside me I felt nauseous. My body was wracked with unimaginable pleasure and unrelenting pain. It was the true definition of being caught between heaven and hell.

"Uhh... Bellamy... You're too big... but... it feels... g-good... so s-scary..." I moaned, gripping his shoulders. My body wouldn't stop trembling my eyesight was wavering terribly.

Suddenly I felt his erection grow larger, snapping me out of my daze. It was unbelievably tight, it was almost like he was knotting inside me, but he hadn't cum yet.

"B-Bellamy...?"

Scared I looked into his eyes, he hadn't gone into rut. He hadn't even lost his sanity, but his cock was just getting bigger and bigger.

"Mmm... I'm beginning to think you really do enjoy getting me riled up... things are about to get a little rough. Be sure to breathe properly." He said withdrawing from my body and putting me on all fours.

"W-Wait... B-Bellamy!"

This position was too much to ask of me at the moment. I was already about to cum again, I was soon to lose consciousness, and he was even bigger now than when we started. He hadn't even cum once yet, and I was already at my limit.

"AAHHHH! Haah Ungh! S-So strong! Ack! HNGH! E-Easy! B-Bellamy slow d-down!"

"Did you have a dry orgasm and then ejaculate again? You seem to really be enjoying this Tristan. Tell me... C'mon tell me how much you love it and how much you want it!"

He seemed set on crushing my insides. He had both his hands around my neck and was pounding into me so forcefully my teeth chattered, and my arms weakened to the point where I couldn't hold my body up any longer. He pulled me up by the neck, pressing my back against his chest and licked his mark on my shoulder. Then he bit me again in the same spot, and I ejaculated, violently.

"Mmm... so good Tristan. I'm about to cum. Accept it deep inside you."

"Hngh! Uhh! So... full... Ungh! Let... Go... please..."

His never-ending torrents were so hot it made my toes curl. He gripped my throat with one hand, while stroking my erection with the other. I could feel another orgasm coming, but I was too tired to chase it. He finally released me, and I fell forward onto his bed. I rolled over to watch him warily, his erection was still hard as steel.

"Don't go passing out just yet Tristan, we still have round two and the shower." He said with a mischievous smirk.

"Bellamy... I'm too tired can we do it in the morning? OUCH! Why do you all wait until I'm talking to inject me?!"

"What are you saying? The nights still young Tristan, let's leave tomorrow's sex for tomorrow." He said, wiping my tears as he slid into me slowly again.

"AHHH! No B-Bellamy... Augh!... W-Wait!"

'Note to self... Tuesdays are brutal as hell.'

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Jehriko's Point Of View

"Our informant said Tristan is in the room on the second floor, 3rd door on the left. She couldn't locate the other kids. She had gotten caught before she could look elsewhere." I said.

"It matters not. Tristan is the key, the others are inconsequential. We were only planning to use them to keep him in line, but he cares about his mate so having Cole should be enough." Wyhett replied.

"Sir, all the men are in position." My lieutenant said, walking up to the tent.

"It's 23:50 wait until 00:00 hours to begin the assault. Aim at all the 2nd floor windows. Be sure everyone has their masks!" I said.

"Yes, Sir!" He replied.

"I had just planned to toss some flash bombs and stun grenades around to draw them out and knock them out. But gassing the whole house? Simply genius Jehriko." Wyhett said, clapping me on my shoulder.

"Well paybacks a bitch. Hopefully I run into Sylvester while I'm in there. I would love to return his kindness." I replied.

That bastard had killed Jezicah. By the time we had bypassed the elevator system and made it to the penthouse floor, she and the two agents with her had been horribly mangled. Stabbed and cut up slowly. It was unforgivable. These idiots lived outside the law and I was going to make sure they paid dearly for it.

"Pop smoke!" I heard someone yell. It was go time.

Ferdinand's estate was a fortified fortress for sure. But if all his men were incapacitated and getting over the thick bushes and foliage was accomplished, then getting inside was simple. Lucky for us, Sheila had made a path through the hedges with a type of acid I had given her. She was supposed to poison their food supply but the guys were much too smart for that.

Wyhett and I walked through the path inside the hedges slowly. Glancing at the house to see if any of the Alphas ran out. So far only servants seemed to be fleeing. We walked around the back to find the back door slightly ajar. Most likely Sheila's doing as well, she was quietly waiting in the brush now, waiting for further instructions.

We slipped inside and made our way up the servant stairs. Wyhett and I went left while 6 of my men went right. As I got closer to the room a feeling of dread washed over me. I turned in time to see the man that had been with Cole that day at Tristan's apartment. He looked extremely pissed. Before he could get closer, Wyhett shot him twice with tranquilizer bullets. He took a few more steps but ultimately collapsed before us.

I opened the door, and there Tristan was sleeping deeply. As mouth-wateringly beautiful as always. He was bundled up in his blankets oblivious to the havoc being reeked. I scooped him up and tasted his lips, I could indeed confirm he had been mated. I didn't taste his natural sweetness nor did I smell his pheromones. It was frustrating as hell.

As we slowly made our way back out I ran into my men there were only 5 this time instead of the 6 that left. One if them was carrying Delcain.

"Sam was killed by Ferdinand before we could tranquilize him properly. It took 5 shots to put him down."

"How frightening." Wyhett laughed.

"We got what we came for, so let's go!" I whispered harshly.

"Mmm... W-What? Who are you?... No let go of me! Put me down!" Tristan said flailing, for some reason he hadn't been knocked out by the gas.

"Quit your struggling or we'll toss this kid from the stairwell!" I said turning his eyes towards the boy in one of my men's arms.

"Del!? No! You assholes! Let him go! I'll go with you so just let him go! Please!" He begged.

"Why when he's clearly a good bargaining tool for you? I think we'll keep him. Now shut up and let's go. Your mate Cole is waiting for you. From what we heard being away from your mate is extremely hard on you. So just accept our kindness and generosity."

Tristan stopped resisting and softly cried. We made our way down the main stairs this time no longer needing to be covert, we could just walk out the front doors now. Suddenly I heard shots being fired from somewhere behind me. Two more of my agents went down. I turned to face our latest threat.

"Nothin' personal boys, but if ya don't put 'em down it's gonna get ugly." The newcomer said.

He was a massive guy, no doubt an Alpha. He had a shotgun in one hand, and a submachine gun in his other. More importantly he had a gas mask on from one of my men.

"Can you shoot us all before we shoot them?" I asked bluffing, while putting my pistol to Tristan's head. This guy wasn't a part of the four troublesome alphas so hopefully he was all brawn and no brains.

"You expect me ta believe that you idiots came all the way here ta kidnap, then kill these kids? Really? Shut the fuck up!"

*Ratt–Tatt..Ratt–Tatt..Ratt–Tatt–Tatt*

Three more of my men were down, and now Delcain laid on the floor. Wyhett tried to reach for him but...

"Aht, Aht, Aht... Mr. Wyhett you don't remember me and that's comforting to know, but Cole is my best damn friend. I'll be sure to pay you back in kind for his suffering." The man said walking closer.

We stepped back towards the door more, while eyeing him carefully. This man had accurate precision.

"Meyhymn... T-Thank you for saving Del... for me... it's okay now... I'll go with them... I-I miss Cole... will you do me a favor?" Tristan asked, not at all concerned about the ears around him.

"No kid... I can't let that happen, you know damn well that they–"

"It's fine! Because I believe in you... So just get the idiots, and do what needs to be done. I've been... away from my mate too long... it's uhm... painful..." Tristan said interrupting the man.

Wyhett opened the doors wide and our men were all positioned in the yard waiting. We outnumbered this beast of a man so he had no choice but to stand down. Or so I thought, but he never lowered his weapons.

"Please, you're no good to me dead Meyhymn. DO YOUR JOB! DON'T FUCKING DIE IN VAIN LIKE THIS!" Tristan exclaimed, tears pouring down his face.

That seemed to knock some sense back into the man, he put the shotgun across his back and scooped up Delcain. Then looked at Tristan nearly heartbroken. If I didn't know any better I'd assume he was Tristan's mate.

"Yea... okay kid... I'm really sorry... I'll finish the job. You can count on me..." He said, slowly backing away upstairs with Delcain still in his arms.

"Yeah that's enough of that bullshit. Take a nap Tristan. You've got a long day ahead of you." Wyhett said, injecting him in the neck with something.

We turned and walked out the door, as my men encircled us, supporting our retreat. We didn't get them all, but we got the best one. It was a small victory.

"I thought for sure we were going to die..." Wyhett sighed and we dashed across the yard towards the cars.

I couldn't agree more, Meyhymn was a frightening opponent, one I didn't want to face ever again.

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Meyhymn's Point Of View

I felt like shit, I couldn't believe my ears or eyes. I could have saved him, but it was like he was begging me to let him go. Like he knew something I didn't. He kept saying he missed his mate, but he had four of them. It just wasn't adding up.

I had been watching the CCTV after hearing multiple windows shatter from up above me. Shocked to see so many suits in the yard and coming into the house. One of them eventually made their way down to me and received a hole in his chest for his troubles. I took his mask and submachine gun then reviewed the cameras some more. They had knocked Sylvester out first in the kitchen downstairs. Bellamy outside his bedroom. And Ferdinand outside Delcain's room. It was terrifying watching Ferdinand, he bit the guys throat out while taking darts to the back.

However, watching them dangle Delcain's unconscious body over the stairwell to threaten Tristan was the last straw for me. That poor kid had suffered so much already and still had more to go. I would help him in any way I could. I opted to bring everyone to the hallway juncture at the top of the stairs. I even went to get Sylvester from the kitchen. Before I woke them with the adrenaline I snagged from Bellamy's lab, I ran up the stairs to the playroom and hit the intercom button.

"Hey psycho twins I need your help. The kids will be fine as long as they don't open this door. So C'mon."

They came out and the other kids looked at me in wide eyed shock.

"Mister, are you a giant? You're so huge! Can I ride on your shoulders? Oh I should probably ask big brother Tristan first though." The tiny girl said.

I knelt down and shook her hand.

"My name is Meyhymn, it's nice ta finally meetcha. I'll ask your big brother if it's okay later and then if he says yes then I'll let ya sit up there for as long as ya want. I have to take your favorite Alphas for a bit though is that okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, they seem antsy. Go let them get it out of their systems first then bring them back." The older girl said.

"Roger that." I chuckled.

"Girls don't use the oven without Kaleb okay? Work on your numbers and letters while we are gone. I want you to be able to tell me everything you did while we were away." Raihne said.

"Be good Arrisa." Payhne added.

Then they pulled the door shut, it sealed with a quiet thunk. We had barely made it to the stairs before Payhne lost his patience.

"What the hell is happening? No way they'd have you pull us away from the girls if it wasn't an emergency." He said.

"That's just it... they didn't..." I said as we approached the group of unconscious men. They would no doubt fly off the handles when they woke up, but I needed someone to make sense of Tristan's last words. The twins gasped at the sight of everyone passed out in the hallway.

"What the hell is this?!" Payhne yelled.

"What's going on? W-Wait where's Tristan?" Raihne said, beginning to take off. I grabbed him by the collar, and slowly shook my head.

"It's no use... help me wake them instead... they will be... quite inconsolable." I said.

I took out the vile and stabbed a syringe into it. I repeated this process four times and handed a syringe to the twins as well. I woke Delcain first, the twins woke Bellamy and Ferdinand, and then I woke Sylvester. Everyone reacted the same at first sitting straight up and gripping their chests.

"SHIT! TRISTAN!" Bellamy yelled.

He too tried to stand, the twins held him in place, shaking their heads. At once, the Alphas eyes began to glow fiercely.

"Look I get how you're feeling, but I need you to focus. I need you to make sense of his last words... I could have saved him... but he wouldn't let me. He only let me save Delcain. But his words didn't make sense. So FUCKIN FOCUS!" I yelled.