Runaway Omega

I woke up early the next morning, still groggy from the long night before. I wiggled out of bed, careful not to wake Arrisa and Sable, and made my way to the bathroom. I took a hot shower, scrubbing every inch of my body thoroughly. Once I was out and dressed, I made my way to the kitchen. Delcain was already sitting at the counter, drinking milk.

"Thought for sure you'd sleep longer." He said, taking another sip of milk while scrolling through his phone.

"Well Sable wanted french toast for breakfast, and I promised to make it." I replied.

"So? Did you break your rule?" Delcain asked.

"No... I told you I refuse..." I said with a sigh.

"Mmm... you were so covered in their pheromones, I feared the worse." He said with a shrug.

"I didn't break my rule but... I don't know how much longer that will remain true..." I said grabbing a large mixing bowl and whisk.

Delcain choked on his milk, "Please tell me you're joking."

"I don't really know what happened, it's all a blur. There was a guy named Ferdinand. Everything in me said he was dangerous, but every time he spoke I wanted to agree to everything. I apparently have a date with four alphas on Sunday." I said grabbing the milk, bread, cinnamon, eggs, and butter as I spoke.

"You frickin' dummy. I thought I told you not to let your guard down!?" He whispered harshly.

"I didn't mean to. I used the suppressant and everything! Nothing worked!" I said.

"Hmm? Then that guy must be a Dominant Alpha then. In which case, you're fucked." Delcain said with a sigh.

"Don't say that. What do I do?" I pleaded.

"How much did they pay you?" He asked.

"Well, that's another thing... That briefcase has a lock on it, and I can't get the combination until I go on the date Sunday..." I mumbled.

"Then I was right. You're fucked. It's not like you can hide from them. They know where you work. You'll be at the mercy of Barthélemy if they show up there again. Plus, they could just keep handing you locked briefcases until you break."

"Ngh! Fuuuck! I hate this. My body doesn't listen to me around that guy. It's terrifying!"

"Well then get ready to break your rule, then."

"Ugh... I should just quit and break the case open, then we'd have enough money to get me another job..." I said, mixing the contents in the bowl.

"And if there's no money in the case, then what?" Delcain retorted.

"Uuugh! Who's side are you on anyway!?" I exclaimed.

"Yours of course, but reality is cruel. Not to mention we were groomed in that place. Do you really think that shit won't kick in around four alphas?" Delcain asked, grabbing the bacon from the fridge.

"You know... it felt like it would yesterday. All four of them kissed me, and my legs wouldn't even work after they left."

"Yeah. I imagine that Dominant Alpha played a major roll in that. Be glad he didn't interfere sooner. You might have caved and actually serviced them all last night." Delcain replied, laying the bacon out on a cookie sheet.

"I wish I could take you with me..." I said, sulking.

"Nooo thank you. The one promise I made was to not get involved with male alphas. It's just too damn much. I already hate my body. I don't want to feel even more less than a man." He said putting the pan in the oven.

"What's that supposed to mean? Am I less than a man?" I asked pouting.

"No, but let's face it, you're more beautiful than most Omega women. Your competition is slim to none. I doubt a female Alpha could be with you without getting jealous. Also, you embrace yourself and your personality. I've been rejecting myself all my life. Also be real with me for a moment, you don't hate being pampered right? You just don't want to end up like Auntie Seraphine, right?" Delcain asked resting his head on my shoulder.

"True, I'd rather not have to work and be taken care of, but realistically I don't think that would end well. I'd get too comfortable."

"Yeah... I'd rather take care of my mate forever. Though I'd make you a kept Omega in a heartbeat if I was an Alpha. Hahaha." He said, grabbing a skillet and putting it on the stove top.

"Yeah, that would have been nice. Sable, Arrisa, and Kaleb would be our terribly adorable kids." I quipped.

"So maybe it won't be so bad if they choose you permanently?" He asked.

"How do you even mate with more than one Alpha? That's frickin' crazy!"

"Our DNA is rather specific. Jesus, do you remember nothing?"

"I spent most my days plotting my escape soooo..."

"Ngh... listen the problem is, if they figure it out, they can also figure out where you came from. Unless there's a hell in which exists multiple labs, we'll be caught for sure."

"Now I want to go even less."

"Good morning big brother Tristan. Big brother Delcain." Arrisa said, rubbing her eyes.

I nearly jumped out my skin at the small voice interrupting us.

"Good morning Arrisa. Go wash up, breakfast is almost ready. Wake the others too, okay?" I said.

"No need to wake me I'm already up. Just go wake Sable." Kaleb said shuffling into the kitchen.

"Good morning, Kaleb. Make sure you shower, we'll go to the bank after breakfast, okay?" I said.

"I know..." He replied, still groggy.

I began making the French Toast in earnest while everyone got ready. Delcain made the table and checked the bacon. The kids slowly started to file back into the kitchen. Delcain made their plates as they arrived, giving them two pieces of toast and two pieces of bacon. They each went to sit at the table in turn.

"Do you want apple juice, or orange juice?" I called out.

"Apple!" Sable yelled.

"Apple!" Arrisa said.

"Orange..." Kaleb mumbled.

"On it." Delcain replied.

He poured their drinks as I finished our portions. I plated our food and brought it to the table as well. Delcain poured me a cup of apple juice as well, while he poured himself some orange juice. We sat and ate quietly, Arrisa grinning from ear to ear.

"Is it good Arrisa?" Delcain asked chuckling.

"Mhm! Big Brother Tristan is the best cook in the whole world!" She exclaimed.

"Aww I made the bacon though..." Delcain playfully pouted.

"Big bro Del is a close second." She said, drawing her thumb and index finger together to emphasize how close.

"Well, you can't beat that, huh, Sous Chef Delcain?" I asked teasingly.

"Do you guys work today?" Sable asked.

"I don't. Tristan goes in at 1pm. Why? Would you like to go somewhere today, Sable?" Delcain asked.

She nodded her head.

"Okay, then we can all go to the bank together and then go to a park and have lunch there too. How does that sound?" I asked.

"Yay! Okay!" Arrisa and Sable replied.

I felt bad for the younger kids, they had some electronics to tide them over and a bunch of games, both electric and board games, but they never got to leave home without Delcain or me. We tutored them in our spare time, but the younger ones were having a hard time, which meant they could easily get lost.

One thing Delcain and I noticed once we got to the city of Sayenrio, was that the Omega: People ratio was almost less than 1:200. Meaning it was very common for Omegas to get kidnapped or go missing. There were more Alphas than any other species, and Omegas were being sold on the black market left and right. Arrisa and Sable had an ethereal beauty.

Arrisa with her mauve colored hair and cerulean blue eyes, Sable with her sunset orange hair and emerald green eyes. At ages 7 and 9 they were prime picks for being groomed as pet Omegas. Delcain and I had promised both their mothers, that if we ever made it out, then we'd let them choose how to live. Instead of growing up in the lab as another breeding machine. Sable's mother passed away while giving birth, but Arrisa's mother refused to have any more children for fear of having another girl and was killed.

I could never allow that fate to befall the girls left in my care. So, I would do everything I could to keep them smiling. After breakfast we all got dressed and ready to leave. It was almost autumn, so the sun wasn't as harsh in the afternoon anymore. Delcain drove us to the bank where only Kaleb and I got out.

We walked up to a table with forms to fill out, and I walked him through the process. He was better at numbers than letters, but he learned pretty quickly.

"So, you put my name or Delcain's name on this top line. The amount goes here, and it's 6,757 corra. Then you put the account number here. Do you remember the number?" I asked.

"Um... 8362325... right?" He replied.

"Yes, exactly. Then, here it says pay to, you put Sycamore Lofts... Got it?" I asked.

"Yeah. But now what do I do with this form?" He asked.

"This way..."

We walked to the bank teller and handed her the form.

"I'd like to make a payment, please." I said.

"Of course. Let me look over the form." She said.

After taking the form, she scanned it and then stamped it. She then proceeded to print out a new form.

"Your payment for this month has been processed. Here is the receipt, please keep it with your documents."

"Yes of course. Also, this is my little brother Kaleb he may come from time to time to pay in my stead if I'm stuck at work." I said.

"Well, well, such a reliable younger brother. Do have a great day. I'll see you next month." The teller replied.

"They don't care about people sending money, but if you try to make a withdrawal you will need to show your identification card. And you are not of the legal age to make those transactions. Be careful." I said to Kaleb as we walked out of the bank and back to the car

"All done?" Delcain asked.

"Yep! Onward to the park!" I declared.

"Yay!" Sable exclaimed.

"Tristan, you seem more excited than the kids you know?" Kaleb said.

"You're still a kid too..." I sang.

Delcain pulled up to a large park with a huge jungle gym and play area. The kids barely let the car park before taking off and running towards the play zone, Kaleb included.

"I suppose they really needed this." Delcain said with a laugh.

"I mean there's nothing like this you know where, so they must really love this place. As long as they are smiling, I'm content, I always wonder if I screwed up by bringing them too. Sable still has nightmares but never talks about it. Arrisa is so young but never asks for anything other than what to eat." I said to Delcain as we walked towards the park.

"Yeah, and Kaleb is in his rebellious phase I often worry if he'll end up doing something stupid and involve the girls and we lose them. I bought Sable a phone yesterday when I got off work. Just because I was stressed about it." Delcain said, sitting on a bench next to the play area.

"Yeah, you're not wrong. I'm glad to have you with me Delcain. I definitely couldn't do this without you." I said, ruffling his hair.

"Tristan! Come push me!" Sable yelled from the swings.

"Alright I'm coming." I said, heading off towards her.

We spent hours playing at the park and a few other kids showed up to play with the kids as well. At noon we went to a food truck nearby and ordered hotdogs, burgers, and chips for everyone. Then we sat at a table and chowed down.

"Tristan it's time..." Delcain said, worry in his amber eyes.

"Awww no. Please stay for a little longer Tristan!" Arrisa whined.

"I'm sorry sweetie, but big brother Tristan has to go to work so he can spoil you rotten later. Next time let's go shopping and buy you guys some new clothes. And don't forget Delcain will be home, you guys can come back to the park later okay." I said, ruffling her mauve hair.

"I don't like having fun without big brother Tristan..." Sable murmured.

"Aw don't say that. I work so much so you can have fun with or without me. I'll be sad knowing you're bored or lonely without me, so keep smiling for me, okay Sable? Even if I'm not around, smile when you're genuinely happy." I said grabbing her cheeks with my palms and kissing her face all over.

She laughed and smiled brightly saying, "Okay, but only for big brother Tristan," melting my heart like snow in the summertime.

"Aw... not for your big bro Delcain?" He asked.

"Delcain, you worry too much, it stresses me out..." Sable retorted.

"Hahaha. He just cares about all of us, very much sweetie. I'd be lost without Delcain. Don't bully him too much. He has a good reason to worry. I worry too you know?" I said, picking up Sable and heading to the car.

"You worry too, Tristan?" She asked, eyes wide.

"Of course. Everything I do is for you guys. I don't know what I'd do if you disappeared. I'd cry and cry and cry." I said.

"Yeah. You should see him at work, all he does is worry. So call him when you want to hear his voice. Text him when you want to talk." Delcain said.

"Yes, you can learn your letters better if you text me. I'd love to read your messages at work." I said.

We got into the car and Delcain drove to the club. Sable hugged me the longest when I got out of the car. Delcain was leaning against the car door, waiting for her to get it all out of her system. After kissing her head and then Arrisa's, I walked around the car to hug Delcain.

He pressed his forehead to mine saying, "Be careful Tristan. Call when you're off, and don't stay too late today."

"It's okay, I'm off at 8pm today. It should be fine."

"Do you have your inhibitors and suppressants?" Delcain asked.

"Yup. In my bag. Take care of the kids for me too, okay?" I said, taking a step back.

"Hmph. Of course." He replied.

I turned and headed into the building. Truth be told I didn't want to go. I'd love to just laze around with them in the house all day. I had to keep telling myself that it was for their sake I worked at all. Another alarming thing Delcain and I found, was that Omegas were not permitted to work regular normal jobs. Their heats and pheromones could disturb the workplace, so the only jobs for Omegas resided in the adult entertainment industry.

We constantly worried about the girls' futures. Especially since they wouldn't understand if we told them now and they would worry for their brothers more.

"I heard he sucked 15 cocks yesterday."

"I heard he's going to have an orgy on Sunday."

"Must be nice to only need to work the tables and still make enough to not come in, in the morning."

'Yup... Mahayla is definitely spreading nasty rumors again.'

I ignored them and headed to the locker room get changed. I didn't like the outfit, but I couldn't deny how much I loved the white leather knee high boots. They weren't stiletto heels but tall wedge heels. So they were comfortable and extremely fashionable.

The first few hours of work were a blur. There were many patrons coming and going, so time went by rather quickly. I sat at the bar eating BBQ chicken wings on my break, when another commotion broke out near the main doors. I didn't pay any mind, knowing that if it was another large group, my lunch break would be cut short, again.

"Sir, shall I show you to your suite?" I heard the manager ask.

"No, it's fine, he can do it." Came a voice that immediately made me freeze mid bite into my chicken.

The current bartender, Blaize, went wide eyed as he looked between me and the impending doom behind me. Suddenly I felt arms wrapped around my waist, and audible gasps around me.

"Good afternoon, Tristan. Will you show me to my suite?" He said.

"Ah... how unfortunate that you asked me while I'm on break. Also, I'm covered in Barbecue Sauce, be careful or you'll stain your clothes." I said, not turning around.

I didn't need to, I could never forget his voice. Ferdinand left quite the impression last night.

"Gah! How inconsiderate! You will stop what you're doing and take him to VIP Room #3 right now, dumbass!" Barthélemy yelled.

Suddenly, the rich heady smell of leather and vanilla encased the area making the bartender cover his nose.

"It's fine. Tristan is the only person here allowed to speak freely to me. How rude would I be if I made him stop eating and cut his break short. He can just eat his lunch with me." Ferdinand said, picking me up again in a Princess Carry.

"Wha!? I'll do no such thing. Put me down please."

"Could you have some Barbecue and Garlic Parmesan wings sent to Suite #3, and a basket of fries." He said to the bartender, ignoring me completely.

"I can walk on my own! Could you put me down now?" I said.

"You promise not to run away?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

I couldn't reply, I was indeed planning to run and hide. My inhibitors and suppressants were in my locker since I had no pockets, and the inside chest pocket I made was currently holding my phone to respond to Sable's adorable messages.

"Hahaha, you're so honest. I really can't get enough of it." Ferdinand laughed.

His pheromones, coupled with his large intimidating build and aura, was frightening. I could only swallow dryly while shrinking away from him. Everyone was staring, and I could just hear the rumors exploding out of proportion.

We reached the room, and he sat me on the chair by the door. He then took off his oversized mink coat and draped it over the back of the sofa. Afterwards he sat on the sofa, looking at me the whole time as I licked the BBQ sauce off my fingers. There was a knock on the door, and the manager appeared with a busboy carrying the requested food.

"Tristan? Why aren't you sitting with our guest?!" Barthélemy asked.

"I was sat here by said guest. I'll eat right here thank you." I said, snatching the fresh wings out of his hands.

"It's fine... He'll come to me when I request it." Ferdinand said full of confidence.

I rolled my eyes and began eating quickly. The busboy passed me some wet nap packs and quickly beat feet back to his work, as Barthélemy left behind him. I finished my wings, wiped my hands, and threw the paper basket into the trash. When I looked up at Ferdinand he was staring directly at me, while eating his wings.

I quickly averted my eyes, trying my best not to look at him, when my phone suddenly chimed. Since I was technically on my break, I had turned the ringer back on.

"You can check it. You're still on your break are you not?" Ferdinand said with a smirk.

I heaved a sigh and took out my phone. It was from Sable.

—Wurk hard. Big Brother. Del is wurryd abowt yew! I mis u!

I couldn't help but chuckle at her horrible spelling. I quickly sent a reply.

—You should (work) on your spelling with Del. I'm (worried) (about) your progress. Lol I will see (you) in 5 hours! I (miss) u too my sweet baby sister!

I sent the message, not so subtly correcting her spelling, and then stared at her messages. She had sent me about two messages every hour. Usually telling me what everyone was doing, or that Del was pacing and worrying. It was really adorable.

"From one of your siblings I presume?" Ferdinand asked startling me. I had completely forgotten my situation for a moment.

"Y-Yes... it was from my little sister. She was just telling me she missed me." I replied, putting my phone away.

My break was technically over, but I didn't want to get back to work either.

"When is your break over?" Ferdinand asked, making me flinch.

I could lie and say 20 more minutes but what difference would it make. He would clearly stay the entire time and then some.

"It was over two minutes ago..." I mumbled.

"Hmm... good." He said as he continued to eat.

"Why did you come today?" I asked, addressing the elephant in the room.

"Because I wanted to see you of course. I also wanted to talk to you without the others... And because the wings were pretty good." He said with a sly smile.

"Mhm... I'm sure..." I said.

"It's the truth." He retorted.

"Why lock the briefcase? What good is money I can't use? If there's even money in it."

"To ensure you came to our date of course. Why else?" He said with a casual shrug.

I had figured that was the case, but it still didn't make me want to go. Ferdinand finished his wings and fries, then wiped his hands with the wet naps as well.

"What happened to your parents that you are taking care of your siblings by yourself now?" He asked.

"My mother was killed, by my father. So naturally I wasn't going to let misfortune befall my siblings too." I said, looking at my tightly clenched fists.

"Tristan?"

"Yes...?" I asked hesitantly.

"Come." Ferdinand said, his deep voice and scent slowly permeating the room.

"Hngh... I-I'm okay right here." I replied.

I could already feel my body heating up and my face reddening.

"Tristan, I will not ask a second time." He said his pheromones flaring.

"Ugh..."

I lumbered to my feet, taking slow measured steps towards him. He immediately seized my waist and pulled me to his lap. Then took a deep breath into my neck. As he continued to breathe me in, his pheromones intensified.

My body swayed as my mind fogged up once again. My mouth began to salivate, and my heartbeat sped up. He groaned into my neck sending tremors throughout my body.

'This is dangerous! He is dangerous!'

"Why do you... D-Do that? I can't think straight... at all..." I said, breathing heavily.

"Do what? Cover you in my scent?" He asked, licking my neck.

"I-I don't... know... w-whatever this is... that you're d-doing..." I stammered.

"Haha... I can't control it with you. It doesn't happen any other time. You just smell so good, you make my own pheromones come out in full force." He said, slowly roaming his hands all over me.

"I-I h-have a q-question..." I said, trying to stop his hands as my body shuddered.

"Ask me anything..." He said, moving his lips further down my neck and to my chest.

"Aren't Alpha's supposed to have one mate? How come none of you seem bothered about sharing me?" I said, placing my hand over his mouth to stop his decent.

I couldn't take his sensual petting anymore. I could feel myself getting an erection and the latex uniform was about to be a problem. He slowly and sensually licked my palm, his tongue ring making its presence known once again. I immediately took my hand away, staring at him in horrified shock.

"Well, no one can go against what I say so it doesn't bother me much. An Omega can only have one mate, but I've heard it's possible to have more than one. There is a process that must be followed but it's not impossible." He said, before kissing me deeply.

His tongue licked every space in my mouth as I fought to breathe. His kisses were a serious problem, I could feel myself losing consciousness due to lack of oxygen. He released me as soon as my eyes began to roll backwards, licking my lips as I gasped for air.

"You taste good too. Where the hell did you come from? It's like you were created for me to taste you." He groaned, nipping at my collarbone.

His words wiped my hazy mind clean, and I instantly tensed up. In a way, he was so on the nose that I was terrified. Splicing our DNA as embryos gave the scientists all the help they needed to ensure that we were made to perfection. Coupled with the tests and routine injections given to us the first 4 years of our birth, they were able to create the epitome of a perfect Omega.

"Tristan...?" Ferdinand asked, looking at my eyes.

The worst part is that the majority of people either thought we were a myth, or a flat out lie. So stumbling upon an Omega from Delgaide, would be the ultimate find.

"Ah! Don't!" I said, grabbing his wrist.

Ferdinand had begun to slip his hand into the bottom of my uniform groping my ass over the fishnet stockings.

"You seemed distracted. You should focus on me more." He said, moving his hand closer to my entrance.

"I told you already... I don't do this... just sitting on your lap is too much... And don't even get me started on your deadly kisses!" I said.

His strong heady pheromones overpowered my will in an instant. I slumped to his shoulder trembling uncontrollably. I could feel my entrance becoming wet and I couldn't control my own pheromones anymore.

"What time are you off today, Tristan?" Ferdinand asked, forcefully groping my ass.

"...8... O'clock..." I said, struggling to breathe.

"Hmm? Four hours? Entertain me for those four hours. I'll compensate you well." He said, then slowly sucked on my neck and collarbone.

"E-Entertain you... H-How?" I asked, now squirming in his lap.

"Mmm... How indeed..." He said with a chuckle.

Goosebumps formed on my skin, I could feel his erection pressing against my ass as he slowly rolled his hips. I could tell that this guy would be a huge problem.

"Do you know that your pheromones are getting stronger? I can practically taste you on the air." He said, taking me by the waist and grinding me into his erection.

The sensation was mind-numbing. He said my pheromones were heavy but his filled my lungs and flooded my body. I couldn't get my bearings, and it felt like my heat cycle was about to start. If it did, this Alpha would go into a serious rut, and I didn't think I would survive that, lead alone walk out of here.

"Y-You have to s-stop now... Ungh... I think... Hngh... your pheromones... A-Are making me... G-Go into h-heat." I said gripping his shoulders to steady myself.

"Hm? Is that a bad thing? It just means your body is enjoying this, right?" He said, his voice dropping an octave as he ground into me harder.

"Ngh! I-I don't want to d-die... AH!... I don't want to d-do this... a-at work either... you keep causing... problems... f-for me... Uhh!" I said breathlessly.

I had a full-on erection now, and I could no doubt feel my ass becoming wetter in my uniform.

'At this rate it will run down my thighs if I stand up!'

Even if nothing happened, it would definitely look like something happened.

Ferdinand's movements slowed and I slumped back down onto his shoulder. I was so close to ejaculating that my erection was twitching constantly and leaking pre-cum.

"Hmm... are you saying I should take you out of here to continue?" Ferdinand said with a lascivious grin, his golden eyes shining mischievously.

"No! I don't do that. Or this, for that matter. Whatever the hell this even is." I said.

I was already exhausted, his pheromones were slowly suffocating me. I couldn't afford to pass out, since there was no telling what he would do to me.

"Yes, right this way gentlemen, your other acquaintance is already inside." I heard Barthélemy on the other side of the door and immediately stiffened.

Ferdinand repositioned me to sit sideways on his lap instead of straddling him, while letting out a mumbled curse.

The door opened and everyone stopped and tensed up. I could only imagine what the room smelled like. The manager immediately covered his mouth and nose, while the other surprise visitors looked on in sensual excitement. I however, wanted the ground to swallow me whole.

"Ferdinand, you sly fox. You know, we tried to call you?" Cole said, being the first to walk in.

"Just how long have you been here, for the room to smell like this?" Sylvester said looking wounded.

"Tristan play with us too, won't you?" Bellamy asked, the last to walk in.

"Tristan, I expect you to meet all their needs, or you can forget about coming back to work!" Barthélemy said, glaring at me.

My face reddened in anger at his implications.

"I'm clocking out at 8pm whether they are still here or not! I've told you countless times that, I. DON'T. DO. THOSE. KINDS. OF. SERVICES! You keep saying unnecessary shit and it's pissing me off. If you want to fire me, go right ahead! I won't sell myself for you or anyone else!" I yelled.

Barthélemy's face turned red with anger, and he stormed in past the new arrivals and stopped in front of me raising a hand. I glared back up at him, standing my ground... Before he could slap me, Sylvester grabbed his wrist tightly.

"It's alright Mr. Manager, we are well aware of Tristan's rule, and we would never force him into something he didn't want to do. Where's the fun in that?" He asked.

"Yes. You can leave now, thank you for your hospitality." Bellamy said.

Barthélemy twisted his wrist free and headed for the door. He stopped and turned to look at me and said, "I expect you in my office after your patrons leave. You clearly need to know your place!" Before slamming the door.

"Ugh... Fuck!" I murmured.

"Sheesh, what a heartless guy..." Cole muttered.

"Right? Who could ever strike such a beautiful face?" Sylvester asked.

"Why are you guys here? You're ruining my quality time with Tristan." Ferdinand said his golden eyes stern.

"What can I say? We missed his face...?" Sylvester replied.

"Sooo? What were you doing?" Cole asked, wiggling his brow with a knowing smile.

They all took their seats after taking off their coats. Looking at me and Ferdinand, as if expecting an answer.

"I was enjoying Tristan's company as I ate." Ferdinand said softly gripping my ass.

"Hmm? Can I have him Ferdinand?" Cole asked looking curious.

"Do what you want... with Tristan's permission of course." Ferdinand replied, giving me a slight push.

"C'mere Tristan." Cole said beckoning me over.

"I-I um... I don't think I can stand up... right now..." I answered honestly.

My legs were shaking uncontrollably, so I knew I wouldn't be able to stand without falling.

"Yeah, it would appear Ferdinand got carried away with his pheromones... can I pick you up?" He asked, not relenting at all.

I looked back at Ferdinand, and he shrugged his shoulders giving my ass a light tap.

I nodded my head to Cole, and he quickly stood and scooped me up. He sat down a little closer to Ferdinand this time and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I didn't get to enjoy your company like Bellamy and Ferdinand yesterday. I was feeling left out... Man you really do smell so damn good... Even if Ferdinand's scent clings to you, your smell is so much stronger." He said, taking a deep whiff of me.

"Uh... um... I have a question..." I said, feeling slightly uncomfortable with how much he kept smelling me.

"What is it beautiful?" Cole asked.

"Are any of you Dominant Alphas?" I asked, remembering what the manager and Delcain said.

"Well we're all Dominant Alphas, but Ferdinand is what we like to call a super Dominant Alpha. Although, you have to at least be a Dominant Omega. Seeing as you can resist our requests, and you're not completely naked right now even though Ferdinand's pheromones are saturating this room. Right?" Sylvester replied instead.

I didn't know. If it was something they knew at the lab they never said anything about it. I can imagine they didn't want us to resist our owners. It made sense the more I thought about it. Only Alphas with incredible genes were selected to breed with the Omega women.

"I-I'm not sure... no one ever said anything like that to me..." I said, causing everyone present to stare in open shock.

"Hm? Should we test it then?" Cole asked.

"H-How?" I asked scared.

"It's easy, and you don't have to do much but listen. Okay?" He said rubbing my back comfortingly.

"O-Okay..." I agreed.

"Great... Now, kiss me." Cole said, his hazel green eyes gleaming.

I couldn't do anything but stare in shocked confusion... Then a mellow woodsy smell struck my nose. Like a forest after it rained. I wrinkled my nose and looked at Cole questioningly.

"I said, kiss me." He repeated.

My pulse began to speed up, my breathing labored. The woodsy scent intensified all at once, like laying on the ground of a forest in a storm. My body swayed and my vision blurred.

"Tristan, kiss me." Cole said again running his hand up my thigh.

I shivered hard and my body tensed up. My mind was hazy and slow to assimilate information. My body grew hotter and everyone sucked in a sharp breath.

"You did good Tristan. You definitely have to be a Dominant Omega at the very least." Cole said giving me a chaste kiss. He then deepened his kiss, rubbing my inner thigh with his thumb.

He broke the kiss with a subtle chuckle, "Hahaha you really are intoxicating Tristan. Your pheromones overpower mine easily." He said, playing with the ends of my hair.

"Can I try, Cole?" Sylvester asked.

"Tristan?" Cole asked.

"You guys are going to drive me into a corner with this. I can't move my legs anymore." I said worried.

"It's okay, I'll come get you." Sylvester said, standing up.

He picked me up and carried me to the lounge chair he was sitting in. Unlike Cole, Sylvester positioned me to straddle him like Ferdinand did.

"Tristan, did you know? You're really wet down here." He said running his hand from my crotch to my ass. My face reddened instantly.

"I wonder... who made you this way? Cole? Or Ferdinand?" He said, the last name was said as he squeezed my crotch gently, feeling my semi-hard erection.

"Hngh... D-Don't..." I murmured grabbing his wrist with both hands.

"Since you're already like this I won't go easy on you, like Cole did." Sylvester said biting my chest.

"Ngh! Ah! S-Stop..." I said pushing his head away.

Then a heavy smokey smell assaulted my nose and body. It made me shake uncontrollably, my mind going completely blank and my body positively vibrating as he licked my chest and collarbone.

"Tristan... Kiss me." Sylvester said licking my lips.

"N-No... this... this feels different... W-Wait..." I said, my body heating up even more. His pheromones were so abrasive they pricked my skin.

"Yeah, I'm a stronger Dominant Alpha than Cole... Kiss me, Tristan." Sylvester said as he nibbled at my bottom lip.

"Ungh... Shit..." I murmured. I was at the verge of nearly losing my mind.

"Mmm... your pheromones are fighting me back so hard, but you smell so fucking good I can't stop. I'm sorry... is it painful?" Sylvester asked, grabbing my neck and kissing me so forcefully that the taste of copper filled my mouth.

"Sylvester! Control yourself!" Ferdinand said in a deep commanding tone.

Sylvester immediately let go and rubbed my lip. His face looked apologetic but his smokey gray eyes looked like he wanted more. The blatant lust in his eyes made my body flush with unrestrained heat.

"Shit! Ferdinand, go save him. I don't have that kind of control." Cole said, sucking in a sharp breath.

Ferdinand wasted no time plucking me out of Sylvester's arms and taking me back to his seat. He sat me back in a straddling position and wrapped his coat around my body. I couldn't get enough air into my lungs as I tried to calm down. My heat cycle was definitely being triggered, and I couldn't stop it.

It was terrifying but I could no longer feel my legs. My body was rippling with arousal, and I couldn't calm down.

"Haa... as always, Sylvester went too far..." Bellamy said with a sigh.

"Call me crazy, but I think he's going into heat. This scent is enrapturing, I got an erection instantly." Cole said.

"Yeah... How the hell can you even hold him right now Ferdinand? I feel like I'm about to go into rut right now. What the hell even is this?" Bellamy asked confused.

"I'm sorry guys, but I mean... Can you really blame me? One whiff and I got an erection. That kind of shit doesn't happen... not to us. What the hell is he?!" Sylvester asked.

The conversation was getting more and more dangerous. Not only was I about to send a room of Alphas into a rut, but I was also essentially about to become a wanton cock sleeve. I didn't want any of this, and I definitely didn't want it to happen at my job. It was quite the conundrum...