Sylvester's Point Of View
My mind was in shambles. I had been so caught up in my anger and rage that I had neglected my connection with Tristan. I wasn't sure what was happening, but I knew I couldn't leave to go help him without first saving the kids.
"It's seems you have more important things to worry about at the moment, no?" Danhiel sneered.
"Last I checked, that's none of your fucking business. Release the Omegas and you can go about your way." I replied.
Though we had no intentions of letting either man go, Kaleb had been looking between Ezekihel and Nohrah worried for a while now. I got the feeling there were weapons behind their backs. I didn't want to be the reason anyone was killed or paralyzed, and we didn't bring a medical team with us.
"Oho? You'll let us go you say? Strange how I don't believe you." Danhiel replied, sarcastically.