Chapter - 8 A Terrible Reality

Delcain's Point Of View

"Del, when is Tristan coming back?" Kaleb asked me.

"Not sure... might not be tonight. It's already 10pm so–" My words were cut off as my phone vibrated in my pocket.

"Ah... speak of the devil... he's calling right now." I said as I answered the phone.

"Hey Tristan. What's up? How's–"

—Come get me.

"Where are you? Work? What's wrong? Why are you whispering?"

—Too many questions. I'm at a casino called The Golden Lion. Come get me right now.

"Okay... I'll be right there."

—Don't bring the kids... I'll be... waiting outside...

"Okay, but why no–"

*Click*

"What the hell?... Kids, I'm going to go get big brother Tristan. Stay here. Don't open the door for anyone. I'll be right back. You guys get ready for bed." I said, grabbing my jacket and keys.

"We can't go with you?" Sable asked pouting.

"Not this time sweetie. Go get ready for bed. I'll be back." I said as I kissed her head and headed out the door, taking care to lock both locks behind me.

I ran down the stairs as fast as I could and jumped in the car. I queued up the GPS and searched for the casino. It was 15 minutes away. I started the car and took off, I was worried. Tristan didn't sound good, not only that but he didn't want the kids to see him, so something must have happened.

Tristan had sent texts and pictures of him looking happy on his dates but they had stopped after the second one. I figured he was just having too much fun to send anything, but something else must have happened. I sped through the streets and back roads avoiding as many lights as I could.

I pulled up to a massive hotel with blinding lights everywhere. Tristan was standing there looking uncomfortable as some guy was clearly trying to hit on him. I pulled up and honked the horn and Tristan immediately came over leaving the guy standing there looking perplexed.

Tristan opened the back door and threw his duffel bag in the back, then got into the passenger seat. The scent of several Alphas assaulted my nose at once, and I grimaced. It was a different kind of smell that clung to him. As if he had been marked by their bodily fluids. The implication wasn't lost on me, as I glanced back at the hotel before driving off.

We got a little ways up the road and I turned onto a side street and parked. Tristan looked at me confused as I turned the car off.

"The kids are still up and they aren't going to want to sleep in their rooms tonight. What happened? You... smell different..."

"I don't even know where to start Del... I'm so tired... I hurt all over... and my mind is so fucked up..."

"Did you have sex with them?"

He didn't answer me, he just looked out the window eyes tearing up.

'He definitely did.'

"Oh... Tristan... what do you want to do?" I asked. Tristan looked scared and sad all at once.

"Runaway..." He murmured.

My eyes widened. That was the last thing I thought he'd say.

"Was it that bad?!" I exclaimed.

"That's not it... ugh... I don't know Del... I can't do this... two of them know... we can't hide from them..."

"They what!? How?"

"I was stupid, Okay? I said too much and they pieced it together..."

"So what did they say? Why are we running away?"

"Ferdinand asked us to move in with him... all of us... they want to keep me forever... but... I..."

"He wants us to move in with him? Already? We barely know that guy! What does he even do?"

"Haha... he's a fucking mafia boss. So is Sylvester for that matter. Cole is the son of a parliament cabinet member, and Bellamy is the owner of B&G Pharmaceuticals... we're so fucked..." Tristan said tears streaming down his face.

Whatever happened today had him well and truly freaked out, and when he spiraled like this it was usually when he felt powerless. He was the same way when he came crying to me about his final escape.

Something had happened after his mom died that sent him spiraling. I never asked what it was because to me it didn't matter, I'd follow Tristan through the gates of the underworld if he asked me to.

"Ferdinand... he begged me to quit my job and not go tomorrow. I know that if I do he will follow me there, but if I don't we might as well run because you won't be able to go either... what do I do Del? At the moment I have 3 options: Go to work and get dragged away by Ferdinand. Quit my job and move in with Ferdinand and accept my life of being the mate of 4 powerful Alphas. Or Runaway and start over again. All three options scare the hell out of me. My back is against the wall... I can't even guarantee they won't find us if we run... they are just that capable."

I now understood why he was freaked out. There were several smells emanating from him but there was one that was more powerful than the others. I didn't want to ask him, but it was probably one of the most important things we'd need to know in order to move forward.

"Tristan you have to tell me the truth... did you... go into heat around them?" I asked scared of the answer.

He just looked at me and cried harder.

'He absolutely did...'

"Shit!" I started the car immediately and drove off. We needed to do a lot of things in a short amount of time.

"Tristan use your words this time. Did all of them actually screw you?... I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important." I said speeding up.

"J-Just Ferdinand... the others did other things..." He said leaning against the window sobbing.

It was breaking my heart seeing him so miserable and scared. We had deluded ourselves in the last two and a half years... we had gotten too comfortable, and I had kept too much from Tristan that he needed to know.

I pulled into the parking lot of a pharmacy and got out of the car.

"Stay here, I'll be right back." I said closing the door.

I ran into the store and went to the isle I was looking for. I grabbed two boxes of morning after pills, and two boxes with pregnancy tests. I grabbed a bottle of water, some wet wipes, and some saltine crackers then headed to the counter. The clerk rang up everything while giving me a once over before saying, "That will be $317 corra."

I threw $320 corra down and snatched up the bag running back to the car. As I got closer to the car I began to panic, I didn't see him in the passenger seat from the windshield anymore. I ran faster looking through the windows and noticed him crying, laying in the back seat. I released a breath I didn't even realize I was holding.

I opened the back door and picked him up putting his head on my chest and wiping his tears. I opened the morning after pill box and popped out two pills and then opened the bottle of water. I then put the pills in his mouth and followed it with the water.

"C'mon Tristan you have to take these right now. Help me out here. I'll hold you afterwards okay?" I said squeezing his cheeks.

He finally swallowed everything, choking a bit on the water. I then took out the wet wipes and wiped him down as best as I could. I noticed he had new bandages around his abdomen. I could only imagine the conversation he would have had to have explaining those, and if that Ferdinand guy was as possessive as he seemed, I doubted that conversation ended well.

As I wiped his chest and arms I noticed the deep bite marks on his shoulder and arm and winced... it might already be too late...

I pulled Tristan into my arms and let him cry until he was satisfied. Eventually he fell asleep crying in my arms.

I was at a loss, depending on the situation it was possible we would need to leave by tomorrow. If they were as capable as Tristan said it would take them no time at all to get our current address from the club's records.

I wrapped the seat belt around Tristan's waist and buckled it in. Then I draped my jacket over him and slid out of the back seat. I leaned against the door of the car trying to formulate a plan. There were many places we could go now that we had the money, the problem was starting over and finding a job.

What if there really were no jobs for Omegas who refused to sell themselves? Would Tristan break down and go back to the Alphas? Would he sell himself? There was no telling.

After taking in deep breaths of the crisp night air I got back inside the car. I looked back at Tristan laying in the back, tears still falling even when he slept, and sighed. I couldn't let him spiral alone this time, I'd do anything to help him, even the things I didn't want to do.

Because if the alternative was for him to do them I'd rather bite the bullet first, than watch the life fade from his eyes like my mother.

I started the car and headed for home. We had 11 hours to figure everything out.

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Tristan's Point Of View

1 Hour Ago

I woke up, my head was pounding. It was incredibly hot and my body hurt all over. My throat was sore and dry, and my jaw felt like it was dislocated. I slowly sat up on the bed disoriented and noticed Cole, Ferdinand, Sylvester, and Bellamy laying on either side of me half dressed and passed out.

The realization of what happened slamming home and making me sick. I could still smell them all over me, and to make matters worse my body wasn't anywhere near satisfied even though I hurt all over.

I slowly slid off the bed, looking for my pajamas. Once I found them I grabbed my duffel bag and quietly slipped out the room. I stood in the living room, pondering my situation. The view from the top was beautiful at night. Living a life of luxury didn't sound bad, but sending the Alphas into a rut unintentionally all the time was frightening.

This time only Ferdinand entered me, who's to say next time it won't be all of them?

I walked to the elevator and realized it wouldn't open without the key card. There was no other way out of here, which meant I had to search Bellamy's clothes for the Black and Gold card he used. I set my bag down by the elevator and quietly walked back into the room.

Just being near them made me want to be under them, smelling their intoxicating scents made me want them inside me.

I held my breath and crawled on the floor looking for Bellamy's vest. I found it near the dresser and searched the pockets. Finding the card, I quickly left the room, and headed for the elevator. I didn't put on my boots, I didn't retrieve my scattered clothes. If it wasn't in my duffel bag already I was leaving it behind. It wasn't worth the risk of waking any of them up.

I pulled out my phone and called Delcain, he asked too many questions I didn't have time to answer but eventually agreed to get me. I couldn't afford for the kids to see me, even I didn't know what I looked like.

However, I knew what I smelled like and I didn't want to explain it to them just yet.

My mind wanted to flee from everything, my body wanted to feel everything again. It scared me to no end, like a craving in the back of my throat that I couldn't get rid of. I slid the card into the slot, and heard the elevator chime.

As the doors open I heard the pitter-patter of foot steps and picked up my duffel bag walking backwards into the elevator.

It was Ferdinand, looking well and truly hurt. I didn't know what to say to him, I could still feel him inside me, and I didn't trust the words that would come out of my mouth.

As I stood inside the elevator staring at him warily, his final words made me want to die where I stood.

"I won't give you up. I'll search for you until the day I die. You are mine, forever. I will have no one else. So please... Don't run away from me. Just stay with me. I promise to be by your side forever.... Don't do this..." He said, his eyes were glowing so brightly.

When he took a step forward I took a step back and slid the card into the slot above the numbered floor buttons, and the doors slid closed before he could reach me.

I crumpled to the floor of the elevator, my heart pounding. His final words felt like a curse, my body was absolutely thrumming. If he would have touched me I would have caved immediately, and that thought terrified me.

The elevator slowly descended to the ground floor, and I couldn't help but laugh at my terrifying situation. My body was no longer my own, it craved a touch that it shouldn't. I was becoming afraid of myself, afraid of what would become of me.

What they offered wasn't terrible, but I was responsible for more than just myself. My life was not my own, I couldn't just be what they wanted me to be overnight.

The elevator chimed and the doors slowly opened. I stood up, grabbed my bag, and headed to the main doors. It was colder outside than I thought it'd be, and not putting my shoes on was coming back to bite me in the ass.

"Hey. How much for a night?" I heard someone ask, and rolled my eyes.

I already felt filthy I didn't need some other Omega making it worse.

Then, a man grabbed me by the arm and I flinched. Thinking it was Ferdinand I snatched my arm back and spun to glare at him. However, it was not him. It was a tall red haired man, who clearly smelled like alcohol.

"I asked how much..." He said grabbing my chin.

"I'm not for sale, asshole!" I yelled shaking free of his hold.

"C'mon, don't be like that. Everyone has a price. You already smell like so many Alphas, what's one more?" He said playing with the ends of my hair.

Just then a car blared it's horn. It was Delcain, I sighed in relief and took off for the car.

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When I opened my eyes, I was in my bed. Delcain was holding me close to him, his hand tangled in my hair. He had fallen asleep running it through my hair. His alarm started going off and he groaned as he hit the snooze button. He looked down at me worried.

"Did you sleep okay?" Delcain asked.

"No... I still don't know what to do, and work starts in 4 hours..." I said, already feeling the tears stinging my eyes.

"Don't cry. I'm with you no matter what you choose. I'll follow you anywhere." Delcain said, wiping my unshed tears away.

"Well I'll go to work today. Tell Barthélemy that I'm quitting, and clean out my locker. Then we can come home and pack. Or better yet have the kids pack up and be ready by the time we're off, and just leave." I said.

"Okay... do you have a destination in mind?" Delcain asked.

"I don't know... StohneGarrdin is far enough away from both here and Delgaide." I replied.

"Okay StohneGarrdin, it is." He said, pressing his forehead against mine.

"I'm going to go shower first. Will you start breakfast for the kids? I asked.

"Actually I thought about ordering food this time. Since it's our last day in this city and we have the money to spare, right?" He replied.

He was basically telling me to take as long as I needed.

"Okay I'll take a bath then..." I said, happy that he knew me so well.

I slid out of the bed and immediately plummeted to the floor. My legs gave out in an instant and could no longer support my weight.

"Tristan?! Are you okay?" Delcain asked, looking over the edge of the bed.

I pulled myself up on shaky legs and tried again. This time Delcain helped me walk to the bathroom. He turned on the bathtub and let it fill up as he grabbed all the toiletries I would need, putting them near the tub as well.

"Just soak and relax. Don't worry about unnecessary things without me." He said, taking off my shirt and unwrapping my bandages.

"Well they healed up pretty well... except the few at the bottom that look like they re-opened... Did they do that to you?" Delcain asked, looking furious as he came to stand in front of me again.

"No, no... I was assaulted in the bathroom at a restaurant... by two employees... they saved me..." I said looking away not wanting to talk about it anymore.

"Okay... I won't pry... just take your bath." He said turning off the water.

He ruffled my hair and left out of the bathroom, letting me have my privacy. I slid off my pajama bottoms and slowly climbed into the tub. The warm water did wonders for my soul. I was feeling like such a fool. I splashed water on my face not wanting to cry again.

I washed and soaked in the tub for over an hour, until the water was no longer warm and my fingers were getting wrinkled. I dried off and slipped on the clothes Delcain had set out for me. Then slowly walked out of the bathroom.

I walked to the dining room and was immediately attacked by Sable and Arrisa. They tackled me to the ground, smothering me in hugs and kisses, and it was in that moment I felt truly healed.

'Yeah... Let's just leave. Their happiness means so much more to me.'

I grabbed them both into a tight hug and kissed them back, trying not to cry. I hugged them for a long time before getting up and sitting at the table to eat. We ate in silence for a while before Delcain broke the silence.

"Tristan and I have to go to work today. While we're gone, I want you guys to pack, okay?" He announced.

"Where are we going?" Kaleb asked.

"We have to move. So pack all your clothes, and anything else that you want to take." Delcain replied.

"Why do we have to move?" Sable asked, looking worried.

"We just have to keep moving so the lab can't track us well. It will be okay." Delcain said.

"Hey do you remember those Alphas from yesterday?" I asked.

"Mmm... yea they were so huge! And so handsome!" Arrisa said.

"They seemed to like you.... too much... why do you ask?" Sable asked.

"How would you feel if we moved in with them? In a huge building that overlooks the entire city, being waited on hand and foot, and me and Delcain didn't have to work anymore?" I asked, trying to gage their reaction.

"Sounds too good to be true..." Kaleb said.

"What's the catch?" Sable asked.

"I get to see big brother Tristan and Delcain more!?" Arrisa innocently exclaimed.

"Mmm... well you're right that there's a catch, but it's nothing that would effect you guys. It's more so for me than anything else. But you see, as long as your safe and happy, I'm happy. So I needed your help to think about some things." I said eating some eggs.

"Seems like your willing to sacrifice your own happiness, for ours... Do you like them Tristan?" Sable asked.

"I don't hate them. I even had a lot of fun and ate things I can't wait to share with you. I'm just a scaredy cat, and I miss my mother whenever things get too complicated to deal with. But thinking about her reminds me of my promise, and I didn't escape from that place just to live that same life out here, you know?" I said, stabbing at the food on my plate.

"But is it living the same life, if the other person likes you? If they love and cherish you, is it really the same?" Kaleb asked.

"I don't even know what love is. Also you should know Alphas will tell you they love you day in and day out, until they don't. That is the reality of this world, at our job an Alpha will say anything just to get your attention. They say one thing and do another. So it's not that easy to gage the truth from just words." I said.

It may have been a little more harsh than I intended but reality was cruel. I wanted them to understand the reality of our situation, even if only a little.

"They aren't bad Alphas, but I just don't think I can do what they asked of me. I love you guys too much. So while we are gone, try to pack everything you want and need. Okay?" I asked.

"Okay big brother..." They said in unison.

After we finished breakfast, Delcain and I packed our clothes and essentials and emptied our room. Then Delcain took a shower and got ready for work as well.

"Okay kids we're heading out. You can abandon clothes if there's something more important that you want to bring. We can always get you new clothes." Delcain said before walking out and locking both locks.

As we headed to work, I couldn't help but be nervous. It wouldn't be a stretch to think that Ferdinand was already there waiting for me. I didn't even know what I would say to him if I saw him again. If I was lucky he'd give me a days head start.

We pulled up at the club and I got out as Delcain was going over our plan.

"What time are you off today Tristan?" He asked.

"I'm off at 4pm. You?"

"I'm off at 5pm... so I'll just leave when you do." Delcain said with a shrug.

We walked in and it was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop. I looked around and noticed a lot of eyes on me, barely any of them were patrons.

"What the hell is going on?" Delcain whispered.

I didn't get a chance to reply, because an angry voice washed over us.

"Tristan! Delcain! My office! Now!" It was Barthélemy.

Delcain and I shared a confused glance and began heading in. Meanwhile everyone was still staring and not saying anything.

"I feel like I came to work naked or something." I said, looking down to double check that I hadn't.

"Yeah I know what you mean, but my hackles are rising. I don't think we should go in there. In fact let's just go to our lockers and clean them out, then leave. I've got a bad feeling about this and I'm worried about the kids." Delcain said.

"We have to pass him to get to the lockers though. You think he's going to let us go?" I asked.

As we approached Barthélemy I tried to make up an excuse and go to my locker first, but he was having none of that.

"Don't be ridiculous. I said now! There's someone here who would like to meet the two of you." Barthélemy said grabbing my arm.

"No it's ok. As a matter of fact we quit effective immediately. So please unhand me!" I said, panic setting in as we reached his office door.

The smell of death and roses wafted out of his office. In all my life I had only ever known one man to smell like that.

"Del... this smell... the girls!" I turned to Delcain, full panic mode engaged.

Delcain understood as well but he looked torn like he wanted to go get the kids, but he also didn't want to leave me. It was heartwarming and heartbreaking all at the same time.

"I can't leave you here, Tristan. Please don't make me choose." Delcain said, tears in his eyes.

My heart was pounding so loud I could barely breathe. My throat closed and my eyes teared up.

"Please... let go of me Barthélemy..." I pleaded.

There was no bright future for us anywhere if I walked into that office.

"Nonsense I'm getting paid a hefty fee for the two of you, it's the best thing you've ever done for this club." Barthélemy said, shoving me into his office. I immediately fell to the ground inside.

"Tristan are you ok–" Delcain's words died in his throat, as the man on the sofa stood and seized me by my hair.

A second man seized Delcain and forced him to sit on the sofa. I could count on one hand how many times I had been terrified in my lifetime, and this was the most afraid I had ever been.

"Tristan, you've been a really bad boy. What's worse, is you dragged Delcain, Kaleb, Arrisa, and Sable into it as well. Why can't you just behave hmm?" The deep familiar voice crashed into me as I looked back at Delcain.

"Director... what are you doing here?" I asked trying to stand up.

"Hm? Is that how you were taught to address me? Do you know how long we've been looking for you? It was pure luck that we stumbled across a rumor of a beautiful chaste Omega named Tristan, who was making other Omegas vehemently jealous." He said, pulling my head to his groin and rubbing it there.

"You should have just sold yourself like the good slut you were trained to be!"

"I'm not whoring myself for anyone. Least of all you! The scum that killed my mother, you can go to hell!" I said, attempting to elbow him in the groin before standing completely. He effortlessly caught my elbow.

"Haa... Tristan, why can you never behave? You're causing problems for everyone. We had to kill Delcain's mother and Kaleb's mother. Delcain's sister will take her mother's place when she comes of age but we still need to replace your mother and Kaleb's mother." The director said, as he squeezed my arm and twisted it behind my back. I locked eyes with Delcain, tears streaming down my face.

"I'm so sorry Del... I'm so... so sorry..." I choked out.

Delcain was crying and trembling but he didn't say anything. He just stared at me, fear and worry in his eyes.

"Now, what's this I hear about you going on a date with four Alphas? Did you screw any of them? Not that it'd diminish your value, but I suppose it would raise your experience. Should I check?" He said, sliding a hand into my sweatpants.

"No! Please stop! Don't touch me!" I said trying to push away from him with my free arm.

He stopped groping me long enough to slam my head down onto Barthélemy's desk. Stunning me into stilled silence.

"Excuse me Barthélemy, but I need to use your desk is that okay?" He asked.

"Sure thing." Barthélemy said, clearing off the desk in an instant.

"Hahaha! Such hospitality." The director chuckled.

Pressed against the desk, I could only see Delcain on the sofa, the man holding him there, and the door. Barthélemy had moved somewhere off to the side I couldn't see behind me. Delcain sat with clenched fists, his knuckles going white, as tears streamed down his face.

"Tristan. I asked you a question, and I expect an answer. Did you... fuck... those Alphas?" He asked, as he groped and thrusted his hips against my ass.

"Uhh! No! Now let go of me!"

"Hmm...? I don't believe you... aren't you aware of your own body by now? You, who secretes pheromones no matter if you're excited or scared... pheromones that are designed to send an Alpha into a rut after only an hour of breathing it in... and you want me to believe you were with four alphas and none of them stripped you and fucked your brains out? I'll be the judge of that." He said, as he dropped my pants and boxers to the ground.

My eyes widened at something I didn't know, something that made last night make sense. It made the first day I met those four Alphas make sense. I looked up at Delcain who immediately turned his gaze from mine...

'He knew... he knew and he didn't tell me...? Why?'

"Tristan, you little liar. Your hole is red, and a little swollen." The director said, inserting his fingers deep inside me.

"AH! Stop!"

"Don't struggle, this just makes things easier. How could I sell something without tasting it first?" He asked, taking his belt off and wrapping my arms in it.

"Please wait! Director don't do this! I'm begging you! Please! I'll behave from now on! I'll go back, I promise! Just don't do this!"

"Oh, I know you will, even now your pheromones are permeating this room... There are three Alphas in this room, I wonder how long it will take you to start begging for more cock." He said, as he dropped his pants to the floor and rubbed his erection across my ass.

"Hmm... why do you have so many red marks across your ass? One of those Alphas into S&M?" He laughed.

"Ah... I do apologize. That was from me... he needed to learn his place. Corporal punishment is our form of discipline here." Barthélemy said.

"Hmm...? I guess until they heal you can service me. How's that sound Tristan?" The director asked.

"Please director... just let me go... I don't want any of this! I didn't ask to be born! I didn't ask to be created! The only thing I've ever asked for was my freedom!"

"Tristan, please... Call me, father!" He asserted, as he thrust himself into me all at once.

"AHH! N-NO!!" I screamed, at the blinding onslaught of pain.

"You seem to be unaware of your situation. So let me spell it out for you. You are the blueprint, the Golden goose, the genetic code of perfection. It doesn't matter what kind of cocks we shove into this hole. You will only birth Alphas and Omegas. The Alphas will be Hyper-Dominant Alphas while the Omegas will be just like you in every way. You could have up to 5 mates and produce even more perfect children after that. We can't replicate your DNA through scientific means, only conventional means. You will produce enough children so that those children can make more children. And if you're still confused, your semen isn't useless either, we can inseminate Dominant Omegas with your sperm and get the same results." He said all this, trusting into me relentlessly.

I wanted to close my ears, I wanted to run away, I wanted to wake up from this nightmare, but the sorrowful pained expression on Delcain's face told me he had known all of this and just didn't tell me.

I couldn't stop my tears, I couldn't stop thinking about the girls and whether they were ok. How much I should have just run this morning and not looked back. Regret tasted awful.

"Excuse me Sir! You can't go in there! Sir!?"

Suddenly, the door crashed open splintering to pieces. The unmistakable heady scent of smokey mesquite wood, and leather and vanilla permeated my senses and their unrestrained angry eyes filled my line of sight.

Suddenly, they each pulled out two cocked guns pointing them at the director, the man holding Delcain, and Barthélemy.

"I'm not going to repeat myself. I'm not even going to say it. You have until the count of 5!" Ferdinand said, lining up his sights.

"Oh you must be those Alphas I've heard so much about. He tastes sublime does he not?" The director said, thrusting into me harder.

"1!" Ferdinand snapped.

"I created him you know, you can't kill me because I have the information you need. That is, if you actually want to be his mate." He said, grinding deep inside me as he played with my hair.

"2!" Sylvester yelled.

"I heard you enjoyed my creation thoroughly last night..." The director moaned.

"3! I'm running out of patience with your bullshit!" Ferdinand said.

"Haha pull the trigger, if you can..." The director said, lifting me by the throat and using me as a shield.

"That makes things easier for me." Sylvester said.

*BLAM!.... BLAM!*

"Delcain kiddo, come to me." Sylvester said.

"So ruthless. Did you have to kill John? He was innocent in this. The manager would have died to preserve our secrets, but John was still useful." The director said, squeezing my throat and thrusting into me violently.

My ears were ringing, my vision wavered, and my mind could not process the deaths, my rescue, or my circumstances. Suddenly the smell of leather and vanilla was so strong it made me choke. Ferdinand was standing in front of me with the barrel of his gun tucked under the directors chin.

"Why is it that you think it's okay to continue putting your filthy cock inside him? Just because I can't kill you doesn't mean I can't wound you." Ferdinand said, as he took out a knife and sliced the tendon behind the man's knee.

"Ah! Hngh... well played... but what will you do about his other siblings? They are already in my custody. All it takes is one word from me and he'll never see them again." The director said, crumbling to the floor, finally releasing my body, and holding his injured leg.

"Sylvester take them out of here." Ferdinand said, once again not taking his eyes off my assailant.

Delcain and Sylvester came over, helped me pull my pants up, unwrap my arms, and then Sylvester picked me up after putting his guns away. Delcain pressed his forehead to mine and stroked my hair.

"I'm sorry Tristan... I couldn't tell you... please forgive me..." Delcain said between sobs.

"It's okay... I know you probably had your reasons... haha I don't exactly handle stress very well... sorry I'm such an unreliable big brother... Ungh... Sylvester... your pheromones are too strong..." I groaned.

Sylvester began to walk out of the room, Delcain close on his heels.

"I'm sorry we were late. Ferdinand was inconsolable. I'm also sorry about my pheromones... I'm too pissed to control them properly." Sylvester said kissing my face.

We walked out of the club all eyes on me in Sylvester's arms.

We stopped at a large black van with heavily tinted windows. Sylvester nodded to the two men standing by it and they opened the back door. Sylvester climbed inside still holding me and Delcain followed. The two men looked inside at Sylvester.

"Go help Ferdinand." He said, and the men immediately complied closing the door behind them.

"Del... the girls... what are we going to do?" I asked.

"Don't worry, Cole and Bellamy went to go get them... Well, they went to go get you but you weren't home. Nothing will happen to them." Sylvester said.

I looked up at him in shock. I had been right... they had found me in no time at all.

Delcain immediately took out his phone and called Sable.

"Sable? Are you okay?" He asked.

—Yes. Two of those men who like big brother Tristan are here. They... They hurt the bad guys from the lab... they asked us to come with them... but kaleb... he got hurt protecting us. He's bleeding...

"Listen to me carefully, I need you to listen to Cole and Bellamy. Let them help Kaleb. We'll see each other soon, don't leave their side for even a moment okay? It's okay to hold their hands they won't hurt you." Delcain told her.

"Tell them to put Bellamy on the phone." Sylvester said to him.

"Sable can you give your phone to Bellamy for a moment?" Delcain asked.

—Mr. Bellamy sir? He wants to talk to you...

—Hello? This is Bellamy.

"Bell, it's Sylvester, help the boy and take them to the Golden Lion. We'll meet you there. Ferdinand is going on a rampage we'll head out when he's done."

—Cole is helping the boy. He took a bullet to the thigh. He'll live it'll just hurt like hell when he wakes up. Cole's wrapping his leg now, then we'll head out too.

"Ok see you then..."

*Click*

"They'll be okay. Just rest now Tristan." Sylvester said, as my mind succumbed to the darkness.