Runaway Omega
Chapter 117 - - 117 An Unseen Ambush

Chapter 117: Chapter - 117 An Unseen Ambush

Ferdinand’s Point Of View

"Cole!? Are you listening?" I asked.

–We’re surrounded you guys...

I could hear Zachariah yelling in the distance. Then, I could sense Tristan’s overwhelming fear again.

"Cole! Fucking answer me damn it! What the fuck is go–"

–*THWACK*

There was nothing but silence on the other end of the call for a moment. Then all of a sudden there was a rustling and the shuffling of feet.

–Man... Lady Chastaine is so ruthless. To think she’d shoot Naithynn down, even though she gave the go ahead.

–Yeah but... Who the hell are these other guys? Hey buddy, who are you?

–Your worst fucking nightmare, if you even think about touching a hair on Tristan’s head. I’ll rip your throat out before you can even say ’My bad’. Do you understand? I’ve fucking had it with disgusting bastards touching what is mine, and I’m quite literally in a kill or be killed mood.

Bellamy’s voice was so deep and thick with anger, I almost couldn’t recognize it. I couldn’t even begin to imagine what his face must currently look like.

"What’s happening, Ferdinand?" Sylvester asked.

"We are heading out to Lady Chastaine’s estate. They got Tristan back, but they are in trouble now." I replied.

"Benn, Lyukhe, Waihlynn, and Aidehynn, you’re with us. We’ll take 10 of Zachariah’s men too. The rest of you, head to Lyukhe’s hotel with the Omegas." Sylvester yelled.

"I would like to return to my Lady’s side, if that is alright with you. I have no doubt that she went to help retrieve your mate as well." Celestine said.

"I don’t mind." I replied.

"Master? I... I would still like to–"

"No, Santiago. You stay with the Omegas too. I’ll feel safer that way. I’ll take Lahnsen with me. Payhne and Meyhymn will stay with you too." Sylvester said, cutting him off.

Santiago looked extremely torn to recieve those orders. Payhne also looked shocked to learn that he’d be staying behind as well.

"Me too, boss?" Payhne asked, looking wounded.

"You made a promise, did you not? Is there anyone else you trust with Arrisa’s safety?" I replied, trying to comfort him.

"No. You’re right..." He said, hugging Arrisa closer.

"It’s the same for me. I trust you and Meyhymn to do what’s necessary for the safety of our family. If I can’t save my own mate, then what good am I? Plus, I’m not alone. I’m still bringing the best of the best with me, so don’t worry so much." I said, ruffling his hair.

"Okay, boss..." He replied, reluctantly.

"Master, take Tohrque as well. Both he and Lahnsen are good with handling explosives. We have a few more in the Helo if you want to take them too..." Santiago said.

"Thanks, we’ll accept your offer." Sylvester replied.

–Listen fellas... I have no intentions of going to war with Lady Chastaine, but if you continue to act like this, you’ll leave me no choice.

I could hear Zachariah trying to reason with their latest attackers, and I realized that the line still hadn’t been disconnected yet. I put my end on mute, while we all suited up again and boarded the chopper.

–We have orders to bring Naithynn– and any survivors– to Lady Chastaine, at once.

–You will not treat me as some common thug! If you so much as point a weapon in my direction, Mahrinette will end your lives!

I was momentarily shocked, and then relieved to know that Celestine had been accurate in her assumption. Lady Dyahlettah really had gone with Bellamy and the others to retrieve Tristan.

–Look, we’re just following orders, understand? We have nothing against any of you. Just come peacefully, and no one has to get hurt!

–That boy clearly needs medical attention, and you’ve already knocked out Cole. Pray tell, what kind of message do you think you’re sending to non-aggressive individuals? You attacked first, then you attacked a second time. It would be unreasonable to assume we wouldn’t retaliate!

"Yeesh... Dyah is terrifying when she’s pissed off..." Sylvester said.

"Have you forgotten the rumors? Nobody has threatened her, and lived to brag about it..." I sighed.

–Lady Chastaine, this is Rohrieck. There appears to be a problem with the retrieval. We cannot bring in all of the survivors as requested.

–Listen... This is all just a big misunderstanding. We will take Naithynn back, have him answer for his crimes, and see to our wounded to ensure their health. Tell Lady Chastaine, she can send a formal complaint whenever she has time, and to include the entire recompense that she is requesting.

–WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE IS A PROBLEM!? YOU BRING THEM TO ME AT ONCE! EVEN IF YOU HAVE TO SHOOT THEM ALL TO DO IT! I WILL NOT TAKE THIS MANNER OF DISRESPECT LYING DOWN! DO. YOU. UNDERSTAND?

–But, M’Lady... Lord Zachariah is with them. They could declare war on the estate with all of Demhongade backing them...

–DOES IT SOUND LIKE I GIVE A FUCK?! BRING THAT POMPOUS PRICK TO ME, AND ALL THE IDIOTS HE DARED TO BRING ONTO MY LAND! RIGHT! FUCKING! NOW!

–Haaah... I’m sorry Lord Zachariah. I do not have any other choice...

At those words, everyone in the Helo became tense with anger. There were multiple transgressions being made, and multiple people were involved. This would not go unnoticed in Demhongade. Zachariah was too big of a deal. Lady Dyahlettah was also too big of a deal. With Naithynn’s help, Chastaine had openly declared war on all the Kings and all of Demhongade. Everyone took out their phones and began to sound the alarms.

"Gaibe? Where the hell are you?" Sylvester said.

"Sîvret, this is Waihlynn. We are going to war. Zachariah has been captured."

"Xander, Xavier, this is Lyukhe... get suited up! Our Monarch has been captured. We’re going to war!"

As Kings who served under Zachariah, we were duty bound to protect him in the face of an abduction or siege. And while I would uphold that duty to the end, these bastards also had my mate, and were actively denying him medical treatment even though he had been wounded.

"ALL KINGS ARE TO REPORT TO LADY CHASTAINE’S ESTATE IN LORE’RAHLYE WITHIN THE HOUR. FAILURE TO APPEAR IS NOT AN OPTION!" Lyukhe yelled, so that all the parties on each phone could hear him.

A round of crisp agreements resounded. Everyone hung up except for Sylvester. He was having a discussion with Gaibe, though I didn’t know what all was being said.

"Gather the DPD and the Demhongade Air Squad and meet us at the estate. We are 10 minutes out, at most." Sylvester said, before disconnecting the call.

–Mahrinette, if any of them so much as twitch, you mow them down!

–Dyah, please be at ease. There will be a time for war, I assure you. Do not let Mahri die in vain here.

–Zachariah, you cannot be serious!? I will be no ones fucking prisoner!

–You are not a prisoner. And even if you were, would prisoners be allowed to keep their weapons? After all, they’re going to have to kill me to take mine, y’know.

Zachariah was laughing to lighten the mood a bit, but I had known him long enough to know that he never wanted to witness his Kings perish in front of him. He was no doubt doing any and everything he could think of to ensure that that didn’t happen.

–Enough chit-chat! TAKE THEM!

There were muffled gasps and mumbled curses, before the sounds of multiple thuds were heard. The sound was as ominous as it could get.

–It looks like the tranquilizer darts were as effective as they promised.

–A good thing too. No way in hell did I want to take on Zachariah...

–Zachariah...? No, this guy was the most dangerous for sure. Just looking into his eyes made me want to shit my pants!

–Oh shit! This bastard’s phone is still connected to a call... Hm? Ferdinand?

–Ack! THE Ferdinand? No, dear Gods tell me that he just so happens to have a friend with the same name...

–But C’mon... Zachariah is here too. That’s not a coincidence....

–H-Hello?

"I don’t know who the fuck this is, but if you care about your life, you will leave my mate, my friends, and my Monarch where you found them. Or I will rain down an unholy hell upon you and everyone you’ve ever loved!" I growled into the phone, angrily.

*CLICK*

"Fuck! I’m going to kill every last one of them!" I yelled, tossing my phone aside.

They hadn’t even fought on an even playing field. They had no plans of letting anyone go from the start. I would be sure to take Chastaine’s head as a consolation prize for the extra bullshit she put Tristan through.

But before that...

I turned my angry glare towards the two idiots related to the asshole who started all of this in the first place.

"I need to know, before we go any further... Do you condone the actions of your sibling?" I asked.

"No. Never." They replied.

"Will you stand in my way?" I asked.

"No. Not a chance." They replied.

"Even if my aim is to end his miserable life?" I asked.

"Uhh... Well..."