Runaway Omega
Chapter 121 - - 121 The Wanton Prince Returns

Chapter 121: Chapter - 121 The Wanton Prince Returns

Sylvester’s Point Of View

"It’s right here!" Ferdinand yelled.

The men around us flinched, as Ferdinand began to rip the ground apart. I was just as desperate, considering that Tristan’s fear had ricochet throughout my entire body. I was sure that ferdinand was feeling it too.

Suddenly everything stopped, Tristan wasn’t scared anymore, Bellamy was on a war path, and Cole’s emotions barely registered. And then I stopped and looked up at Ferdinand.

’I’m pretty sure we’ve never been able to feel individual emotions and physical states this much before now...’

"You feel it too, then?" Ferdinand asked.

"Yeah... a bit too much." I replied.

Before we could even contemplate our next move, the ground began to move to the left and right. I jumped back in surprise as the ground began to open up.

"Our Lady has returned to save us! Your tyranny will soon come to an end invaders!" A man yelled.

Ferdinand and I readied our weapons for an incoming attack, as Bennhayzin and the others knocked out the overzealous captives in their care one at a time.

Once the ground was completely open, there was a heavy silence that fell upon the land. It was an eerily quiet calm. I was absolutely brimming with murderous intent at the expectation of another fight. I simply hadn’t had enough.

Just when my impatience had reached its peak, 5 men stepped out of the hole with their hands raised.

"Everything is fine. We are on your side." The man leading the group said.

Then Zachariah, Dyahlettah, and their subordinates emerged next. Lastly, Cole and Bellamy came out. Bellamy was carrying Tristan, who looked completely exhausted and sick as hell.

"Tristan!" Ferdinand yelled, as he bolted towards him faster than I could.

Tristan met him with a weary smile, as he reached his arms out toward Ferdinand for a hug. Ferdinand wasted no time scooping him up into his arms, and kissing his face all over.

"Okay... Okay. I know this is a moment... but seriously, take me away from this place before I freaking lose my mind... please..." Tristan groaned, as he accepted all of Ferdinand’s kisses.

This statement made Ferdinand and I stop in our tracks and glance around. Bellamy and Cole had indeed been ambushed the moment Tristan was safely in their arms.

"It’s fine. Take one of the Helos and head back to my hotel. I’ll wrap things up with Zachariah. So you guys don’t have to wait around... I mean... if it’s okay with Zachariah..." Lyukhe said.

"No. No. Go, you have much to do and discuss I imagine. We can handle things from here... Plus, I imagine that Bellamy will most likely kill Waihlynn or Aidehynn, if they show concern for their brother right now..." Zachariah said, glancing in their direction.

"I’m really sorry Ferdinand and Tristan. I prom–"

"Can we go now?" Tristan said, interrupting Waihlynn.

If I was being honest, I assumed he’d be a little more sympathetic to the brothers that were basically dragged into an unnecessary war, twice. But the look in Tristan’s eyes was ominous. It was like he was holding back from saying something, with all his might.

"Yeah... we can go. Zachariah, postpone the meeting until tonight at the very least, will you? I need sleep..." I said, before walking up to Tristan for a hug as well.

"Yeah for sure. Depending on how long this takes, I might even settle for tomorrow morning. All the Kings are here anyway except for Rahzden. Shouldn’t be too hard to get the word out." Zachariah smirked.

Instead of just hugging me back, Tristan pulled himself into my arms and wrapped his legs around my waist. I hadn’t noticed it before –due to the wind blowing and shit being on fire– but his pheromones were practically oozing out of him.

"Haha! Yeah, I understand. Let’s get going then." I chuckled into his ear.

Cole, Bellamy, and Ferdinand went ramrod stiff in an instant, as Tristan buried his face in my shoulder. I completely understood what was wrong with him, even if no one else did.

’My little Wanton Prince is horny, and needs some TLC...’

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Bellamy’s Point Of View

"Hey Payhne, we will be landing shortly. Is everything alright on your end?" Ferdinand said into his SAT-COM.

–Yeah Boss. The kids are sleeping now, after taking baths, they passed out in no time. Lyukhe reserved a suite for you next door to us, though with how spacious these rooms are I don’t think ’next door’ is an accurate term of phrase.

"Okay. Sounds good. We’ll have a meal together later on after Tristan gets some rest too." Ferdinand replied.

–Boss... not to sound like that guy, but you need rest as well. We can wait until everyone is rested. I’m honestly thinking about heading to StohneGarrdin so the kids can have peace of mind.

"Yeah, well at least let Tristan see them before you go, okay?"

–Of course Boss. Arrisa was asking for him before she went to sleep anyway. I couldn’t make her leave before she got a chance to see him. Just hit me up when you guys have all gotten some sleep. Sylvester’s men, Meyhymn, and I have been keeping watch in shifts. The hallway is on complete lockdown. The Omegas have the entire 5th floor to themselves, and the staff has shut down the elevators.

"Haah... I’ll have to thank him properly. He really handled everything much better than I would have."

–We all have our strengths. Personally, I think when it doesn’t affect you directly, its easier to keep a level head and make snap decisions. He had it easy compared to the rest of us... my nerves are still on edge.

"Yeah. I know what you mean... Well we’re here now. Will you meet us in the hall and give us the key?"

–You got it. See you in a bit.

Ferdinand placed the radio on his hip and let out a deep sigh. I knew he was trying to distract himself from the force of nature brewing behind us, so I didn’t mind the small talk he made beside me as I tried to land the Helo.

Lahnsen and Tohrque volunteered to stay behind to "ensure a full demolition" but I knew they just really wanted to blow shit up with the remaining C4 we had. So it was up to me to fly the Helo. I only learned to fly a few years back to impress a shareholder’s daughter, so I couldn’t say that I was a proficient flyer. But compared to everyone else, I was the best we had.

After I landed onto the hotel’s rooftop helipad, Cole and Sylvester climbed out first. Ferdinand hung back a bit, and gave me a look full of self-loathing. I turned off all the switches and knobs on the helicopter and listened to it power down, until he was finally ready to talk.

"I need to know what happened. After the mating cycle, our bond has gotten much more perceptive. So there were a few times where I thought his fear and disgust were going to overwhelm me. Then just when it was becoming too much, your bloodlust and murderous intent overwhelmed me instead. What happened down there Bellamy...?" Ferdinand asked.

The pain in his eyes was reminiscent of the pain I knew all too well when I was forced to watch that scene in front of me. I wasn’t sure Ferdinand or Sylvester could handle the full story. So I chose to give him the abbreviated version.

"Honestly, you don’t want to know... but since you felt so much already, I guess it’s only fair to tell you... There was a doctor who molested Tristan while he patched him up and drew his blood. Then Lady Chastaine raped him in front of all of us..." I sighed.

I felt Ferdinand’s unfettered rage instantly erupt inside him and his eyes began to shine brightly.

"Don’t worry. I killed them both. Naithynn is the only one who can answer for the crimes now. I intend to kill Danhiel as well." I said, trying to calm him down.

The light quickly faded from his eyes and he took a deep shuddering breath. Then he looked at me, sorrow and hurt permeating his eyes.

"I doubt we will get the chance to kill Danhiel. I left him in your mother’s care..." Ferdinand said with a half smile.

"Well fuck... I seriously doubt we’ll get the chance. She’s frightening in her own right. She’ll definitely torture him for days, until he dies from his wounds..." I sighed.

With that conversation handled, we made our way out of the Helo and into the hotel. Luckily for us there was only one level of stairs we had to travel down to get to the penthouse floor. Payhne was waiting outside the room, but Sylvester and Cole were nowhere to be found.

"Where are they?" I asked Payhne.

"They already went inside. Tristan wanted a bath, so they agreed to prepare one." He replied.

He handed Ferdinand a key card and gave him a hug, before turning around and heading for his room. Ferdinand used the card to open the door, and we stepped in together. As we closed the door behind us, we could immediately smell Tristan’s thick pheromones wafting from the bathroom.

’Haaah... I doubt any of us will be getting much rest today...’.