Runaway Omega
Chapter 27 - - 27 He Who Holds The Cards

Chapter 27: Chapter - 27 He Who Holds The Cards

Tristan’s Point Of View

I woke up feeling groggy, and once again I was sore all over. It was still dark outside, and ultimately dark in Cole’s room. I sat up and noticed I was dressed in my pajamas again, and Cole was still out cold. There was blood on his sheets underneath him, but his dressings around his torso were clean. Suddenly, I felt an unexpected elation deep in my chest, it wasn’t my happiness. I poked Cole’s cheek, but he didn’t even twitch.

"Ahem... Tristan." I heard a deep whisper, and gasped.

I turned toward the sound, and found a shirtless Ferdinand leaning against the door. My eyes widened at the stoic man watching me in the dark. Sylvester talked about his presence, but I didn’t sense him at all until I heard him.

"Will you come with me?" He asked.

I could feel his impatience, anticipation, and trepidation washing over me. His eyes were glowing even in the dark, but he seemed calm on the surface.

"W-Will you carry me?" I whispered back.

He said nothing, but he moved with exceptional speed. He picked me up, and headed towards the door. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and leaned into his neck. He opened the door and immediately took me to his room.

"You’re being so sneaky Ferdinand. What are you going to do when the guys find out?" I asked teasingly.

I couldn’t put my finger on it, but it was like dealing with the Ferdinand I had first met. He was just being a dorky perv.

"Take a bath with me Tristan." He said, taking me straight to his bathroom once we reached his room.

"Mmm... I’d definitely like a bath but... I can’t see it ending any other way than in a sexual way." I said.

"Hm... it’s officially Friday, and it feels like the last time I’ll have my sanity for a while. So humor me Tristan... Please?" He begged.

I could practically hear his desperation, and his strong feeling of longing made me cave instantly.

"Oka– W-Wha? You... what the heck is this?" I asked, looking around his bathroom.

He had already drawn a bath, the lights were dimmed, and the smell of vanilla and chocolate was filling the air. He took off my pajamas and then slipped out of his pair of shorts. He then positioned me in a princess carry and climbed into the tub. The water was warm and soothing as hell. His tub was fairly large, it could almost be considered a shallow kiddie pool.

Ferdinand then lifted a panel on the rim of the tub and pushed a button, immediately small jets started churning the water. I widened my eyes in amazement.

"That’s so cool! What a relaxing frikkin bath tub!" I exclaimed.

"Haha, I’m glad you like it." He said, dropping some drops of something into the water.

When the liquid hit the churning water, bubbles exploded everywhere. The bath just kept getting better and better, and it was doing wonders for my sore body.

Once he was done with all the extra pizazz, he held me tightly in his arms breathing me in. It was so comforting and soothing I wanted to cry, his emotions were becoming so heavy. We relaxed in silence for at least 20 minutes before I broke the silence.

"I don’t want to watch them do that to you all week." I murmured, poking the remaining bubbles around me.

"I’m sorry. I’m not really sure what else can be done. The urge to be inside you until I pass out is really strong. The thing that worries me the most is what that would do to the others. Would they also join, even after I’m incapacitated? How much would you suffer if that happens? Or worse, you pass out and everyone still takes turns with you. Not to mention if something happens like when we mated, they might become impatient and just outright join in at the same time." Ferdinand said, then repeatedly kissed his mark on my neck.

I shuddered at the thought, I could definitely see that happening. However, I had a much greater fear.

"Well, what scares me the most is my insatiable body. The extreme feeling of my body being unsatisfied even when I physically can’t move is alarming. I had sex with Cole and Bellamy last night and it still wasn’t enough. Hell I don’t even remember most of it. Screwing me while I’m unconscious just might be necessary." I groaned.

It wasn’t like I was scared of the sex, I was just worried they’d all get lost in the moment and forget about the contraceptives. I had a hunch however that my body would be unsatisfied until I had sex with Ferdinand. He was my strongest Alpha, and if the rest could satisfy my body to 90%, then Ferdinand had to be that remaining 10%.

"Haah... I’m scared Tristan... of hurting you, of being unable to control myself, of getting you pregnant against your wishes, of the mating cycle, and of my thoughts. Even now, my body begs to be inside you." Ferdinand said on a pained sigh.

"Then do it." I replied.

"W-What?" He stuttered.

"Do it. Put your ridiculously large cock inside me. Right now." I said, stroking his semi-hard erection.

Ferdinand sucked in a gasp between his teeth. His body began to tremble under my touch.

"Tristan, don’t do this..." He groaned.

"What’s the issue? I’ve had sex with Syl and Cole, and Bel and Cole. Is it fair that you had to be knocked out each time? Are you going to let them tie you up and tranquilize you for the next 5 days? I don’t want that. So just... accept... Hngh... me... AHHH!.... S-See there... you go... Ungh... Fuck! You’re so... ridiculously big... for no reason."

I had slowly begun to insert him into me myself, but Ferdinand met me halfway with a powerful thrust of his own. I curled sideways into his lap and stayed there. We didn’t move, we didn’t need to. The feeling of him completely inside me was exactly what I wanted. I could feel my satisfaction rising.

"I can’t believe you did that. What if I lost control?" Ferdinand groaned into my ear.

"Then your bathroom would get flooded?" I said teasingly.

"This is serious Tristan." He warned.

"I no longer care. I needed this and so I will have it." I said, grinding my hips into his lap.

"Ahh! Stop that! Ugh!" He gritted out.

"Now, continue bathing me. I need to be cleaned." I said, resting my head on his chest.

With shaky hands he began to lather soap all over my body. He hesitated when he reached my waist. I couldn’t help but chuckle.

"You need to wash my dick too, for that matter I guess you’re going to have to remove your’s from inside me and clean that too, eh?" I said, putting my back to him.

One thing I had learned in the last two days, was that the others had begun to lose their minds when they looked into my eyes. I was trying my best not to let that happen too fast with Ferdinand.

I leaned back against his chest and raised my knees. Once they almost breached the surface of the water, I spread them open as far as I could.

"You can clean me and we can fuck in your bed later, or you can fuck me now and clean me, then fuck me later." I laughed.

Ferdinand only groaned in response. I took his hand and ran it straight down my chest and to my crotch. I then wrapped his hand around my dick and began to stroke it.

"Seriously...? You’re incorrigible..." Ferdinand growled into my ear, tightening his grip.

"Well I’m an opportunistic kind of guy... Ah! Ungh... That feels so good..." I said.

"Uhh! You’re so ridiculously tight. Are you sure you fucked Bel and Cole? It wasn’t just your Imagination?" Ferdinand asked, teasingly.

"Hmmm... I could have imagined it. I don’t really remember much after like an hour." I laughed.

"I was trying to be nice and enjoy a bath with you, but here you are being naughty as hell... Why are you being this way?" He moaned.

"Hmm maybe I’m just tired of running from my Alpha... maybe I missed you... maybe watching you get tranquilized made me feel so unbearably sad, that I want to cherish this moment with you to the fullest... Or I could just be incredibly pissed off..." I sighed.

Truth be told it was all of the above. I didn’t want to go into the upcoming week feeling this way. The grief I felt in that moment watching him collapse, was overwhelming. I didn’t want that to be the last thing I remembered before all hell broke loose.

"Haaah... I love you dearly Tristan." He replied.

Then he picked me up and set me on all fours in front of him. The water was just high enough to reach my chest. My ass however was poking out of the water. Then, Ferdinand turned off the jets. Gone were the large bubbles, and the swirling water.

I wanted to look behind me so bad. I wanted to see what he would do next, but the fear of him meeting my eyes kept me staring straight ahead. I felt his palms caress my ass and heard his low growl reverberate throughout the room. I shuddered in anticipation and fear. Not looking back at him was a double edged sword, because I also couldn’t gage when his sanity would slip completely.

"Ungh!"

He startled me as he inserted his fingers into me, churning them around. I could never get used to being in this position, the nervous anticipation was always so daunting.

"Hmm... All clean. C’mon Tristan let’s go make you dirty again. Then I’ll have another excuse to take a bath with you again." Ferdinand said, extricating me from the water quickly.

He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me, then carried me out into his room. He carried me to his closet where he picked out some shorts for himself, and red and black flannel pajamas for me.

"For later." He said with a wink, before exiting his closet.

"You guys really chose all my clothes too? Haah... I’m going to get a big ego being around you all too much." I said, as he sat me on his bed and placed our clothes on the floor.

"It’s fine. I’ll kill anyone who has a problem with it." He said, climbing into the bed as well.

A terrifying thought, since he indeed probably would do exactly that. I dried off and patted my hair dry, then I curled into his chest and breathed him in deeply. I wanted to snuggle with Ferdinand more than I wanted to have sex with him, but I wouldn’t protest the latter either.

"Why won’t you look me in the eyes, Tristan?" Ferdinand asked.

I tensed up in his arms. I didn’t know what to do or say. I knew he would challenge me either way.

"Did you think I wouldn’t notice? You haven’t looked me in the eye at all since leaving Cole’s room..." He murmured.

"I just don’t want you to lose control yet..." I replied.

"I won’t lose control." He retorted.

"Yes you will... everyone did... I don’t want them to burst in here and ruin our time together..." I mumbled.

"I won’t lose control Tristan..."

"Ugh... yes, you definitely will. Don’t push me on this right now. Can we just stay like this for a bit longer?" I asked.

I knew Bellamy had to still be awake, since he otherwise was not sleeping in Cole’s room when I woke up. He would no doubt bust in the door and tranquilize Ferdinand the moment things got too spicy.

"Close your eyes then." Ferdinand said.

I obeyed and he claimed my lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue licked every space of my mouth, his ring rubbed against the roof of my mouth continuously. It was delicious. His pheromones weren’t strong but very prominent.

"You taste so damn good Tristan... I love you... more than I could ever put into words. I would burn this world to ashes, if you so wished it. So use me. For anything. For everything, I will be your sword and shield. I swear it, so control me how you see fit." He said, kissing my face all over.

I couldn’t help opening my eyes wide in shock. The moment we locked eyes, his golden eyes began to flicker violently. His entire body tensed up, his semi-hard erection became fully erect in an instant, and his pheromones flared, hard.

"Should I control such a loose cannon? You’re already losing control Ferdinand... I warned you didn’t I?" I said, pouting.

His body slowly began to tremble the longer I looked into his eyes, so I looked away and put my face into his chest. He let out a long sigh, and squeezed me tighter. His pheromones calmed down a bit, but I could tell he was still on edge.

"What the fuck was that? I really had no control. It was hypnotic as hell, like you put my body in a trance... why do your eyes look like that?" Ferdinand asked, kissing the top of my head.

"I don’t know... I don’t do it on purpose. It just happens, and everyone said the exact same thing. I don’t know what my eyes look like, but you all react the same way. Sylvester lost control Wednesday night. Bellamy lost control last night, and I’m pretty sure Cole tore his stitches in his abdomen last night too." I said.

Bellamy had to have redressed his wound, because he had clean bandages wrapped around his stomach that no longer had blood on them when I woke up.

"I’m sorry I doubted you..." Ferdinand said.

"It’s fine, they apparently get worse. I don’t really understand it, but it’ll probably be worse tomorrow. Not really sure how to deal with it." I said.

"Hmm... well we’ll figure it out. Trial and error style." Ferdinand chuckled.

"Mmm... should we test it then? Since Bellamy’s suppressant is still coursing through my body, I think we should run some experiments." I said, rubbing my knee against his erection.

"Hmm... what kind of experiments?" He moaned.

I looked up at him and smiled, while he locked eyes with me once again. His eyes pulsed steadily as if he were wavering on restraint and surrender.

"Don’t touch me at all Ferdinand." I commanded.

Once again his body began to tremble, his breathing quickened, and he let out a low throaty growl. I sat up on my knees, and looked down at him.

"Lay on your back and put your hands behind your head. If you move without my permission, I will leave and go lay down with Sylvester." I said sternly.

At that, his eyes burned a solid bright golden hue. Surprisingly enough, he complied immediately.

"Stay just like that, until I say otherwise." I said, looking him square in the eyes.

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Ferdinand’s Point Of View

"So damn unreasonable." I groaned, as Tristan’s pheromones began to heavily saturate the air.

My body was trembling uncontrollably, as Tristan kept his eyes locked on mine. I couldn’t figure out why, but his eyes were extremely dangerous. They cried out for me to ravage his body, but at the same time promised harsh repercussions if not obeyed.

"Ungh! Shit! W-Wait Tristan..." I groaned, as he took me into his mouth, never once looking away from my eyes.

"No... endure it... you wanted to make me dirty again didn’t you? Well I’ll make sure that I’m absolutely filthy." He replied, taking my cock into both of his hands, while he lazily licked and sucked the head.

I could do nothing but grit my teeth at the onslaught of pleasure coursing through me. He continuously pumped my cock with his hands, occasionally giving me a lascivious smile in between licks.

"You’re showing incredible restraint Ferdinand. Your cock is twitching a lot. Are you going to cum soon?" He grinned.

I was, it was uncontrollable. It was like his eyes commanded that I cum on his pretty lips. I gripped the pillow under my head, as I tried my damndest not to thrust my hips.

"Mmm... yes, it’s okay... you can cum now." Tristan purred, rubbing his cheek across the tip of my cock.

My body immediately obeyed him, and in response he took me deep into his throat swallowing everything. The sight alone almost made me cum again.

After milking me dry, he rose to his knees again and straddled my waist.

"I give you permission to put your hands on my hips and nothing more." He said into my ear, then slowly kissed my earlobe, neck, and shoulder.

I wasted no time complying, I was dying to touch him anywhere, and everywhere. When he sat back up his eyes were brighter, almost a clear pale green, and they were pulsing in time with my erratic heart rate. I could feel my erection getting harder by the second, it was almost painful. His pheromones became so thick I could barely breathe.

I put a little too much force behind my grip on his waist, but he didn’t chastise me. In fact, he moaned deeply, before sliding himself down onto my cock. The fact that he never stopped looking into my eyes nearly broke me.

"I understand what you mean now about your eyes. I’ll do my best to obey you, but just slap me if I disobey you. Please don’t just leave me, I think I might actually die." I groaned.

I wasn’t joking either, as he slowly slid down my length, every fiber of my being wanted to thrust into him, hard. If I somehow lost my composure and he just walked away, I would become unhinged for sure.

Tristan locked eyes with me and smiled. My body tensed up in fearful anticipation. His smile was beautiful, but also mysteriously mischievous.

"Oh? I can slap you, huh? I’ll think about it... Right now you’re showing such restraint, that I’m thinking of a proper way to reward you. Is there anything you want? AHHH! Ungh! Y-You’re getting... so much bigger... Ack! Gngh... Fuck..." He said, grabbing my jaw and giving me a brief kiss.

"You... I want you... as a reward..." I replied.

I could feel his satisfaction rising, the smile on his face was enrapturing. The feeling of his hole coiling around my cock was fantastic. However, I could feel my body growing increasingly insatiable in response.

"You want me how? Use your words. Your marks are pulsing hard on my skin. They feel restless and also relentless. Tell me... what would my Alpha have of me?" He asked, slowly raising and then lowering his hips.

It was so slow I had to gnash my teeth, I could feel he was testing the limits of my restraint. I really felt like a madman. I couldn’t properly form coherent thoughts anymore. I wanted him, to a ravenous degree.

"Hmm... don’t give in just yet. I promise I’ll reward you generously. In fact, you can have a small taste right now. Do you want it?" He asked with a heady groan.

I nodded repeatedly. I’d take anything he gave me. He smiled again, this time I could feel his happiness and love wash over me. It was nearly my undoing.

"I give you permission to thrust into me. Do not remove your hands, and do not change our position... Understand?"

I didn’t respond verbally. My mind was becoming hazy. I ground my hips upward, pushing as far into him as I could go. It still wasn’t deep enough to satisfy me, however Tristan’s hole coiled around me tighter, and didn’t lessen its grip at all.

"AHHH! Fuck! S-So deep... Mmm... just like that... don’t stop! AHHHH! YES!"

He threw his head back in pure ecstasy, but when he lowered his head back down to look at me, his eyes were fierce and determined.

"More Ferdinand... Ungh! Haaah... faster!"

I lifted him up by his waist, and began thrusting into him with every ounce of strength I possessed. His hole coiled around me tighter than ever before, the sloppy sounds his body made excited me to no end.

"AH! I’m about to... cum! AHHH! Fuck! Yes... Yes... don’t stop! I’m... cumming!"

True to his word he ejaculated hard, the warm stream arched across my chest beautifully. My cock was rock hard still inside him, but before I could find my own release, Tristan collapsed backwards, taking me unawares.

I sat up immediately, worried something was wrong, but then suddenly I could feel his complete satisfaction consuming me. He tilted his head down to meet my eyes and winked.

"I was right. And you did very well. I’m tired as hell, but you are free to do whatever you want..." He moaned breathlessly.

Instantly my body became unbearably hot, my heart was pounding so hard in my chest, that I thought it would burst. Every fiber of my being obeyed Tristan at once.

I grabbed both his ankles and lifted his legs up to my shoulders. Then I entered him again forcefully in an instant.

"AAHHHH! S-So hard! Mmm... it hurts... so good..."

I looked down into his eyes and they were like shining pale green gems. Tears were forming in the corners of them, and he looked at me with a sensual smile.

I began thrusting harder inside him, never once breaking eye contact with him. His hole coiled around me once again, and I gnashed my teeth trying my best not to cum so soon.

"AH! Hngh! Fuck! Oh my Gods! I-I think... I’m going to cum again! Ugh! S-So deep... inside mee!"

I couldn’t control my body anymore, I was mindlessly thrusting into him harder and harder. He ejaculated once again this time it covered his chest. The tightness of his hole increased and I could no longer hold back.

"I’m cumming Tristan... accept all of me... inside you!" I groaned, as I released inside him. I ejaculated so hard my vision became spotty.

"Ugh! So deep and warm! Uhh... Mmm... S-So good..." Tristan said, letting out a throaty moan.

The tears had begun to spill down the sides of his face, and his eyes were glazed over and blinking slowly.

I picked him up and laid him down towards the top of the bed. Then I walked to the bathroom and wet a towel in warm water. I wiped myself down first, then rinsed out the towel and walked back into my room.

Tristan was laying on his side, watching my every move. His eyes were now a darker green, closer to emerald with a hazel ring around his irises. They were almost back to his normal color.

I wiped him down as well, while he watched and smiled at me full of satisfaction. I tossed the towel into the dirty clothes basket near my door.

"Do you want to put on your pajamas?" I asked.

"Yes, please." He lazily replied.

He slowly sat up and pulled the shirt over his head first. Then he held up the pants with a slight frown.

"My legs are too shaky to stand..."

"Haha... Yeah, I’ll help you." I replied.

I helped him put on his pajama pants and he laid back down. As I was crawling back into bed, my door was thrown open...

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Bellamy’s Point Of View

’Haaah... Thank Gods I finished making all these damn injections... How can he possibly be this insatiable!?’

I was in my lab putting the new suppressants, Pherophetamines, and contraceptives into a box. Meyhymn had called it a night after helping me make 25 of each. I had stayed up making 25 more just in case. I couldn’t be sure if I would be in the right state of mind to make any extra for the next 5 days, so it was better to be over prepared than not.

Midway through my packing, I felt Tristan’s arousal explode out of proportion. I heaved a deep sigh and packed faster, feeling that I had to save Cole before he lost control again. He had ripped his stitches during our bout with Tristan last night, and I wasn’t capable enough to stitch him back up. All I could do was redress his wound, and hope he didn’t do anything rash in the morning.

Unfortunately, my worries weren’t just me being paranoid. Not only had Tristan become sexually aroused when he woke up, but he was positively brimming with excitement. It had only been about hours since I left Cole’s room.

I rushed out of my lab, and up the main stairs. I stopped at Cole’s door to listen in first and heard nothing. When I opened the door Cole was sitting up in his bed, looking disoriented, but Tristan was nowhere to be found.

"Where’s Tristan?" I asked.

"Not sure, I just woke up. I hurt like hell... Ugh!" He groaned, clutching his abdomen.

"I left you some pain meds and water on your bedside table. Take them, then come with me to Sylvester’s room." I said.

My anxiety was rising, because if he wasn’t with Cole, then where the hell was he? Cole immediately took the pills and stood up with a groan. He walked slowly toward me, trying his best to fight the pain.

We walked across the hall to Sylvester’s room and I didn’t wait to open the door, I didn’t even knock. I threw open his door, and saw Sylvester walking out of his bathroom.

"Is Tristan with you?" I asked, not even paying attention to his half dressed sleepy state.

"No. I thought he was with you...? Who the hell is he with if not–" Sylvester’s words died in his throat and he went ramrod stiff.

I could guess the reason, as I was also tense as hell. All at once we felt Tristan’s satisfaction, and Ferdinand’s insatiable arousal.

"Fuck! No way!" Cole yelled.

"What should we do? Should we tranquilize him? Do you even have it on you?" Sylvester asked.

"I damn sure don’t want to go in there!" Cole whispered harshly.

"I don’t have the gun on me, and I doubt I have time to go get it... But we have to do something. We can’t just let this go, and all this talking isn’t going anywhere." I retorted.

"Then what the hell is in that box?!" Sylvester asked.

"Suppressants, Pherophetamines, and contraceptives." I replied dryly.

"Wait... do you feel that?" Cole asked, looking confused.

I stilled, Ferdinand’s satisfaction was rising and his arousal was fading. Tristan was extremely satisfied. I immediately turned around and headed straight for Ferdinand’s room. When I threw open his door, he was climbing into his bed with Tristan.

"What? I didn’t hurt him, so calm down." Ferdinand said dryly.

"I’m fine... just tired." Tristan said.

"Did you actually fuck?" Sylvester asked, dumbfounded.

"Do you actually have to ask?" Ferdinand retorted, sounding annoyed.

"Told you they’d bust in here..." Tristan sighed.

The room was permeated with Tristan’s thick pheromones. However, Ferdinand was completely calm. I was more shocked than anything. Just being in Ferdinand’s room for less than 10 minutes made me want Tristan. It shouldn’t have been possible since the suppressant should have still been in his system. Not only that but I couldn’t sense Ferdinand’s pheromones at all.

I walked into the room towards Tristan. My steps halted when I saw his eyes. They were close to his normal color. I was worried but also relieved.

"Did you take a contraceptive?" I asked, lifting his face.

"Not yet..." Tristan replied.

I opened the box in my hand and grabbed a suppressant, booster, and contraceptive, and handed them to Ferdinand. Then I headed back towards the door.

"Take them and get some rest. We’ll all go out later today so you’ll need to be well rested." I said, walking out the room.

Sylvester closed the door, looking equally as worried as I felt. I walked to my room and sat the box down on my table.

"His eyes were almost normal again... I hate to say it, but we might need Ferdinand during these next 5 days more than we initially thought." I said, turning around to face Sylvester and Cole.

"His eyes were almost normal? What the hell does this mean?" Sylvester asked.

"It means that while we can tire him out, Ferdinand is the only one who can completely satisfy him, physically. It’s probably why he feels the pull so strongly as well. Him being the Hyper-Dominant Alpha that he is, and him marking Tristan twice definitely holds deeper meaning." I replied.

"Then we will need to keep up with his suppressants. I assume that’s the only reason shit didn’t go sideways." Cole said, taking a seat at the table.

"Well that’s assuming that Tristan doesn’t become unhinged during the cycle." Sylvester added.

He was right, we didn’t know how the cycle would effect any of us when it hit. A horny Tristan was bad for the heart. He was incredibly sensual, and his pheromones were deadly.

"Where do you plan to go today?" Cole asked.

"Tristan wants to go to the amusement park again. He said as much last night. We have the man power, so I think we should be okay." I replied.

Sylvester and Cole stared at me in shock. I didn’t really understand why, we couldn’t keep Tristan cooped up in the house all day, everyday.

"What? It should be fine." I said.

"You want to take Ferdinand out in public with his unpredictability?" Sylvester asked.

"It’ll be fine. He won’t have time to lose his mind if Tristan is on his suppressants. We said as much just a moment ago." I retorted.

"The risks are greater than the reward, Bellamy." Sylvester replied.

"It’ll be fine. We have the means to control it today. Not to mention we will be keeping him from his siblings this weekend, it’s the least we can do." I said.

That shut them up immediately. Tristan hadn’t been able to really hang out with his siblings while in the house. Life was always hitting us too fast to ever let them just hang out. I was feeling especially remorseful about them not seeing each other more. And now that Tahlia and Kaihsie were with us, they needed it now more than ever.

"Then it’s settled, we’ll go to the park with everyone. Sylvester bring 10 guys, I’ll have Ferdinand bring 10 too. Add Payhne, Raihne, and Meyhymn to the mix and it should be fine." I said.

"Yeah... I still don’t like it though..." Sylvester said.

"Yeah well what choice do we have. The only time he’s left this house was when he was abducted. He needs this more than you know. Not to mention the kids. They’ve never even been anywhere except this house since they came here. They’ve definitely never been to an amusement park before." I said.

"Ugh... fine, whatever." Sylvester said, walking out of my room.

"I hope you’re right, Bellamy... For Tristan’s sake." Cole said, standing up to leave.

"Are you going to be okay? You definitely need new stitches." I said.

"I’ll have Soona do it before we head out. It’s still early, and I’m in no rush to be sewn up right now." He replied, walking out as well.

I didn’t reply and just watched him walk out of my room, closing the door behind him. I wasn’t 100% sure that everything would work out, but I knew I couldn’t face the upcoming week without at least giving them time to be together.

Nobody knew what the cycle would entail. Even Maybelline’s notes showed concern for Tristan’s mating cycle. It was the only unknown that she couldn’t plan for. I heaved another sigh and headed for my bathroom. I wanted to shower and clear my mind. I also needed sleep. I would be useless if we headed out as I was now.