Runaway Omega
Chapter 90 - - 90 We Need To Talk

Chapter 90: Chapter - 90 We Need To Talk

Aidehynn’s Point Of View

"Alright Aidehynn. I’ve waited long enough. I didn’t want to undermine you in front of the other Kings, but now that we are alone... talk." Waihlynn said.

"What do you want me to say? I didn’t tell you about my facility because it doesn’t meet any of the requirements you wanted..." I shrugged.

We had agreed to meet up with Zachariah tomorrow, so we were currently relaxing in his hotel up the road. I had a lot of questions and a lot on my mind, but no one could answer them at the moment.

’I wonder when I will get the chance to meet Tristan again...’

His ideas had made me curious. His genome made me curious as well. I could still smell his pheromones on me, it made worry about Ferdinand and the rest of Tristan’s mates. They had to go through so much intense emotions, concerns, and stress on a daily basis. I couldn’t even begin to fathom how hard their daily struggles were.

"Aidehynn!? Are you even listening?!" Waihlynn yelled.

I wasn’t at all, but the fury in his eyes made me not want to answer honestly.

"What is it that you do at your facility, Aidehynn?" Naithynn asked.

"I help reform Omegas. They receive a basic education and job skills." I shrugged.

"Successfully?" Waihlynn asked, perplexed.

"Only in Ash’Burhrowz, but yes... Omegas work in retail stores, the library, and a few other places... but, Omegas are widely discriminated against in Delgahtowe so most don’t want to leave Ash’Burhrowz..." I replied.

"Why keep this a secret little brother? I don’t understand... this is extraordinary news..." Waihlynn asked, taking a seat beside me.

I looked up at Naithynn and he wouldn’t meet my eyes. For a long time Naithynn only looked at Omegas as sexual toys, and Waihlynn was just indifferent to it all. How could I ever hope that they would see things differently?

"It’s because of how we treat Omegas?" Waihlynn asked, looking between me and Naithynn.

"You guys never saw them as people. You never cared about what dad and Charles wanted for the facilities. They were just a means to an end for you guys. I just couldn’t see them that way... and I didn’t want my views to cause you guys to fight and argue about it. What else could I do?" I asked, looking up at them.

They both averted their gazes, no doubt because of the truth behind my words. They had fought tooth and nail over what they each wanted in a facility. They even went months not speaking to each other afterwards. There was no hope of me voicing my own opinions with how they acted. The only thing that had brought us back together was the death of our father.

"Okay, I understand. And I’m also sorry you were feeling like you couldn’t speak up for yourself. I promise to work on it..." Waihlynn sighed.

"I’m sorry. I just can’t see Omegas the same way that you can. Honestly, I don’t see what’s so wrong about having more Omegas like Tristan around, either. He smelled so damn amazing I still can’t get over it. I’ll probably never wash this suit again. I don’t understand why having an Omega around who needs to be fucked constantly is a bad thing. In my opinion Ferdinand and Sylvester are living the dream. It makes me hate them even more..." Naithynn grumbled.

His outburst made me and Waihlynn glare at him. I couldn’t believe he let that shit come out of his mouth. Waihlynn stood up angrily and approached him. He grabbed Naithynn by the shoulders and looked deep into his eyes.

"I want you to understand something, Naithynn. Imagine finding your mate, however you were not enough for them. On top of it all, every Alpha around them would want to fight and kill you just to fuck your mate. Now, imagine mom being an Omega with that kind of body, and dad was killed trying to protect her. Then after killing dad, they took mom away and used her as a breeding tool until she died. Would that not bother you...?" Waihlynn asked, sternly.

Naithynn stared at him in shock, anger was slowly consuming his features, as the scenes were no doubt playing in his mind.

"That’s what Bennhayzin meant when he said treat it as if it were personal. Ferdinand and company will need to do that into perpetuity. If they have children, their children will worry in that same regard. If you only view them as sex toys you will never understand. Try to look at them like human beings, little brother..." Waihlynn said, releasing his shoulders and placing a hand on top of Naithynn’s head.

"I’m sorry... I was ignorant of what I was saying..." He murmured.

"It’s fine. I didn’t quite understand myself. It wasn’t until I met Tristan that I truly understood. I wanted to take him, even as he sat in Ferdinand’s arms. I didn’t really understand it, and mostly thought I was just having a physical crisis... however once they said what was going on with his body, it all started to make sense. Alphas like Rahzden, Danhiel, and his mother Chastaine will be a problem with progress. And will be the biggest thorns in Ferdinand’s side. I may not like the guy but I can sympathize with the man." Waihlynn sighed.

"Well... let’s get some rest, then come up with a plan for our facilities... maybe we can just pool our resources and make our own facility like Dyah plans to. One that doesn’t rely in Danhiel’s family or government funding..." I said.

"Yeah... we can definitely figure something out..." Waihlynn replied.

I had my doubts about Naithynn... though he seemed to have a better understanding... he didn’t seem willing to change his ways.

’I just hope he doesn’t do anything too rash, or try to defect to Danhiel’s side alone...’

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Kaleb’s Point Of View

"KALEB! ARRISA! LET GO OF THEM!" I heard Delcain yell.

I couldn’t see anything, we had been separated when the tank crashed through the front doors and began to fire its smaller guns. Arrisa and Ezekihel ran to the left as the others tried to keep going back towards the kitchen.

I watched Raihne come to a stop and Sable scream out at something behind me, but before I could even turn to see what had her so scared, a thick burlap bag was placed over my head. My current abductor was using me as a shield as he moved backwards towards what I assumed was the tank.

I heard Arrisa and Ezekihel yelling from somewhere nearby, and then the guns began to fire again. My heart was pounding and I couldn’t catch my breath.

Suddenly, my body was thrown onto a hard metal surface, knocking the wind out of my lungs instantly. My hands were bound and my body lurched forward, startling me. I could hear Delcain and Raihne’s voices getting further away.

I realized too late that they had indeed thrown me on top of the tank and were now speeding off as they shot at anyone who tried to approach.

"Inform the boss that the Omega wasn’t here but we were able to get three other Omegas. It would appear that Ezekihel was hiding out here in the mansion as well. Hastings will love having his defective pet back! Hahaha!" I heard a man cackle.

"JUST LET THEM GO! TAKE ME INSTEAD! YOU DONT NEED TO DO THIS!" Ezekihel yelled.

I didn’t have any particular feelings for the outsider Omega, but he did use his body to protect Arrisa, so I couldn’t outright hate him. I could hear Arrisa sobbing from somewhere nearby as well. The whole situation was terrifying. I felt like an idiot for thinking that Tristan was being irrational at trying to keep us safe, now that they were taking us to an unknown location and Tristan wasn’t even around, I could only think that he hadn’t been irrational enough.

"Put them into the van and take them to Danhiel. We can’t use the helicopters, because that crazy bitch shot them both down." A man said as he lifted me off of the tank.

He threw me over his shoulder and the jostled movements did nothing to help me breathe. I was roughly thrown into a vehicle and heard Arrisa’s sobbing much louder than before.

"Come here Ari. Follow my voice, okay?" I groaned.

"O-Okay... Kaleb..." She sobbed.

I felt her get closer and rested my head against her chest. I couldn’t tell her, but I was absolutely terrified, and her erratic heartbeat calmed me down to no end.

"E-Ezekihel...?" Arrisa whispered tearfully.

"Yeah... I’m here sweet bean... sorry I couldn’t protect you better... I’m just... a really big scaredy-cat..." He replied.

His voice seemed to tremble, I was envious that he could voice his fears so easily. I could never do that, even at the threat of death... it couldn’t even be blamed on pride or ego, I just never wanted my little sisters to worry more about me, than their own safety.

"As long as we stay together, the guys should be able to find us... I’m worried about getting separated..." Ezekihel whispered softly.

"Why...?" I asked.

"Meyhymn gave me a tracking braclet..." He replied.

I didn’t know why, but that information was ten times more comforting than anything else...

’I just hope Tristan’s safety isn’t put in jeopardy either... the guys would never save us first before Tristan... Haaah... Fuck... I’m so damn scared...’