Chapter 1 #3
The outcry and fear that would run rampant in the streets if the general populous ever found out would be great enough even the Imperial family would struggle to contain it.
Which was why Kian and Altair had tried so hard to “destroy” every lab attempting to make a drug like it that they learned of.
Levi wasn’t an idiot—not like Sadie. He knew Kian was holding onto vials himself, putting them aside for a rainy day, no doubt.
He’d fallen behind.
He did not like that.
“There are only two left,” Sadie told them. “We’re willing to hand them over, along with the omega, in exchange for what I asked for.”
“Show me.” Levi was over this game.
Sadie hesitated, but then nodded toward Allen. “Go get—”
Baal moved faster than anyone could blink, blaster pulled from where it’d been hidden at his lower back.
He fired a single shot, which landed in the center of the back of Allen’s skull.
Before the body dropped, he twisted, firing off into the rafters to the right, while Koah shot into action and took care of the three to the left.
The two men in back didn’t even bother to try, making a mad dash for the door where the omega had been pulled from.
They didn’t make it.
The second the rest were dead, both Baal and Koah set their blasters on Sadie, waiting for further instructions in case Levi still wanted him around for some reason.
“The omega as well.” Levi didn’t need him.
“Wait,” Baal interrupted, stopping Koah before he could follow the order. “He wasn’t lying about his identity. That really is Kian’s other brother.”
Was it?
Kian had been given up as a baby and had grown with an adopted family. They’d learned of his adoptive brother, of course, but Levi hadn’t bothered with photos. Despite what rumors on the streets were, he had no interest in dragging Kian’s family members who weren’t a part of the mafia into this.
But that didn’t mean he’d go out of his way to return this lost member to his enemy.
“If we keep him, he’ll be traced back to us and we’ll take the fall for what’s happened to him,” Koah pointed out. “I say we kill him. Burn the body with the rest. No one will ever know.”
“And if they ever do?” Baal disagreed. “If Kian finds out that we had the chance to return him and didn’t? That’s grounds for war. Things have settled since he’s taken over. There’s no reason to rock the boat.”
“If it was Shiloh Sobu lying on the ground, would you say the same?”
The omega twitched, a low gasp coming from his parted lips. The others didn’t seem to notice, but Levi did, watching as he rolled his head in their direction and peeled his eyes open.
Kian and his other siblings’ eyes were blue.
Not this one.
The omega blinked, seemingly trying to focus on what he was seeing, and then with enough effort it was actually admirable, he rolled himself onto his stomach.
And began crawling toward Levi.
It was a sad excuse for movement, his nails digging into cheap carpet fibers so he could pull himself forward inch by inch, but he seemed determined.
He left a trail of body fluids in his wake, a lewd wet line made of a mixture of slick and precome.
Whatever sedative he’d been given, it was clearly wearing off, more so with each passing second, and his omega instincts—completely foreign to him, if Sadie was to be believed—were urging him to find the strongest alpha in the room.
Levi didn’t pull away when the omega’s right hand finally wrapped around one of his ankles, staring down as the creature heaved from the exertion, even needing to rest his head on the ground.
“Please,” Sadie seemed to shake the shock which had kept him quiet, “I—”
Levi pulled his own weapon and shot him in the throat, only partially hearing the heavy thump when he fell, and the resounding gurgles as he choked on his own blood, his attention still locked onto the omega currently purring at his feet.
The sound was…pleasing. A soft, heady thrum coming from the omega’s chest. It faltered now and again, but Levi got the impression that was because his body was still learning what to do, how to emit the sounds and pheromones necessary to attract and please a potential mate.
He wasn’t in the market for an omega.
But Baal made a fair point, and there were plenty of uses for an omega outside of bedding them, especially a synthetic one.
“We’ll take him,” Levi decided, and leaving no room for his two most trusted advisors to continue arguing, swooped down and picked the omega up in his arms. He turned to Baal. “Find the drugs, then do a thorough sweep of the grounds.”
“You’re handling him yourself?” Koah asked while Baal got on his multi-slate to summon the soldiers waiting outside. He cowered away from the omega when Levi went to pass him, answering his own question in the process.
No one else here would be able to resist jumping this omega. Levi was the only one who could withstand the pull, which meant for the time being, he was the only who could be trusted with him.
“How very unfortunate you are,” he drawled quietly down to the omega, the corner of his mouth tipping upwards slightly when his eyes met violet ones.