Runaway Omega

I woke up feeling strange, as if something was missing. When I rolled over, I noticed Ferdinand sitting at the far end of the bed legs crossed. He looked uncomfortable, and extremely uneasy.

"What are you doing?" I asked, curious.

I had fallen asleep next to Cole, but woke up with Ferdinand, even if he wasn't directly beside me.

"How are you feeling?" He asked, not moving closer.

"Somethings wrong... what is it?" I asked.

I didn't understand it but, I felt scared even though I wasn't. It was as if I had awoken to a nightmare.

"Hmm... a lot happened while you were asleep. The kids are here... would you like to talk to Delcain?" He asked.

"Later... tell me what's happened. My body feels weird... like something is wrong. Tell me what it is, Now." I said.

I was so done with the way he was acting. It was like he was on edge, and since we both knew he could feel how I'm feeling, there was no reason to beat around the bush.

"Haah... Cole's father... he knew everything already... he uh... he took Cole... the bond we share works on a different scale between, Sylvester, Cole, Bellamy, and Me. It feels like they are trying to force his rut...but without you and your pheromones... it's equivalent to being horny but without an erection..." He replied, not meeting my eyes.

I didn't feel particularly aroused, so I wasn't sure what he meant. However, I did feel a deep fear and wariness that I couldn't explain. I realized that I was probably channeling Cole's emotions. My eyes widened at the realization.

"He's scared... I can't speak about being aroused but I can certainly feel his fear." I said.

My head began to hurt like it was going to split open. I placed my right hand on my head, gripping my skull. I looked at Cole's mark and felt like crying. His fear was so persistent, I wanted to do anything to calm him down, but I had no idea how to help him.

"Do you have a headache again?" Ferdinand asked.

"Mmm... yea something like that..." I replied. I knew it wasn't a headache but a sickening craving for my Alphas. It hit hard like an addiction, and I could feel the pain behind my eyes. I closed my eyes tight and rubbed Cole's mark with my thumb, then kissed it softly while lying back down.

I felt like my inner fear was calming down. I couldn't help but smile, it was like he heard me anyway.

"I'm kind of getting jealous..." Ferdinand sighed.

"Haah... seriously?" I replied, exasperated.

"I'm sorry... but you should know your feelings intensify when you focus on our marks... it happened earlier too... I don't know if distance plays a part in it, but it was really comforting and also heartbreaking." He said.

"Come here..." I said.

Ferdinand walked across the bed on his knees to me. Once he was close enough to touch me he stopped. He sat back down and I was curious why he didn't come closer, but the look in his eyes said he should definitely keep his distance.

"Can you release just a little bit of your pheromones?" I asked.

"What for?" He asked.

"Because I asked? Should I call Sylvester instead?" I retorted.

At that his scent filled my lungs and the pain splitting my skull disappeared. I sighed and looked up at Ferdinand quizzically. He wasn't really talking or touching me. A complete 180 from just two days ago. It dawned on me what he said earlier...

"Wait! The kids are here? What happened?!" I asked sitting up instantly.

"Nothing to worry about, Sylvester just went to go get them... I'm pretty sure they are in the playroom with the twins." He replied, not looking me in the eyes, again.

I realized I wasn't going to get anything useful from Ferdinand, so I decided to test Ferdinand's theory. I placed my left hand on Sylvester's mark and willed him to come to me.

"Don't do that!" Ferdinand exclaimed.

But it was too late, Sylvester came rushing threw the door. His eyes were flickering between gray and white. He seemed even more on edge than Ferdinand, but more shocking than that was the blood on his clothes.

"What the fuck happened to you!?" I exclaimed.

"Haah... seriously, who the hell knew it would be that effective..." Ferdinand sighed.

Sylvester was beside me in a matter of seconds and I could tell that not all of the blood on his clothes belonged to him. Something happened at the penthouse and Sylvester obviously was at the thick of it.

"Sylvester? I asked you what happened... you'd best explain your appearance to me right now! Calm your ass down and focus!" I yelled, slapping the hand away that was about to touch my face.

He sobered immediately and then grimaced. Once his eyes focused he looked awkwardly at me, then Ferdinand.

"Some government agents came for the kids... I killed them... and got shot in the process... but I'm okay. What was that? What did you do to me just now?" He replied, confused.

"I don't really know myself, but that doesn't matter now. What's more important is what you all plan to do. It's not like we can go get Cole, and you all seem on edge. Explain what's happening to you." I said.

"I don't fully understand it, but we can feel that something is happening to Cole. At first it was strong, almost unbearable, but now it's faint. It's like he's asleep or losing consciousness." Sylvester said.

"Explain to me what the bond feels like for you guys... I'm beginning to think it's different from me and my experience." I said.

"Well... when it comes to you, we can feel your physical and emotional state almost 24/7... baring when you sleep." Ferdinand said.

"But between each other we can only feel the physical aspects, and something akin to shared emotions. Like if we all feel the same way, or a majority do then that sentiment is shared amongst us." Sylvester added.

"I can only feel your emotional states..." I murmured.

"Sylvester what did it feel like just now when I wanted to talk to you?" I asked.

"It wasn't that I heard you call me or anything, it was like an instinctual feeling that you needed me. It made me shudder and made my skin crawl. I also instinctively knew where you were. " He replied.

"Thanks for saving the kids Sylvester... I'd like to go see them now..." I said.

"It's fine. I promised you I would. And they are in the playroom." Sylvester said.

Ferdinand scooped me up and took me to the playroom. As we traveled up the stairs, I could feel that Ferdinand was extremely happy to hold me. It was practically oozing from him. We came to a solid steel door with heavily bolted hinges. The large door looked imposing as hell.

"What's up with this door?" I asked.

"The room doubles as a panic room. Once it's closed it can only be opened from the inside. The door is made with steel-reinforced concrete, and it's 3.5 ft thick. Similar to a bank vault door." Ferdinand said with a smile.

"What happens if the kids close it by accident?" I asked concerned.

"Hahaha! Just how strong do you think those kids are? It takes two of us to open and close this door. Also in the event the door gets closed with no one inside, there's a secret entrance. Like I said it used to be a panic room of sorts. Behind the walls surrounding this room was 8 inch thick steel already. We just added the door." Ferdinand said.

"So how do we get in? Can they even hear us knock?" I asked.

"No it's completely soundproof. We just use this intercom here." He replied.

"Sylvester go shower and change before you let the girls see you. Have Bellamy patch you up." Ferdinand said.

"Yeah okay..." Sylvester replied.

I could feel he just wanted to be near me. He was ridiculously sad, as if I were dying. It felt like my chest was tightening up.

"Ferdinand, put me down for a bit." I said.

Ferdinand set me down, then I grabbed Sylvester's sad face and looked in his eyes. Out of all the guys, his eyes were the most terrifying and beautifully serene. As I stared a bit more, I could feel his sadness slowly morph into worry.

"You helped save my siblings. You protected them even at the cost of your own well being. I'm so grateful, and very proud of you. You also came back to me, even though I've been unreasonable. I'm sorry about that... forgive me?" I asked.

"Yes. Always. I'm sorry I went too far. I will promise to work on it, if I can. Can I... touch you?" He asked, practically trembling.

I nodded my head and he touched my face. I could immediately feel him calm down, it was weird to feel tense when I, myself, wasn't tense.

"I'm a jerk aren't I? I really am sorry... even after hearing your fears, I couldn't get past my own self hatred... to care about how you felt... ugh... I'm the worst... you too Ferdinand... I'm sorry for being an asshole." I said, as Sylvester kissed my face all over.

I felt Ferdinand come behind me and hug me. He kissed my nape and I shuddered. My head wasn't hurting anymore, but my body felt a strange fulfillment. As if this was necessary for my well-being. I couldn't help feeling emotional and started crying again.

"It's okay, it's okay... Delcain told us it would be harder on you mentally. We didn't think the bond would be this strong either. Please don't cry. We will figure it out together." Sylvester said, wiping my tears away.

"We will just take it one day at a time. We'll work on it together. And we'll figure something out with Cole too. I won't let my best friend suffer for his father's amusement." Ferdinand said, squeezing me tighter.

"Go see the kids... they've been waiting for you. I'm going to go wash up and see Bellamy." Sylvester said, kissing my lips before walking away.

I turned in Ferdinand's arms and let him hug me fully. I couldn't explain why I was feeling emotionally overwhelmed, but my chest was aching from it all. Ferdinand released a small amount of his pheromones and my body instantly relaxed. He scooped me up in his arms again, and pressed his cheek to mine.

"Cole can feel your sadness too. So be strong for him, don't let him worry about you too much, okay?" Ferdinand said.

"O-Okay..." I breathed.

After holding me for a bit, Ferdinand set me back down and wiped my face. Then he gave me a kiss, before hitting the intercom button.

"Payhne. Raihne. It's me. Open the door."

After a brief silence, a loud thunking sound was heard. Then the massive door opened inward. After I stepped inside the girls screamed loudly at the sight of me.

"Tristan!" Sable exclaimed.

"Big Brother!!" Arrisa yelled.

I was so relieved to see them, I dropped to my knees and opened my arms. They ran right into them, hugging me with all their might. I was filled with incredible love and warmth. They healed my soul everytime I doubted myself.

"This room is amazing!! I wanted to make it my room but Uncle Bellamy told me I couldn't." Sable said, pouting.

"Big Brother, do you want to play with us? Payhne has to go to the store for groceries, I told him no veggies but he won't listen to me. Raihne has to go to the vet to get the doggies." Arrisa said explaining what they were playing.

"No I'm going to watch you have fun, and talk to Del for a bit okay?" I said.

"Kay!" She exclaimed, and went back to playing with Sable and the twins.

I looked up and nearly forgot about the massive playroom Cole had been describing. Seeing was believing, because this room was absolutely ridiculous. I snapped my head to Ferdinand after scanning the room. He avoided eye contact with a smirk on his smug face. There was a little play village in one corner with two tiny houses, a grocery store, a pet clinic, and a doctor's office. Next to it was the doll house area. The house was as tall as Sable, and there were two stacked tubs that no doubt had accessories and dolls galore inside.

There was a miniature tree house in the center of the room, it had a rideable mini train that circled it, and a ball pit that one could jump into from the tree house. The bakery was in another corner, equipped with a small oven, a sink, a mini fridge, a hot chocolate maker, ice-cream machine, and a snowcone machine. There were open shelves that had a ridiculous amount of ingredients. The swing set was only a small two seater bolted to the ground, meant more for leisure swinging instead of wild erratic swinging. Soft couches and chairs faced a wall with a puppet theater in front of them. They even had their own large bathroom connected to the room.

Sable's Artistic Alley, was plastered on a wall above all of her art supplies. There was even an area for Kaleb, with a TV, video games, comic books, toy trucks, train sets, and a building set. He really had gone overboard for the kids. Delcain was sitting on a sofa by the door watching the kids play with a small smile playing on his lips. We locked eyes for a moment and his smile grew wider. Just as I had done for the girls, he spread his arms wide for me.

I stood up and quickly realized Ferdinand wasn't in the room anymore, but the door wasn't shut. I walked over to Delcain and collapsed on the couch beside him, giving him a tight hug. It was weird I never noticed his scent being as strong as it was. Honestly I couldn't recall smelling him before today.

"Delcain...? You smell like fresh peaches... have you been eating them?" I asked.

He tensed up a bit, but quickly relaxed and rubbed my cheek. I laid down on his lap and breathed deeply. I really missed him, it was a different kind of longing. Even though he was younger than me, I looked up to and relied on him a great deal.

"You probably don't remember, because we've been really good at keeping everything together but, I'm fairly sure I'm going to go into heat soon. Within the next couple of days. Luckily for me, you mated the biggest threats to my cycle. But I'm probably going to sequester myself to my room after today, and have Bellamy give me suppressants and what not." He said.

He was right, we used to keep up with our cycles like clockwork, since we couldn't afford to go into heat at work. Kaleb would be coming of age soon and his heats would start as well.

"With everything that's been happening I haven't really been able to keep up with a routine anymore. I had completely forgotten about it until Sable and Arrisa said the same as you.... I'm uh... sorry about Cole. I wish I knew how to help him..." Delcain said, looking especially remorseful.

I looked at my right wrist, I hadn't felt his emotions or fear for a while now maybe Sylvester was right and he was just sleeping. His mark hadn't faded so he wasn't dead at least.

"Yeah... the mating was a little more than we bargained for... I don't regret it, but I regret not being fully educated on the subject..." I said kissing Cole's mark, before turning over in Delcain's lap to face him.

"What do you mean? Sylvester said the same thing but he wouldn't explain properly." Delcain said, running his fingers through my hair.

"I'm deeply tied to their emotions. And in contrast they are deeply tied to my physical and mental state of being. After we mated, I was tired... but my body was raring to go, so in turn, so were they. It was a huge pain to deal with. If they die, just kill me too... I refuse to go through that again." I said, looking up at Delcain.

His eyes were wide open and as round as saucers.

"You're connected to them emotionally?! Like you can feel their emotions all the time?!" Delcain whispered loudly.

"It's mostly when I focus on them or their mating marks. I could feel Cole's fear for a while but it's gone now. The rest are just anxious." I replied.

"That's insane! Oh wait, I think I understand... but I'm too scared to say it right now so ask me later... Haah... how do you like being mated?" He asked with a smirk.

"It's terrible... I'm a terrible mate." I whined.

"It can't be that bad, they still like you." He chuckled.

"I suspect it's just the honeymoon phase. I was out cold for two days and then when I came to, I snapped at them and kicked them out of the room... it's wasn't all their fault but... it was annoying, and terrifying. I just couldn't deal with it all."

"Haha well they said they'd love you for better or for worse so no going back now."

We talked and watched the kids play for hours. Kaleb played with the girls and the twins for a long time, before picking out some comic books and reading them on another sofa. The girls dragged the twins all over the room, making brownies and ice-cream, riding the train around, they even made them do a puppet show. Which turned out to be quite hilarious. It was a peaceful and blissful day that was much needed for our little family...

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Cole's Point Of View

"Mr. Wyhett isn't he your son? Why would you bring him here? He is not an Omega, right?"

"It doesn't matter anymore, he mated with Tristan behind my back. So we are going to use him to draw Tristan out."

"Excuse me?! H-He mated with Tristan... alone?"

"Well, I would assume so, Why?"

"Sir, Tristan has an extremely unique constitution. To mate with him alone and then leave him, would be a veritable death sentence for Tristan."

"Cole! What have you done? You absolute idiot!" My father yelled at me for the umpteenth time since traveling here.

The air in this place felt disturbing and it rubbed my skin the wrong way. I now perfectly understood why those kids ran and didn't look back. I didn't want to correct or educate my father on Tristan's unique constitution. Whatever I could do to keep him safe and away from this place I would do it.

"Answer me boy!" My father snapped, slapping me across the face.

"Listen to me very carefully father, Tristan means more to me than my own life. I would kill you a hundred times over to save his life! I would burn this disgusting facility to the ground if I knew it would protect him! Get your answers from somewhere else, because I would never let you hurt him anymore than you already have!" I spat.

"So you knew, and you mated with him anyway to spite me? How did you turn out to be just as worthless as your ignorant mother!? I should have killed both of you!" He yelled, grabbing me by my neck and squeezing hard enough to cut off my air flow.

I stared in open shock at the blatant confession. He had just admitted to killing my mother. I had assumed she just left and didn't return, but she didn't return because she was dead. This bastard had killed her, all so he could sexually assault children. I wanted to throw up. I wanted him to die. I wanted to carve him up like a holiday ham and leave him for the crows. He deserved nothing but absolute hatred.

"Mr. Wyhett sir, if this boy has indeed mated with Tristan, then we need him to impregnate him before he can be impregnated by anyone else." Some lab coat said, looking terrified.

"What are you saying?! What the fuck kind of Omega did that bastard create?!" My father exclaimed.

"It wasn't him... in fact we didn't know until the information was leaked when talk of mating him was being discussed... A woman named Maybelline wove a genetic code into his genome to thwart the director. The director was furious with Maybelline, he ended her life too soon. We couldn't get enough information about it. What we know is when Tristan takes a mate, his body with reject the pheromones and sperm of any other species until he births his mates child. She joyously told us this information as she died."

"How do you know she wasn't lying?" Wyhett asked.

"Of course we ran the appropriate tests and studied his genome. It was woven in just as she said. She was one of the greatest minds, this facility had ever seen." The lab coat guy lamented.

"So all we need to do is get him and Tristan together and they'll make a perfect Alpha or Omega child?" Wyhett asked.

"Essentially yes... but that child would be your grandchild. Would you subject them to that kind of lifestyle?"

"Well he's no longer my son. As far as the world is concerned my son died in a tragic accident." My father nonchalantly said, dropping me to the ground.

I choked trying to fill my lungs with air. My ears were ringing but fear was setting in, my father planned to theoretically kill me off. What would he do if he accomplished his goal? Would he kill me afterwards?

"Well I have a hunch where that little slut is, I'm going to go there as soon as Jehriko returns. In the meantime..."

"Hngh!"

My father stabbed me in the neck with a syringe while continuing his statement, "Use him to mate with another Omega. Hopefully he can sire some decent offspring."

My body grew hot, and my breaths grew ragged. I curled up on the floor not understanding what was happening. It was like my rut was triggering, however I had no erection.

"Mr. Wyhett sir, he cannot mate with any other Omegas... ever. The bond he has with Tristan is absolute. It was woven in by that same scientist."

"So he is impotent? Haha! How utterly useless!" Wyhett laughed.

Just then, the doors to the room were flung open and Jehriko came storming in. He looked absolutely pissed, his hazel eyes glowing wildly. He stormed into the room and immediately stepped on my throat.

"Ungh! Hngh!"

"Jehriko calm down! What happened son?" Wyhett asked.

"Jezicah is dead! Along with 15 of my men! That bastard Sylvester was there! The kids had already escaped by the time we arrived. Sylvester locked himself behind a door that no one had a key card to. They said it was an underground storage room Ferdinand had built with restricted access." Jehriko spat, while kicking me repeatedly.

"Hahaha! It wasn't just Sylvester! Ahahaha I warned you! You disgusting, detestable, depraved bastards! I hope she suffered!" I yelled, as he continued to kick me in the stomach and back.

I was in an excruciating amount of pain, but it was a welcomed sacrifice to see the pained look on his face. I couldn't help but laugh harder with each kick.

"It doesn't matter. I figured out where Ferdinand is, and I have no doubt that's where they are. I'm going to take great pleasure in fucking that delicious hole of his. For your sake I hope you mated with him, I'll be sure to take him right in front of you!" Jehriko yelled.

I stilled, they had found Ferdinand much to soon. Fear and panic set in, Ferdinand's home was a fortress but it wasn't impenetrable. I couldn't laugh anymore, I needed a way to alert the guys. I needed to get information to them before it was too late. Suddenly I felt a warm caress encasing my entire body. It felt like a warm gentle hug, and I instinctively knew it was Tristan.

He must have felt my fear and panic, and now he was trying to console me. I laughed again, this time joyously. Even this far away I could feel him, and his worry and concern for me. He must have woken up.

'That's right. I can't let him worry about me too much. He's going to need to focus.'

"Ah damn... I really fucking love him... What a ridiculous feeling..." I groaned, sprawled out on the ground.

"Nobody cares you stupid clueless idiot!" Jehriko spat.

"I care. And he cares. I'm so incredibly happy right now. I hope you die jealous and bitter. Hahaha." I sighed.

"Wyhett, let's head back. I'll brief you on the way. I have men posted around Ferdinand's estate. All we need are pawns, distractions, and sleeping gas."

"Right. Do what you want with Cole. Run some tests as well. We can get his child when I come back with his mate." My father said walking away.

I couldn't even care to process their words, I was too caught up in feeling Tristan's love for me. I closed my eyes thinking about him, so I could focus more on him...

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Ferdinand's Point Of View

"What are we going to do? I feel like I'm going to become unhinged in a matter of days... Whatever they are doing to Cole, Tristan can feel it on an emotional level. When he woke up he could immediately tell something was wrong." I said.

I was in my office talking to Sylvester and Bellamy. We needed to figure out a plan. Tristan would no doubt spiral the longer he could feel Cole's fear.

"I was thinking of letting the kids make a pallet in the playroom for a few days. They're safer in there than anywhere else. Unfortunately I don't think Tristan would be able to sleep in there after one night." Bellamy replied.

"Yeah, I agree. Cole was right, he'll need our pheromones too often. Even more so with Cole gone and the bond being so strong." I said.

"Yea... I caught that in the hallway. He immediately relaxed from just being touched. Even if he didn't realize it himself." Sylvester added.

"I called Meyhymn to see if he could do some hacking for us. He said he'd be here in 2 days." Bellamy said.

"Good. There are too many unknowns. We need Tristan's medical records, a schematic of the facility, a roster of the employees, and a way to leak the information to the press." I said.

"Oh my Gods! That's fucking genius! Releasing the information to the press would make it harder for them to act in the shadows! Good thinking Ferdinand!" Sylvester said.

"I want to make sure they can never take Tristan back comfortably again. The director was one thing, but we'd basically have to kill every government agent to ensure that otherwise. And that's not exactly realistic." Bellamy said.

It was a ridiculous thought, but one I would turn into reality if it came down to it. What Jehriko had said was still fresh in my mind. He too had been promised a child from Tristan, it made me wonder how many more there would be. Since Cole was alive still, I wondered who all knew the full extent of what it meant to mate with Tristan.

"Alright, since it's Monday night Tristan can sleep in your room Ferdinand. Tomorrow night he'll sleep in mine, but the kids will stay in the playroom all week. How's that sound?" Bellamy asked.

"Yeah it's good. I'm going to go tell them now. Its getting late as it is." I said.

I got up from my desk and headed down to the playroom it was just 2 rooms over and I could here the kids having the time of their lives with the door open. I walked in and noticed Kaleb reading, Sable painting with Raihne, and Arrisa having a tea party with Payhne. I figured Tristan would be playing with the kids as well, but he was already asleep with his head on Delcain's lap.

"Kids, I want you to sleep here in the playroom for a while. Can you do that?" I whispered.

They turned around eyes wide and nodded their heads yes.

"Payhne. Raihne. Make some big pallets and don't let them stay up late. They have all day to play tomorrow too." I said.

They nodded in agreement as well. Then I walked over to Delcain and scooped Tristan up. Before I could leave however Delcain stood up as well, and walked with me. He then tapped me on the shoulder once I got into the hallway.

"I can't sleep in here with them. I'm going to sequester myself in my room. I think my heat is about to start, can't risk being around the twins for too much longer. Will you send Bellamy to me?" Delcain asked.

My eyes widened in apprehensive shock. I never thought about their heats since they could be triggered at anytime, I assumed they didn't have regular heat cycles.

"You guys have regular heat cycles? I know this sounds like a dumb question, but I just assumed you didn't because they could be triggered whenever." I said.

"Yeah if we continuously go without having them triggered we just have regular cycles. If they get triggered forcefully, the countdown starts from that day. Unless of course it's continuously triggered then it's always starting over. We don't get a heat cycle until we come of age, and that also means we can't get pregnant before then either. While we all can have our heats triggered from birth, they aren't true heats. Think of it as just oozing pheromones, without all the other side effects like arousal and sexual needs." He explained.

The more I thought about it, the more it made sense. The facility would go bankrupt if it needed so many suppressants, but if they could control their heat cycles then managing supplies would be much easier. It also made sense why they waited until the children came of age to sell them. If they couldn't bare children then they were useless to the world.

"Okay... would you like Sylvester to install some heavy bolt locks on your door? Not saying the twins would hunt you down or anything, but we are keeping the kids in the playroom in case of an attack or emergency." I asked.

"No it's fine, Tristan wouldn't be able to see me with the door bolted shut. He'd no doubt panic, and you'd have to knock the door down, ultimately defeating the purpose. Our heats only last 3 days so it should be fine." He replied, heading towards the stairs back down to his room.

I carried Tristan towards my room, and called out to Bellamy and Sylvester on my way.

"Bel. Syl. Meet me in my room real quick." I said towards my office.

I headed down the stairs and turned the corner leading to my room. Once I was there I laid Tristan down and covered him with a blanket. I stripped to my boxers, and then put on pajama bottoms but no shirt. By the time I got into bed Bellamy and Sylvester were walking into my room.

"Hey so slight change of plans. Delcain can't stay in the playroom, he's about to go into heat for about 3 days. Bel he's going to need suppressants. Try to convince him to let Sylvester put dead bolt locks on his door. His reasoning not to get them is that Tristan wouldn't be able to have access to his room, but we can always give him a key or something." I said.

They had the same surprise on their faces as well. I couldn't blame them, everyday something new about these kids appeared and kicked us in the teeth.

"Yea if they continuously go without having their heats triggered they have normal heats every 2-3 months. Having them triggered restarts that clock. They also don't get their heat cycles until they come of age, before then it's just pheromones." I explained.

"What the hell? Can you imagine what would have happened if we didn't mate with Tristan? Shit would have exploded way out of proportion." Sylvester said.

"The guys should be almost done in the basement Bel. If you need anything else from your lab go get it now, I'm going to get them to install more computers and monitors for Meyhymn when he arrives, you guys can work down there together." I said.

"Right, that's much more efficient. Sorry for all the trouble. I just don't want to spend all my time at the company doing this. People will ask too many questions." Bellamy replied.

"Alright that's all I had to say. Thanks for everything guys." I said waving them off.

I laid down beside Tristan, taking a deep breath of his scent. He rolled over putting his back to me and I nearly bit a hole through my lip. It was going to be a long night....