Runaway Omega

I woke up warm and suffocating. Someone was hugging me too tightly in their sleep. I took a deep breath, and immediately knew who it was.

"Sylvester, you're squeezing me too tight." I groaned in his neck. He loosened his hold a bit, but he didn't move or open his eyes.

If it weren't for the bond we shared, I'd assume he was asleep. However, he was so ridiculously happy and full of satisfaction that there was no way he was asleep.

"I know you're awake. You're just like Ferdinand, I'm not this excited you know... to be honest I feel really filthy, even though I smell like peaches for some reason." I said.

"That's because I bathed you. Also, you're not filthy at all... I'm just incompetent... I wasn't able to protect my mate, what's worse is that he ended up protecting me. I feel awful... please forgive me Tristan." Sylvester said looking defeated.

"You can protect me, but I will also do what it takes to protect you too. I know you'll always come for me, and I also know you will do what it takes to protect me. It's just... for you guys I'm the only mate you can ever have... my body may not agree with me but... I can't bare to lose any of you. I don't want any other Alphas... Ever..." I said tearing up.

"We came too close today... to losing you, Cole, and Ferdinand. Soona saved Cole and patched up Ferdinand, but I very nearly lost my mind. I don't want to expirence that again." He said, hugging me tighter.

"Soona? She saved Cole? She's come so far... she used to be afraid of blood, Auntie Constantine used to yell at her all the time... haah wonder if she's going to be alright now..." I sighed.

"Well she'll be here in two hours, you can ask her then..." Sylvester said.

"Wha... she'll what?!" I yelled, sitting up in shock.

"Yeah... we are taking in 7 more Omegas and around 30 of them are going to make my old home into a school and sanctuary for Omegas. With Meyhymn's help of course." Sylvester said nonchalantly, before pulling me back into his arms.

"It'll be fine... we need the extra help to take care of the kids... we gained 3 new children to our home... you can meet them later. I think everyone but Meyhymn and Bellamy are asleep right now. Lady Josephine is here too now. I'm pretty sure she's in Delcain's room." Sylvester said.

My head was spinning from all the unknown and unexpected information. I wasn't particularly unhappy about it. I liked Soona, she's been around for as long as I could remember. It was just that, I had tried to forget that place, and now it was slowly encompassing me. Like a constant reminder of the hell we all shared. We had nothing in common except that place, so conversations would begin with new experiences and end with past reminiscing.

"Don't fret too much, Bellamy is planning to build them a place a little ways away. Only the kids are going to stay... too many adult Omegas in one place could be too much for the twins and Meyhymn." Sylvester said, clearly sensing my worries.

"Yeah... I'm happy, and I'd like to see them, but I don't want to be reminded of that place everyday. The older women went through a lot of hell too. I'm not exactly interested in licking old wounds with them..." I sighed.

"It's okay... this is your house. Whatever you say, go's. Always." Sylvester said, kissing my face all over. I couldn't help but relax and smile.

"Mmm... okay..." I said.

Sylvester was the warmest out of everyone, it was like sitting next to a warm furnace all the time. I enjoyed being wrapped in it like a blanket. The problem was my body, I was keenly aware that it was severely unsatisfied. Not only that, but the last memory I had was of three bastards that I otherwise wanted to erase from my memory.

"Can I ask you something, without you getting mad at me?" Sylvester asked.

"Mmm... I'll try not to...?" I said looking at him curiously.

I could feel his fear and trepidation. I was curious what he would ask me.

"Is your body turned on, or is that you?" He asked.

My jaw dropped in total shock. That was the last thing I thought he'd ask me. I was at a complete loss for words.

"Wha...What?" I stammered.

"Uhm... well you're pheromones are... reeally strong... and I was worried something was wrong. But you're so calm right now, and your not even a little hard down here, so I was curious to know if it was you, or your body." He said, grinding my crotch against his midsection.

"Uhh... so I suppose it's a little bit of both... can I tell you a secret without you going crazy?" I asked.

"Are you going to tell anyone else this secret?" He asked.

"Mm... maybe Cole if he ever asks... I kinda acted irrationally against him, when they injected me with a heat inducer... so he might ask me... but you can never tell Ferdinand or Bellamy. Especially not Bellamy... Got it?" I said sternly.

If Ferdinand or Bellamy ever found out, I'd never get to leave their rooms on their days, much less their beds.

"My lips are sealed." Sylvester said seriously.

"Mm... well I subtly crave being ravaged by you guys... my body is always unsatisfied, I understand that... but my mind can't keep up with my body. Hell my body can't keep up with my body. I'm tired all the time... and you guys have too much stamina and energy for me... I'm always worried you guys will get pulled into my body's craving and lose control... I don't hate it per say, but if you guys always focus on what my body craves we'll never get to do anything but screw around. I don't want that, I want to be able to just be held by you guys without it turning sexual. Or to be able to go out with you guys and see things I've never seen before. I mean I haven't even seen all of the house yet, I haven't gotten to see what an arcade is yet, we haven't gotten to go on our date together yet, and I still haven't gotten to know you all as much as I'd like. Life is just happening too fast for me to keep up." I said into his chest. My face was on fire with embarrassment.

"Hmm... so this feeling, like I'm always horny is actually because of your body?" Sylvester asked confused.

"Uhm... probably..." I said, squeezing him tighter.

"Haah that's actually pretty good to know. I can't say I was a very chaste guy before I met you, but since mating with you, I want to be inside you all the time... I didn't want to tell you and freak you out, but it's always there like a terrible craving." He said, hugging me back.

It felt good to get that secret off my chest. I also felt bad that I was basically keeping them aroused all day long. It made me fearful of Fridays with them. I'd clearly need to come up with things to do together on Fridays. Or else I'd just get screwed all day, literally.

"Why don't you want Ferdinand or Bellamy to know?" He asked.

"Ferdinand only wants to grant my every wish, he'd take it as a personal challenge to satisfy my body. And well Bellamy is a demon. Sex with Bellamy is brutal... I don't need him competing with Ferdinand or worse, knowing that I clearly have masochistic tendencies when he's involved. They would never let me leave their beds."

"Ahh... yeah I can definitely see that happening... and no offense but knowing that, I'm not keeping this secret for you. It's more so out of self preservation... enduring this bond while you screw someone else is an absolute nightmare. I could handle it if it was just your arousal or satisfaction, but feeling Ferdinand's lust is unnerving. And Bellamy makes you feel conflicting feelings, like you want it but it terrifies you more. It makes me want to save you, but since you're not in danger I'm left at a loss..." He groaned.

"I'm sorry my body is so unreasonable... thanks for understanding Sylvester. But I'll make you a promise okay?" I said.

"Oh? What's that?" He asked tilting my head up to look into my eyes.

"I promise that if I want it, I'll ask for it." I said slipping my hand into his pants and rubbing his semi-hard erection.

"Haah... yeah, I don't hate you being assertive... Mmm... that feels good Tristan, but you should stop now..." He said, his eyes flickering.

"Hm? But why? I want it..." I whined.

"It's too soon... you had a pretty traumatic experience already today... let's not press our luck." He said, stopping my hand.

"Mm... but I need you to erase what happened, I can still see them when I close my eyes, I can see Cole bleeding out, and his pheromones growing weaker by the minute. Plus, are you saying you're willing to wait till next Wednesday to be inside me?" I said with a pout.

"Haaaah... seriously...that sounds like a nightmare... why are you doing this Tristan?" Sylvester groaned.

"Because I am unfortunately a slave to my body, and I was injected with two heat inducers, a paralytic drug, and a strong aphrodisiac but only came once, before the second round of injections. My body is burning with unsatisfied desire." I said kissing then biting his lip.

"Hmmm... I'm going to make you regret provoking me when I was trying to be a gentleman." He said, before kissing me deeply.

He let his pheromones flare hard as his tongue explored my mouth. He slowly began growling deep into the kiss. His scent was so strong, it pricked my skin and dulled my senses. He broke from his fierce kiss and stared at my eyes.

"Gah... your eyes are so beautiful when the ring around your irises glow... Strip for me Tristan..." He groaned into my neck.

My body moved on its own. I only had a bathrobe on, so it didn't take much for me to get naked. Sylvester watched me the entire time, while he removed his pajamas. I couldn't help but press my face against his chest.

"Mmm... so warm... I love it..." I groaned.

"Yeah, cuddle time is over love. It's time for adult cuddle time now." Sylvester said, reclining back on his bed.

He seized my ankles and placed them on either side of his head, positioning my head by his cock and mine by his head.

'I thought Bellamy had embarrassing positions, but this takes the cake!'

"Uhm... Sylvester... this position is a bit..."

"I told you, you'd regret it didn't I?" He said before taking me into his mouth and groaning.

It sent a shiver up my spine, the pleasure and warmth was so strong I almost ejaculated immediately.

"Ah... feels so good... Uhh..." I groaned, slowly moving my hips. It was a unintentional movement, but it increased the pleasure I was feeling.

Sylvester's cock twitched and released a stream of pre-cum. My mouth began to salivate, my body moved on instinct to put him in my mouth. The heady smokey taste sent me reeling, the moment I pushed him deep into my throat, I ejaculated into his mouth.

His groans drove me to take him deeper into my mouth. I couldn't stop moving on him even if I wanted to. My pace quickened, almost as if begging for him to give me everything.

"Gah! Fuck! That feels amazing Tristan. More, take even more of me!" Sylvester said, sitting up a bit against his headboard and thrusting his hips up into my throat, matching my downward thrusts.

He then inserted his tongue deep inside me and groaned again. I ejaculated on his stomach in an instant.

"Mmm... do you like being eaten Tristan? You taste fucking amazing, I'll give you whatever you want. So take everything from me whenever you want it." He said, adding his fingers and moving them fiercely in time with his hips.

"Hngh... Mngh!"

"I'm cumming Tristan. Swallow all of it!"

It didn't even matter I was having a dry orgasm so strong my body was shaking violently. My body was doing whatever it wanted, consequences be damned. Once he was done thrusting everything he had down my throat there was no respite given.

Sylvester stood on his knees and tossed me to my back in a split second. He brought my knees to my chest and entered me in the same breath.

"AH! S-So deep... inside mee! Fuuck! Sylvester... S-So good..."

"Haah... Tristan, it feels incredibly good... inside you..."

"D-Don't stop... I-I'm cumming... again!"

My body was in absolute bliss, everything felt increasingly better the longer it went on. Then, one by one, everyone's marks started to burn and pulse. Their emotions flooded my mind and body and drove me over the edge.

"Hahaha... I think we woke the others... they seem happy and pissed off all at once." Sylvester said, thrusting harder and deeper.

"AHH! D-Don't provoke... T-Them... Sylvester... AUGH! T-Too strong... Ugh! S-So good... S-Sorry guys... ACK!"

"Don't apologize... they would do... the same... Thing! Ungh... seriously, why does... this feel... so damn good...? I can't... stop..." Sylvester groaned, his thrusts gaining strength with every word.

"T-That's not it... AH! The marks... they burn stronger... Hngh!... with their emotions... and desires... AUGH!... it's painfully... euphoric..."

"Oh? Does it hurt you to only screw one of us at a time?" Sylvester asked, slowing his thrusts and rolling us over to put me on top of him as he laid down.

"Hngh... it's really hard to describe... it's like being branded again and again... but instead of feeling the lingering burn... I feel their lust for me and their need to take me... it's kind of scary to feel all at once..." I said, rolling my hips atop him.

"Mmm... well as long as it doesn't hurt you... I'm satisfied with continuing..." He said with a strong upward thrust.

"AHHH! T-TOO DEEP! SYLVESTER!?"

"Hmm... you say that, but you're having a dry orgasm as we speak... you really are a little masochist. Haha!"

He kept thrusting upwards while rocking his hips. My vision whited out and began to speckle. He held me by my knees and kept himself buried deep inside me without any space to move away from him. I could feel another orgasm coming, but I could do nothing but tremble violently.

"Sylvester... H-Help me... I-I want... to cum... now... Hngh! C'mon... stop messing around... UNGH!... Please!"

"Okay... anything for my wanton prince. Haaah." He moaned.

Then he sat up on his knees, wrapped my legs around his waist, and held me up by my ass. He kissed my lips for a bit, then suddenly started slamming me down onto his hard erection at a rapid pace.

"AHHH! Yes! S-So good! I-I'm cumming! D-Don't stop! AHH! FUCK! Yes! Hngh! Ungh! Mngh! Uhh... Sylvester... H-Hurry up!"

"Haah... so unreasonable... I don't want to cum yet... don't rile me up!"

"Mmm... but... I want it..." I groaned, releasing a strong amount of my pheromones.

"Gah! That's playing dirty!" He groaned, as he forcefully slammed himself into me.

"I'm getting tired... Sylvester... I'm sorry..." I murmured.

"Haah... okay. I understand." He replied.

He then withdrew from my body and sat me on my knees. He took both my hands and wrapped them around his cock. Then he lifted my head and kissed me deeply, and then breathed into my neck.

"Squeeze tighter. If you don't I'll put it back inside you. If I do that I'll have to clean you out in the shower, and I can't guarantee I won't try to screw you again."

His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I gripped him harder. He began to thrust his hips faster. The sensual movements felt like we were still having sex. I couldn't take my eyes off of his muscular hips or his pulsing erection in my hands. It was so erotic I didn't want him to stop.

"Tristan, stop inciting me. I can feel your arousal mounting." He groaned.

"Huff... Huff... Hufff... I can't help it. It's so sexy, it should be a sin..." I moaned, as I moved my thumbs over the top of his cock spreading his pre-cum around it.

"Seriously, you're going to be the death of me..." He gritted out.

I stopped listening, I wanted to taste him so bad. It felt like some subconscious all-consuming need. I could sense that he was about to cum any moment now. The pulsing in his mark was stronger and it matched the pulsing in my hands beat per beat.

"Tristan, I'm going to cum– AHH! W-Wait... W-What are you– Ungh!"

He didn't get a chance to finish his sentence, because I had already taken him deep into my mouth. I couldn't wait any longer. His taste exploded in my mouth and I couldn't help but groan as I accepted his everything. His taste was enrapturing and his pheromones were to die for.

"Hngh! O-Okay Tristan... let go now... seriously... I'm at my limit with your sex appeal!"

My mind didn't register what he was saying. My everything was focused on tasting more of him. Sylvester forcefully yanked me up from him and stared into my eyes. Then he sucked in a sharp breath, and I could feel his panic set in.

I didn't understand why he was panicking. My body was more satisfied now than it had ever been before. I was content and no longer sleepy. It was like eating a light meal in between mealtimes.

"Tristan! Are you okay?!" He asked, eyes searching.

"Mm... uh huh... hold me... I'd like to stay like this for a bit... can I?"

"Tristan... your pheromones are insanely strong, and your eyes are a bright pale green. There's no hazel in them at all anymore. The ring around your irises is a dark green. Are you sure you're okay?" He asked, slipping the bathrobe back on me.

"I feel fine... I feel better than fine... I'm not sure how to explain it, but it's like my body is 90% satisfied. I'm not even sleepy anymore." I replied, taking a deep breath into his neck.

He sat me down on the bed then opened the drawer of his bedside table. He stabbed me in the thigh with a contraceptive, "Just in case." He said with a charming wink. I could feel my pheromones grow stronger.

"No... something is definitely wrong. Your pheromones are almost choking me." Sylvester said, as he pulled on his pajama pants.

*Knock... Knock... Knock...*

"Come in." Sylvester said.

The door opened but no one walked inside. I leaned over to see who it was, and was surprised to see the rest of my Alphas standing in the doorway, worry clear on their faces. I didn't even register their emotions internally because Cole was among them.

"Cole! I'm so happy you're up and moving around! You had me so worried!" I said, moving from the bed and running towards him.

They all sucked in a sharp breath, and took a step backwards. I slowed my pace but continued towards him nonetheless. When I reached Cole, he tensed up, but still let me hug him. I was careful not to squeeze his abdomen and instead wrapped my arms up his back and placed my hands on his shoulders. Then I rested my head against his chest listening to his heartbeat.

"Sylvester... what the fuck is happening? What is this feeling, and why can I only smell Tristan's pheromones?" Ferdinand asked.

"Smell them? I can practically feel them encasing me right now!" Cole said, exasperated.

"Do you hurt anywhere Cole? You were seriously wounded. How did you get here so easily?" I asked looking up at him.

He gasped again and took my chin in his hands.

"What the fuck is going on with your eyes? What is happening to you Tristan?" Cole asked.

"Seriously, Sylvester what did you do?" Bellamy asked.

"Tristan, get dressed. We need answers, and maybe Lady Josephine has some." Ferdinand said.

I stepped back at the mention of Auntie Josephine's name. I didn't want to see her just yet. I didn't understand why they were all so uptight, all of a sudden. Truth be told I didn't want to go anywhere yet. I stomped back to the bed and plopped back down onto it. Then I laid down and rolled myself up in the blanket smelling Sylvester's lingering scent.

"I don't wanna... you guys are the ones acting weird. I said I'm fine... if all your going to do is freak out and order me around, then you can leave." I said pouting.

Their fear and anxiety was overwhelming, and I was having a good time before they showed up and ruined it with their heavy emotions.

"C'mon Tristan... don't you want to know why your eyes changed colors?" Bellamy asked. He sounded like he was trying to reason with a toddler.

"No! All I want is 24 hours where shit isn't hitting the fan! I mean Cole is up and walking after being shot in the leg like 7 hours ago! Kaleb couldn't even stand up on day two! We got everyone back safe and sound and the only thing I feel from you guys is fear, anxiety, and worry. So annoying..."

"Uhh... call me crazy but... Tristan are you in heat perhaps? I'm worried sure... but you're so damn adorable right now I can't even focus anymore... this feels an awful lot like what Meyhymn mentioned..." Sylvester said.

"That's not possible... you guys triggered my heat and restarted it too many times. There's no way that's possible now..." I retorted.

"Hm? Tell me Tristan are you hungry?" Bellamy asked.

"Mm... now that you mention it, I was earlier... but not anymore... that's weird. Huh? What? Why are you all looking at me like that?" I asked.

They had all subtly taken a step backwards away from me, as if I had some kind of disease.

"No... now I'm certain that's what this is..." Sylvester said. He then forced a shirt over my head after yanking me out of the covers and my bathrobe.

Then he forced me into some pajama bottoms and picked me up. He didn't explain anything he just carried me out of the room and down the hall.

"Sylvester, I don't want to go anywhere right now. Why can't I stay in your bed longer?!" I said flailing around.

"That's a very tempting offer, but if you do that I want you to understand that all of your Alphas will ravage your body until they pass out... not you pass out... they pass out." Sylvester said sternly, stopping dead in his tracks to look at me.

"Wha? That sounds terrible. Why would you do that?" I asked incredulous.

"Because that's what your body is telling us to do. You're no longer hungry right? I want you to think back to the last thing you ingested within the last 30 minutes." Sylvester said with a sigh.

My face turned red with embarrassment at his implication. I was no longer hungry because he had fed me plenty. I didn't say anything else, and just buried my face in his shoulder.

We soon came to a stop but I didn't want to know where we were. I couldn't afford for anyone to see my embarrassment or confusion. There was a knock, and then the sound of a door opening.

"Hey Del... did we wake you?" Ferdinand asked.

I immediately turned to face him and slid out of Sylvester's arms. Then I walked into Delcain's arms.

"Haha no I've been awake for a bit. What's wrong Tristan? Why have you reverted back to your scared panicked self? What's making you feel helpless now?" He asked stroking my head.

"Ah... yeah... well, about that..." Sylvester started.

"There's a strong possibility that he's about to start his heat cycle..." Bellamy finished.

"Tell them that's not possible... they're freaking me out." I whined.

"Well that depends on when you mated with your Alphas love." I heard the soft melodious voice of Auntie Josephine and nearly cried.

"What do you mean by that?" Ferdinand asked.

"Well exactly one week after any of the children from the lab take a mate their mating cycle triggers. Even more so for Tristan, it's to ensure that your cycles all align together. Since you won't go into a mindless rut anymore, how is it you think they could guarantee a pregnancy with Tristan? He is still susceptible to pregnancy but only if he is in heat and you all are going through rut. Otherwise the chances drop pretty hard now that you're mated."

Her explanation sucked the air out of the room. I couldn't catch my breath. Before being mated my heat cycles were a nightmare, and now she was essentially saying I was about to experience a mated version of that?!

'What even is that?'

"So let me ask you, are you guys connected on an emotional and physical level?" Josephine asked.

"Yes ma'am." Sylvester replied.

"Who among you is the strongest in dominance?" She inquired.

"I am." Ferdinand answered.

"Hyper-Dominant Alpha?"

"Yes ma'am." He replied.

"Impressive. What is his underlying emotion right now? We can all clearly tell he's shy and embarrassed. But what is his subconscious emotion?" She asked.

"He's angry... and slightly irritated." Ferdinand replied, hitting the nail on the head.

I couldn't believe my shitty luck and I was irritated at the fact that everyone knew how I was feeling.

"That is something only you can feel. The others can feel his more dominant emotions, or what we call shared emotions. The longer you are mated the better he will get at hiding his emotions. It will be up to you to know how he's actually feeling... Okay next question... what day exactly did you mate?"

"Last Saturday." Delcain replied.

"Of course you won't forget the day they took your friend away." She chuckled

"That's not it... I distinctly remember when it was decided he'd do it. The night before. We talked about all the crazy what if's, and oddly enough most of our fears were well founded." Delcain said, pressing his forehead against mine.

"Ah, I see. Sorry I didn't give you all the information. If he knew, he certainly wouldn't have gone through with it... Tristan never handled stress very well."

"It's still true..." Delcain replied.

"Well what do you boys plan to do? Surely Tahlia would like another sibling but... What?"

My head snapped up at an unfamiliar name. Delcain tensed up, and I could feel everyone's fear and trepidation. Like they were hiding a big secret.

"Who's Tahlia?" I asked.

"Boys... shame on you. That should have been among the first things you told him upon waking up." Josephine said, giving scrutinizing looks.

Everyone looked in Sylvester's direction, and he raised his hands in surrender.

"Hey listen, it was on my to do list, but talking about that place wasn't exactly high on his priority list okay?"

"So is no one going to answer my question? Blame Sylvester all you want, but none of you are saying anything either." I said, annoyed.

Delcain took my face in both his hands and looked into my eyes searching for something.

"Listen Tristan, they were able to artificially inseminate a Dominant Omega with your sperm, and she gave birth to a daughter. The director planned to tell you the day after we ran. She's 2 and a half years old. Her mother died during child birth. She didn't have your "perfect genome" either so that's why they never stopped looking for you." Delcain said, tears forming in his eyes.

I couldn't process what he was saying. I had a daughter... not only that, but I had essentially left her behind as I fled from that place forever. I couldn't breathe, I felt like I had something stuck in my throat. I dropped to my knees, clutching my chest. I felt awful, like I had abandoned a precious part of myself in that place, had Cole never been taken I would have never known she existed. I would have abandoned her to suffer in my stead.

"It's alright Tristan. I know your feeling self hatred right now, but Lady Josephine, didn't want you to live like your mother. She wanted you to escape that place and she cared for your daughter and Kaleb's sister. Please don't feel this way anymore. She's adorable, and so very much like you. You can see her any time now. Okay?" Ferdinand said, picking me up and subtly releasing his pheromones.

My tears burst forth uncontrollably, I didn't want the guys to suffer but their overwhelming care and love for me was too much. I could actually feel that they loved Tahlia already, and that they were more afraid of my rejection of her, than my anger at them for hiding her identity. They loved me too much and I just couldn't understand it.

"It's alright, okay Tristan... please stop crying now... please." Ferdinand said, rubbing his cheek against mine, before kissing my face all over.

I hated how I couldn't stay sad or angry for long, they always found a way to make me feel better. It would be infuriating, if all their heartwarming emotions weren't assaulting me. It was like they were doing it on purpose.

"Well it's good to see they know how to comfort you. The fact that they are deeply effected by your emotions, proves they genuinely love and care for you." Auntie Josephine said.

"Yeah... it's almost nauseating. I can't tell if he has really bad luck or crazy good luck." Delcain said.

"You boys should know something else about his constitution as well. Even if he doesn't realize it himself, Tristan can't go more than 3 or 4 hours without physical touch or pheromones from his Alphas. The longer he goes without it the more pain he will endure. It will begin as a headache, then nausea, followed by a nosebleed, and then a fever." Josephine said.

"Yeah we've noticed that on occasion... but why is that?" Ferdinand asked, still not setting me back down.

"It was a double edged sword woven into his DNA. Lady Maybelline wanted to ensure that whoever mated with Tristan wouldn't just be able to use him. If he suffers they suffered, it's not something that can be fixed with forced pheromones or sex. It must be given with care and comfort. Forcing his mates to care about his well-being."

I finally understood Auntie Maybelline's weird love and care. We never saw eye to eye because she would help create Omegas, but I now understood she had been trying to protect as many of us as she could, in the only way that she could.

"I see... I can understand why the director felt threatened enough to have her killed. She was a terrifying genius." Cole said, taking a seat in a chair near the door.

Everyone looked at him confused, especially me, I didn't understand what he meant.

"How do you know he killed her?" Josephine asked, perplexed.

"Those lab guys were talking about it to my father. He tried to force my rut so I could breed with other Omegas. When they told him that was impossible and that Tristan could no longer be bred, they brought it up... said that the director had been talking about who to mate Tristan to, someone spilled the beans on what Maybelline did. The director had killed her, and with her dying breath she joyously told them, that once mated, his body would reject all others until he birth the children of his mates." Cole said.

"That bastard!" Josephine said, her light plum eyes shining fiercely.

"Was that not how it happened?" Cole asked, confused.

"I have no doubt that's what happened, but that's just not what we were told. To add insult to injury, the Omegas created after her death declined greatly in efficiency. They may as well have been betas." Josephine said.

"Haaah... our mother's really were second to none huh Del?" I asked.

"Moon and the stars brother... the moon and the stars..." He replied.

"Hmm well I think you boys should learn to meditate a little... it will keep you in tuned with Tristan, but more importantly when you feel his overwhelming urge of needing you, you won't run to him in a mindless rush. In some ways it will feel akin to telepathy. Also you will be able to sense him better, you'll know whether or not he needs your help even if he can't touch your marks to channel you. They work both ways so keep that in mind. The more you focus your thoughts on him, the more he is able to feel your emotions. He can only feel your pain through the marks, that's why you may feel them pulse Tristan." Josephine said.

"What about during sex? He said they pulse and burn during sex as well." Ferdinand said, while Sylvester nodded in agreement.

"Ah... that's a bit different... and honestly I'm not sure you all are ready to hear that answer. I'm not sure Tristan can handle anymore embarrassment. I will say however, that sex between you all together will be heightened tenfold as a group. So it's probably best to stick with your one on one sessions for now. You thought the mating was intense? Just you wait... However if I hear that any of you pressured him into a group affair before he was ready, I'll make sure you only see him once a day, and only to comfort him." She said with a harsh glare.

She was trying to be helpful but I still wanted to die. I turned around in Ferdinand's arms and put my face into his shoulder.

"Can I go back now? Did you get all your answers. I'd like to go back now." I groaned.

"Okay. You can go back, but I'd like to talk to Ferdinand and Bellamy for a bit longer if you don't mind." Josephine said.

"Perfect. Keep em. Sylvester let's go. Cole do you need help?" I asked.

"I'll use Sylvester's shoulder." He said with a smirk.

Ferdinand handed me to Sylvester and I took a deep breath in his neck and licked it.

"Can Cole come with us Sylvester? If it's unfair you can say no..." I said.

"Nah, he can come. Unfair would be bringing those sadistic idiots." Sylvester replied, nodding his head towards Ferdinand and Bellamy.

We helped Cole back to Sylvester's room. Sylvester changed the sheets before we plopped down on it. I lay between them and wrapped myself up in a blanket. I laid on my back looking at the ceiling, while Cole laid on his right side facing me, and Sylvester on his left side facing me.

They each took my hand and kissed the back of it. Nobody said a word, they just let their pheromones roll over me in small amounts.

"Haah... I'm scared guys..." I finally said, breaking the silence.

"It's fine we have three days to figure it out. As long as it won't trigger in the middle of the night we can prepare. Maybe Bellamy's new suppressants will work for you?" Sylvester said, placing his head on my shoulder.

"Yea okay... can you guys just hold me for a bit... I can't calm down at all."

"Sure thing." They said in unison, and then snuggled up close to me. They both laid on my chest, and I immediately felt better.

It was as I said... I couldn't go 24 hours without shit hitting the fan....