JOE'S POV
The first thing he felt was cold—not biting, not sharp, but a still, sterile kind of cold that clung to his skin like damp mist. Then came the silence. Heavy. Too perfect. The kind that swallowed sound before it had the chance to breathe.
His eyelashes fluttered open. The room around him was dim, all gray steel and shadow. A soft, pulsing hum thrummed through the air like the heartbeat of some sleeping beast.
He was lying on a big mattress, the scent of flower and something sharp—like rust or blood—clinging to the air. His heads hurts, He reached for it and found a bandage.
Panic struck him like a wave breaking against stone.
He sat up too fast. His vision swam. His heart hammered wildly in his chest. Where was he? What had happened? The last thing he remembered was trying to run away from that crazy alpha —then a sharp sting in his head, a voice behind him, the ground rushing up—and now this.
A soft noise broke the silence.
His head snapped toward it, and his blood went cold.
A stranger stood in the far corner. tall and broad like the room was too small for him, but there was a stillness to him that reeked of danger. He was dressed all in black, face obscured by shadows. His eyes—those were visible,they were blue or grey he couldn't tell. And they were watching him.
His throat went dry. He didn't recognize this man. Not from the club or anyplace he knows,not from anywhere. And that was somehow worse.
"Who are you?" he rasped, voice hoarse and trembling.
The man didn't answer. Just tilted his head, as if studying a puzzle with missing pieces.
his fingers curled around the edge of the mattress. His muscles were tight, his instincts on fire. He didn't wait for a reply. He moved.
Off the bed in a rush of motion—toward the door, toward anywhere that wasn't here.
But he'd only made it three steps before pain lanced through his head. His legs gave out. He crumpled, hitting the cold floor with a gasp. His shoulder screamed in protest.
The man didn't come closer. Didn't help.
"I wouldn't try that again," he said, voice low, smooth, and cold as glass. "You've been out for almost a day. The sedative's still leaving your system."
his breath came in shallow gasps as he crawled backward, away from him, heart slamming against his ribs like a caged thing.
"What do you want from me?" he whispered.
The man only watched. Silent. Patient. As if he had all the time in the world.
And he realized with dread sinking like lead in his stomach—
He was no longer part of the world he knew.
And whoever this stranger was, he didn't just find him interesting.
And he had no intention of letting him go.
"it seems you have met my friend" someone said in the dark.
Looking towards the direction of the voice I saw the bastard who took me and my friend.
"where's John?,what did you do to him?" I asked him with a commanding voice forget he was an alpha who could make me submit.
"I told you before, my mates whereabout is not your business, you should be more scare of what I'm going to do to you instead" he said with a low growl.
He was coming towards me but was stopped by the other alpha in the room, he didn't look pissed but was happy for some reason which I found odd.
"what's all that grinning about" I asked wanting to know.
"you would find out soon enough " he said going out with his friend after leaving my food and some bathing tools.
TRISTAN POV
I thought Philip called me for one of his hunting games but I was shocked when he showed me a beautiful omega.
He looked calm when sleeping his lashes long and beautiful with a pink lip which was captivating.i had to go out so as not to take him right there.
"where did you see such a gem?" I asked him wanting to know.
" I met him in the club last night, he thought I was forcing myself on my mate so he tried saving him," he replied.
"and where you not doing just that?" I asked knowing fully well that was what he was doing.
"no.. why will I do that?" he said pretending to look offended.
Me and Philip have been friends since childhood and I know he rapes for sport, he enjoyed killing like me but his was worse.
he was the only one who could trigger my bad side which was very bad, because I later regret what I did.
"I'm going to meet my mate, I made some food for you.. it's in the kitchen," Philip said going towards the room his mate is.
"okay..but you have to release the omega so that he can go back home," I said going towards the kitchen.
" I will" he said smiling a lot which was weird.
He didn't think of the reason Philip was smiling earlier but now after eating and feeling like trash he understands.he knew Philip always get his revenge but he couldn't remember doing anything unless it was someone else.
He felt his body temperature go up and his body was on fire before everything went blank.
JOE'S POV
I was done eating for like an hour now and was looking for how to open this door which was getting frustrating.
At first he thought he imagine it, the sound of the lock clinking. he didn't move just stayed still to see if he could escape when the door opens.
The door creaked open, footstep slow then the alpha who took his friend came in with the other alpha.
"are you ready for the best day of your life?" he said grining before going out leaving his friend behind.
" hey..are you alright?" I asked but no answer.
He raised his head and I could see his eyes changing from blue to grey which was weird,because it only happens when their woves are trying to take over. he felt the the alpha's phenomenal coming out with full force which was bad, he was finding it hard to breathe.
That alpha wasn't lying when he said he was going to get his revenge, looking towards the unknown alpha he found out his eyes were now grey and was staring at him like he was starving, and he was the only food around to quench his hunger.
He knew he ouldn't be able to escape,he could feel his heat coming back which was bad, his heat was triggered because of the amount of strong phenomenal the alpha was producing.
He felt his body on fire, sweat clinging to his skin. he was trying hard to control himself, he had to make sure nothing happens between him and the alpha but he couldn't think straight.
He felt the alpha climb the bed and he pulled himself back, but he lost it when the alpha touched him.
"your mine.." he heard the alpha say before giving in and losing control of himself.
he knew he was going to regret this after coming back to his senses, and he was going to make them pay for what they did.