Renee POV
I woke up to my phone ringing, and I answered. I have a lot of fears, one of them is getting a phone call late at night. "Hello, this is Drake. I am outside your sisters' cottage. Come alone, or I will kill them all," he growled as he hung up. I quickly left a note, got dressed, packed weapons, and I got one of the staff to give me a ride. It is too risky to bring Oman, he will go berserk, and it will be chaos. I don't want to take the risk and endanger my siblings. I had the staff member dropped me off at my sisters' home, and go back to warn Oman on what was going on. Drake was nowhere outside the house. I see that the lights are on, and I dreaded what was inside. I unlocked the door, and went inside. My sisters were on their phones, while Drake was in the corner, crying like a little girl.
His clothes were tattered, his large body was covered in blood, scratches, and bruises. I know exactly what happened without talking to the others. I am guessing that they heard him talking outside the house, and performed Operation Steel-toe Boot. Anaïs will distract the target, Rebecca and Helene will pour boiling hot water on the target while on the roof. While the target is in pain, Nikita will put on a steel-toe boot. She will run in full speed, and kick the target between the legs as hard as she can. As soon as the target is down, the Boudon sisters will eat the target with blunt objects. Then the sisters will slice the target to ribbons, and pour cleaning solution on the wounds. Drake smells like he bathed in blood and cleaning solution.
There was loud banging on the door, and I knew it was an angry Oman. Nikita rendered Drake unconscious, we dragged him, and threw him out. Trying to harm a lord's or lady's mate is a fatal offense, so punishment is death. No doubt that Oman is ripping him to shreds. It seemed like hours before Oman shifted to his normal form. He banged on the door, and Helene let him in. Rebecca threw a towel at him, and urged a blood covered Oman to bathe. While he bathed, we cleaned up the bloody mess. Once we were finished cleaning, I hugged my sisters tightly. I was so glad that they were okay. I don't know what would I do if I lost any or all of them. Furthermore, I went to the bathroom to check on Oman. When I opened the door, I was jerked inside by an angry Oman.
"Woman, I did not wait 6,000 fucking years, 2,190,000 fucking days, and 312,857.143 fucking weeks to lose my foolish mate. What were you thinking, trying to face a man like Drake? Why didn't you tell me what was going on," Oman said in a cold voice, with my head in his hands. "I didn't want to risk my sisters' safety, and I left a note, and told the staff member to tell you where I was," I said. Oman gave me a quick kiss on the lips, and sighed like the weight of the world is on his shoulders. "Don't you ever do that again! I know that you are a caring daughter and sister. I know that you will die for them. If they are in danger, just tell me. The warriors who were supposed to be watching your sisters will be punished," he ordered. I took off all my clothes, and jumped into Oman's arms. Oman dropped the towel, and he slid inside me. He bit my neck, and started to increase his pace. Oman slowly drank from my as we made love.
Oman POV
When I woke to find my mate, I realized that she wasn't there. Please tell me she went to the bathroom. I searched for her in the bathroom, and she wasn't there. I looked for her in the kitchen and the library to no avail. Furthermore, I noticed the note next to me, and I almost tore apart the note. It said,
Oman,
Drake called me and told me to meet him. He threatened to kill my sisters if I didn't come alone. Drake wants me to come alone. Please don't be mad! I will send a staff member back home to report my whereabouts.
My anger is rising, a knock on the door, and that very staff member timidly telling me that my mate is with her sisters. I turned into the very monster my father sought to create. I burst through the door, knocking over the staff member. Furthermore, I rushed out of my home, and raced toward the cottage. Not only that, but I am praying that my mate is alive and unharmed. I am not losing her to an evil motherfucker. When I arrived, I slammed an open paw on the door a few times before the girls threw a bloody Drake out. The most feared vampire lord is whimpering in fear and pain. I gave him a slow, loud, and painful death out of pity. He just looked so pathetic, I almost laughed in glee. I am surprised that the girls were capable of torture, it made me so happy. I have another thing in common with them. The sisters let us sleep on the sofa, we are still making love to each other, but trying to be quiet. I will get a cleaning service to clean the cottage. Selina came over with spare clothes, and the news that the warriors were found dead. This is so embarrassing and ridiculous! My in-laws achieved something my warriors couldn't. Four untrained young females were able to take down Drake by working together, and setting up a trap. We have to find a fighting instructor to train my warriors. I ordered Selina to find a Valkyrie who is the best and strongest fighter. $100,000 will be awarded to the Valkyrie who can train my warriors.