Kyng:
Leaving Colt alone didn't sit well with me, but I'll always keep my eyes on the cameras. It's not that I don't trust him with our son, but I don't want him to get any ideas to leave again. Dragon and Geiasbell are watching over him, and they know that if one thing is misplaced, it will kill the entire family, no questions asked. I'm not sure how long I'll be gone this time, and it annoys me that my father pulled this stunned, knowing my issues.
"Boss, up ahead," Rico warned me of the exit I almost missed, too busy in my head.
Driving the Seaside City wasn't that hard, only four hours of sitting on my ass thinking about Colt and Asmirt. As soon as I turned off the truck, I looked at the cameras: nothing in the garden, the lounge room, and the kitchen. Panic sat in as I checked every camera until I spotted Asmirt lying on the floor with Colt on his belly, laughing and smiling at him. He looked so happy to be with the baby.
"Boss, Joker is ready for us." Kid knocked on the window before saying.
"Joker, buddy." I smile fake, but he doesn't need to know that.
"Kyng, man, what did you get for me today?" We walk over to the crate of guns ready for trade and the meth we'll begin selling in our city.
"I got a few crates of Glocks, two crates of Berettas, and ninemils, and look at this baby," Rico laughs, holding up a rocket launcher.
"A fucking rocket, dude. I'll give you two thousand for my personal use." Joker smirked, patting my back.
"You get it; how is everything with your dad," I
asked while he checked the clips and mags of the glocks and 9mils
"Oh, he's here, and he's got big news for us; I don't know it is either," Joker hunched his shoulder and laughed.
Joker and a few of his men did two clips of Patrice; all the guys looked at the guns they were holding, chatting about how they liked the gun and how it felt in their hands.
After settling the deal, we sat to eat food and chat with the families. His father is my brother's mate, one of those late-in-life mates. Joker's mama died in childbirth, so his dad raised him alone. About four years ago, his brother came for a trade, and nothing left. I smile to myself at the smiles on their faces.
"I have some news, Kyng, and gang; our father specially requested you guys to do this run for me to announce, honey, everyone, I'm expecting twins." My brother cheered, and the room went wild; I just sat back in my chair and laughed. Everyone passed out scotch, whiskey, jack, everything on the bar. Joker hugged his dad, saying congrats. The congrats were followed by everyone, pretty much the same song in dance I did last year, but I couldn't show my omega off with his pregnant belly. I will this time around. Out of the corner of my eye, I was Rico kissing Kid and smirking; I didn't know there was something with them. Rico's been acting weird for weeks; he's been locking himself away for a few days and then perfectly fine. Judging, but the looking Kid is controlling Rico's every move.
(Whistle) I jester to Noke,
"Boss,"
"What's that?" I asked, pointing to them, and Noke laughed.
"Oh, they've been hitting it for over a year since Colt disappeared, and they were teamed up," Noke explained, and I just stared confused; they're both Alphas, right? Noke returned to the party, and I just sat there but wasn't hurt by it.
"Kyng, are you ok?" Hunter asked, sitting beside me. I placed my hand on his belly, barely noticeable.
"I'm happy. Congratulations,"
"I heard about your omega; how is everything," he questioned like he didn't already know; gangsters are worse than teenage girls with gossip.
"He's adjusting still," I said, looking at my phone. I am waiting for the speech I've heard from everyone, and I mean everyone.
"After three years and one baby, and he still tries to leave, maybe you should cut the bind." Hunter hung his head low with the sad words, but he had a point. Two weeks into his mating, he adjusted.
"Oh, the baby picture!" he cheered, bouncing in his seat and looking at my lock screen picture of Asmirt.
"Jesus… Tyer look…" Hunter jumped out of his seat. Because of how fast he jumped, I was almost worried he hit himself.
I watched them connect and chat, smiling at the picture. Hunter rubbed his belly, and Tyer kissed it.
Hunter came back to me looking oddly,
"Kyng, what is this? Are you spying on your own omega, the bathroom? I understand cameras are on the outside perimeter, but really," He gutted me about the cam alert of movement. I looked at Colt rocking and nursing Asmirt. I stared at the video, just watching how happy he was without me around. He's so scared of me just because I chose him.
The trip took a week of my time, and at that time, I'd only watched the cams five times. I called Colt while watching the cam, asking him to do something sexy; I jerked off, watching him finger his hole for me. His low moans and soft whimpers had me blowing my load so fast. I even heard happiness in his voice. Call me jealous; he laughed with Geiasbell and Dragon that night. I agreed to let them stay the night, and Colt was allowed to drink only three beers, but it was enough to make him act goofy. He slurred his words and danced on the table half-naked; he's doing that when I return. I overheard some words that were probably supposed to stay between him and his sister, but I've been sitting on them for a while. And when I go back, things are going to change.