Tristan's Point Of View
"Hngh... Shit... My head is killing me..." I groaned.
I tried to squint my eyes and take in my surroundings, but everything was so ridiculously bright that it honestly hurt to even open my eyes. When I tried to shield my eyes from the blinding florescent lights, I quickly realized that I couldn't raise my arms at all.
'What the hell is this!? I distinctly remember smelling Cole and Bellamy... So why?... this better not be some new kind of kinky game, dammit!'
"Oh? Finally awake I see. It took you quite a while. Your mates woke up twice now. Though we had to put one down again since they became quite feral. It seems like he is quickly building up a tolerance for the drugs. Haha..."
I heard a sickly sweet voice coming from somewhere in the room, and an image flashed across my mind. I had seen a figure in the trees when Cole and Bellamy were trying to check on me. They had attacked Cole immediately after he looked up at them.
'I had been so close. I was in their arms. It had all been over... So why...?'
The sheer gravity of my situation, and the despair of it all, washed over me like a tidal wave. I couldn't help the tears that began to fall, or the scream that erupted from my throat. It was all just too much.
"Ngh... T-Tristan...?"
Cole's gentle voice washed over me, and calmed me down in an instant.
"Cole!? Where are you?" I cried, searching the room in a panic.
"Your mates are right over there. Along with the people they came with." The older man chuckled, while running a hand through my hair.
I moved away from his touch and looked over the bed and gasped in shock. Everyone was handcuffed to the wall. The room was a sterile, all white room, like a lab, I instantly felt a chill run down my spine.
"C-Cole...? Are you okay...? I'm so sorry!" I said, tearing up again.
"Haha... What could you possibly have to be sorry about?" He smiled.
I was glad to see his smile, but I couldn't muster one myself. This room was bringing back terrible memories.
"Now, now. There's no need for tears. I've never had a specimen quite like you before. I promise to take great care of you." The creepy older man said, grabbing my chin.
"You keep your disgusting hands to yourself!" Bellamy yelled, waking up at the most inopportune time.
"Ah, ah, ah. Tisk-Tisk, Bellamy. If you get too rowdy again, I'm going to put you out." The man said with a disgusting smile.
"Fuck you!" Bellamy roared.
"C'mon Bel, I need you awake now. Do you know how long you've been knocked out for?" Cole groaned.
Bellamy ground his molars and looked at me. His eyes were awash in anger and sadness. It was a heartbreaking sight.
"Ungh... Fuck... my head is killing me..." Zachariah groaned.
He went to grab his head, and noticed the cuff and chain attached to it. His eyes immediately flashed a deep green. He then glanced around the room and locked eyes with the creepy old guy standing beside me.
"Do you think this poultry chain can hold me!?" He said in a deep guttural voice.
"Don't do it, sir. He'll just knock you out again. He's knocked Bel out twice now and rechained him everytime..." Cole said, sounding exhausted.
"Wha–? How long have I been out?" Zachariah asked, looking shocked.
"Mmm... hard to say... I've been awake for about 30 minutes or so..." Cole shrugged.
"I used to find your calm demeanor endearing. But now I find myself completely exasperated. How the hell are you so calm!?" Lady Dyahlettah yelled, rousing from her sleep.
"Well, to be honest... This isn't the first time Tristan and I have been abducted. I've seen and experienced much worse. And also..."
Suddenly, there was a deep rumbling and something that sounded like an explosion happening somewhere above us. I looked up at the trembling light fixtures in shock.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure Ferdinand and the others are giving them hell right now. It's pretty damn comforting, and ridiculously nostalgic..." Cole sighed.
"How is it nostalgic?" Bellamy asked, thoroughly confused.
"Delgaide... They went nuts then too... pretty sure they have some pent up aggression from not being able to destroy the Lore'rahlye facility..." Cole replied.
"I hate to burst your bubbles, but even if they breach the estate. We are not located in a place where they could reach us from the main house. It would take them a week at most to locate this place, and then another week to find the entrance. Hahaha!" The creepy old guy laughed.
It was unnerving as hell, but I knew of a way that the others could find us, so that was the least of my worries. I looked over at Bellamy and Cole. I couldn't explain it, but just looking at them calmed me down considerably.
"Well now that you are all awake, I say let's begin our tests!" The man clapped, gleefully.
"Ohmier! What's the status on the blood work and tests?! Those arrogant idiots are sure to blow up my mansion soon. We will need to relocate after you get enough samples." A woman with long chestnut brown hair and blue eyes said, as she sauntered into the room.
She was curvy as hell, with pencil thin eyebrows, strong high cheekbones, and a shrewd look on her face. She'd probably be breathtakingly beautiful, if her face wasn't perpetually scrunched up.
"Ah, well... M'Lady, I did get a few vials of blood... but his mates were quite troublesome..." Ohmier replied, nervously.
"You're much to slow, Ohmier. Perhaps you should be replaced...? Hm? What is that deliciously intoxicating smell...?" The woman asked as she drew closer.
"Ah... that would be the Omega, ma'am..."
"Seriously!? Hm...? You really are too beautiful for words. I bet you go around seducing men, every chance you get!" She huffed, as she slapped me across the face.
My ears were ringing fiercely and my face began to burn where she had struck me. I didn't know what I had done to piss her off, or what I could do to fix it... But every sensor in my body was telling me that this woman was dangerous.
"He was badly wounded before, M'Lady. It took me quite some time to bandage and clean him up." Ohmier said.
"Oho? What test were you thinking of running next?" She asked with a seductive smile, as she ran a sharp nail down the center of my bare chest.
"A pheromone test to start with. It would seem that he can give any man an erection after breathing in his pheromones for a prolonged moment. I'd like to understand the time limit and strength, before attempting to replicate it."
"Oh I see. What do you need to get started? And how long do you need? Like I said, you might have to conduct the tests on the road." She said.
"Well... his blood tests show that his body went through a metamorphosis recently... he will reject the pheromones of another Alpha, violently... I'm not really sure how to circumvent this problem at the moment..." He replied.
"Hm...? Whatever do you mean? Didn't you say you had his mates in captivity as well? Use their pheromones to induce his heat, obviously! Seriously, how can you call yourself a genius geneticist?!" The woman snapped.
Their conversation made my skin crawl. The woman's rough touch sent a shiver up my spine, and her eyes unnerved me like no other.
"Well... M'Lady his body will also reject the semen of any man we try to use as well. Do you suggest that we rile his mates up as well?" Ohmier replied, even more nervous than before.
"Haah... did you ever think to use women instead, idiot!" The woman said, while removing her jacket.
"Oho! I see! Right you are, Ma'am!"
Ohmier walked over to his desk and grabbed a gun of sorts and two needle nose darts. He then approached Cole and Bellamy slowly with a mischievous grin.
"Do behave yourself, or else your mate will suffer." He said with a glint in his eyes.
"Don't you fucking touch me!" Bellamy yelled.
"Keep your disgusting hands to yourself, bitch!" Cole said with a glare.
The man shot Bellamy in the neck with the gun, and then began to reload it. Bellamy's pheromones exploded from him so fiercely, that everyone in the room grimaced. Even the woman and doctor took a step back in shock.
"My goodness! What an irresistible Alpha. Haah... slutty Omegas take all the good men from this world..." The woman huffed, as she dug her nails into my chest.
I could do nothing but groan at the pain, because I was already becoming drunk off of Bellamy's strong scent.
Once the doctor reloaded the gun with shaky hands, he approached Cole in slow trepidation.
"I'm. Going. To. Kill. The. Both. Of. You!" Bellamy gritted out, painfully.
"Don't fucking touch me!" Cole yelled, swiping at the legs of the doctor.
He connected with the man's ankles, and he fell to the floor with a solid thud. Then the man grabbed Cole's legs and injected him in the calf.
"Fucking bastard!" Cole yelled, kicking the man in the chest.
"I told you to behave yourself!" The man yelled, twisting Cole's ankle painfully.
Cole let out a throaty cry, and wrenched his leg free. Then, he shuddered strongly as his pheromones burst forth from him as well. My body began to rapidly increase in temperature, and my vision began to swim.
The woman took a deep breath and smiled down at me. Everything about this woman felt disturbing and disgusting. She ran her hand down my chest and to my thigh, and I grimaced.
"Don't fucking touch me!" I yelled, and then spit directly into her face.
*SMACK!*
The deafening sound, coupled with the searing pain crescendoed throughout my skull painfully.
"Restrain him properly! And you, listen to me very well... if you ever attempt to bite me or spit on me again, I will muzzle you and allow every servant I own to take you in front of everyone here!... Hahaha! Those defiant eyes are such a turn on. Test me if you fucking dare!" She said, grabbing my chin in a fierce grip.
The doctor began to secure my arms and legs tightly to the bed, and I could no longer move anything but my head from side to side. Bellamy and Cole were currently trapped in the throes of my immense pheromones and attempting to break their chains.
"Ohmier, I think I'll help with the research. I'll get the data much faster that way, anyway." The woman said, as she began to slowly undress.
Everyone stilled and looked at her in shock, the doctor included.
"You will do the testing, M'Lady?" Ohmier asked, hesitantly.
"No!" Bellamy and Cole roared simultaneously.
"Lady Chastaine, don't do this!" Zachariah yelled.
"That's what I said. Since I don't have any semen for him to reject, and I just need his in return, it should be simple, no?" She said, with a calmness I certainly didn't feel.
"Hmm...? Well I suppose that's true..." Ohmier agreed.
'There's no way! I don't wanna! Things could not possibly get any worse! Hurry the fuck up Ferdinand!'