Page 148 of His Stolen Omega

Then he let loose.

The effects were almost instantaneous. His pheromones exploded in the vast space, clouding over the area. Their attackers weren’t strong enough to withstand the full blast, screams and curses coming out of them as they dropped to the ground and began writhing on the floor.

“Now!” Elm called out, and Levi and Kian got up and began picking them off one by one.

A bullet hit the last guy, but no sooner had he stopped moving then another group burst through the entrance.

Elm pushed more aggressive pheromones their way, bringing them down, but faltered when he saw Kian stumble out of the corner of his eye.

His brother fell forward, catching himself on the back of the table, jaw clenched.

Elm was hurting him.

“Kian!” Everything else blurred, his focus on the harm he was causing his older brother, guilt and worry overtaking rationality. He cut his pheromones off and ran over, stupidly putting himself in the line of fire.

One of the men by the door managed to lift their arm, aimed and pulled the trigger, but then Levi was there, throwing himself in front of Elm.

The bullet lodged itself in Levi’s back. The alpha hissed then spun, returned fire and easily killed the man. He blocked Elm and turned again at the sound of footsteps, some of the tension easing out of him a second later.

Elm glanced around him, exhaling when he saw Baal and Wook, both armed and with reinforcements, enter the room.

The relief was short lived, however.

Suddenly Kian was there, at their side, pressing the barrel of his gun against Levi’s skull.

Everyone seemed to go still at once.

“Get away from him, little brother,” Kian growled. “I’m taking you home.”

Odette and Bowie appeared across the room, exiting a stairwell that must lead to the second level. They’d both taken hits, Bowie noticeably limping, but aimed their weapons at the White Frost currently reacting to seeing their Dominus with a gun to his head.

Baal kept his blaster pointed at Kian while the others around him turned toward the new threat.

“The Serpents?” Levi addressed his underboss, voice casual, like his life wasn’t being threatened and he wasn’t bleeding from two gaping wounds already.

“They pit us against the Eumia outside,” Baal explained. “We were too busy fighting each other to notice it was a ploy. That’s how they managed to get past us.”

“And the Eumia now?”

“Working with Oberon to hunt down the rest and manning their posts since these two,” he jutted his chin in the direction of Odette and Bowie, “are in here.”

“Call them to confirm,” Levi suggested to Kian.

“Whether this was you or not,” Kian argued, “doesn’t make any difference. I’m taking my brother.”

“Like hell,” Levi’s crack in composure seemed to surprise everyone in attendance.

Elm used their momentary pause to rest a hand over Kian’s arm, though his brother refused to let him push the gun away. “Kian. Please. Stop.”

“He’s the enemy. You don’t understand,” his brother argued.

“You’re the one who doesn’t understand.” Elm waited until Kian pulled his angry gaze off Levi and rested it on him instead. “I love him.”

Levi grunted. “This is the super special moment you were talking about, treasure?”

“Shut up, alpha.” Elm watched confusion pass over Kian’s face, especially when he showed the Leviathan disrespect and instead of getting mad about it Levi did as directed and went quiet.

Kian must have been too hopped up on adrenaline to take the time to really sort through everything, because he started looking at him funny. Inspecting Elm almost as though he’d never seen him before. “You’re…That was you. Just now…”