The Alpha King And His Omega-Chapter 91 - 0

Twenty-four hours after Tristan had been locked up, Azier and Adriana were beginning to lose their minds.

Contrary to what they had expected and assumed, the Alphas hadn’t clashed in the way they had thought.

Gale has been communicating with them, giving them all the information about Alpha Mitch’s plan. And they were beginning to think they have shot themselves in the foot and are about to eat their words.

On top of that Adriana hasn’t stopped talking and complaining since the last thirty minutes, irritating Azier to no end.

"Doesn’t it mean we have failed?

What are you going to do about the Omega?" She asked again, grating on his nerves.

"I’m still thinking, can you keep quiet?

It’s too early to assume our plans had backfired". He snapped, his lips pressed into a thin line.

Adriana didn’t back down as she suddenly became teary eyed.

"Can’t you see my legs, I may never be able to walk again!

Because of that lowly Omega." She bawled and pointed at the direction of the room where Tristan was kept.

Azier sighed and rubbed his hand over his face, he tried to block out her voice as he thought of a way to provoke the Alphas against each other.

"If this is not going to work then force him to marry me!" She continued in a loud voice.

Azier paused and turned a side glance at her.

"What makes you think he would want you?" He asked.

"We were together until he suddenly brought the Omega, whereas I don’t care if he doesn’t like me.

Because I do not have any choice right now, or do I?". She replied, her eyes wide with a crazy glint in them.

A sudden sound interrupted her discussion and they both turned to the direction of the hallway. They were currently in the living room and four other rooms completed the whole house with two facing each other.

The banging sound came again and Azier cussed under his breath and stood up to check the source of the sound.

He stopped in front of the room where he had locked Tristan, the sound came again but weak this time.

Unlocking the door, he pushed it open with force and simultaneously hitting Tristan in the face as he had leaned on it while he knocked on the door.

He fell to the ground like an empty sack of potatoes and didn’t even try to get back up.

Azier studied him for a few minutes before he bent down and pulled him up by the hair.

Tristan cried weakly and fought to get out of his hold.

The last twenty-four hours he spent inside the room was the worst he had spent in the last years.

With no windows, there was little to no circulation of air and he was suffocating before he had decided to sit close to the door because of the gaps in between to get a bit of air.

His shirt stuck to his skin from excess sweating and poor respiration.

And in addition to that he was starving, his last meal was dinner he had with him and Adriana when he got there.

Pulling up to the chair with one hand, Azier’s face became unreadable as he went out and came back in with a rope.

Working silently, he tied his hands tightly behind his back at an awkward angle.

Tristan groaned in pain and looked up at Azier as he thought of a possible way to get him to leave him.

"Please let me go". He pleaded softly and Azier paused briefly before securing the last knot.

"I also wished to do that but your Alpha isn’t doing what I want". He replied and flashed him a rigid smile.

Tristan’s face paled after hearing that, does that mean that he won’t let him go even if he was close to death?.

He thought in panic and cleared his throat to talk again.

"What do you want from him, I can persuade him to give you" He reasoned and his eyes shone brightly with a desperate eagerness.

"I said it last night, what I want is the pack.

Can you really persuade him?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

Tristan didn’t reply, he hesitated and looked down in defeat.

It’s an impossible feat, even if the Alpha wants to give up the pack he would never let him do that. How can he then persuade him to do it?.

Azier scoffed and left the room but left the door open.

Tristan looked at it with a ray of hope and struggled against the bind on his hand.

Two men walked in all of a sudden, he looked at them in fear and shrank into the chair.

They closed the door once they were inside and one flashed him a grin.

Tristan’s heart beat loudly in his ears and looked at both of them in fear.

One of them, the bulky one that has a scarf on his upper lip giving him a semi smirk look came closer. Grabbing his hair, he tilted his head to the back.

Tristan winced, but tried not to make more sounds.

The man then bent down and sniffed a spot on his neck.

Tristan grimaced as a feeling of disgust overwhelmed him.

He tried to pull away but the grip he had on him was very strong. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"He smells so good. Did the boss give any instructions on what not to do?" He asked his second as his eyes travelled down Tristan’s body.

"I’m marked, don’t–

"Shhh!" The man said, and placed a finger on lips, stopping him from saying any other words.

"Do you want to know what I like the most?

Marked ones, they always carry the scent of their Alphas and that’s the fun". He continued and finally released his hair.

Tristan swallowed as he felt his throat went dry as the man suddenly began to fiddle with his belt.

"Don’t worry, you will like it". He said with a wink at him.