Hanuel's POV
I drive the car as fast as I can to get us out of there.
Our breakout was too easy, too easy for us to slack, we are just a bunch of young people invading a whole lab.
Anything could happen to us…and I don't want Yeon getting hurt again, I don't want him getting taken again.
My breathing is coming out laboured even if I'm not doing anything but driving, the car smells like blood, sweat and a pheromone mix between relief and terror.
Jisung has been crying with Yeon in his lap.
The omega lets himself be held, and watching them from the mirror is how I realize…they must be in love with each other.
My alpha whines at the thought, we are used to sitting next to the omega, and so used to just watching him breathe that the thought of him being with someone else feels painful.
He's not even mine to begin with…I think he's Jisung.
