Kael's POV
I placed the omega in my arms gently on the bed, tightening the covers around her.
The pack's healer stood behind me, waiting patiently for me.
Knowing how dangerous it was for the omega to be in this state, I took a step back, allowing him to do his work.
I folded my eyes, observing the door while he busied away treating her.
~Mate.
Kane said, pacing anxiously in my head.
Honestly, I felt irritated seeing my wolf act like this, but I couldn't say anything to anger him more than he already was.
"Alpha." The doctor called, snapping my attention to him.
I stared at him, a quiet scowl on my face. "What is it Daniel?"
The pack doctor Daniel was a man in his early thirties, a gamma bred wolf who had been saved by my parents making him eternally loyal to us.
Daniel shook his head slightly, a sad smile on his face. "Can I speak to you alone?" His tone was grave.
Instantly, I felt my face darken and I clenched my fists.
'Those stupid brothers of mine!' I cursed.
"Everybody out." I ordered, my voice bouncing off the walls in the tiny room.
The maids in waiting bowed their heads hurriedly, closing the door behind them as they left.
With a loud click, the door locked filling the room with raw silence.
It was so quiet I could even pick up the faint breathing that escaped the Omega's small lips.
"Speak to me Daniel." I said, fixing a serious expression at him. "Is it that bad?"
"Yes and no." He shook his head.
I frowned deeply.
What did he mean by that?
"Your highness , pardon me when I say this." Daniel started, taking off his glasses, looking me dead in the eyes— a feat not many have lived to tell the tale. "I have no idea what is going on between you and your brothers, but I strongly advise against treating your mate this way."
My face darkened instantly.
Was he scolding me?
"Daniel, do I need to remind you who you are speaking with?" I let out a growl. Low, and threatening.
Daniel didn't flinch. Instead, he headed to pack his medical kit. "I very well know who I am speaking to your highness. As a loyal member of the royal family, that is very clear. However, as one who promised your parents, I must say this." He stopped, staring dead into my eyes. "The omega is suffering from bond rejection, and overtime, it can kill her."
I growled again, this time deeper as Kane surfaced.
Bringing an omega was no secret— to our loyal servants that is, and Daniel being more than a servant might have figured out a thing or two.
Ever since we reached adolescence, my brothers and I had never for once neared an omega not to talk of sharing one.
Yet, this omega girl was different and it was obvious.
However I didn't like the fact that Daniel had already figured it out or said it to my face.
"Watch what you say Daniel, and don't spread bullshit outside of these walls." I warned.
Daniel's mouth opened in protest, but ultimately he swallowed whatever he wanted to spew when I snarled at him.
"Don't push it Daniel. Let this be the end of the conversation." I gritted, my tone going deeper.
Daniel's face turned ashed, as my pheromones leaked in the air.
He lowered his head in submission. "Yes, your highness."
Filled with rage, I stormed out of the room, feeling a burning weight pressed heavily on my chest.
Who was he to tell me what to do?
So what if the omega was weak? It wasn't our fault she was inferior in the first place was it?
At that thought, Kane growled.
~Don't insult mate.
Oh please.
I frowned, feeling my anger rise.
Clenching my fists didn't do well to hide it. I wanted to hit something so bad it hurt.
Luckily before I could give in to the impulse, I calmed myself.
I took in a deep breath, pinching the bridge of my nose.
There were more pressing matters at hand, and I didn't have time to be worried about this.
So I pushed the thought aside, mindlinking my brothers.
"Meet me in the communal room."
I didn't give them a chance to reply before cutting off the link.
I could feel the faint dissatisfaction they held, but I ignored it, heading towards the communal room myself.
Pushing the doors open, I strode to my seat, awaiting my brothers presence.
The room itself was large— large enough to hold thirty people without stress, chairs lined from front to back.
Since the beginning of time this place had been used to hold important meetings.
It was safe, quiet and to ensure no secrets got leaked my great grandfather had a mage cast a spell on it.
Unless we allowed the people who came in here to remember, after leaving ,their memories would get wiped off.
'It was like toying with their memories.' I thought, chuckling to myself.
The door soon opened with a bang, my brothers striding in nonchalantly.
My expression turned blank, as I watched them take up their seats, greeting me with a nod.
"How's Faye brother?" Draven spoke before I could.
I paused, settling my gaze on him as I answered slowly.
"Fine." I simply said.
Draven and Lucen's faces mirrored a frown, their lips pursed tight, the clear need to me to go on written in daylight.
I massed my temples, feeling an irk. "The doctor only says it's a post traumatic attack and that she needs rest. So rest assured brothers, Faye's doing okay."
Both their faces relaxed, as they nodded at me.
It was almost comical to imagine that these people were the same persona who tortured a girl, omega similar to their sister's age.
It's ironic actually, and it almost made me scoff.
I had no idea why I was thinking about it again, honestly.
"Brother, why did you call us?" Draven voiced.
However, hearing his voice ticked me off.
"What did you two do to the omega?" I found myself saying, my tone hardening.
Probably not expecting that, Lucen and Draven froze, their expressions slow.
"Is that why you called us?" Lucen was the first to speak, looking incredulously at us.
I didn't reply, just folding my arms waiting for an answer.
Realizing where this was headed, they both sighed.
Draven ran a hand through his hair, and I could tell he wanted to be anywhere but here. "What do you expect, brother? Our mate was in heat, so we were only helping her."
He said as a matter of fact. Like I was supposed to know, but that was funny even for him.
Mate?
Since when did he start referring to the omega as mate?
Lucen apparently found it absurd as I did, bursting into laughter.
"Hahahaha," he cracked, holding his stomach. "Since when did you start becoming kind?"
Unashamed, Draven smirked. "Whatever do you mean Lucen? I've always been kind, it's just that you are shit, so you aren't deserving of it."
They laughed loudly, their voices bouncing off the walls.
Ringing filled my ears as rage filled my chest.
The feeling I had tried suppressing burst, and for the first time in a long while, I snapped at my brothers.
"Quiet!" I roared, banging the table hard, it shook, breaking apart.
Their eyes widened in shock, as they looked at me, startled into silence.
My chest heaved, as I glared at them. "Do you think I am here for fun? I asked you both to do a simple task, yet you almost killed that omega."
"Have you both forgotten why she's here in the first place? Must I remind you two dummies how important she is to us or do I need to beat the senses into you two?"
They didn't answer, but I watched as they clenched their fists, gritting their teeth at me.
"What? Can't answer?" I mocked. "It's not funny anymore? Or do you think my humor doesn't match you two?"
Draven glared at me, a small growl slipping through to which I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Do you want to say anything to contradict my words? Argue maybe since that's what you are ever good at."
"Brother." Lucen called. "That's too far."
"Too far?" I repeated, shaking my head. "Am I wrong? Did I do what I said? Did you even try getting any information from her?"
"That's not our fault." Lucen looked me square in the eyes. "She insists she's innocent."
Instantly, my mind went back to the Omega's tear stricken face, her delicate eyebrows wrinkling as she pleaded for me to believe her.
I did believe her though, and I couldn't explain why.
However I couldn't tell my brothers that. That would be deemed weak which I wasn't.
Absolutely not.
Still, the need to tell my brothers to stop and stay away from her pressed on the tip of my throat, but I stopped myself.
The omega was still in heat, and that wasn't stopping anytime soon.
"Brother." Lucen had me driving away from my thoughts, as I focused on him.
"What?" It was an automatic reply that had Lucen looking at me strangely.
"Why are you insistent on saving that slave? It's bad that you always side with her, but—"
I cut him off with a growl, wrapping my palm around his throat and slamming him to the wall.
Lucen choked, the sound small and mostly surprised.
"Don't—" I snarled at his face, breathing heavily on him.
Anger burned in my chest, my claws digging into his skin.
"Kael, what are you doing?" Draven's panicked voice sounded beside me, as he tried tearing us apart, but I was too far gone.
How dare he say that about our omega? How dare he refer to her as a slave?
The rage in me was blinding, the urge to sink my claws into his neck and rip it open overwhelming my senses.
"B… brother." Lucen choked, his palm hitting my arm.
At that moment, a thread of clarity slithered in. I froze.
What was I doing?
I had moved before my brain reacted, and finally coming to my senses, I saw Lucen, still choked, with a pale face, looking at me with sad eyes.
Immediately my hold on Lucen's neck loosened, as he dropped to the floor.
He held his throat, coughing heavily.
Draven rushed to the side to help him, glaring at me. "Are you trying to kill him?"
My mouth opened and closed like a fish. Horror creeping in at the sight of Lucen holding his bruised neck.
Did I almost try to kill my brother? Because of an omega?
A chill climbed up my spine at once as it registered.
Dazed, I mumbled out, "Sorry."
Without looking back, I strode out in a hurry, a thought concluding.
That omega has to leave.