The Alpha King And His Omega-Chapter 43 - 0

Alpha Mitch’s gaze did not move from his rival as he continued to listen to the chaos on the phone.

He hadn’t thought properly before coming all the way here and he had played into Alpha Raul’s hand.

The pack house has been hijacked by Alpha Raul’s men and his men and everyone there are currently locked in the pack house.

His mother and sister included.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" Alpha Mitch barked, almost losing his composure.

Before now, he hadn’t realised how irrational he acts when it comes to Tristan. It never occurred to him Alpha Raul’s plan could be extended to the pack. He thought he wanted to mess with him personally.

"What the fuck do you think it is? You are a pathetic excuse of an Alpha and I’m helping a lot of people by doing this." Alpha Raul threw back at him and walked slowly towards him.

A satisfied smirk playing on his lips.

"So here’s the thing, what do you want to choose? The pack or the Omega. If you go now, I’m sure you can save those at the pack house and everything will be fine" He continued and waved his hand in a dramatic gesture.

But Alpha Mitch wasn’t finding his tactics funny and his temper was thinning so fast he wanted to punch a hole through his face.

"Do you think I’m here to play with you?" He asked, his voice laced with venom and he suddenly rushed towards him.

Gragging him by the shirt, he slammed him into the closest wall. An audible crunching sound could be heard as his Alpha Raul’s back hit the wall.

His men standing around shifted back in shock and fear.

Alpha Raul fell to the ground with a groan, he chuckled lightly while laying on his stomach.

Alpha Mitch continued inside without sparing him another glance.

"You do not care about your pack?

You are not fit for an Alpha!" Alpha Raul yelled after his retreating back.

***

While that was happening, Tristan was in a room arguing with the people Alpha Raul had placed to watch over him.

After their dinner the previous night, he had been too terrified to do anything else and didn’t trust the Alpha a bit but he soon fell asleep with his head over the table.

Alpha Raul had someone carry him to a room where he could sleep properly but after waking up Tristan wanted only two things. One is Nita and the second is to leave but he wasn’t getting either of the two.

Which wasn’t making things easier for them as he refused to let anyone get close to him.

"We are not trying to harm you, you need to change out of your clothes and wear something warmer. The weather is cold" One of the maids said as she pointed to the see-through mesh shirt he wore. His jacket is long forgotten and he can’t even remember where he last saw it.

"That is none of your business!

I would rather freeze to death" Tristan yelled. His loud voice startled them.

He looked at them warily as he stood at a corner. Since they weren’t letting him leave he wouldn’t let them get close.

His guard has been up since they were forced into the car. He was starting to regret every decision he made that led him here.

And even if it wasn’t plausible since no one knew where he was, he wished for that person to appear before him and everything would be alright again.

But he doubted it, judging by how he had treated him the last few weeks he is probably happy he is gone.

Tristan’s head was beginning to throb as he remained in the corner with his back plastered to the wall.

"If you keep this on, I’m going to get the Alpha’s approval to force you" The only men among them spoke up.

He hadn’t said anything since and was watching with little interest as he couldn’t understand what possessed the Omega.

It was annoying that he had been assigned to watch over him but what was more annoying was his stubbornness.

Omegas are supposed to follow rules and submit to Alphas, but Tristan’s resistance annoyed him.

Tristan didn’t budge even after the threat. But his heart was beating fast. Being cornered reminded him of the bullies he had encountered in school.

"I’m going to get the Alpha’s permission to force you" the words echoed in his mind and he became more terrified.

Forcing him could mean many things that he dare not think about.

He looked sharply around for any object he could use to threaten them to stay away from him.

His eyes zeroed in on a pen by the nightstand.

It was just a short distance away, while they weren’t looking. He immediately picked it up.

They looked sharply at him as they felt him move.

"Are you enjoying this? For fuck sake, you were only asked to clean up and change your clothes. How is that a problem?!". The guard spoke again but seeing Tristan’s unchanged expression he walked out of the room.

The maid looked among themselves and decided to do what the Alpha had ordered by force.

"Don’t come close to me!" Tristan yelled and whipped out the pen.

Pointing it at them while his hands trembled, they took a step back and murmured among each other.

"Look this would be faster if you are not being difficult, it’s not like we want to kill you" One of them said in frustration and walked closer to him disregarding the makeshift weapon he held.

Realising that his plan was about to fail, Tristan placed the tip of the pen to his neck.

"I’m going to stab this into my neck if you take any step closer" He warned in a shaky voice.

He wasn’t sure what prompted him to do that but he wasn’t going to let them touch him.

They might say one thing and do another.

The tense silence that surrounded them was broken when the door was suddenly kicked inside.

All heads turned towards it sharply.