Blythe

From the moment I caught the whiff of this omega, my mind wont stop spinning. All the dragon wants is him. He just keeps screaming mine. Seeing him in pain, albeit self caused is sending my protection instincts to its limits. The longer I stare at the thin, frail, clearly murderous omega in front of me, I wonder if my dragon has gone insane.

“Do not help him brother.” A voice speaks behind me. Right, Evelyr is in the room. The foot steps of him approaching has me turning to glare at him. “We need answers and he has them.”

Evelyr isn’t wrong. This bastard has a lot to answer for. No matter how much my dragon is screaming at me, I have a job to do and nothing is going to stop this. What has to be done. He’s going to be killed anyway. He’s a traitor to my nation. A traitor who kills people. Even if he’s an omega. Omega’s usually have protected status but this the omega standing in front of me is not like anyone whose escaped Ironford. He’s just an assassin that happens to be an omega.

“You... you can’t...” The omega twists trying to get free from the chains but that only seems to tug his hair even more in the chains. There he is biting his lip again trying to resist the urge to let out a sound.

He seems a bit more panicked now that he’s got a good look at my brother. I have no idea why. Evelyr said they did have a history. What that history is happens to be a mystery to me. My brother is a spy and he holds secrets in that thick head of his that I will never get access to.

“Well aren’t you brave, Omega.” Evelyr claps as he walks past me standing in front of the Omega. In seconds, he’s got a dagger to his throat.

The omega lets out a distressed whine. Followed by a frightened yelp when the blade draws blood against his skin.

My body moves. My arm wrapped around Evelyr’s wrist throwing him over my shoulder crashing onto the floor.

“Shit.. Sorry bro.” I look down at my hands which seem to have a mind of their own. I suppose that’s thanks to the dragon part of me growling in anger. I try to laugh it off but the look Evelyr has my stomach dropping.

“it’s just an omega.” Evelyr huffs as he dusts himself off the ground. “Why are you defending an enemy?” He yanks the blade out of the ground. “Should I tell Dad how much of a disappointment you are being?”

“I’m not.. I don’t know why I did that.” I huff in annoyance, not even realizing as I am carefully unwinding the enemies hair out of the chains.

“Look what you are doing.” He growls and I see that my fingers have clearly undone the hair tangles with the chains.

“Fuck.” What kind of magic is this. Why is my dragon just doing whatever he wants. Sure.. I don’t have the greatest control of it unlike my brother who is in tune with his dragon. Yet mine seems to want to defy me as much as possible. Turning my head my eyes are caught looking into the Omega’s mismatched eyes, one green and one gold. Both red and brimming with tears. My heart flutters.

Flutters. No. My heart doesn’t do that. No thanks. I don’t want it. Not now. “Shit.” I scramble away from him and flee the tent. There is no fucking way that monster is my mate. No. I don’t even realize I’ve walked all the way back to my tent until my body hits a hard surface. I would have fallen on my ass if Konnor hadn’t grabbed my arm.

“... Ye appear upset, my prince.” Konnar brushes my arm off as he ensures I’m physically well at the very least. Clutching my chest shove him a bit pushing him out of my way as I take a seat on the bed. Pressing my head between my knees in a sitting position. I try to remind myself that I need to breathe.

Konnor’s calming hands rub my back as I try to form the words to say what I need to. I shouldn’t leave him with Evelyr that's all my dragon is saying. Another Alpha is in the presence of the omega. Whose name I didn’t even fucking know. I didn’t want to know his name. It wouldn’t change anything. He’s got a death sentence... he’s my mate and I’m going to have to kill him.

“Easy, easy.. Bly. Just take a few deep breaths.. In and out.” Konnar instructs me calmly as he continues to rub my back soothingly. “Ye don’t have ta tell me now, just breathe.” He’s like my rock. Ever since I was a child he’s looked after me. The claw marks on his body are from my dragon being out of control. I can feel the dragon half of me just reeling to remove the enemy omega from chains and protect him..but I have to kill him.

“How am I supposed to kill him when... he might be my mate.” I sob as Konnor’s hands freeze in half movement.

“What ye just say?” Konnor pulls my shirt making my body bend back and I look him in the eye.

“My dragon recognized him as our mate.” The look in his eye sends ripples of agony through me. It’s full of pity and sympathy.

“At least... ya didn’t mark him.” He pulls me into a small hug. “... Get some rest. I’ll make sure Evelyr doesn’t do any permanent damage before we can figure things out.” With that Konnor was gone and I was alone suffering from the battle in my mind.