CEO's Runaway Mate and Her Cubs

Renato reached the place in the woods where the scent of Amanda's blood was the strongest. There still were traces of the other teens, and he could pick their scents while examining the scene.

He didn't need to investigate any further. He wouldn't feel guilty if he got the wrong person, either way. His little sister had been hurt, and a war was going to begin anytime soon. He had no time for guilt.

Of the main culprit, though, he was sure. Armando had always been a difficult one, but he didn't dare cross the line until Renato had lost his position.

«You fool,» he sighed while returning to the quarter.

That brat lived in the third inner circle, and he had a good life thanks to his father's position in the pack. He had no worries in the world and thought he could get away with anything.

Being an Omega had its perks. For example, no one would have noticed his revenge until it was too late. As a Beta, he would have been constantly in contact with the pack, and someone might have felt his mood and intentions. Moreover, as an Omega, he wasn't bound to the rules. He didn't feel any urge to follow them for some reason. As if he was a stranger.

Was that how Samantha lived? She was a born Omega, after all. That was his conclusion after talking with her and picking up information here and there.

The thought of his mate made his heart hurt for a few seconds. It was real, physical pain; as if someone had shot him. Yet, he couldn't complain. And he didn't mind suffering... If only he could take Samantha's pain upon himself, he would have felt better.

He knew she was feeling horrible at that moment, but Amanda was with her. Hopefully, those two would eventually comfort each other a little.

He followed the traces back to the quarter and crossed a few circles until receiving a call. He was tempted not to answer, but even Omegas owed obedience to their Alpha.

«Yes?» he said.

«Come back; it's starting,» the Alpha said.

«I need a few more minutes, Alpha. Just fifteen minutes. Woods won't be here that soon either way...»

«Ah, you're more difficult lately... I wanted to give your position back to you, but you don't seem so eager.»

«Fifteen minutes, and I'll be there,» he said one last time.

«I'll count,» was the reply, and the Alpha ended the call.

So, seven brats were too many for fifteen minutes. He would need most of the time just to collect them all. As such, he'd better find the main culprit and teach him a lesson. Then, after the war was over, he could think about the rest.

He was lucky to find both the boys and two girls together. Armando and his friends were exchanging pictures.

«You shouldn't have sent it to Lu,» he said. «I was going to

«Yeah, yeah, she asked me,» Giusy replied. «Maybe, next time, you'll be quicker with your moves.»

There were also two extra teens in the group, sniggering at the pictures. They weren't at the scene, and they seemed to regret losing the fun.

«Hey,» Renato said, meeting the eyes of all of them.

Why didn't they fear him? Had they grown balls during the night?

Or was it another Omega thing? Oh, better for him. He could use his fifteen minutes to the fullest. He didn't need to chase them around.

«What do you want?» they replied.

He didn't even register who talked.

The first punch hit Armando straight in the face and broke his nose. It would heal soon enough, but it was as painful as to make him shout.

«Are you crazy?» one of the girls shouted.

Renato just ignored her, grabbing another one of the guys and twisting his arm behind his back.

«Why?» he asked, pressing him on the floor. «She did nothing to you.»

Since they didn't reply, he let go of the guy to evade a kick from another one and return it back.

He was supposed to feel weaker, but he was just as he used to be. Was it because of rage? Or had the Alpha lifted his punishment?

But didn't he need to be in front of him for that?

«How can an Omega do this?» a girl murmured, trembling in the corner. «It's impossible!»

«You see, brats, you can't beat me just because of a title. I didn't forget how to fight just because I might have lost some strength. And you hurt the wrong person's sister.»

And, just as planned, he made full use of his fifteen minutes.

Then, he collected all the phones he could spot. He even thought about taking a picture, but what could he do with those later?

It was enough to track down all the people who received the tapes and photos and collect all their phones before it spread even wider.

«You... How can you do this?» Armando asked.

His right eye was already black, his nose broken and a few teeth on the ground in front of him. Oh, those would need quite a while to grow again.

«I might ask you the same,» Renato said. «But it's better not to, in the end. I have this feeling that I would kill you if I knew.»

And he couldn't stain his hands with the blood of one from his pack. He had to keep control... He still was one of them, after all. And Armando was too.

Amanda wouldn't like to know she was the reason for someone's death. Samantha might have disliked it, too.

Control was the way to go.

Again, at the thought of his mate, his heart ached. He frowned, feeling all the energies abandon him for a moment. He regained them soon enough, so the brats couldn't even notice the chance they had lost to attack him.

However, it was bad. He was going to die of heartache at that rate. And it didn't feel so wrong, all in all. Would Samantha cry for him? Even just a little, a single tear?

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