TF 9

Krist

Without waiting for Krist to catch his breath, the snake-like alpha hauled him up. Grunting in pain, the omega glared at his buyers. He was totally unmindful of the lust his fiery gaze solicited from the men.

"I'd be good if I were you. These men are rich and being bought by them is an honor any member of your kind should be proud of."

The snake-like alpha's statement irritated Krist to no end.

"My kind?! Don't look down on omegas, creep! Just because we are weaker than you doesn't give you the right to capture and sell us as if we are animals. People like you make me sick!"

Instead of angering the alpha, Krist's taunting words were laughed at by his capturer as well as the other non-omega men in the room.

"We'll see about how different you are compared to animals in heat when injected with heat inducers. After we take off this annoying collar of yours, these gentlemen here will definitely enjoy biting this delicate neck of yours while plundering your wet ass. Who knows, you might last the night and end up mating with all of them. Wouldn't that make you lucky?"

As if in a thriller movie, the snake-like alpha laughed eerily.

Krist couldn't help but shudder at the prospect of being bitten by multiple men other than his mate. Just the thought of being touched by them makes him sick in the gut. How will he be able to handle the biting part?

I need to get out of here!

One of Krist's buyers approached him, harshly took hold of his jaws and raised his face. When the omega's eyes met the buyer's who seems to be the youngest of the men, the young alpha caressed Krist's lower lip with his thumb.

"He smells different from the other omegas in the room. His scent seems to be mixed with someone else's. Do you suppose he has a mate?"

Curious at what the youngest of them observed, the other seven buyers surrounded Krist who was still being hauled up by the stocky alpha.

"Yes. His scent is definitely something I've never smelled before. So. . . Alluring."

"If I didn't know better, I would say his one of those pure humans."

"He is not just a simple omega. Or is it his mate that is not a simple alpha?"

Hearing the comments of his buyers, Krist wasn't able to hold his tongue. He is not a specimen up for observation!

"You better let go of me before my mate arrives! He will not be pleased when he sees me being manhandled by the likes of you!"

The young alpha who is holding Krist's jaws tightened his hold. "Who is your mate?"

Unsure whether he should divulge his mate's name, Krist opted to keep his mouth shut.

"I'm asking you, omega! Who is your mate?!"

When Krist glared at the alpha as an answer, the man slapped Krist. Hard. This caused the smaller man to gasp in pain and lose balance. If it weren't for the snake-like alpha holding him up, he would have fallen on the ground. Still, Krist refuses to answer the question.

Seeing how stubborn the omega is, the buyers took it upon themselves not to mind who his mate is since the omega is not fully mated to anyone yet. As long as a bond is incomplete, breaking it by establishing another bond is doable. In the case of the little omega, five alphas and three betas marking him will undoubtedly nullify the bond he has began with his unknown mate.

"Get rid of his collar, we'll mark him here so that his mate will not be able to sense him in case he is mated to a shapeshifter." One of the betas ordered the stocky man who is obviously at their beck and call.

Without any preamble, Krist's collar was painfully wrenched off his neck. Krist has no idea how the stocky man was able to take it off him. He also didn't mind the pain caused by the harsh way the alpha utilised to take his collar off his neck. What Krist feels right now is fear. Extreme fear. Without his collar, his buyers will be able to inject their pheromones into his body while fucking him. This will secure a mating bond with all eight men.

"Fuck! He's freshly marked!" The stocky man holding Krist up exclaimed when he saw Singto's bite mark on Krist's neck.

Despite his struggles, Krist was overpowered by the stocky man and was eventually brought down on the floor in a submissive position with his neck down and ass up in the air.

"We need to overwrite the mark!"

"We'll take turns. Who'll go first?"

When Krist felt a hand on his neck as well as a hard body on his back, panic gripped him.

"No! Please don't! Don't bite me please!" Krist begged.

Tears fell down the omega's eyes. Scared of what is happening and what will happen, Krist can only cry and beg for his assailants to stop.

"Hold him still. I can't bite exactly on top of his mark if he keeps moving." The alpha on top of Krist ordered the others to immobilise the little omega.

"Pleas don't. . . Don't!"

Krist's screams fell on deaf ears as the men kept him still while an alpha licks his neck. Pure unrestrained disgust caused Krist to shudder and scream.

"Let go of me!"

"He tastes really good." The alpha intoxicatedly informed the others of how Krist tastes like.

"Just bite him already so we can take our turn!"

I don't want this. . . I don't want this. . . Please. . .I don't want this!

As the alpha poised himself on Krist's fair neck to bite and make a mark, something sharp pierced both his sides. This caused him to shout in alarm and pain. Blue ice crystals sprang out of nowhere and stabbed the poor alpha's body, leaving him dead in a matter of seconds after the realization that his body was pierced by something sharp and cold.

Alarmed by their comrade's sudden death, the remaining men surrounding Krist became defensive instinctively. Krist, who was too occupied with fear to realize that the threat on his back is gone, didn't know what happened. At the moment, he is busy crying and begging for something, anything to happen so that he can be free of the hell he is in.

A few seconds of stillness. A dropped pin would have been heard in the room's silence. Then, a shout echoed. One of the omegas in the cages screamed as he saw one of the alphas turn into human ice. . . That's how it looks like to him.

Hearing the scream, Krist's body instinctively moved on its own to take a peek on what is happening. When he saw the omega pointing at something next to him with fearful eyes, Krist followed the direction of the finger and got shocked himself. The alpha who he punched earlier has now become an ice!

Krist hastily stood up. Tension filled the air as the men surrounding him glanced nervously at each other.

"Who did that?"

"I thought we decided to share this one time?"

"None of us here has the ability to make ice. Water manipulation, yes. But that can only entitle the ability user to make ice cubes, not freeze an entire alpha being to ice!"

As the men discuss among themselves, Krist tried to inconspicuously move aside to run and escape. Unfortunately, the stocky alpha noticed him.

"Where do you think are you going?" He harshly grabbed Krist's arm.

"Let go!"

Screaming and scratching, Krist did his best to be free from the hand holding him. As a drop of the stocky alpha's blood from one of his scratches fell on Krist's skin, something unexpected happened.

The alpha turned into ice!

"What the-"

"Is it just me or are those frozen men?" 

Singto

Shaking off the disbelief in his system, Singto moved forward and approached his mate who looks as stupefied as Singto feels.

Krist who seems to have felt the presence of the newcomers glanced towards the door. His shocked face slowly morphed into that of a relieved, into a crying face before he shouted his mate's name.

"P'Singto!" Unabashed sounds of crying followed.

Distressed that his mate is crying, Singto reached Krist's side in a blink of an eye and secured his little turtle in a tight hug.

"P'Sing I was so scawwed! They locked me in a cage and then sowld me to men who said they . . . will shware me! And then. . . then. .. then, they. . .hick! They twied to put a mark on me. . .hick!" Krist's crying sounds filled the room.

Not knowing what to do to assure that he is safe, Singto simply repeatedly kissed Krist's forehead as the smaller male continued his rambling. Obviously, Krist is trying to get rid of his shock by talking.

"Who are you?!" One of the alphas asked.

Finally remembering that it was not just him and his little turtle in the room, Singto roamed his eyes until he got a slight idea of what has happened before he found his mate. When he focused his assessment on the men outside the cages, he concluded that the said men are his turtle's buyers. Thus, they made his mate cry.

Hugging his crying mate tighter into his chest, Singto raised a hand and nonchalantly froze the men in suits into the same state as the other two. He'll give them his punishment later on when his mate is home and safe. For now, crystallising the men into ice version of themselves will have to do.

"I'll bring my mate home. Oaujun, stay and clean up. Report to me the minute you are done."

Oaujun lowly bowed down as acknowledgement to His Highness orders.

Singto effortlessly lifted and carried his little turtle bridal style until he met Mew at the front door of the warehouse.

"My mate and I are leaving first. Notify me personally if anything big happens while I'm gone. The big sharks are not here so we need to conduct another clearing up when an opportunity arises. For now, have everything fixed and return the omegas to their homes."

"As you wish."

After nodding his approval at Mew's lowly bow, Singto traced back to his room in his mansion.

Singto carefully lowered down his mate on the bed before he tried to step away to get a damp cloth to clean his little turtle as well as a new set of clothes. But before the alpha can take a step away from the bed, Krist took hold of his arm and dragged him back towards the bed. The action was too cute for Singto's heart that he immediately obliged to whatever his little turtle wishes.

"Don't leave, Phi. I'm sorry for saying those stupid things earlier. I don't really mean most of them." Krist cutely bit his lip while looking up innocently at the older male with unshed tears in his eyes.

Unable to resist his little turtle's cuteness, Singto hugged his mate and kissed the back of his head.

"Don't do it again. Leaving me, that is. We can talk and work things out, Love." Singto softly tilted Krist's face up to meet his. Then he sincerely said, "Trust me."

Fresh tears filled Krist's eyes.

"You kept a secret from me, Phi. You also have an impending marriage with a female alpha even though you already have me. I was really hurt. .. and scared. If you can keep those things from me, how can I trust you? And the alpha looks really pretty." Tears trickled down the omega's face.

Uncomfortable that his mate is crying because of him, again, Singto made soothing sounds and wiped his turtle's tears with his kisses.

"She matches you. . . While I'm just a . . an omega with unknown origin. Females are still better than males after all. That's what alphas say. P'Singto, are you really going to marry her?"

Singto sighed.

"Krist, I never had plans to marry anyone before I met you. For someone in my position, I've met countless of omegas from good families and alphas who can speak for themselves. Neither male nor female from both caught my attention longer than a passing fancy, unlike you."

Singto knelt on the floor, facing his red-faced turtle. "I don't do relationships but I want nothing else but a strongly established mutual one with you. Anyone just wouldn't do, it has to be you for me. You being a god's child doesn't matter. Now, take some rest. We'll talk more about this when you wake up."

"You'll stay with me?"

"To the point that you'll get tired having me around."

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