Runaway Omega Chapter 65 - - 65 A Meeting...?

Sîvret’s Point Of View

"Sir? A representative from Phai Oga Dai is here..." Amyr said.

"Haaah... let them in..." I replied.

The facility was full of bottom feeders. And now that the news broke about Delgaide’s facility, they were becoming more trouble than they were worth.

"Sir...? I’m here to give you our monthly report and fees..." Feinin said.

He was one of the worst bottom feeders in the facility. He was currently on a disciplinary punishnt due to his actions, so he was being made to personally give their monthly updates.

"Proceed... Hush, collect the money. Count it all." I replied.

"Well, as you know with Daize Oga Zine being exposed, volunteers are decreasing, as it has been made aware that the pay and governnt funding has been decreased. We were unable to retrieve any information from Daize Oga Zine’s systems either, it had been wiped clean save for the information that has gone public. Danhiel did however inform us that the Oga with the perfect geno has been located... although..."

The man paused and started to fidget about. I gave him a stern look and he flinched.

"Well...? Spit it out, dumbass!" I yelled in impatience.

"They say he is mated now, possibly to 4 or 5 Alphas. It is believed that they are the ones who stord Oga Zine and exposed them... I’m told you are acquainted with the Alphas in question...?" He asked looking hesitant.

I had already spoken to Danhiel and was told similar information, however I also advised him that I would not go to war with Ferdinand over an Oga I cared nothing about. I didn’t have an interest in n, Oga or otherwise so I couldn’t be bothered by their petty squabbling over just one.

"What’s your point?" I asked, annoyed.

"Well sir... if you could speak to the other Alpha about his demands the–"

"You expect a man to give up his mate to be turned into a breeding sow for the world? No scratch that, 4-5 n? Ha! Are you stupid?!" I yelled.

It was laughable really, to expect soone to comply to such an ignorant request. Doubly so to make that request to 4-5 Alphas. Multiply that number by 10 when you factor in Ferdinand and his n. They would never agree to such a thing. Such a fact was proven when you looked at the current Daize Oga Zine. They slew every Alpha without prejudice, they left not a soul alive that wasn’t an Oga.

Ferdinand had always been a fierce, angry, sonuvabitch. Going against him was arguably a death sentence. I boasted a big ga when he wanted to build his hotel in Maihzdin, but that was because Maihzdin was mine. To wage war on his property or possession was absolutely suicide.

He was a cold, calculating, bastard. And when you factor in Sylvester, Bellamy, Cole, The Twins, and yhymn... You’re better off killing yourself first. It’d be a rcy kill compared to what they would do to you.

"Um... but sir...?" I heard the small annoying voice cut threw my thoughts.

"You’re still here? WHAT?! What do you want? Aren’t you finished yet?!" I yelled, I had hit my limit with his stupidity already.

"The governnt is prepared to answer any and all demands for the mayor or Mafia King who can produce an immaculate genetic Oga... Or, capture the Runaway Oga..." He muttered.

My ears perked up imdiately, it would appear that the governnt was getting pretty desperate. To say any and all requests, ant they wouldn’t place a limiter on what you could potentially ask for. And if they were including the Mafia Kings, things just might get interesting.

"You’re dismissed." I said waving Feinin away.

"But sir? Your decision...?" He whined.

"I said leave! Get the fuck out! My decisions don’t concern you! How about you go back to the drawing board with your bottom feeder buddies and figure out how an Oga with no scientifical background was able to produce the perfect Oga with no help at all! If you idiots could make one yourself, then that boy could live the life he actually wanted!" I yelled pulling out my gun.

Feinin imdiately ran away, stumbling as he ran. I holstered my gun and let out a deep sigh. I wanted to warn Ferdinand what was coming. With this declaration, it would beco open season war on him and his n. As I contemplated dialing his number with my phone in my hand, Hush appeared in front of with a letter.

I looked at it and sighed... things had just gone from bad... to incredibly worse...

’Haaah... I don’t envy you, my friend...’

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Dyahlettah’s Point Of View

"This letter just ca for you, Lady Dyah." Mahrinette said.

"Ugh... what is it now?" I groaned.

I had been getting letters and calls non-stop for nearly two weeks now, most of them pertaining to one thing in particular.

"I’m not sure. But... It seems important." She replied.

"What makes you so sure? Who is it from?" I asked, picking up my brush and staring at her through the mirror of my vanity.

"Well that’s the thing M’Lady... It’s from... Zachariah..." She said, handing the letter to .

Her hand trembled a bit, as did the letter. Zachariah was not the type to pop up without good reason. No Mafia King or Queen beca one without his express permission. If soone were to claim that title haphazardly, and did not get officiated by Zachariah... death ca swiftly and unexpectedly... everyti.

I gently placed my brush down and accepted the letter. Once I opened it, and began to read it, my heart sank. This would not end well for anyone dumb enough to try anything crazy.

"Haaah... n can be so stupidly impulsive, Mahri... this does not bode well... clear my schedule this weekend. And pack for at least 3 days. Be sure to pack, heavy." I said with a knowing look.

"Yes, M’Lady. How shall we travel?" She replied.

I pondered her question. The eting was going to take place in Demhongade, which was ironically smack dab in the middle of Delgahtowe and took up 45% of the country’s land. However, I lived and ruled over Shailhade, it was an outermost duhtchie and would take two days to travel just to the outer crust of Demhongade.

I wasted no more ti in pondering. I didn’t want to drive and I couldn’t make Mahrinette drive the whole way either.

"We will take the jet. I refuse to spend my days traveling in discomfort." I replied.

"Understood M’Lady." Mahrinette replied dutifully.

"Oh and Mahri...?"

"Yes, M’Lady?" She asked quizzically.

"Do inform Celestine that she will need to pack as well. Have her bring Deah & Capiteah as well." I said with a wink.

"Will do M’Lady." She chuckled, as she exited my room to comply and relay orders.

I began brushing my hair and pondering about the upcoming events. I wasn’t on great terms with the other Kings. They always seed to be at each other’s throats about one thing or another. However I wasn’t on poor terms either. I just kept to myself for the most part. Anyone dumb enough to question my rule, was no longer a part of this world. So it was an unspoken rule that no one talked about it, at least not to my face.

’That said... I wonder if the rumors are true...’

There were quite the few statents going around the rumor mills lately. Most concerning was that one of the strongest, and most formidable Alphas was no longer on the dating scene. Rumor had it, that he had secured an Oga that was beautiful beyond all reason.

I wasn’t so much curious about their looks as I was about how they had tad such a monster to begin with. There was also a rumor that that sa Alpha had stepped away from his post in StohneGarrdin to be mated in Sayenrio.

He was sure to be the center of attention at the eting, but there was also a 50/50 chance he wouldn’t show. If the rumors had spread to him, he would no doubt be wary of the whole situation. It would be like willfully walking into an unavoidable trap.

The rumors circulating about Maihzdin weren’t any better. Their Mafia King wasn’t a greedy king, but he was a smart and resourceful one. He sought opportunities when they were profitable, and he sank his teeth in deep when it intrigued him.

Then there was the lazy King of Delgaide. He was the king probably under the most scrutiny and criticism. Unfortunately, I could imagine him thinking everything so tedious and boring. If he did take interest, soone would surely die.

The problem at hand was who’s side to choose. It wouldn’t be a stretch to say that this eting would see the factions divided into two separate sides, there would be no in-between. The governnt was putting their all into this and you could bet that so idiot would take the bait.

’After all, if they all kill each other, the governnt dogs wouldn’t need to dirty their hands. They wouldn’t need to sully their nas. Hell, they would get what they wanted without lifting a finger...’