Two days had passed and Nigel is already accustom to the Alpha's place, memorizing every nook and canny of the small apartment and even talking to some of their neighbors in the day-to-day basis of the whole building.

He even made friends to one neighbor whose Grandmother is having a tough problem after her Alpha died of leukemia. As a doctor that specializes in dynamics' behavior, he helps the grandmother with ways in how to cope up with the lost of her Alpha.

Today is the third day that they will be talking about it, but before he can even do that, his Alpha receives a call from the police, making the Omega anxious and worried.

"I will be fine, darling. You don't have to worry."

After reassuring the Omega, the Alpha goes to the police station only to meet his other cousin with a large smirk on his face.

"What a coincidence to see you here, Primo."

The black haired Alpha looks at the older officer who only shrugs to him and sighs. The light blond Alpha continues to stare at him. One ocean blue eyes and one lighter ones, the pressure and the tension that revolves them is not that heavy but everyone can feel the awkwardness.

"How is Aiden?"

The light blond Alpha chuckles as he leans back at the edge of the table and nods his head; an acknowledgment that he already forgives Primo for everything that he had done.

The black haired Alpha smiles at him as he approaches him with a handshake.

"Now that is settled between the two of you, here is the information that we got."

***

"This is the right apartment building, right?"

"Pretty sure."

Drax parks the SUV outside the apartment building, quickly spotting the green BMW that one of the officer has mentioned earlier. He pulls out his phone and types into Google for a few minutes, then makes a call. The black haired Alpha is looking at him like he is crazy as he listens to the one-sided conversation.

"Hello? Is this the office of Silver Mirror Apartments?"

"Yes. One of your tenants has a green BMW, and the lights are on inside. I think it's going to drain the battery. Could you call them and let them know?"

"No problem. You're welcome."

"Have a nice night."

After hanging up the phone, he signals the younger Alpha beside him that it is time to go. Primo nods and follows the older Alpha behind as they approach the dark parking lot with only the green car's light as the guide.

Primo watches a tall-ish Alpha walking towards them. He evaluates him and wants to scoff. This piece of shit was the one who hurt his Omega just because Nigel helped his mate to get out of his abusive behavior? What a fucking joke.

As the other Alpha approaches, he shows the two taller Alpha a charming smile, making Primo irk and wants to punch him already.

"Are you guys the people who called the office?"

Drax nods at him as he asks for his name. He needs to confirm that this is the right guy before torturing him with a feral Alpha right behind him.

"Chris Well?"

The Alpha stops from his tracks, a few meters away from them, as he frowns and looks at the two Alphas in case he recognizes them somewhere.

"How did you know—?"

He didn't get to finish the question.

Primo launches towards him by the front of his shirt and slams the brass knuckles that he got from the police officer into the side of the Alpha's face over and over, hearing a very satisfying set of wet crunching sounds.

He'd knocked out at least half a dozen teeth, and his hand is slick with blood, he thinks he might have broken his nose. The black haired Alpha releases his grip and lets the male crumple to the ground.

"What the fuck?"

Crouching to the ground and coughing out blood, the Alpha who is named Chris, glares at Primo when he realizes who he was. He had seen Primo all over the news as the first Santoro Alpha to ever made public because of his stupidity when it comes to taking care on Omegas.

He looks at the other male to see if he recognizes him but before he can even turn his head, he feels a sudden pull from a much stronger Alpha and slams his back against the wall of the parking lot.

Primo leans back against the car, pulls out his pack of cigarettes, and lit one up. The blood on his hand and brass knuckles shimmered in the faint glow of the lighter. He took a deep drag before he started speaking.

"Listen up. I won't repeat everything twice so you better open those goddamn ears or I will personally cut them off, since they are useless to your existence."

The Alpha whimpers as he looks at those glaring eyes coming from Drax.

"So, here's how this is gonna go. I'm gonna tell you some things about me. Then I'm gonna tell you some things about you. Then I am gonna tell you some things that are going to happen from now on. Then you're going to say 'Yes sir. Thank you sir.' Got it?"

Drax doesn't have time to wait as he concludes the Alpha's answer.

"I know you are probably thinking right now that you are going to have me arrested, but you won't.

The first thing you need to know about me is, I am very rich and very well connected. So, feel free to try."

The Alpha can't talk as the taller Alpha is lifting him up and choking him by the neck.

"The next thing you need to know about me is that you don't mess with my family. Now, I have recently acquired two sweet little Omegas into my family, and guess what? You hurt them. So, that's not good news for you."

The smaller Alpha can feel the tension now. The pressure coming from a much stronger Alpha. He doesn't know what he did to them but he knew that he did something.

"Who are you people? And what did I do to you to deserve this?"

Primo scoffs as he walks towards him and smirks.

"You lived."