Ariadne can't sleep. Her brain won't stop it with these random, chaotic blurbs. It keeps ticking onward, relentlessly to its own destruction.
To maintain the sanity that she still has, she quietly counts the number of things that make life still worth living.
And now, at the very top of the list, against all unfathomable million to one odds, rarer than a royal flush in poker, was Alpha Victor.
Victor has become Ariadne's priority, even above herself. She knew it as soon as she saw the Alpha cry like that, all alone in the dark.
Ariadne realized then that there was no escaping it anymore.
The Omega had lived in prison, where the walls were thin and made of chalk, where everyone stayed away.
It was necessary to survive and keep clinging to this side of the earth, where one could still see the sky.
But then came Victor, who knocked, knocked, and knocked even when Ariadne ignored.
Victor was persistent, unwavering, and when living
Victor stumbles into the kitchen, still sleepy, hair disheveled. "Did you guys make coffee yet?"Edward and Ariadne immediately stop talking.The Alpha doesn't notice as per usual. He just shuffles through the kitchen to get himself a mug before disappearing upstairs again."Just give me time," Ariadne says once they're alone again. "I've only ever killed that one man.""Arlo?" Edward spat. "He deserved that for what he did to you that night.""I still- I still dream about it," Ariadne admits.Arlo deserved to die more than most. Ariadne pulled that trigger, thinking it would end the hate clawing her on the inside.It hasn't, neither has the grief.Edward's eyes soften for a moment. "Sorry."Ariadne answers with a pitiful shake of her head. "I get it.""Do what you need to," Edward sighs heavily. "I'm sorry that I'm pushing you. I-I can't-"The silver Omega swallows his own emotion, choking on the serrated
Ariadne's whole body flushes with heat.The way Victor talks about Edward, with complete faith. He sees Edward and her for their merits. He's the first Alpha that hasn't underestimated them.Once Dustin is gone, Victor turns to Ariadne, eyes going soft once again, his scent leveling out. "You okay?"Ariadne shakes her head ever so slightly, and Victor takes her hand. "Let's go for some fresh air, yeah?""Okay," Ariadne manages. She'd give anything right this moment to not appear so f*cking weak.Victor watches her, crimson eyes, so dark and heavy a gaze, leaving the other's skin tingling.Victor doesn't let go of her hand as they make their way outside.
Victor can't sleep. He absentmindedly plays with Ariadne's hair, enjoying the soft texture between his fingertips.The Alpha has never been one for repetition, but the names repeat in his head. He doesn't know if he can ever sleep again, at least not peacefully, until he finds justice for Ariadne.Chester Mason, Felix Cooper, Leonard Parker, Robin Spencer.He knows only one name on this list, so he'll start from there. After, he'll step on whoever he needs to, to find Arthur and destroy him.He plays it over and over.Victor eventually finds the sleep he needs, mind going to those dark places.When Victor wakes up, he's alone.He rarely gets up early enough to find Ariadne sleeping by his side. It's simply not the Omega's circadian rhythm.But somehow, Victor misses it.It's not an experience he's ever even had, a soft body cuddled by his side, something nice and familiar to wake up to.Victor rolls out of bed, bo
"I don't believe I have had the delight of an introduction," Harry says, not blinking his midnight eyes.Ariadne takes ahold of Victor's arm, a frown forming on her face. "I'm Ariadne.""You're the most beautiful Omega I've ever seen," Harry says, which has the hairs on Victor's forearms raised."The outside is a lot prettier than the inside," Ariadne responds after a tense beat.Victor growls, a territorial snarl that he, himself, is surprised by.Nathan and Waylon both take a step back defensively. Harry, however, remains as still as stone, his expression nearly blank but with a touch of mischievous delight."Forgive me," the man says, "I've clearly overstep
"I'll check on those names, boss. We'll find him." Waylon says before following Nathan outside.That 'him' could have meant a superabundance of things, but judging by the look on the Beta's face, Victor knows he's talking about Calvin.The dynamic duo is not dynamic anymore. Waylon's barely been able to talk since everything went down. But every fallout waiting to happen can keep edging at critical until Calvin's found."Do you want to go back to work?" Victor asks Ariadne once they're alone.Ariadne sighs. "I want to go home. I'm done for today.""I'll drive, Ariadne." that's more than understandable. Victor offers his arm, and Ariadne surprisingly takes it.The Omega nods, seemingly aged five years in that hour, eyes drained of vitality. "Okay."Ariadne curls up in the front passenger's seat, pressing her forehead to the window. She's a tiny, lost thing.Victor sees her fragility, but he also sees the strength, not dismissing
"He's gone rogue." Ariadne slumps over, losing strength in her legs as she slides down the kitchen wall. Her eyes skitter about, unable to focus, pupils so wide that the blue appears black. Victor's there with her, holding her hands tightly, trying to ground the Omega. "Ariadne, talk to me," Victor whispers frantically, trying to connect but not able to reach. "Whatever you need." The Omega's eyes slide shut as she exhales shakily. Every breath seems to dissipate the emotions that storm inside her. "We can't go after Edward, Victor." That wasn't the reply that the Alpha expected. "What are you saying, baby?" Shouldn't they be planning Edward's quick and precise recapture? Ariadne shakes her head, swallowing audibly. "If we split our resources, then it'll slow us down. We might not find either of them." Victor gently starts rubbing Ariadne's shoulders, thumbs pressing into her neck, massaging out the tension.
Nathan sheepishly scratches at the back of his head. "You can if you want, but I-well, Felix gave us an access point, but the whole thing is encrypted now. It's like Arthur knows he's been crossed."Getting their hands on Arthur's files could be a meaningful breakthrough."Let me see," Ariadne says as if possessed. Nathan leads the way to the desk in the corner."I tried last night, but it was impossible, and..." Nathan sighed. "I don't know how much longer we have. Arthur's probably going to move the data if we-""It's okay," Ariadne says, cracking her knuckles. "I'm an expert at bread trails."Harry stares at Victor, a devil's smile on his face. "I feel like this is a good time for us to talk shop, Alpha Victor."Victor would be in a much more entertaining mood if Harry weren't so openly infatuated with Ariadne.It'd been a day.But to be perfectly fair, Ariadne is just that captivating."Business can wait," Victor say
Alpha Victor's gaze lingers on Waylon one moment longer before turning to the doors.Ariadne takes his hand, and the two go back down the staircase, through the tattoo parlor, back to their car. Ariadne's pensively silent."Baby?""You lost everything. It's all my fault. I'm like a tornado, and I uprooted everything. Just kick me to the curb; I wouldn't even blame you.""I can find a new First Beta," Victor says. "I already know who. It's-It's manageable."Ariadne gasps overwhelmed with emotion. She's still driving steadily, but it makes Victor worried."I'm ruining you. I'm destroying you. I don't want to, I just- I'm so sorry, Victor. I can leave if-"Victor chooses his following words carefully. "If you go, I'd die."That's just short of acknowledging Ariadne as his mate. The Omega knows it.Ariadne takes a few steadying breaths. "I'll do what I can to make things right. We'll find them. We'll make Arthur pay."
Then the adults are alone, an awkwardness washing over them, carrying with it their history. It goes all quiet, and all that's left is the sound of soldiers marching in the distance, carrying about their morning routines. "I-" Ariadne and Nathan say at the same time before pausing. The Alpha's cheeks go red, and his apple scent spikes high, taking on a sour note. He's nervous, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. “Y-You go ahead, Ariadne.” Ariadne doesn't even know what to say. It's been approximately one eternity since they've seen each other. "Thanks for taking care of- You brought them here, my babies." "Yea, no- it's cool," Nathan manages. "And thanks for- for not dying. I mean, I'm glad you're alive." Anna slaps Nathan on the shoulder. "What he's trying to say is, it's good to see you." Ariadne laughs, and then she cries. Then she launches herself forward and gives the pair a great big hug. She squeezes them tight, one in each arm. "F*ck," Ariadne says. "I thought I'd
“Are we there yet?” Ariadne asks despite herself.She doesn’t even know where they are, which is saying something. They’d promised to put Victor into one of their best hospitals, but there’s nothing that remotely resembles a hospital.There’s no town, barely a road to drive through. It’s miles of trees on both sides and a dirt road that looks like it might give way at any moment.“Fifteen minutes,” the Commissioner answers, hand steady on the wheel. “Take it easy, dear. We’re almost there.”Easy for him to say. Everyone he loves is alive and well. His son is literally getting a medal.Ariadne’s not sure about Victor. The alive part has been confirmed, yes. But, she doesn’t know who she’ll be seeing in a quarter hour’s time.Is it going to be Victor Erickson, father, and husband, or will it be the Black Wolf, Victor regressed to some other bizarre time frame? She has no idea.No. Ariadne takes a deep breath. She’d talked to Victor on the phone for a few minutes before he had to go. He
It's perfect timing. They're at the control panel that opens up to solitary confinement. Gordon's just through there, safe and tucked away.Felix uses his thumbprint to unlock the door. It's a pressure chamber. The thing hisses as the metal lid unseals from the wall.It's all lead up to this. They step inside and-It's empty."Where-"Gordon's not in the cell. Though it does look like he's been there, the space was modified to be more comfortable. Stolen seats from the guards' lounge, a big screen t.v that's leaning haphazardly against the wall, it's nice.But why isn't he here?He's supposed to be here.It's then that the screen turns on, and a very familiar face appears. It's a man wearing milk glass eyes, smiling wide. Ariadne's confusion turns into fury."I knew you would come, Ariadne. You're a mouse caught in a trap," Gordon speaks. "You want to kill me? You can't even find me. And now you never will."Trap? What trap?The metal door starts moving. It's shutting, pushed in by a
Felix is dressed from head to toe in swat gear. His face is blank, an assault rifle shoved under his armpit. He's hunched over in the locker room, eyes wide. He's not doing anything, long since dressed, shoelaces neatly tied. But he doesn't move. He hasn't moved for five minutes."You okay, kid?" Ariadne asks, tightening the velcro on her Kevlar vest, the fabric stiff under her fingers."I don't know," Felix hums, half a ghost. "My whole world has turned upside down in the last twelve hours."Ariadne has half a mind to slap the Alpha in the face. They have a mission, and if Felix dies, the Commissioner isn't going to be pleased.The older takes a seat on the opposite bench, resting her elbows on her knees. The situation is much too urgent for her to play the dad in a feel-good t.v. Show, as hard as she tries to.“How dramatic,” Ariadne hums."Monday morning," Felix says quietly. "I thought I understood everything. There was order, good guys, bad guys, policemen, and criminals. Now eve
Ariadne doesn’t know how long she’s been asleep for, an ache in her ancient bones, shedding tears over a dream she can’t remember. It’s light out, just barely dawn or dusk, Ariadne’s not sure. Blue casts over them, lines on the wall, setting divisions that aren’t truly there. Victor’s asleep, eyelids fluttering, every breath he takes is a strain, followed by a whistle. It hurts Ariadne to her core. He’s not recovering, that time has long since past. He needs medical attention. F*ck the costs. So what if he’s Victor Erickson, legendary mythos surrounding him, a ruthless and terrible criminal. He’s also a father and the love of Ariadne’s life. Doesn’t he deserve to live too? Hasn’t his life been about doing more good than harm? And one thing can be said for sure, when Victor was on the throne, there was order. “A-Ariadne?” A voice cuts into the night. “Baby?” Ariadne replies, cupping Victor’s face. It’s not Victor though, still asleep, eyes closed in eternal slumber. He forgets
Ariadne sees in shades of red, her wolf blood pulsing hot through her veins. It's hard to focus through the screams and the stampede of people trying to get through the two exits.The smell of fear in the air it's intoxicating and inviting. Ariadne wants to bite, sink her teeth into something, tear through it, and drink the red.Her enemy is in front of her, a great dark, eyeless specter. Gordon seems more like a shadow than a wolf, smoke rising off him, still hot from his transformation. His eyelids are sealed shut, and pink scar lines cut into his flesh.He raises his nose and tastes the air. It doesn't matter that he's blind; Ariadne knows. The man can still see them. He knows exactly where they are.Victor growls from the back of his throat, flashing rows of razor-sharp teeth, drool dribbling down his chin. His eyes are like glowing coals. Ariadne's not sure how much of her mate is in there and how much is the terrible beast he keeps prisoner.The three of them are giants. People
Fuck, this guy is really smart. Victor's glad that Felix isn't higher on the food chain. Sh*t could actually get done. "What do you mean?" Victor asks noncommittally. "You said it yourself that he was, just this morning." Felix flushes, rubbing the back of his head. "Ah, no judgment, but... I was only saying that to impress Sansa. I didn't know you guys were dating. We don't get a lot of Omega security officers here. They're usually reserved for Omega prisons." A pang of worry twists in Victor's stomach. He hopes Ariadne is alright. "Oh," Victor replies, "No, it's alright." Felix smiles, patting him on the shoulder. "So, what do you think about my theory?" "Your theory?" Victor repeats. "That's not Victor Erickson," Felix says again. "If I had to guess, that's Victor's First Beta. He's taking the hit for him." Bingo. "Come on," Victor clicks his teeth. "That's crazy." Felix's eyes widen. "I think I'd know if I was looking at the Black Wolf! I told you, I did my whole dissert
Victor watches himself in the mirror, his skin crawling. His appearance it's out of an alternate universe. He's wearing the cop clown suit. It's tight at the neck, and there's barely any room for his—Someone squeezes his ass, causing him to jump. A soft gasp escapes his lips. It's Ariadne, sneaking behind him, a Cheshire grin on her face."Hey there, sexy," the Omega teases. "Are you gonna arrest me?"Victor's heart drums, cheeks turning pink. Ariadne's alarmingly good-looking in her uniform, blond locks, and pale skin contrasting the dark color of the material.The Alpha turns fully around, taking Ariadne's hands, using his fingers as makeshift handcuffs."I don't think this is the time for roleplaying," Victor chides. "But I promise I'll arrest you later, at least three times."Ariadne laughs, something effortless about the way she stands. It's happier than he's seen the Omega in a long time."I look forward to it," Ariadne answers, pulling him along to the living room so they can
They leave the helicopter on the beach, already half-buried by the sea. Ariadne knows they’re not coming back for it. The thing will probably be a home for the crabs before turning into rust and getting swallowed by the sea.Under the cover of night, the five of them set sail for the mainland. Ariadne watches with one eye open as the sea rocks them. All she’s thinking about is not throwing up. It’s not a calm night, storm clouds pouring on them, lightning lighting up the sky.“Are we there yet?”Victor pulls her close, pressing the Omega’s chest to his head. “Almost, baby.”Ariadne takes in deep, calming breaths, Victor’s coffee scent filling her lungs. It helps, allowing the Omega to focus on something else besides the churning of the sea. Edward plops down beside them with a smile.“Why do you look so happy?” Victor asks.The Silver Omega presses a finger to his lips. “Is a secret.”Ariadne sighs, turning ever so slightly so she can have a better view of the other. “How can you smi