Untitled Part 55
Chapter Fifty Five: Savage Chaos
Ukai~
Ukai arrived at the park twenty minutes after his unfortunate Alpha breakdown at the University Security Building . He pulled up behind Miyo's car with his own yellow one, swearing and cursing under his breath at how large the University campus had been to navigate through. He had never realized just how poorly planned the entire place was. Various extensions had been added on to the original campus over the years, making it a mess of dead ends and one-way streets-- ones that always seemed to lead in the exact opposite direction that he needed to go.
He shoved his gear shift into park and glanced out his window at the scene before him. As he took in the absolute chaos in the park, he cursed some more-- he should've fucking walked here...he could've been here much earlier.
The first thing he spotted was a massive cloud of Alpha spray, which seeped into his cabin alongside his conditioned air. His nose began to burn as it snaked into his nostrils, infuriating him further with its unpleasant smell. To the left of the fog, just barely outside of its misty tendrils, stood Miyo.
At the sight of his mate, he breathed in a heavy sigh of relief, but then he noticed her bloodied up face. He nearly choked on the unsuspecting growl of anger that erupted from his throat. From where he stood, the amount of vivid crimson covering her pale face was terrifying.
After locating his mate, he didn't even spare a glance at the other goings on in the park-- he could care less about the anarchy after seeing Miyo so injured. He was determined to drag her, kicking and screaming if necessary, to the safety of his vehicle. Shoving open the door with great force, he stepped onto the pavement and began a brisk walk towards her. His eyes were dark, heavy with the instinctual fury that had been stewing during his frustrating drive. His vision felt focused, completely honed in on the raven Omega-- so much so that he didn't even notice the various snarls that were echoing around him, nor the other yellow house Alphas, fighting tooth and nail against feral counterparts.
"Miyo," he snarled out as he neared the woman, eyes darting between her and the unconscious female at her feet-- confirming that the Alpha was no longer a threat to his mate. Miyo's eyes darted up at him, slightly opening with shock at his sudden appearance. Then, she opened her bloody mouth to respond, but Ukai beat her to the punch. "We. Are. Leaving. Now."
It was an overly demanding command. He knew that, but he didn't care in the slightest. His mind was all but blank-- he wanted nothing more than to get his mate the fuck out of there. He didn't care about what had happened in the park. He didn't care to ask why his mate was there in the first place. He didn't give two shits about the giant cloud of Alpha spray. He didn't even feel the need to ask if any of their students were in trouble, fighting in the park for some unseen reason. All he wanted was to extract Miyo to safety-- he would find the time to ask those questions later.
"Ukai..." Miyo said carefully, trying to ascertain his current mental state. Then, her face relaxed back to its regular form-- a sort of calm intensity. "Have you even bothered to look around? Can you not smell Suga?! We most certainly are not leaving our students to deal with this mess of a-"
"Get in the fucking car," Ukai interrupted with a vicious snarl. He had closed the distance between them and, up close, the damage on her angular face riled his instincts up even further. Her nose was beginning to swell and the narrow bone was somewhat bent to the left. The sockets of her emerald eyes were ripening with deep purple bruises and the excess blood from her damaged nose, some of which had dried around it, had also dripped down to her plump lips.
Miyo stood up straight and crossed her arms across her small bust. "Excuse me?" She hotly remarked, then she looked to the left and jabbed out a delicate finger. "There's a lot around here that requires your damn attention. It's a lot more important than my fucking face!" When Ukai's steel gaze remained fixed on her, she continued-- this time taking a exasperated tone. "Look, for fucks sakes! Look where I'm goddamn pointing!" She yelled, jerking her arm wildly to the side.
Ukai's instincts really didn't care look, but he trudged through them, forcing his consciousness back to the forefront of his swampy mind. He and Miyo had partaken in many conversations over the last few weeks, most of which revolved around his need to have better control over his feral nature. She had figuratively drilled the notion into his brain that he needed to have more trust in her-- she would not hesitate to ask for his help, to ask him to save her, if and when it was necessary to do so. At all other times, in all other difficult situations, she needed him to be able to focus his energy on combating his Alpha need to keep her safe:
Our students are onto something new, something strange and bizarre with this Alpha-Omega pack they've stumbled upon. There is no doubt in my mind that it is going to cause a lot of strife for them, Ukai. Such is the care with all new things, you know this as well as I do. So we have to be there for them. We have to put their needs above our own. Do you understand?
Ukai grit his teeth at his memory of their conversation and the echoing words it left behind. He clawed back against the swirling instincts in his brain and, with great effort, slowly turned his head to the left to where Miyo had pointed. His dark eyes opened slightly with shock at the chaotic sight they took in.
How...how had he missed this...this anarchy? Maybe he had been too honed in one his mate for his own good.
Around ten feet to the left of him stood a maintenance shed. Its shiny metal was battered and surrounded by Alphas-- both familiar and feral. Near it, Hajime was on his knees, bashing his bloodied knuckles into the face of a snarling female. Her black eyes were filled with lust from Suga's heated scent. Around the other side of the small structure, Kuroo stood with his fists in close to his face, his tall body hunched forward as he readied to brawl against two male Alphas that Ukai didn't recognize. The sight of his two students, fighting it out for all they were worth, was enough for him to snap back to reality-- and he hadn't even seen beyond the shed to where Yuji and Tsukishima were fighting.
At long last, he was curious about the situation-- just what the fuck had happened here?
His throat rumbled out in discontent and he snapped his eyes had to his mate. "What's-"
"Suga's in heat," Miyo quickly interrupted, taking a small step towards him to place a shaky hand on his forearm. "I don't know how, I don't know why, but Keiji is holed up with him, and with Yachi and Yamaguchi," she paused, looking him dead in the eyes, unblinking. "They're in that god forsaken shed over there. We need to get them out...do you understand?"
Do you understand-- Ukai could tell from the tone that she was asking if he was stable enough to provide them with some much needed assistance. He really wasn't, his instincts were still more concerned with her than with the situation around them. Regardless, he wasn't going to sit back and allow them to drag her away to safety. She would never forgive him for it.
"Yes," he growled out his obvious lie, his tone intense and furious. It was all he could manage as a response. It was arduous, keeping his overbearing feral nature caged inside his mind. Even talking in full sentences was impossible for him right now.
"Okay..." Miyo began, not really believing him. "The moment you're not, you tell me, got that?"
"Yes," Ukai snarled again with a tough nod of his head.
"Good, because we need to-" Miyo asserted, but was cut short by a shrill call from the shed.
"Miyo!" Oikawa cried out as he jogged towards them, his normally quaffed hair a tangled mess of sweat and dirt. He came to a screeching halt in front of them, sucking in heavy breaths. "We...we need to get them...get them out soon. Police...campus security is showing up."
Ukai felt Miyo's sudden surge of anxiety through their bond. He subconsciously moved towards her slight figure to naturally combat it with a possessive, Alpha fragrance.
"We need to run Suga to the car," Miyo put forth, eyes darting between Oikawa and the silver shed. "We have three of them now. Mine, Ukai's, and the one you guys came in, right? It's yours?"
Oikawa nodded, his mouth set in a hard line. "We pull Suga and put him in your car. Can you be ready? It's now or never. We're running out of time."
Miyo glanced back to the shed and spoke in rushed tones. "Okay, we can do that. But we need to get your Alphas out of here, too." She paused, humming in thought. Then, she sucked in a hearty breath and snapped her gaze back to Oikawa. "Did you get that owl boy out of there? Do we need to-"
"I got him," Oikawa assured and Ukai noticed the lines of his face harden into a grimace. "He needs..." He paused, looking to Ukai. "Professor, can you get Bokuto to the hospital? It's...it's bad."
Ukai gave the chestnut boy a curt nod. He had barely heard the conversation that had just occurred between the two Omegas. His instincts were thunderous inside his skull, roaring out with high-pitched intensity. However, they had paused their impudent screeching when the word Bokuto rolled off Oikawa's tongue. While he was nearly ten years older than the students on his team, he had grown alongside them over the last three years-- so much so that he, and his instincts, had come to consider them as his pack.
Now...they were all his pack...Omegas and Alphas alike.
When that thought flickered across his waiting mind, his instincts stalled their frenzied roaring and he felt a sudden whoosh run though his ears. His feral nature snaked around, molding its fractured pieces together with a new motivation. They shifted their desires, turning their sights to the big picture-- to the state of their pack.
"Who else," Ukai snarled, gnashing his teeth together as he moved in behind Miyo, placing his large hands on her shoulders to calm his nerves.
Oikawa hesitated, trying to understand the vague question, but Miyo was quick to reply. "Yuji is on the far side of the shed. He-"
"He's in bad shape," Oikawa inferred, cutting Miyo short. "Tsukishima is over there and he needs to be pulled out, too. And also..."
"And?" Miyo softly demanded when Oikawa drifted off in thought-- they were hard pressed for time. "And what?"
Oikawa pursed his lips, as if he was debating some grand problem. "And Jacky, he's over there with them. We should...we should grab him as well."
Ukai didn't need his nose to tell that the chestnut Omega was hesitant, the boy's body language was enough in itself. He wasn't sure just who exactly Jacky was, but Oikawa was certainly wary of the guy. "On side?" He growled out, internally frustrated with his limited dialogue-- goddamn useless instincts, I sound like a fucking four year old.
"Yes..." Oikawa quietly offered, still hesitant. "I...I think so."
That affirmation, while wavering, was enough for Ukai. He didn't have a clue what Jacky looked like, but he could always shout out the kid's name-- y'know, give him a chance to snag a spot in his car.
"Okay, so here's what I'm thinking," Miyo chimed in as she pulled out of Ukai's grasp to face them both. Ukai's throat grumbled at the lack of physical contact-- his instincts were quieter with his hands on his mate. "Ukai, you pull Bokuto, Tsukishima, and Yuji with you. Oh, and this Jacky kid. Bring them to the hospital. I'm sure they'll need it after all of this..." She trailed off, tapping her foot as she quickly shuffled through various ideas.
While she pondered, Ukai did another scan for nearby enemies, but was pleased to find that the Alpha spray-- whatever happened there-- was doing well to keep their right side clear. Kuroo and Hajime were working their asses off to the left. He was itching to join them, to throw his fists into something and unleash a bit of his rage, but he knew that Miyo needed him to act on her behalf. She needed a fellow adult right now-- a fellow teacher. Not a wily, half-feral Alpha.
"Okay, yeah. Bring them to the hospital in your vehicle," Miyo started up again, turning to face him. He grimaced at the sight of her damaged face and held off another instinctual surge. "Make sure you get them to leave their brawls. We don't need to beat anyone into a coma at this point. Okay? Ukai...?" She insisted, poking his chest with a painted nail. "That means you, too. Don't go jumping into a fight. At this point, it's unnecessary. We want to extract everyone from this mess, including you. We're not trying to stir up any more aggression."
Ukai nodded his understanding-- he would do his best, but he couldn't promise his mate anything concrete. Keeping a leash on his feral nature was a continuous uphill battle. The hostile Alpha scents, fluttering about the dense air, were not helping.
Miyo's mouth set in a hard line and her emerald eyes narrowed, seeing through his facade. She knew that he was already struggling to keep himself together, but there was nothing that either of them could do about it. They just had to trust each other. "Okay," she conceded with a small sigh that tore at his heartstrings-- he wanted to prove himself to her. He was going to. "Oikawa, what's the plan with Suga. Or do we even have one right now?"
Oikawa hummed, shifting from foot to foot on the dry grass. "I talked with Keiji. I'm going to get him and our nest out of there. We're going to sprint to your car. So-"
"Have it started," Miyo finished, glancing towards the metal shed with worried eyes. "Hajime will pull out with Kuroo in...is that his goddamn car? Is that thing Hajime's fucking ride?" Oikawa nodded, rolling his eyes and Miyo laughed-- it was music to Ukai's ears. "That costs more than my fucking house, y'know. You cheeky Omega. Of course you, of all people, would wind up mated with a rich Alpha."
***
Ukai had left the goings on near the shed to Miyo and Oikawa. His responsibility was extracting Yuji, Tsukishima, and the mysterious Jacky-- who was not so mysterious once he was actually able to see the battlefield beyond the shed. It didn't take a scientist to figure out that the stout, black-haired Alpha that was battling against a feral security guard was the kid Oikawa had spoken of. Aside from Yuji and Tsukishima, he was the only other Alpha in the vicinity that still retained a speck of his humanity.
Closest to the shed was Tsukishima, rolling around in the short grass with a smaller female Alpha. The snarky blonde had the clear upper hand, so Ukai chose to help out Yuji first-- the poor kid was bruised to hell and looked as if he was running on fumes alone. As he jogged towards the scrappy boy, he grumbled under his breath. He still hadn't had a chance to get back at the kid for sucker punching him a few weeks earlier.
Once he was within a few meters, he lunged forward and threw a heavy elbow into the feral Alpha, then met Yuji's astonished, hazel eyes. "Be ready. To my car. On my mark," He growled out, words choppy from his over-eager instincts.
He knew that they had to time things perfectly. They wouldn't be able to leave the park until after Suga had successfully made it to Miyo's car. Actually, he was pretty sure that he wouldn't be able to leave at all anyways, not until he saw his own mate, safe and sound, inside of a locked vehicle-- speeding away from the scene.
Yuji blinked once, stunned by the sudden appearance of his coach, then nodded. His gaze darted back to the staggering Alpha before them, but when he moved in to attack once more, Ukai held up a hand. "No. Give the message. Tsukishima. And Jacky," he commanded, throat rumbling out with aggression.
Yuji narrowed his eyes. "Jacky...?"
"Oikawa's orders," Ukai growled back. "Go."
Without another word, Yuji turned on his heels and jogged back towards Tsukishima. Ukai flared his nostrils, sucking in a deep breath of dense air. The sheer amount of Alpha scents, intertwined with the sea salty air, was almost nauseating. Already, he couldn't wait to get the fuck out of there. For a brief moment, he contemplated throwing his body into his staggering opponent to get an early upper hand, but decided against it. He needed to keep his wits about him, and a heavy clamp on his instincts. It would be unwise to fully engage in a brawl in his current mental state. He just needed to monitor the savage Alpha, nothing more. So long as the man stayed away from the shed, that was enough.
Behind him, a series of loud snarls went off and he picked up on the frantic voices of Miyo and Oikawa. He hazarded a glance behind him where the Omegas had begun to enact their plan of action. The rickety door of the maintenance shed flew open and with it came Suga's heated scent. It burst forward with impunity, so much so that Ukai began to fear its effects on the unmated Alphas in his pack. Before he had the chance to rake his gaze back to Tsukishima and Yuji, a guttural roar lured his attention to the feral Alpha in front of him. The man shot forward in a fast spring, high-tailing it for Suga, but Ukai was ready for it. He bowled into the man, pinning his squirming form beneath him with a knee on his neck. Then, he threw a punch upwards, into the man's open jaw, and received a wailing howl in response. No matter how hard he punched, his opponent continued to struggle viciously against him. He scratched at Ukai's exposed forearms, at his unguarded face, and yanked at his dress shirt-- the only dress shirt Ukai owned.
Ukai jabbed down his elbow again, throwing it into the Alpha's temple to knock him out, but the man's instincts were too wily. They needed to make a claim on Suga and they didn't care about the bodily damage their desire might cause. When Ukai lined up to strike again, the man swiftly rotated his hips, attempting to flip their positions. Ukai contested the move, the muscles in his abdomen screaming their protest, but a deep-seated feeling boosted his resolve. Miyo was behind him-- his mate was behind him with Suga and the Omega nest. He was not going to let a single Alpha past him. He would die before he allowed that to happen.
He felt like he had been fighting for an eternity, but it had only been a few seconds. He knew that he had been forced into difficult position-- between a rock and a hard place. He wanted to glance back to see if the Omegas had gotten Suga to the safety of the car. In fact, he needed to see if they were safe if he was going to enact his part of their plan. He also needed to see if Yuji and Tsukishima had retained their humanity after the bursting release of Suga's heated scent. But, he couldn't risk any of it. He couldn't dare to tear his eyes from his opponent. If he did, the man would surely incapacitate him and bowl right into the fleeing Omegas. As he strained his muscles further, trying to suffocate the Alpha beneath him with flexed thighs, he sniffed the air. He thought that maybe he could ascertain something by scent, but the air was too overburdened with pheromones, Suga's heat, and Alpha spray.
When a shrill scream echoed out from behind him, followed by a loud roar and a series of frantic snarls, he lost his resolve and tore his gaze away. His dark eyes landed on Keiji, holding Suga over his back, stalled in place halfway to Miyo's car. Behind him, Yamaguchi and Yachi were frozen with wide eyes. Even from his place, more than fifteen meters away, Ukai could see that the two Omegas were quivering with terror. Oikawa stood in front of the group, protective, like a mother ready to strike, and between them and the vehicle, humming with Miyo inside, stood an Alpha with eyes as black as night.
And that wasn't the only threat, not by a long shot. Kuroo was doing his best keep a surly male Alpha from attacking the group from behind, but the man was trudging forward against the rooster's full weight-- egged on by intense smell of heat. Hajime too was exerting the last of his strength to keep his female opponent in check. Ukai could feel, perhaps through their bond as a pack, that the boy was fighting to keep his anxious emotions in check. His mate, his new mate, was the only thing standing between Suga and a savage Alpha, hell-bent on claiming.
Although it had taken Ukai mere moments to intake the information, it was long enough for his own opponent to reverse their weights. With a quick swivel of his hips, he slammed Ukai against the hard earth and clamored to his feet with a possessive snarl. Then, he took off with a burst of speed towards the exposed Omega group. Ukai ignored his spinning head, roaring in a constant loop as he pushed to his feet to follow the man. He flew by Yuji and Tsukishima-- luckily, both were still in control of their instincts and were holding down a feral female in a conjoined grab-lock.
Ukai was less than a pace behind the escaping Alpha, his veins alit with frenzied panic. He had one job, one fucking job, and he had failed it. He pushed his mature muscles to their absolute limit and the world around him slowed as he reached forward to grab at the man's shirt. His fingers strained, clawing out for the colourful fabric, and he felt cotton against his fingertips. His throat rumbled out as he closed his hand around it, but it slipped away from his grasp. In that moment, his mind was blown into regions of panic that he had never before experience.
Still a chance, his instincts screeched inside his mind, flooding him with a new burst of adrenaline. Tackle. Jump. Tackle. Keep him away from our Omegas.
As he readied himself to launch forward, he saw Oikawa jump at his own opponent-- attempting to create a small opening for Suga and the Omegas to get through. Ukai roared out, egging himself on as he lunged forward at the Alpha. He plowed his full weight into the man and the two of them rolled across the grass before coming to a halt several meters away. Every muscle in his body screamed out at the hard tumble, but he ignored them once again. His opponent was already scrambling to his feet, getting ready to renew his sprint towards his unearned prize. Ukai needed to move. He pushed himself up alongside the man and charged into his hips, pummeling into his face with large fists to incapacitate him.
Beyond them, Oikawa was struggling to keep the savage Alpha under control-- failing to create an opening for his Omega nest. Yamaguchi looked as if he was going to move, but he hesitated, fiddling with the ends of his shirt. Then, his freckled face hardened and he suddenly darted forward. He yelled out, almost roaring, as he jumped upwards and attached himself to the legs of Oikawa's opponent-- like vine on a wall.
"GO!" Oikawa screamed to the remaining Omegas as he launched onto the back of the savage Alpha. "KEIJI NOW GODDAMMIT!"
Keiji hesitated for a moment, but started into a jog, moving to the right with Suga jostling on his back. He moved closer to the cloud of Alpha spray-- smartly trying to stay out of the reach of the now-entangled Alpha.
Ukai held onto his own opponent with renewed strength-- admiration for Oikawa and Yamaguchi had brought another surge of adrenaline to his old body. He was holding on with everything he had and he was going to keep his grip strong and true-- even if it took his life to do so.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen3h.Co