163- Round Up

**Alex**

“Go! Go! Move it! Now” I bark. Me and my men now heading back towards the main hallway. Smoke and debris everywhere including several dead bodies. My men all hiding within the safety of shadow. Guns drawn.

Tony and Grant nowhere to be seen even as Devan, our top commander comes running over to me. A large gash placed upon his forehead along with one along his shoulder.

“Report! Where’s Tony and Grant?”

“Boss. Boss T and Boss G both took men over to the castle. We haven’t heard from either of them yet. But as far as numbers go, we currently have 12 confirmed dead, 2 critically wounded and 34 black widows all crushed. 1 weasel was attempting to flee as well. He was caught though and currently in the pit” explains Devan.

“Good work. Let’s work on cleaning this mess up. I want final numbers within an hour” I order. Devan nodding his head as I move to head back towards my office. Quick to pull out my phone only to frown when I see nothing. No texts. No calls. Odd. Hitting my comm I move to call for Connor.

“Connor!”

“Yeah Boss?”

“I need eyes and ears on the nest. I have birds at home, but none are chirping. I need answers, now.”

“Right Sir. On it Sir.”

With that said, Connor begins working on the task at hand. I on the other hand, currently within my office as he moves to mutter softly. His voice catching my attention.

“Looks like the nests secured Sir. Plenty of Sparrows flying”

A small sigh rising upon hearing that, my hand moving to put down my gun. Connor now speaking again. “Wait a minute… Hold the phone” those words now catching my attention yet again. A silent alarm now going off inside my head.

“SON OF A BITCH”

“Connor? You better tell me what’s going on right now or so god help me”

“Shit. Sorry Boss. It’s just… something looked off. I’m trying to clear up the feed now. Just give me a second” the sound of fierce typing against keys soon fill my ear until finally Connor yells again.

“HOLY FUCKING HELL! SIR, THE SILENT ALARM JUST TRIPPED. I’M PATCHING THE FEED OVER TO YOU NOW. LOOKS LIKE WE HAVE A PROBLEM SIR.”

At the tone of Connor’s voice and him practically yelling does my anxiety begin to rise. My hand quick to pull up the feed. The real time feed now showing me Antonio along with his brothers as they all hold a gun to Isabella’s head. A fucking collar around my babies neck. Lucus, Grant and Tony all beaten within a half inch of their lives as Isabella’s forced to watch them suffer. My blood boiling.

“CONNER! Round up the troops. We’re going hunting”

Quick to grab my gun once more do I move to unlock a secret panel within my room. A panel that held only my most prized possessions. My hands soon quick to grab a few of my knives along with a few other weapons just as a loud screech is heard over the speakers.

“ATTENTION! ATTENTION! CALLING ALL TEAMS! THIS IS NOT A DRILL, I REPEAT, THIS IS NOT A DRILL. PLEASE REPORT TO THE ALPHA, NOW, I REPEAT, REPORT TO THE ALPHA, NOW”

Smirking darkly at the words being said do I move to head downstairs. Now standing before me were nearly 200 plus men. All of them clad from head to toe in all black. Many still in visible bandages from earlier. None of it mattering as they all move to show up as ordered.

“Alright OMEGA’s listen up” I yell. My Omega’s all standing front and center. “The nest has been compromised. I repeat, has been compromised. Our Queen along with your Kings have all been captured. We need to save them ASAP. I want all Rho, Gamma and Epsilon teams with Omegas 1 and 2. Surround the area. Omegas 3 and 4 your with me. Omega 5, you along with Delta and Sigma are on tanks. Block all exits. No one leaves this compound alive. Take no prisoners” and then, with that said I move to snap my fingers. My men all scattering.

Omega team 3 and 4 now with me as we move to stock up on ammo. Once restocked do we all move towards the firing range. The firing range holding a secret tunnel that would lead us in the direction of home.

My only thoughts now were on those of Isabella. Hang on baby girl, Daddies coming for you.

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**Third Person**

Meanwhile, back within the castle, Antonio and his brothers were all seething. Seething like mad dogs as Antonio moved to hold a now loaded gun directly at Isabella’s neck. A few minutes prior and things had begun to heat up.

Upon the completion of Isabella’s little stunt did Antonio decide to teach her a lesson. A lesson in shock therapy as he moved to shock her directly in front of all those who were present. Isabella attempting to hold strong even as pain continued to shoot throughout her from the shock.

Isabella weeping silently as she moves to cover her belly. Lucus still trying to get her attention. Lucus hoping to offer her words of encouragement as he tries to assure her that things would be okay.

Isabella trying hard to find resolve within those words. Her mind trying to remind herself that she was no longer weak and helpless. But a strong and powerful Queen. A Queen to the most ruthless men upon this planet. A wife to four Mafia men. And soon, a mother to a beautiful child. Isabella now trying to stand on shaky limbs.

Angelo quick to notice her movement and moves to step on top of her. His foot now pressing upon her lower back.

“Ah Ah. Did we say you could get up and move pet? No, we didn’t” taunts Angelo, his foot pressing harder along her back.

“GET. OFF. ME. NOW” warns Isabella. Her words clipped as she tries to throw him off her.

“Excuse me?” growls Antonio. Angelo now applying more pressure. The foot still pressed against her lower back. “I’m afraid your in no position to demand anything pet.”

“Please… Get OFF me. Your hurting my BABY”

Upon hearing the word baby does the entire room become silent. Lucus, Tony, Grant, along with Antonio, Angelo, Vincent and Lucia all move to stare silently. Isabella too scared to face Lucus as she slowly moves to look at him with unshed tears.

Lucus the first to respond once over his initial shock. “You’re… You’re pregnant Agapi Mou?”

“…. Yes”

Isabella and Lucus now sharing an intimate moment between them until Lucus spots Angelo with his foot still pressed against her lower back. His eyes now cold and calculated.

“GET. YOUR. FUCKING. FOOT. OFF. MY. FUCKING. WIFE!” orders Lucus, his aura beginning to rise.

Antonio quick to growl as he moves to shove Angelo aside. His hand now reaching for that of Isabella’s hair. Antonio quick to yank her hair as he moves to pull her up. His gun now pressed against her neck as he moves to speak.

“Really Isabella? Now you’ve done it. The only child you should be carrying is either mine or Angelo’s or that of Vincent and Lucia. Not Lucus’s fucking child. So now, we’ll need to make a quick pit stop before heading home.”

Isabella now fighting to get free on him even as Vincent moves to clip on the leash. Her eyes narrowing as Angelo and Lucia each move to pulverize Lucus, Tony and Grant along with the guards.

“You’ll pay dearly for this! You hear me, you’ll fucking pay dearly” cries Isabella. Venom lacing her words.

“Hmm, funny you should say that. Considering you already tried that once and failed. So forgive us if we don’t magically believe you now. For soon, we’ll each teach you to submit to us and only us. And once you do, we’ll each fuck you extra hard, how’s that sound pet?” whispers Antonio as he moves to nibble upon her ear. Vincent now taking that second to kiss her mouth. Isabella refusing to kiss back in which causes him to bite her bottom lip.

Isabella gasping in pain as Vincent takes that as his chance, his tongue now sliding past her lips in which he moans. Clearly pleased by the warmth of her mouth only to pull back in sudden pain. Isabella having bitten his tongue.

“YOU CUNT SUCKER”

Moving to glare daggers does he move to spit out the blood.

“You’ll pay for that one pet. Trust me”

Then, with a snap of his fingers do the guards each move to drag a barely conscious Lucus, Grant and Tony all out of the Office. Antonio soon pulling the leash as they all move towards the main foyer of the house. Isabella’s heart racing.

Her mind now trying to process everything that was going on all around them. Every guard that she ever knew now stood kneeling upon the ground including that of her husbands, each held at gun point. A mass execution about to take place before her very eyes. Her thoughts now on Alex. Isabella now hoping and praying that Alex would come before it was all too late.

Antonio and his brothers all moving to surround her as Antonio moves to give one big speech. Unaware of what lurked in the shadows before the war even started.