The Unwanted Twin

Chapter Thirteen

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TW: anxiety and abuse, swearing.

It has been two months since Oliver has been in a coma, the boys, Andrew and Jess even though being devastated went back to their normal lives. Andrew had been absolutely devastated and distraught knowing Oliver wasn't waking up, they still loved his as much as they did before it just came as a shock that they had been effected so much even though they knew each other for only a week. Everyone else slowly went back into their normal routine, Jess was their main priority, protecting her so she won't have the same fate as Oliver.

Alexander shipped Adam and Stacey to their personal jail, waiting for Oliver to wake up to see what to do with them. He wanted to torture and kill them, hatred so deep for that they did to little Oliver. He held back though, he had bigger priorities to tend to.

Massimo visited Oliver every single day, so as Andrew, Ezekiel every other week, Emilio and Vincent not once, and Jess twice. Mass in a way blamed himself, he put himself more work and pushed himself in the gym where he would pass out at work. He became more cold even if that is possible, he has a tough exterior more than ever. More feared that his bounty went up by 117 billion, he upped his security and build the gates around his house silver.

Mass, a nickname for Alexander, hands gripping his head where his overgrown black hair fell down to his eyes, he quickly pushed it back.

"Get out of here, now!" Mass shouted at the one guard who was standing by the door, watching as the mafia capo's eyes shined red and his fangs made his breaths come quick.

The guard quickly rushed out, looking at the long claws that were a dark yellow.

Alexander got the nickname Mass from his brutish and brutal killings of rouges and enemies around his territory, and the mass killings he does to other mafia bosses and members. The boys and Andrew haven't spoken to Mass in weeks, they saw how hard he was taking Oliver's accident. They all went to school, work, and dealt with their own personal issues.

Massimo's eyes still shined red and his anger won't go away, he had a constant growl in his breathing. Alexander was dead and Massimo was born.

He put the palms of his hands on his eyes and shook his head, trying to get rid of the heat behind his eyes. He drove his tongue over his fangs and sat up straighter, getting out of his office chair and walking toward the exit. He tighten his tie and fixed his Brioni suit that was worth 11 thousand dollars, his Armani shoes make a clank sound as he walk down the hallway. He owned the building and people moved out of his way out of fear, some dropping to their knees and offering their necks in submission. His smell of his rut and an alpha prime at that made the their eyes water and their nostrils burn and made the dominant men in the building drop in submission, there was no omegas in his building so none went into heat.

He walked out into the garage and got into his Mercedes-Benz 300, the engine revving as he flew out of the street and toward the hospital where Oliver was in a special room only his head doctor and Mass can get in. By the time he walked through the hospital doors his rut was in full force, his eyes glowed a dark red and his fangs were out, he regained control of his claws and they slid back in. People coughed and cried out as the alpha scent became too powerful and dominant, some tried to present themself to the alpha so they can mate, two being omega females but he just walked past them like they were mud on the floor. Even though their omega scent hit his nostrils nothing happened, he wasn't even interested in the slightest. A stupid alpha doctor tried to stop him.

"Hey you can't be in here while in rut! Your disturbing the residents here!" He yelled, standing in front of him, Mass looked down and feral eyes and furrowed brows.
"Are you trying to stop me from seeing Oliver?" Mass said menacingly, eyes filled with rage.

" Hai un desiderio di morte scadente?"
(Do you have a death wish runt?" Mass said, grabbing the man by the neck and lifting him off the ground with one hand. He kicked uselessly and hands grabbed the Massimo's hand, Massimo's views pulsed as he smiled as the euphoria of being the one in power pumped through his veins. Just as the man was about to pass out, eyes nearly rolled behind his head Mass threw him against the wall, an audible crack echoed.

Mass continued walking toward Oliver, senses on overload and he was itching to see Oliver. When he got to his room he heard the monitors beeping and the slow breaking of little Oliver, he used his key card and opened the door. Oliver was laying there connected to wires and a air wire below his nose, as Massimo got closer the more frequent Oliver's whines became.
Mass stood right at the side of the hospital bed, looming over Oliver.

The only thought that was going through Massimo's head was tiny little Oliver was not close to five foot and his little hands laid on his stomach. Oliver's black hair grew out more, halfway down his neck, long bangs that went past his eyes fanned his face and laid there gracefully. His eyebrows lighter than his hat and how the space between his eyebrows is always knotted up like he was about to cry, eyes shut with long eyelashes that laid on his cheeks. Small nose that looked like a cute little button, plump bright pink lips that looked like they were constantly chewed on.

"Mhm" Massimo said as he petted Oliver's hair in a loving matter, calming down now that he was around Oliver.

Massimo sunk into the chair by the hospital bed and leaned his head against Oliver's little stomach, feeling the soft pudge there now that he was getting closer to a healthy weight. Massimo let out dominant pheromones as he felt the affects of his runt. Oliver whined and twitched.

"You have to come back to me Oliver, I don't know what the hell I'm doing." Massimo said as he closed his eyes. Just as Mass was about to fall asleep he felt a small hand on his head, it was cold and it cooled the heat of his skin.

Mass shot up and looked at Oliver with wide eyes, Oliver was staring at Alex with a forced smile on his face.

Oliver scrunched up his nose and tried to scoot away from Alexander as he smelt the dominating pheromones, his body weakly trying to push Massimo away from him. Oliver almost didn't recognize Massimo, the only way to tell it was him was from his eyes and distinctive tattoos.

Oliver hasn't presented yet and his sense of smell isn't that great but he can see a dominant alpha when he sees one.

Oliver's heart rate shot up and the machines beside him began to beep.

"Stay still Oliver, you're okay I won't hurt you." Massimo said cupping his cheek and moving his hair out of his face. Oliver continued to squirm and cry as the smell got stronger and his body began thrashing. He doesn't know what's happening and the smell that is controlling his body is scaring him.

"I said stay still." Massimo said using his alpha voice on Oliver, his body going rigid and pliant.

"You're okay Oliver, your at the hospital you have been in a coma for two months. I thought I lost you." Mass said putting his forehead against Oliver's forehead.

And just like that Oliver fell back asleep.