Seonghwa kept his eyes locked with Lance's as the entire room held its breath. He was surprised that his own hands were shaking, but maybe that just went to show how serious he was right now.

"Let them go, Lance, or I swear I will gut myself right here and take your unborn pup with me."

Mingi let out a strangled cry that Seonghwa did his best to ignore. It would break his resolve if he glanced at his mate now, especially because of what he just admitted out loud.

"You wouldn't dare." Lance hissed, taking a step forward.

Seonghwa adjusted his grip on the knife and pulled it away from his stomach a little. "Try me. I don't want to harm MY baby, but if it means stopping you then I will."

Lance's face grew redder as he lowered the sword to point the tip at the floor, but he didn't drop it.

"All of you pathetic alphas who chose to follow this bastard, leave now! This will be your only chance. If you leave without attacking anyone else you will get to keep your life." Seonghwa said, knowing that Mingi would have made the same deal with the Colonel this time.

Innocent lives would be spared.

Some of the alphas looked to Lance for confirmation, but he only had eyes for Seonghwa.

Jongho turned to them and growled, straightening his legs to the point where it looked like he was growing as he towered over the others.

They didn't need to be told twice.

Soon it was Lance alone in the room with Seonghwa's pack of four and two betas he had never seen before.

Yunho approached the omega slowly, his ears swiveling back and forth as he nudged Seonghwa's hands, moving the knife away from his stomach.

Now his hands started to shake as he placed on hand over his bare stomach and sank to his knees. Yunho immediately shoved his head into the older's chest and whined repeatedly.

Lance took this distraction and ran forward, swinging the sword quickly.

The edge of it caught Yunho's back, slicing it open.

Seonghwa's scream was drowned out by Jongho's howl of pain as he fell to the floor in a twisted pile.

Mingi charged forward, snapping his jaws several time, but Lance was expecting it and spun around, swinging the sword frantically to fend him off.

Seonghwa was shaking even harder now as he pulled Yunho into his arms. The beta was bleeding profusely from the open wound on his back. "H-Help. We n-n-need help!" He looked at the betas. "Please!"

They turned and ran from the room while Jongho finally managed to push himself off the ground and stumbled to Yunho, forcing himself to shift so he could check on the wound. Silent tears fell down his cheeks as he gingerly inspected the back of his mate.

"Jongho..." Seonghwa whispered.

"Go h-help Ming-gi." He said, not looking at Seonghwa.

The door burst open again and Colonel Gregson came running in with several men behind him carrying a stretcher. They all froze when they saw Lance and Mingi dancing around each other.

"Over here! Hurry!" Seonghwa yelled, getting their attention again.

The Colonel's eyes widened as he took in Yunho's body. "Get him to a medic NOW!" The Hunters scrambled and ran to collect Yunho, lifting him carefully onto the stretcher and rushing him out. Jongho hesitated for a moment, but then ran after him after a nod from Seonghwa.

Then his attention returned to the fight in front of him.

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"There's my boy!" Freya rasped next to Wooyoung's ear. Her voice had been hoarse ever since she screamed in pain a short time ago.

Something about losing him and how much pain she was in.

Wooyoung prayed that meant Silas was dead.

He couldn't stop shaking and wished he could at least see what was going on, but that would be too much to ask for. Not that he could ask with the gag in his mouth.

His only comfort was the fact that it sounded like San was finally there.

Wooyoung cried out into his gag, wanting San to save him, but also begging him to run away.

"My boy, my baby boy. You're all I have left."

"So then don't do this." San's voice was music to Wooyoung's ears. He whimpered into his gag again and pulled against the ropes.

Freya's hand started stroking his hair, her long nails massaging his scalp.

"Mom. If you want to be a family I will give you that chance. Just... Drop the matches."

Matches?! Wooyoung screamed into his gag and started to struggle more.

"But you're not really my son, are you? If you were... You wouldn't have killed your brother."

The sound of a match striking against the box rang in Wooyoung's ear and his heart sank.

"Mom, you don't have to do this. Please." San pleaded.

"I want to see my family again." Freya whispered. "You. Took. EVERYTHING from me!"

Wooyoung felt like she was yelling at him more than San with how close she was to him. Maybe she was? But it's not like he asked for Jasper and Caius to do what they did...

He screamed into his gag again as another match scrapped against the box.

"Mom! Please!"

"I'm coming my love, by boys. You'll see your mom soon."

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Mingi could feel his inner demons wanting to come out as he circled the room with Lance.

He had committed the worst crime another wolf could do. And he was going to pay with his life. He would relish ripping him limb from limb.

If only the bastard would lose the damn sword!!

Mingi snarled at him and swiped at the blade, wanting to knock it from his hands. But Lance was too quick.

He thought he saw some of the Hunters come in at one point at take Yunho away, but it was too hard for him to tear his attention away from Lance long enough to be sure.

And he hated himself for it... He wanted to show concern for Yunho. He wanted to know that his friend was ok.

"Come on Mingi, what's the matter? Too scared to kill a new daddy?" Lance purred, swinging his sword in circles.

Mingi growled at him, just begging him to transform into a wolf. The damn coward.

Lance lunged forward and tried to stab him, but Mingi jumped back and managed to dodge it. They continued this dance for several minutes, neither one of them giving in.

Finally Mingi gave in and shifted, earning a smirk from Lance. "You coward! Stop using the damn sword and fight me like a man!"

"Man, you say? Yes, I supposed I am! I will be even more of a man in less than nine months too. I can see why you picked him." Lance taunted.

Mingi shook violently as he stood in place. He felt like he was going to explode. "You're a coward. You know that I can beat you easily so that's why you are hiding behind a sword. How can you feel any sense of honor?"

"You think I care about honor? All I want is to finish the vision that I started with your father! It MY glory!"

"You're sick. I'm going to enjoy killing you."

Lance laughed. "Not if I kill you first." He stepped forward and jabbed at Mingi, who easily spun out of the way.

He was still at a huge disadvantage. He needed another distraction.

And he got it.

Seonghwa screamed in pain and they both turned to look at him as he pulled his hands away from his blood covered stomach.

"NO!" Lance roared, throwing his sword down and running forward.

Mingi just froze and his vision swam. His love, no... He actually...

"HOW DARE YOU! I WILL FUCK ANOTHER ONE INTO YOU, YOU MARK MY WORDS!"

That snapped Mingi out of it. There was no way he was letting that bastard touch his mate again! He ran forward and picked up the discarded sword.

His eyes flashed to Seonghwa's once and was confused to see a slight smirk on his face as he gripped the knife and thrust it up.

Right in between the alpha's legs.

Lance's scream was one of the worst things Mingi had ever heard, but he didn't let it stop him as he ran forward and yanked Lance away from his mate.

The alpha continued to scream and scream, especially once he was on his back staring up at Mingi.

"Shut. Up." Mingi hissed, placing the tip of the sword against Lance's neck.

Then Lance started to laugh.

Mingi just shook his head. He didn't feel like Lance even deserved any last words. So he simply shoved the sword into Lance's throat, piercing his main vein. It would be enough that he would choke on his own blood.

He spun around quickly and dropped down in front of Seonghwa. "Why would you do this?" He asked as he held out shaking hands. There was blood everywhere...

"I didn't..." Seonghwa whispered, looking down at the floor. "It's... It's Yunho's blood... I needed something to distract Lance... But I... I... I can't bring myself t-t-t-to hurt m-my b-baby." He said through his tears as he placed his hands on his stomach.

So it really was true...

Mingi pulled Seonghwa into his arms, needing to touch his mate and feel that he was ok.

But everything was not ok...

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San ran forward just as he watched Freya light the second match after the first one went out.

His hands collided with her stomach, forcing her back off the platform and they fell to the stone ground, wrestling with each other.

Freya screeched at him and clawed at his face with her nails as he tried to get his hands around her throat.

"You killed them! You killed them all! This is your fault you worthless runt!"

San flinched at her words and gritted his teeth as he continued to try and strangle her.

But then a scream came from behind him and his head whipped up.

Knocking his mom to the side had caused her to drop the match.

Onto the puddled of gasoline.

Wooyoung was screaming into his gag as the fire nipped at him, spreading quickly.

San didn't hesitate to run into the flames and work at the ropes. He tried stomping on the fire where he could, but the ropes were his main concern. "Hang on baby. I'm here. Try not to move."

Wooyoung's muffled sobbed wracked his body as fire started to engulf both of them.

Freya was screaming in the background and San chanced a look over his shoulder to see she had tried to follow him into the fire. She must have doused herself in gasoline too because she was rolling around, clawing at her own skin.

San turned back to the ropes, hissing as fire licked his skin.

"Hold on baby, I'm trying. I'm almost done. Hold on baby."

Tears started to roll down his cheeks as San tried to control his shaking hands.

Finally, he felt the rope loosen and he was able to yank Wooyoung away from the pole, taking a lot of the rope with them.

He threw both their bodies onto the ground and rolled several times, trying to suffocate the flames. It worked for the most part, so all he had to do was pat the rest of them out.

San tried to calm his racing heart as he worked on untying Wooyoung, the screams of Freya still sounding in the background.

After freeing his hands, San moved to Wooyoung's legs while his omega pulled the gag and blindfold off his face.

"S-San!" He cried out, wrapping his arms and legs around his alpha.

"Are you hurt? How bad is it?" San asked, trying to see how badly the younger was burned, but Wooyoung just held him tighter.

Then they both turned as Freya's screams got louder. Her body was black by now as she continued to roll on the floor, clawing at herself. "S-Son..." She begged, reaching for him.

San just narrowed his eyes and pulled Wooyoung's face into his shoulder. He could feel his omega's grip tightening on him as he shook with fear.

But all San did was watch Freya burn alive without feeling an ounce of remorse or regret.