OSCAR RAN AS FAST AS HE COULD IN A NARROW HALLWAY. The lights flickered as his stomps echoed through the walls. Broken doors were scattered everywhere, and seeing an empty cell along the way became the norm as he scanned the place.
He was desperately looking for Ivan, and every second that passed him by was pulling him down.
He heard the group that took his mate pass by as he hid inside a storage room earlier. However, it was different now as all he could hear was the vibration of the walls and floors as his team started their attack. There were bombs and gunshots.
Every omega he talked to in the past weeks had the same sentiment: they thought that the facility was too heavily guarded. And yet, here he was, walking alone without even coming across a single guard.
Seeing another set of
