Mending the Mechanic's Heart

Unleashing the Alpha

The garage was a hive of activity, engines revving and tools clanking, but in one secluded corner, things had taken a darker turn. Dean and his group, still seething from the last confrontation, had decided to make Pon pay for what they saw as his "favoritism" and "special treatment." The jealousy and resentment they harbored had grown into something more sinister.

Pon, quietly working on another car, was once again the target of their malice. This time, they weren't content with just words or minor shoves. As Pon bent over the car engine, Dean approached him from behind, a cruel smirk playing on his lips. Without warning, he shoved Pon hard against the car, causing the omega to cry out in pain.

"Looks like someone's gotten too comfortable here," Dean sneered, grabbing Pon by the collar and yanking him back. The force of the pull made Pon lose his footing, and he fell to the ground, hitting his head on the concrete floor.

The impact left Pon disoriented, his vision swimming as he tried to gather himself. But Dean and his group weren't done. They closed in on him, their taunts growing louder, their shoves more forceful. One of them kicked Pon in the ribs, sending a sharp pain radiating through his body. Another grabbed him by the hair, pulling his head back cruelly.

"Think you're better than us, huh? Just because you're an omega? Just because the boss seems to like you?" one of them spat, his voice filled with venom.

Pon struggled, his breaths coming in ragged gasps, but he was overpowered. The group's aggression escalated quickly, and soon, blood was dripping from a cut on Pon's forehead, his skin bruising from the rough treatment.

But Dean and his group were too caught up in their own cruelty to notice the shadow looming over them—the figure of Sailub, who had witnessed the entire brutal assault from the other side of the garage.

Sailub's eyes blazed with a fury that few had ever seen. His alpha instincts roared to the surface as he took in the sight of Pon, bloody and battered, being mercilessly harassed. The omega, whom he had been silently drawn to, was suffering right in front of him, and the rage that boiled within Sailub was unstoppable.

Without a word, Sailub strode forward, his presence commanding and dangerous. The sheer force of his aura made the air crackle with tension, and even the loudest engine noises seemed to dim in comparison. His footsteps were heavy, each one filled with a promise of retribution.

Dean was the first to notice the looming figure of Sailub, and his heart nearly stopped. The smug grin fell from his face as he met Sailub's eyes—eyes that were filled with a dark, vengeful fury. Dean's cronies, sensing the sudden change in atmosphere, stepped back in fear, their confidence shattered.

Sailub didn't speak; his actions did all the talking. He grabbed Dean by the collar and slammed him against the nearest wall with a force that knocked the air out of the man's lungs. Dean's eyes widened in terror as he realized he had just unleashed the wrath of one of the most feared alphas in the country.

The rest of Dean's group froze, too afraid to intervene as Sailub turned his gaze on each of them. His voice, when he finally spoke, was a low, menacing growl that sent shivers down their spines. "You think you can get away with this? Hurting someone under my protection? Hurting him?"

Sailub's grip tightened on Dean, who was struggling to breathe. The alpha's fury was palpable, and for a moment, it seemed like he might snap Dean's neck right then and there. But instead, Sailub released him, letting him slump to the ground in a heap.

The others in the group scrambled to get away, but Sailub's voice stopped them cold. "Don't you dare move," he hissed. "You're not leaving this garage until you've paid for what you've done."