Mending the Mechanic's Heart

Uninvited Guests

The garage was bustling as usual, with the familiar sounds of engines roaring, tools clanking, and the steady hum of work being done. Pon was focused on his task, carefully tuning the engine of a sleek racing car, while Aon played quietly in his crib nearby, occasionally babbling to himself.

Everything seemed normal until the sound of footsteps approached the entrance of the garage, louder and more purposeful than the usual comings and goings of the team. Sailub, who had been in his office reviewing some documents, looked up, his alpha instincts immediately alerting him to the presence of newcomers.

Stepping into the garage were two well-dressed men—one of them immediately recognizable to anyone familiar with the world of racing and business. Mr. Ping Orbnithi Leelavetchabutr, an influential investor in the X-Hunters and Sailub's best friend, walked in with his usual confident stride. Beside him was another figure, an equally striking man with a charismatic smile, none other than Benz, a well-known actor and a close acquaintance of Ping.

As they entered, the noise in the garage dimmed slightly as the team members acknowledged the presence of the guests. Sailub emerged from his office, his eyes narrowing slightly as he caught sight of his friends.

"Ping," Sailub greeted with a nod, extending his hand. "Didn't expect to see you today."

Ping grinned, shaking Sailub's hand firmly. "Thought I'd drop by and see how things are going. Plus, I wanted to introduce you to Benz. He's interested in investing in a few new projects."

Sailub nodded again, though his eyes flicked over to Benz, who was scanning the garage with curiosity. As Benz's gaze settled on Pon, still busy with his work, Sailub felt a strange sensation grip his chest. A sense of unease.

"Who's that?" Benz asked, his attention fixed on Pon.

"That's Pon," Ping replied before Sailub could. "He's one of the newer additions to the team, quite skilled from what I've heard. And the little one over there is his son, Aon."

Benz's smile widened as he looked at Pon, something in his expression softening as he took in the sight of the omega and his child. "He seems... interesting," Benz remarked, his tone carrying a hint of admiration. "Mind if I go say hello?"

Sailub's jaw tightened imperceptibly, but he forced himself to keep his tone neutral. "Of course, but he's in the middle of his work."

Benz didn't seem to catch the subtle warning in Sailub's words as he made his way over to Pon. The omega, noticing someone approaching, looked up and was momentarily startled by the sight of the unfamiliar man.

"Hello," Benz said with a warm smile. "I'm Benz. I couldn't help but notice your son—he's adorable. And you must be Pon?"

Pon nodded, a little unsure of how to respond to the sudden attention. "Yes, I'm Pon. It's nice to meet you."

Benz crouched down slightly to get a better look at Aon, who was now curiously peering up at the new face. "You have a beautiful son," Benz continued, his tone genuinely kind. "How old is he?"

"He'll be two soon," Pon replied, relaxing slightly at Benz's friendly demeanor. "Thank you."

As Benz engaged Pon in conversation, Sailub's eyes darkened, watching the interaction from a distance. There was something about the way Benz was looking at Pon that set Sailub on edge. A possessive growl threatened to escape his throat, but he swallowed it down, knowing he had no right to feel this way. Pon wasn't his—he had no claim over the omega. Yet, the sight of Benz talking to Pon, getting close to Aon, stirred an unfamiliar jealousy within him.

Ping, standing beside Sailub, noticed the tension in his friend's posture. "Something wrong?" he asked quietly.

Sailub shook his head, though his gaze remained locked on Benz and Pon. "Nothing," he replied curtly.