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Rowan nods and follows Aethel after taking the document. He smiles and nods to Xavier as the man stands. He follows easily to the office, brows furrowing as it's ajar. He watches Aethel stumble in. He follows, looking to see the Clan Leader essentially dead.

His mind only takes a second before his eyes widen and his hand is clenching. "The Omegas, Aethel." He then turns, nearly pushing Xavier out of the way and running towards the stage. He hops up, not caring about protocol or anything as he stumbles into the back. "Willow! Where are you! Willow!"

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Aethel is still standing there in the office, wide eyes frozen on his father’s corpse. He hears Xavier entering to ask what the hell is going on when Rowan sprints past him, but everything sounds like it’s an echo. “Aethel!” Xavier puts a hand on his shoulder but his brother remains stock still. That’s when the sickening thought occurs - Killian must have been taken too.

He leaves the office, running after the other Alpha and following him to the stage. “Killian’s gone, Rowan…” He says, dropping all pretenses by using his first name as he tries to calm down himself. “He’s not answering my calls.” He runs a hand through his hair as everything starts to set in - his father is dead and his potential mate is missing.

“Follow me,” Xavier hops on the stage and leads Rowan through the back door the Omegas would have taken. He throws open the doors to the dressing room they usually had the Omegas in and finds it empty except for a few cats that had been helping their high values with makeup and costumes. “What happened…?” He struggles to keep his tone gentle; he knows these Omegas didn’t have anything to do with what is happening, but it’s hard not to think of what could be happening to Killian right now.

“They’ll kill us!” One of the cats cries out, shaking their head at Xavier in complete fear and holding another cat that’s shaking. Xavier furrows his brow - he knows he comes off as rough and intimidating. He looks to Rowan for help, feeling like he can guess who’s behind all of this.

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Rowan looked to Xavier, eyes widening before he got himself under control. He followed the other wolf, moving into the make-up and looking around. He'd looked around on the way there. There wasn't any signs of struggles. Which means they had been drugged.

The wolf looked towards the Omegas in distress. He set a hand on Xavier's shoulder when he was looked at and stepped forward. "My name is Rowan Kimb. Once we have determined the building is safe, I'll have someone come escort the rest of you to one of my sanctuaries. You don't have to worry about being hurt under the Beowulfs care anymore. Can you tell us what happened? Willow.. She's my mate."

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The cats look at Xavier in panic first and he nods. “What he says is true. You’re free to do as you wish from now on.” He assures them.

“We never saw Willow,” One of the cats answer to Rowan. “Everyone else came back but her and then suddenly there were a bunch of Alphas with guns.”

Another cat nods to corroborate the story. “They said they’d kill us if we made any noise… They took the foxes and Aurora and left with them…”

They said that if any of us followed they would…” One of the cats who had first spoken up to Xavier says, shaking their head as if it’s too much to say out loud.

“Rowan, I might have an idea who might’ve taken them…” He steps closer to the other Alpha so he can whisper. “It sounds like they went out of their way for Jewe- Willow and Killian. I think this might have been the Conan’s… They kidnapped her before, when you found her before giving her back. And maybe they felt offended about Aethel and I kicking them out over Killian, so they set their sights on him too? It’d be the common thing linking them together…”

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Rowan listened to the cats and nodded gently to them before looking to Xavier. His brows rise at what he thinks happened before his eyes harden and he sighs deeply. He raises a hand, covering his eyes to try to school his face from the anger he feels. The Conans, of all the fucking families.

"It's not just that, Xavier. It was a Conan." He lifted his gaze and met Xavier. He felt like he didn't have to say anything else to explain why Killian had been taken.

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Xavier raises a brow, confused as to what Rowan is saying before the realization of what he’s saying hits. His nostrils flare, his brow no longer furrowed in worry but in rage. “They-” His jaw clenches as he stops himself from yelling. He takes a few deep breaths before looking at the cats.

“Go to your families. We’ll discuss the next steps of your release soon… let them know about it and… let them know my father is dead.” A couple of gasps are heard from the remaining Omegas before they all nod and quickly gather their things as they leave the room.

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Rowan waits for the cats to leave before he turns to a wall and sets a fist against it. Anger won't do anything. He needs to stay calm. He breathes in a couple deep breaths, then looks at Xavier. "Thankfully. If Killian is put together with any other Omega, he will go into protective feral mode instead of distress. Let's hope when we find them.. he's done a good damn job."

He pats Xavier's chest once and then leaves the area to go find Aethel again. "Let's go. We have some work to do."

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There’s still a lot on Xavier’s mind, but he nods in agreement with Rowan. As they leave the dressing room and enter the amphitheater again, Aethel is there waiting. He stands up, a little wobbly on his feet. “Mother is handling… the situation, right now.” Xavier puts a reassuring hand on his brother’s shoulder before he brings him up to speed.

“All of the Omegas were taken and both of us think the Conans are behind this.” He turns to look at Rowan in case he had anything to add. Xavier left out the part about Killian’s attacker, feeling as though his brother might not handle the news well. “We can use my office to come up with a plan. Aethel, will you join us?” His brother nods, determined to fix this mess.

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Once they get to the office, Rowan closes the door behind everyone. He moves and leans against the desk, looking to the two Beowulfs. "I don't care what your association with your family's business is now. You are either here to help me rescue Omegas, or you can walk the fuck back out. This is no longer about auctions and shit. If you are smart, you've already figured out why I joined these ridiculous parties in the first place."

He sighs deeply and closing his eyes for a moment and then looking at them again. "Priority is saving them. All of them. I need to know if you're in on it before I call my contact to help."

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Xavier nods, his face serious. “I’m sure you’ve already figured out my view on all of it. I meant it when I said I’m letting the Omegas go. With my father…” He glances at Aethel gives him a guilty expression. “Aethel, I plan on changing everything here- I want our name attached to our good deeds, not be known for Omega trafficking.”

Aethel takes a moment to digest all of this information before he nods, his jaw clenched. “Our father was the only one wanting to keep up that tradition and forced us all to comply. I don’t care about the auctions.” He rubs his chin, his eyes downcast. “They must be so scared…” He mumbles.

“You can count on us.” Xavier tells Rowan.

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Rowan lets out a sigh and nods. "Good. Aethel. I know what you just witnessed and I'm sorry to pack on more but.." His eyes flicker to Xavier before he clenches his jaw. "Both of you, expect to see Killian likely muzzled and or covered in blood. Last time he was kidnapped, he was taken by a Conan and raped during his heat. He took two of the man's fingers and half his ear when I had found him stumbling in the streets."

He pulled out his phone, looking to it and then looking back up to Xavier and Aethel. "If we're lucky, Killian has gone feral. Unfortunately, as much as I would hate for it to happen, it's the only chance he'll have to fight. Especially if he's protecting another Omega." He then dialed his contact to let them digest what he just told them.

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Xavier clenches his jaw, feeling like he needs to punch something. “Those fucking bastards, I… I should have…” Aethel leans on the desk, looking positively sick, the bags under his eyes showing more.

“…We should have just defied dad… We caused this - we practically led the Conans back to Killian.”

Xavier nods gravely, finding it hard to focus. “Aethel, do you have their contact info? Something that could help us find where they might have taken them?” His brother’s face lights up with an idea before he bolts out of the office and comes back shortly with one of the tablets they use for contracts. He shuts the door behind him and pulls up his network of contacts. They both curse under their breath when there’s only a phone number listed under the Conan name.

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Rowan lowers the phone for a moment, looking to the two. "With such high-value Omegas.. I hate to say, but they're likely at headquarters. It's the most secure place for them, which means they would have had to figure out a way to get them all there quickly." He went back to his phone call, stepping away from the desk to pace slowly. If they were at headquarters that was good and bad. He just hoped nothing too bad was happening yet.

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“Yeah, but we don’t have an address for their ‘headquarters’.” Xavier says with frustration. “All I know is it’s somewhere in New Mexico.” He pulls out his own phone and calls Grant while Aethel keeps going through his data. Grant answers quickly, probably already aware of the situation. He doesn’t know where exactly the Conans are but he assures Xavier that he’ll find it.

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Rowan starts walking to the door. He turns and snaps his fingers at the brothers before waving them after him and he starts out of the office and towards the entrance. He's still on the phone until they reach outside. He closes it as a car pulls up. "Come on. We don't have time to lose. I had someone find out where it was just incase Killian was targeted again." He climbed into the front seat and let the brother have the back seat.

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Xavier helps Aethel climb in first before squeezing himself in. “Good thinking on your part.” He compliments Rowan gruffly from the backseat. His brother is still fumbling around with the tablet while Xavier pulls out his phone to update Grant. “How are you planning to catch up with them?” It was at least two hours to get to the border between New Mexico and Texas from the estate.

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Rowan chuckles darkly, the car driving fast and probably breaking laws. He looks back to them and then to front again. "Hope you aren't afraid of heights. We'll go to them the way they did. By helicopter. My contact said there was a sight of one on your security cameras leaving your estate."

He held onto the handle at the top of the car. "Once we get to where mine is located, we'll be handed tranq guns and some ammo. The goal is to subdue no kill. They're needed for questioning but if they're hostile enough, we've been authorized to use dead force if needed."

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Aethel and Xavier both blanch at the idea of Rowan having access to their security system before Aethel laughs in delight. “We definitely should have been more suspicious of you.” He says, still chuckling to himself. Xavier knows the laughing is probably helping distract Aethel from everything going on, but he still smiles in amusement.

“Death would be too easy for them. I’d rather see them suffer anyway.” He says, looking out his window at the scenery as it flies by.

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"Yes, you should have." The car screeched to a stop and Rowan got out of the car. "Leave the device." He started towards the helicopter already fired up and waiting for them. A couple men help the trio into the helicopter and then it's lifting and starting off.

A fox man nods towards them. "Hello. I'm Jason Hunz. I work with the FBI. We'll be infiltrating the Conan Headquarters once landing. The goal is to secure all Omegas inside and arrest anyone seen as a danger." He and the other man pulled up a couple of brief cases and opened them.

They handed each of them tranqs and several magazines that would help refill the weapon. "Try not to hit any of our men. I also recommend tranqing any feral Omegas you see. They will be too out of it to realize you aren't there to save them."

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Aethel looks ready to argue, but Xavier grabs the tablet as he pulls his brother out of the car, tossing it on the back seat and closing the door. The two get strapped in on the helicopter and listen to the FBI as he speaks. Xavier looks at the tranq with a frown. He understood well what a feral Omega could be like, but the thought of using it on Killian leaves a bad taste in his mouth.

“Understood.” Xavier says, putting a hand on Aethel’s shoulder to comfort momentarily.