Killian Velvet
The older Alpha gives a soft laugh and a wave of his hand that's not on the chair at Xavier. "We didn't steal your gem, Junior." Ah, he was trying to be insulting. "But this one.." The man's eyes moved to Killian and the hand on the chair moves. It lifts a piece of the blond hair.
Before the older man could bring it to his nose, his hand was smacked by the Omega. He had turned his head enough to shoot him a glare, but he didn't do more than get the hair out of his hand. The older Alpha gave a soft rumble of a growl, hand going and snatching the wrist of the hand that smacked him. "You'll want to be careful, Omega. There are far more of us than you."
Killian's whole body stilled as his wrist was grabbed. With how closely Xavier was watching the Omega, it wouldn't be hard to pick up the quickened breath and the twitch in his hand around his glass like he was about to lift it and smash the Alpha with it.