The bear's ear twitches towards Willow as he watches Rowan come forward. His head instantly snaps up, actively sniffing the air as he get a scent. His eyes flutter closed. He knows that scent. It's one of his safety scents. He tilts his head down, eyes flicking past Rowan to the group. More of the men with tranqs are taking the other Omegas. They're going to safety.
He seems to slump just a little, eyes moving up to Willow to take her in. She looks anxious, her scent giving away anticipation. Rowan was her mate, so it would make sense she was antsy to get taken to him. As he's about to gesture, he jolts, eyes widening. His hand comes up, brushing against his neck and pulling the dart from his neck.
He makes a questioning noise, gaze swirling before he slumps to the floor, eyes fluttering closed.
Rowan whirls, looking back to see Jason having aimed and shot Killian. The fox gave him a look.
"You told us no hesitation. The sooner he's down, the safer he's to transport. Let's go!" He moves forward, stepping around bodies on the floor and guiding the rest of the Omegas out of the room.
Rowan moves forward, wrapping his suit jacket in Killian and then picking him up. He's careful, and when Xavier gets close, he deposits Killian into his arms. He then turns to Willow and moves over once she's out of the room. He lets out a sigh and pulls her close.
"You're safe now." He doesn't give her much time before he's hoisting her into his arms and then turning. "Let's head out with them." A couple of the swats guys who had joined are already taking the other Omegas towards the exit in a hurried fashion.