*One week before*
The morning sun peered through the windows as Hannibal grimaced and attempted to cover his eyes with the sheets. His sleep had been so peaceful, the best he had been blessed with in months. Felicia had spent every night by his side, head rested against his chest as sleep took her and gave him those few precious moments to study her face without any trace of anger or irritation in general before he would detach himself from her warmth and head out into the night. He still had a dinner party to plan for. It had been wonderful, even without their old nightly activities, just having her against him again was enough.
He cracked his eyes open slightly at the thought, realising that something was off as he let his hand search for the smaller body that should have been beside him.
"Felicia?"
Empty. No trace of the Omega as he muttered her name before pulling himself into a sitting position in the bed and forced his senses to become clear. The side she slept on was still warm, she couldn't have been gone for more than a few minutes. But where had she gone?
With a groan, he pulled himself from the bed completely and wrapped his dressing gown firmly around himself. He had a bad feeling about her disappearance, nothing good had ever come from Felicia waking up before him.
As he drew closer to the stairs, he could hear movements from downstairs, the sound of music coming from the kitchen caused his face to pale slightly as he pictured the scene of destruction that he might walk into when he reached where his Omega had situated herself.
With the scent of cinnamon and pancakes wafting through the air, Felicia couldn't quite beat off the feeling of elation that coursed through her. She'd had a great night's sleep again, the flashbacks staying away for the first time since she had left the hospital and, as crazy as it might have sounded if she'd told Sera, she was beginning to really enjoy Hannibal's company.
He seemed to have dropped his mission to rile her up, choosing to simply spend their time talking and 'getting to know each other again' as he had put it one night. When they went to bed each night, he would simply hold her as she drifted into sleep with the feel of his long, clever fingers stroking through her hair. It felt like heaven.
But, to top her good mood off, she could feel the same feelings from him whenever they were together. She may have been guilty of the first stages of love with the Alpha, but that really didn't mean she was going to put the brakes on her plan to even the score with him, both for his previous actions against her and his actions towards Sera. An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. It just wasn't something she'd let slide.
And so she found herself in the kitchen that morning, pancakes cooking away as she waited for the Alpha to emerge from the bed that they now shared, singing to herself happily with the first song that came to her mind as she flipped the treats in the pan.
"Why do birds sing so gay
And lovers await the break of day
Why do they fall in love
Why does the rain
Fall from up above
Why do fools fall in love
Why do they fall in love
Love is a losing game,
Love can be a shame, I
know of a fool, you see,
For that fool is me!
Tell me why, tell me why?"
With a spring to her step, she danced happily to the song she sang as she flipped the pancakes one last time before placing them onto two plates she had set up earlier, jumping out of her skin and spinning towards the door with a murderous look of embarrassment upon her face, spatula in hand as she pointed it threateningly at him, failing miserably to intimidate the Alpha as she spoke.
"you saw nothing, you heard nothing. Say anything and I'll slap this spatula where it hurts"
Hannibal stood within the doorway of the kitchen, an amused look upon his face as he leaned against the frame and chuckled lowly at her empty threat, choosing to move towards her slowly, wrapping his arms comfortably around her smaller form.
"I saw and heard everything. Now that I have spoken, do you intend to use that utensil as a weapon?"
The expression on his handsome face was a little too smug for Felicia's liking as she lifted the hand holding the item, flicking it slightly and grinning as it slapped gently against his cheek, the look of indignation that grew on his face at the feel of the butter from the pan trickling down his skin only made her grin turn larger.
"I did say I'd slap you where it hurt"
Swiping a finger along his cheek to collect the oily substance, Hannibal flickered his gaze between Felicia and his own hand before wiping it along her own cheek, smiling slightly as her jaw dropped and made a grab for a cloth to clean her face as Hannibal continued to restrain her by the waist.
"I trust you'll be in such high spirits on the night of our dinner party? I'm quite looking forward to it"
Felicia's eye twitched slightly at the mention of the dinner party. She was looking forward to it in her own way, a chance to catch up with Sera and enjoy the sight of a few new faces. Faces she apparently knew well. According to Hannibal, she had been quite close to Jack Crawford and Beverly Katz. The one major thing she wasn't looking forward too was the whole issue of the meat's source, she doubted she'd ever get used to the idea of joining the cannibal bandwagon.
"Will there be coffee?"
"Not for you. I am still awaiting the restoration of my music, remember?"
She groaned, rolling her eyes as she returned to the pancakes and felt her eye twitch once again when she realised they had grown cold during her exchange with the Alpha. Well that had been a total waste of time in the end.
"Then what if I restore it? Would that make a difference?"
"Perhaps"
Not good enough she thought as she pouted at his less than ideal reply. She was about to continue her negotiation, thinking of new ways to convince him, but the sound of his mobile cut her short as he pulled the device from his pocket and sighed in vague irritation before looking at her with an unreadable expression.
"It would appear I am needed to assist dear Will... I would normally not bring you along to such events, but with your recovery still ongoing I cannot take the risk of leaving you alone."
She frowned as he said this, a bad feeling shooting through her before something clicked in her mind. If Will was going to be there, then it was likely that Sera would be there too, especially if Will had made the same decision as Hannibal.
Oh how perfect.
Sera was almost bouncing with glee as she sat in the passenger seat, Will driving them to god knew where as he tried to suppress the smile at her joy and the slight concern at the manic gleam in her eye.
They were about to enter a crime scene, yet he didn't feel any of the usual trepidation that it often brought him. Sera's mood was too infectiously high for him to bring it down. But at the same time, it worried him a little, she was far too happy for someone still suffering from withdrawal symptoms.
"Do you think Hannibal has been alright with her since that last incident? We've not heard anything"
Placing a hand on her knee, Will smiled reassuringly at her small concern. She knew that the pair had been fine after their problems, but that didn't stop her worrying. He guessed it was just what siblings did.
"She's fine, I've told you before that he'd never do anything to hurt her. Hannibal said that he'd be bringing her along as well so you'll see for yourself"
As he spoke, they turned into the abandoned warehouse, an ominous feeling coming over both Will and Sera as the sight of the police, along with a number of forensics came into view and Jack accosted the vehicle as soon as it stopped.
"Will, glad to see you finally made it. It's another ripper murder we think, but it's different, something seems off about it"
Will nodded before turning his attention back to Sera, directing her own attention to another vehicle parked not far away, fighting the smile once more as she gave a small shriek of joy and flew from the car. Felicia was stood beside Hannibal, leaning against the Bentley as the Alpha seemed to be speaking to her.
"Dearest, correct your posture in public"
"But I don't want too. You promised me that Sera would be here and she isn't, that tells me that you're a lying bastard"
Hannibal's eye twitched as he was about to retort, noticing Sera first as she came running towards them, turning the fair haired Omega to face the correct direction and wincing as her overjoyed scream hit his eardrum.
The pair almost knocked each other over as they ran and gripped themselves into a tight hug, not noticing when Will stole Hannibal away to look at the crime scene until they pulled apart.
"I've been worried sick about you. I thought he'd have slaughtered you by now"
Felicia grinned sheepishly at Sera's words, shrugging slightly as the other rolled her eyes. She was just happy to be with her sister again, to catch up and find out whether Sera had realised the truth yet or not.
"You know me. Mouth like a sailor and tough as old boots... Hannibal isn't so bad once you get used to him, he just pulls dick moves and then acts pissy when a shit storm reigns down on him"
"dick move is an understatement. He infiltrated my private life and stole my sugar like the giant ninja ball bag he is"
Felicia scoffed at Sera's words, amused at the others description of the Alpha. But something seemed off about her, she'd been without sugar for over a week and, if Felicia wasn't wrong, the dark haired Omega should have been on the brink of insanity by this point, if not already there. She was acting too normal.
"Sera, don't take this the wrong way, but what the fuck is wrong with you? You're acting strange for someone suffering from withdrawal"
"Withdrawal my ass. Will stopped off at a diner for coffee on the way here, so I pilfered some of the sugar sachets on the way to the bathroom... I really did try to kick the habit, but I just couldn't do it"
Felicia raised her eyebrow as Sera reached into the back pocket of her jeans, pulling out a number of little white sachets, ripping them open and pouring the contents into her mouth before smiling in pure bliss.
"Liar. I swear to god, if I find you hoarding sugary crap again and going ape-shit when someone takes even a piece, I'm calling for an intervention"
"Like hell you'd do that, you're just as bad as I am. Anyway, aren't you even a little bit curious about what's going on in there with those two? I heard Crawford saying it's another ripper murder"
They both turned to look at the warehouse that Will and Hannibal had vanished into, Felicia taking a quick glimpse around to see whether anyone was guarding the door or remotely even monitoring the surroundings.
"You know me too well. With Hannibal throwing a dinner party soon, it really doesn't take a genius to know why this happened. By the way, are you planning anything for the dinner party? A little payback, so to speak"
The pair had begun to sneak towards the door, watching everything around them as they continued to whisper amongst themselves and slip into the building.
"Oh yeah, I've got a few ideas. But you'll just have to wait for the night to find out. Yourself?"
"Of course. Stupid question really"
The two smiled mischievously as they turned the final corner and entered the crime scene fully, their smiles falling into shocked, open jaw expressions at the sight that met them.
Hannibal was stood with his back towards them, Will stood in front as he muttered to himself about the crime that had been committed. It was beyond anything Sera or Felicia could have imagined.
The floor was scattered with bloody red petals, fish wire's fixed at separate points to keep the corpse in place as her hands were stretched out before her, heart quite literally in hand as the gaping wound within her chest proved that it had definitely been her own, now replaced with an assortment of beautiful roses as her sightless eyes, stitched firmly open, stared back at both the Omega's.
For a moment, Felicia felt dazed. This felt familiar, like she'd seen something like this before. Knowing that it was Hannibal's work confirmed that whatever this was meant to be, it was meant for her. But something seemed off, there were added extra's that her mind seemed able to see, the mix of red and white roses that littered her ribcage and the strange burn mark upon the throat beside a small puncture wound that was clearly from a syringe. This was dedicated to a second person as well, and something screamed to her mind that it was Sera.
"Well fuck me sideways and call me Bettie! Now that's what you call a bloody valentine!"
Felicia dropped her head into her palms at Sera's blunt words, mind still spinning with what she had seen. It was clear that Hannibal wasn't sending a valentines to Sera as well as herself, but perhaps he was making a twisted attempt at sending one on behalf of Will.
The two Alpha's seemed to snap out of their own little worlds at the sound of Sera's voice, turning to face them both with mixed expressions on their faces. Whilst Will looked thoroughly mortified at being caught working by his mate, the gleam in Hannibal's eyes looked like Christmas had come early, although he covered it well with a stern frown upon his face.
"And how did you two manage to get past?"
Hannibal's tone was reprimanding as he watched Felicia's expression, her own gaze never leaving the corpse before her. She seemed a little paler than usual as she seemed to take in every aspect of his gift to both she and Sera, but she didn't seem horrified. He couldn't seem to see what she was thinking, her expression seemed frozen. He hadn't really wanted to dedicate the gift to Sera as well, the Omega was not his other half. But Will had requested it, unable to find the perfect time to create his own master piece for his beloved.
Felicia recovered slowly as she turned to look at Sera, only to find that she had begun inspecting the corpse from a closer angle. With a sigh, she turned her attentions completely back to Hannibal.
"no one was really guarding the door and we were bored, so we snuck in to get a glimpse at the scene... Did the ripper have a fall out with his other half or is he trying to get in their pants?"
Hannibal seemed to freeze at Felicia's observation. She'd made no sign that she remembered what he was but it still shocked him to hear her come so close to the truth. It was his attempt at romantic, as romantic as a cannibalistic serial killer could get while preparing for another dinner party, a way to try and wakeup another memory and get closer to how they had been before the coma. He'd not known whether she'd have the chance to see it first hand, but he'd known that she'd have seen the crime scene photo's at least when Will came to 'discuss' them.
"Will, Hannibal! The girls have gone missing. I've got officers loo... Dammit! How did you both get in here?"
The girls turned towards the voice, gruff in sound and more than a little panicked at the start as the large Alpha came hurtling into the room. It didn't take them long to realise who they were looking at. Jack Crawford.
"Pretty easily actually, your officers aren't very attentive to their surroundings"
This time it was Sera who gave an exasperated sigh as Felicia sent a blunt gaze at Crawford. Did she really have to offend the man so soon after meeting him? The Alpha stared at the fair haired Omega for a moment, registering her words and Sera was sure he was about to blow a fuse but, instead, a small smile began to work its way up his face as he spoke with more relief than annoyance.
"Well at least the coma hasn't changed your attitude Felicia, still as blunt as a baseball bat. It's good to see you both up on your feet again but you really shouldn't be in here"
"fine, we've seen enough anyway but how the hell do we know each other?"
For a moment, Jack looked genuinely upset at Felicia's words before Will interjected with a quick 'amnesia' reply, understanding coming to his eye as Sera joined Felicia's side and pushed the other Omega out the door with her as Jack continued to speak as he joined them outside the warehouse.
"We met not long after your relationships with Will and Dr. Lecter started, you'd both come in with them when they were called to a crime. You used to call me 'Uncle Jack' before. We'll talk about it all another time, I guess a crime scene isn't the best place to discuss memories like that"
Sera raised her eye as Jack began to walk away towards his officers, clearly to give them an ear full for letting the two Omega's sneak past them. Felicia had the same look on her face as she turned to her and muttered.
"Uncle Jack? Seriously?"
"I don't know either... Did you see it too Sera? the corpse and what it was meant for"
Sera frowned at Felicia's words, nodding slightly as she replied.
"Yeah... I saw it clear as day"
*Day of the dinner party*
The sensation trickled through her veins as she stared at the woman in the mirror, burning heat shooting through her system as she forced herself to focus on the fastenings of her dress. The feeling was fleeting but frequent, her hands shaking as she finally clasped the last fastening, the irises of her eye blown wide as she met her own gaze in the mirror once more.
Swiping a hand over face and quickly fixing her make-up, she prayed to any god that would listen that she could control her body for this one night before falling victim to her own biology. Why did her heat have to choose tonight of all nights to start it's rampage against her senses.
'You can do this. We were cutting off our Omegan instincts for years. just trust yourself'
The voice in the back of her mind was reassuring as she exited the safety of the room she shared with Hannibal, heading towards the kitchen to see if the Alpha wanted any help with the final preparations. She couldn't let anything spoil her plans for the night, but she was worried she wouldn't be able to control the heat for long enough to exact her revenge.
Her knees nearly crumpled beneath her as Hannibal's scent grew stronger with every step she took closer to the kitchen, her heat screaming out for him as she continued to suppress it as best as she could. With a deep breath, she entered the kitchen, stopping for a moment at the sight that met her eyes.
Hannibal stood at the head of the kitchen, knife in hand as he prepped down what Felicia could only assume was an organ from which ever poor bastard he had murdered for it, barking out orders as hired chefs jumped to obey his every command. She felt a shiver run through her mind as her restraint broke slightly and a trickle of her heats scent leaked out. Every inch of him exhibited strength and control, his sharp features catching the light slightly and making her realise just how attractive he really was. Her breathing became short as her cheeks flushed and her pupils dilated once more, shivers racking across her flesh as her mind began to lose all hope of control.
'So much for restraint but this is what we always needed, someone strong enough to chase away the nightmares'
Hannibal caught the scent as his head snapped up from his task and the knife in his hand came to a halt midair, his eyes meeting with Felicia's as they simply stared at each other. Dammit. He had been looking forward to her heat, to how it would affect them both, but the night of the dinner party was far from ideal. Keeping his voice as level as possible, he dismissed the chefs with confirmation that he could finish the final preparations himself. It was a god send that he had hired only Beta's for the occasion, their weaker senses failing to notice the sudden change in the air.
He waited till they were completely alone before attempting to approach his mate, her eyes following his every move like a hawk as she seemed to struggle with her own mind and body. If he moved too quickly, her Omegan nature would win out and see him as a threat rather than as her mate, either choosing to take flight for safety or fight tooth and nail to eliminate the threat. Something told him she'd choose to fight.
"Felicia, my love, your heat is starting. Try to remain calm, if you have the presence of mind to answer me then I can provide you with a short term escape from the effects of the heat. If not, then we will have to cancel the party and deal with the matter at hand. Which would you prefer"
The primal part of his mind prayed that she would choose to continue her heat, that the party would be cancelled and they could enjoy her heat with the simple excuse of biology for both their behaviour. Felicia simply continued to stare at him for a moment, seeming to gather the words she needed to form a decent enough reply.
"Make... Make it stop... NOW!"
Her voice was ground out as she began to fidget with her hands, doing her best to stop them from reaching out to the Alpha before her. If she touched then she'd lose completely, and that sure as hell wasn't about to happen tonight of all nights. Hannibal vanished from the room for a moment, the sound of rummaging through a bag making the Omega vaguely aware of what he was doing before he returned with a bottle of pills in hand.
"These are suppressants, weak but good enough to last about 8 hours if you take two of them. We cannot hold of your heat for long or else it will damage your body, but this will help make it easier for now"
She nodded vigorously as she took two of the small pills and swallowed them down dry. She just hoped that they would take effect soon, they had just over an hour before the first guest was meant to arrive.
Bored. It was as plain as that. The guests had arrived accordingly on time, Jack and his Omegan mate Bella, Katz, Zeller and price along with a number of others that Felicia really couldn't put a name too. They were all milling around happily, the Alpha's making small talk amongst themselves as their Omegan partners seemed to cling to them for comfort. The sight made Felicia's stomach turn in distaste, she couldn't remember ever being so needy unless effected by her heat.
The thought made her give a small sigh of relief, grateful to the pills Hannibal had given her earlier for stopping her heat in its tracks. It would only be a short term solution, but it was enough to keep her happy. The only thing left worrying her now was the whereabouts of her sister. Sera and Will were both running late and, if the look of vague annoyance in Hannibal's eye's was anything to go by as he stood listening to Alana Bloom talking at him, the cannibal in the room was starting to get restless. A knot of further disgust burst through her stomach at the sight of the Beta woman, her hand touching Hannibal's shoulder and failing to notice the look of distaste he sent her.
'Hands off my mate, you filthy whore!'
Felicia bit her tongue to hold back the snarl as she took the first confident steps towards the two, Hannibal noticing her as a small smile graced his lips and he reached for her hand. She couldn't describe the burning hatred that she felt as she looked towards the Beta, icy glares exchanging before both placing false smiles on their lips. Felicia needed to behave herself tonight, at least until Sera arrived, if she wanted her plan to go off without a hitch.
"I'm not interrupting anything am I?"
"Oh, Felicia, I didn't realise you were here tonight. I was just speaking with Hannibal about how Will is doing under her care"
Hannibal had to hold back the purr of delight as a glacial atmosphere seemed to envelope his beloved, a dangerous gleam entering her eye as Alana seemed to take a step back, her weak Beta senses picking up on the change. Felicia had never liked the woman and it pleased him to see that it had not changed, that she felt jealousy towards another that tried, and failed, to steal his attention.
"Where else would I be Dr. Bloom? I am no longer in the coma, nor do I live away from my mate... I trust that your interest in my sisters mate is merely medical?"
The blush that rose within the beta's cheek caused Felicia to quick an eyebrow slightly. Another reason not to like the woman, clearly not content with trying to sway Hannibal. A familiar scent filled the air and drew the three's attention towards the door as the sight of Sera and Will filled Felicia with relief. Finally. There was just two things that were causing both she and Hannibal to send quick looks towards each other.
Firstly, Will looked incredibly panicked and alert. Sera's scent seemed stronger than usual, projected it seemed as a devilish smile graced the Omega's face as she looked at them square on.
Secondly, Sera was only just beginning the process of removing her coat. Wasn't that something to be done at the front door? Felicia felt her eyes bulge slightly as she watched Sera remove the item, revealing the outfit beneath.
"Oh sweet mother of Jesus"
The dress left nothing to the imagination, destroyed any idea of Sera ever being a shy or subdued creature. The skirt barely covered the curve of her ass, tight and form fitting with a neck line that showed nearly all of the woman's cleavage. Sera wasn't just going for the shock factor, she was going for all out chaos as her scent caused more than a couple of Alpha heads to turn, her outfit making the tension in the room magnify as Will bared his teeth on instinct before covering his head with his hands.
Felicia was by her sisters side in seconds, gawking at the other like she'd grown a second head before recovering and giving Will the all clear to escape to Hannibal's side with a promise that she'd keep the other out of mischief. Yeah right.
"You got balls sister... Hannibal looks like he's about to spit fire already"
"Shame, because he'll be having kittens by the time I'm finished tonight"
Sera was looking directly at Hannibal as she said this, the two glaring at each other as Sera made the 'I'm watching you' signal. Of all the things Felicia had been expecting, from crude behaviour to mild attempts at destruction, a full whammy display of sexuality had not been on the list.
"Fasten your seat belt sugar, this ride is gonna get bumpy"
The atmosphere was tense, the scent of Sera still strong as it danced through the air and had many of the Alpha's at the table snarling beneath their breaths at each other. They had managed to survive through the starter and main course without too much of a hitch, the sense of relief seeming very obvious on Hannibal's face as Felicia let a seemingly innocent smile come across her face. Sera had set the ball rolling, the atmosphere perfect for Felicia to take the next step in their game. Her eyes scanned the table, looking for a perfect target, before landing squarely on Dr. Bloom once more. The Beta was, once again, staring at Hannibal like some prince from a fairy tale. Could a cannibalistic serial killer ever be like a prince?
"Dr. Bloom, I believe I made it perfectly clear earlier on that, whilst you detest the idea of my presence, I am very much here and making the proverbial sex eyes at my mate is a sure fire way to piss me off"
Sera couldn't stop the giggle that passed her lips at her sisters words. Whilst she had chosen a more direct approach with her plan to cause mayhem, Felicia seemed to be going for the mental front. Offend the guests and embarrass the one she disliked the most. The Beta seemed to go beetroot red as she snapped her gaze away from Hannibal and towards the Omega who's smile was deceptively sweet, her eyes hiding the true menace that she was feeling as Alana spoke.
"It truly boggles the mind how someone as low class as yourself could gain the attention of an Alpha like Hannibal. You may scrub up pretty and put on the graces of a duchess, but you can't escape from the fact that you were always just a little street rat that hit it lucky"
Alana seemed to bite down on her own tongue as Felicia's smile became glacial and her eyes turned to ice, cowering from the Omega as danger seemed to wrap around her like a shroud. Hannibal watched the unfolding scene as a building rage began to take over him, both for Alana's words to his mate and also the clear fact that Felicia, who had promised to behave, was clearly baiting the Beta. And succeeding as she stood slowly from her chair, fingers tracing the outline of her dessert plate, Hannibal knowing all too well what she was planning to do with the chocolate delise but unable to move to stop her.
"You wish to play a game of analysis? So be it, you forget that I played the role of Alpha for many years before giving into my true nature and mating to Hannibal, held down a career as a successful psychiatrist before meeting him. Now where should our session begin? You clearly have a deep resentment for both your own biology and that of Omega's, you hate the fact that you are neither Omega or Alpha, caught in a miserable little place that gives you no interest from either gender. You long to be an Omega so that you can be desirable to Alpha's, or an Alpha so that you can be craved by an Omega. You are neither, a third wheel in the sex romp of life. But unlike other Beta's who are able to see past this and live perfectly happy lives with members of their own gender, take Zeller and Katz for example or Price and his own Beta wife, you feel anger towards yourself and everyone else... In short, you are a miserable little creature who can't see past her own short comings. Now, if you don't mind, go suck a dick bitch. Preferably not the one I'm sucking"
Alana's face paled with every word that Felicia uttered, becoming downright ghostly by the end as the plate of dessert collided with her face. No one needed to know that Felicia hadn't gone further than cuddling her mate in the entire time she'd been home from the hospital, didn't need to know that they argued like cat and dog for the first few weeks and were only just starting to getting along. All Alana needed to know was that Hannibal was off the market.
Sera smiled viciously as the Beta seemed to come to her senses, face covered in chocolate, as she gave a scream of indignation and made to lunge across the table for her sister. Not happening, Sera was in front of Felicia before anyone knew she had moved, fist poised before ramming into the beta's face and sending her backwards.
"Not happening sweetheart, that's my sister you're hating on"
Hannibal watched on in well covered horror as the scene played out before him. How had he not known the pair would sabotage the dinner party? How had he been so blinded to the fact that both Omega's were loathed to let a grudge go unpunished. A low warning snarl ripped from his throat, doing nothing to appease the situation as Sera's wolf like grin grew a little larger, both she and Felicia watching as Alana recovered herself.
"Don't try that shit now Hannibal. You had this coming from day one"
He made to grab for the two women, to restrain them and prevent any further damage from being done, but it was as if they could read his movements as they dodged his grip and made to sprint from the dining room, Hannibal's low, enraged tone following them as he barked orders for Will and to the other guests.
"Will, attempt to restrain Sera whilst I pursue Felicia. I apologise, but the dinner party has come to a rather unfortunate and abrupt end. Please be careful on your way home, I trust that you can clean yourself up Alana"
Hannibal was in no mood to sympathise with the Beta as she attempted to snivel up to him, becoming more agitated as he and Will brushed past her in favour of their mates. She had brought it upon herself really, She should have known that Felicia would not take kindly to her trying to woo him, or that Sera would have reacted as such when seeing her sister being riled.
"Don't worry about it Doc, the meal was beautiful as always and the... Entertainment, shall we say, was just what I needed. Someone had to bring Alana down off her high horse anyway"
Katz' words were chuckled as she allowed Zeller to place her own coat over her shoulders, ignoring the bitter glare that was being sent her way by the enraged Beta. Like she cared whether she upset the woman after how blatantly she had been pouring herself over a taken Alpha.
Hannibal did his best to salvage the wreckage of the night, playing the gracious host for as long and as best as he could, knowing that the longer he waited, the more the two Omega's would bring havoc upon his house.
But, there was still one ace that he had up his sleeve. The suppressant that still coursed through Felicia's system, the drug that kept her heat temporarily at bay. He still had that.
"Weapon, weapon. We need a weapon!"
The kitchen looked like a domestic warzone as the two Omega upturned every drawer and cabinet in search of anything to defend themselves, Felicia routing through the pans as Sera weighed up a rolling pin before either of them settled upon something they felt secure with, Felicia a hefty frying pan and Sera a thick, heavy marble rolling pin.
"Right lieutenant Wright, the strategy is simple: We split up, if you distract Will, A.K.A the dog whisperer, and draw his attention away, I will knock him out. With him out of play we can turn the tables to our advantage. Remember, he has that fucked up telepathy shit going on and he can think like we can. So take him out first"
Sera's face scrunched up in distaste as she swung the rolling pin slightly.
"It's not called 'fucked up telepathy shit' Felicia, it's called empathy. And anyway, what are we gonna do about the Russian? Don't you think, after we fucked up his dinner party and his kitchen, that he's the biggest threat at this moment?"
"Same shit, different name. And he's not Russian"
"I know"
"He's Lithuanian, you'll just upset him more"
Sera gave a slight giggle, eyes lighting up with mischief as she gave a single nod.
"I know, what's your point?"
"You really are a twat at times"
"I know"
Felicia dropped her head in her hands in exasperation, trying to smile against the sound of footsteps coming closer. Sera seemed to have heard the sound as well as she made a covert dash for the pantry, hands wrapping around the sugar bag as a menacing gleam reached her eyes, her hand scooping the white substance and pouring it into her mouth.
"Shit just got real Captain Shepherd, wish me luck! Operation fuck up has just begun"
With the sugar still in hand, Sera made a mad dash for the kitchen door as Hannibal came into sight. For a split second, the two Omega's exchanged a glance of agreement before Sera upped her effort. They were already up shit creak without a canoe, so why stop now? The raven brought her hand back behind her, prepared to launch her missile at its target as she drew closer to the enraged Alpha.
"Molotov asshole, Molotov"
The bag hit its target with surprising force as it split against his face, coating the Alpha with Sera's favourite substance as the Omega bolted past him in his state of shock. As he was recovering from the shock, a pair of hands grasped his cheeks as something wet swiped across his lips and a soft voice whispered into his ear.
"You taste sweet. Must be all that sugar coating the bitterness of your defeat"
Felicia took off into a run once more as she joined her sister, both turning to Hannibal as he came to himself, snarling as the pair blew him a kiss and bolted down the corridor.
"Mission one: Put a leash on the dog whisperer. If you go that way and draw Will out, I'll follow you from down here"
Sera nodded once before turning down the corridor, Felicia waiting a moment as she hid around the corner before Sera came running past once more, Will hot on her trail.
"Sera, if you stop this now then we can sort this out and just forget this all happened, with time Hannibal might even forgive you"
Sera scoffed as she continued to run up the stairs and towards where she thought the master bedroom would be, looking back and stopping as she hit a dead end. How had she not sussed out that this corridor of the house lead to a brick wall. She had to hold him off for as long as possible.
"Like that would ever happen. Now stay away, or I'll pummel your ass with this!"
Waving the rolling pin at the Alpha, she did her best to appear threatening as he inched closer, hands up as if in surrender as he tried to talk some sense into his mate. Where the hell was Felicia when she needed her?
"Come on Sera, you know this is only going to make things worse. If you give up now then we can just go home and put all this in the past, Hannibal and Felicia can try and sort things out between themselves as well"
Sera frowned as if she was weighing up his words, her eyes looking past him as a streak of blond flashed and a frying pan came into sight.
"I think it's too late for that and you've clearly forgotten the other issue at hand here. There's two of us"
With a hefty clunk, Will's body hit the ground like a sack of bricks, Felicia's foot planted firmly on his back as she hoisted the pan into the air in victory, Sera checking the man's pulse to make sure he was completely unconscious before muttering under her breath.
"Dog whisperer down, I repeat, dog whisperer down. Next mission: Wendigo down. Target: The Russian... Prepare your weapon and pull on your big girl panties, things are about to get rough"
A bestial shout echoed from the corridor below as Sera and Felicia turned their gazes to the bottom of the staircase, Hannibal glaring up at them as he bared his teeth towards them and snarled.
"Felicia, Sera. You will come down this second!"
With a quirked eyebrow, Felicia bowed and signalled for her sister, an unspoken message being shared between the two.
"After you lieutenant Wright. I'd hate to keep the good doctor waiting"
Sera saluted, clunking the corner of the rolling pin against her own skull as she positioned herself upon the banister, prepared for her descent.
"Aye aye Captain Shepherd!"
She pushed herself downwards on the banister, gliding elegantly across the surface as she positioned the rolling pin like a baseball bat and drew closer to the seething cannibal, a large grin upon her face as she swung the rolling pin towards him.
"Zdravstvuj!"
The weapon hit its target, Hannibal grunting at the force that met his abdomen, doubling over as Sera jumped from the banister and made to run past him. From his position, Hannibal's arms shot out towards the raven, clutching at her waist as he lunged forward and knocked Sera to the floor. The pair landed with Hannibal on top of the scantily clad Omega, his hair completely dishevelled and out of place, his shirt crumpled and slightly un-tucked from the evenings events. Sera smiled from her position, goading as she swiped a finger across his cheek, collecting the remnants of the sugar that she had thrown at him.
"Why Hannibal, we hardly know each other. What would Will and Felicia think?"
The Alpha snarled once more, guttural and warning as the Omega placed the sugar coated finger into her mouth, savouring the sweet flavour as she groaned in appreciation, eyes looking behind him as a shadow began to loom over them.
"To Russia with love bitch, get the hell of my sister!"
For the second time that night a hefty clunk rang through the house and Hannibal's once imposing figure crumpled to the floor as Sera pulled herself out from beneath the unconscious Alpha, an intrigued look upon her face as she spoke.
"Funny, he looks quite angelic when he's asleep... Who should we move first? We've got Will upstairs and Hannibal down here"
"Good question. But I think we need to secure the most dangerous first. If you go find something to tie him with, we'll restrain him first and then move Will last"
"Aya aye Captain!"
"Do you think we over did it?"
Sera sat with her head against her arm, clutching her wine glass as she watched the unconscious Alpha across the table. His arms had been tied behind the chair he was positioned in, his ankles tied to the legs as well by a number of scarves. It wasn't her best work, but Sera was quite proud of it in the time limit she'd had.
"Not really, they had it coming. I believe that the conquest went rather well in all fairness"
Felicia was sat opposite, swirling her wine glass as the pair monitored the two unconscious Alpha's, a groan emanating from Hannibal as his head rolled slightly before lifting, a dazed glare aimed at the two Omega's as he attempted to move, realising that he was tied to the chair.
For a moment, the three simply stared at each other, Hannibal assessing all the damage that the night had brought and the shambled state of his dining room. In his mind the night had been an utter disaster. For the girls, a complete success.
"I believe I was mistaken for trusting either of you to behave this evening"
Sera cackled at his words, raising the wine glass in salute before taking a large gulp, ecstatic at the gleam of pure annoyance that lay within the Alpha's eyes. It wasn't even a polite measure of wine, but a full glass of one of his own collection, his best at that.
"never underestimate the wrath of two pissed off Omega's"
Will groaned from his position on the floor, alerting the attention of the other three as they turned towards the Alpha as he clutched his head and looked around in mixed horror and confusion. With her head rested against her palm, Felicia chose to be the one to break the ice.
"Welcome back to the land of the living curly top, how's your head after the knock?"
"What the hell happened here?"
Sera and Felicia sent a brief glance towards each other, not once losing the smug smiles from their faces. It was a good question really, what could possibly have taken place that would have left Lecter's dining room in utter disorder and give the guests of his latest dinner party enough gossip to last a lifetime. But as Sera had stated: Never underestimate the wrath of two pissed off Omega's.
"Oh where do we start?"
As Felicia was about to explain what had happened to the confused man, Sera's hand flew out and covered her mouth as she interjected in the explanation.
"Just before we explain anything. I think I should mention that I've decided your boyfriend is pretty hot when pissed off, I can totally see why you like him. I'd tap that ass if I were you"
Hannibal gnashed his teeth in a clear display of anger as Sera blew a second kiss his way, her eyes not seeing the sudden change in Felicia's face as she waited for the other Omega to laugh along.
"Bitch... stay away from my Alpha"
The atmosphere turned glacial as Sera sent a surprised look towards the fair haired woman, noticing the way her shoulders hunched as if in pain and her skin began to flush, heat almost radiating from her as she bared her own teeth. Hannibal felt panic for the first time as he gave a tug at his bindings, watching as the pills in Felicia's system finally failed and the heat began to take her mind completely. This was not a safe place for either Sera or Will to be now.
"Sera, you need to untie me and leave with Will now!"
"Why the hell would I do that asshole?"
Hannibal growled in exasperation as Will lifted himself with a groan of discomfort and pulled him own mate away from her sister, wincing at the scent that was emanating from her as he spoke.
"Sera, Felicia is going into heat. If she thinks you're advancing on her mate then, no matter how much she loves you as her sister, she'll kill you for being a threat. Usually Omega's become perfectly submissive during heat, but that's never been the case for either you or her. You need to untie Hannibal and both of us get the hell out of here until they sort themselves out"
Sera's eyes widened as she listened, looking between the animal that her sister had become and the animal that Hannibal was becoming as the scent of his mates heat began to warp into his own mind. She moved quickly, Will helping to tug at the scarves that held the Alpha down as Felicia gave a growl of anger, her heat warped mind mistaking their actions as she began to move towards them at speed.
"Felicia!"
As the final scarf fell away, Hannibal lunged his body forward and knocked his mate to the floor, watching as both Will and Sera escaped towards the door, Will running as he dragged the all but skipping Omega behind him, Sera's voice echoing as she ran.
"Thanks for the party, we had an awesome night! Feel better soon sis, see you later bitches"
The door slammed as Felicia and Hannibal put distance between their bodies and glared each other down, Hannibal's smile all teeth as his mind gave into the heat of his Omega. He was going to enjoy every moment of this.
"Now where were we, my love"
