26.

And by the Vitale woke up, the sun was up, his head was pounding and his mouth dry. He groaned and reached for his phone, checking the time. It was almost time for the execution.

"Fuck " He cursed and got out of bed, feeling dizzy and nauseous. He had drunk too much last night, trying to forget the mess he was in. He had a traitor in his ranks, someone who had betrayed him to his enemies and kidnapped the omegas. He had no idea who it was or why they did it, but he was determined to find out and make them pay.

He stumbled to the bathroom and splashed some water on his face, then took some painkillers from the cabinet. He looked at himself in the mirror and grimaced. He looked like hell. His eyes were bloodshot, his hair was messy, and his stubble was growing. He needed a shower, but he didn't have time for that. He had to see Natalia.

Hastily throwing on some clothes, he headed to the basement where she was locked up in a cell.

He opened the door with his fingerprint and walked dow