The Alpha's Omega
I groaned as I couldn't care less either.
While I struggled to get back on my feet, the Omega clumsily hauled the man up onto a chair, then managed to tie his hands to his back and tie his chest to the chair, securing him tightly.
"Well... what do we do with him?" She asked, placing her hands on her hips as if it was some tough decision to make.
I didn't hesitate and gave her my answer. "Simple, we kill him." I grabbed his gun, cocked it and pointed the barrel at his head, but the Omega quickly pushed it aside.