"NOOO!" He screamed, tearing his throat, he screamed feeling like a part inside him was gone". Tell me it's not true... tell me Louis isn't dead.

Hours before the end.

I always knew that my life would end in two ways, filling my father's chair, or my lifeless body resting in the field of white roses, but I decided to focus on other things, I avoided anticipating that moment that would inevitably come, because I didn't I wanted to get used to the idea that Liam, my Liam, would see me that way.

The plan was made, rule until the last rose withered, until the last petal fell and Icarus Rose spilled the last drop of her blood, just as our father wanted. But things don't always go as planned, every time the butterflies flutter, every time we prick ourselves with the thorns of the white roses in the garden when we were little, every time my puppies smile, the plan changes, I change.

I don't know what will happen from now on, I don't know if I'm being too paranoid writing this farewell letter, but I want you to know something very important, the secrets we keep, the life we lead... I would never wish it on anyone, much less to you... much less to our children, but I am sure that they are the future of our empire, Blair, Blake, River and Avery Malik, the four heirs of Icarus Rose, and if they decide to have more puppies, they will also be part of it, of the legacy, part of our legacy.

I wish you luck in the future, brothers, you are the best thing that could have happened to me.

And to Liam, my alpha, I assure you that a life without me can't be that bad if you keep your head up.

With love, Zayn.

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The blood was being cleaned up by some people who were part of Michael Mendes' staff, carpets were being removed and new ones were being put in different places, windows were being replaced as well as parts of the walls being repainted. The bosses were sitting around the huge table in the conference room discussing their options on what to do to get rid of Charles and Edmund. Liam had called the academy so that the few guards who were in training would be in charge of protecting the perimeter of the house, but not before having interrogated and threatened them in case of any sign of treason; Niall had been immediately taken to the special nursing area that was located in one of the sub-basements of the house, where the family doctor was in charge of treating his wounds and administering his medications while waiting for a speedy recovery. The young alpha had insisted that he too wanted to be part of the operation, but they had all agreed that he needed to stay and rest.

"So, reviewing the plan, once in Doncaster we are going to surround the perimeter of the house with guards. Zayn and Liam's group will be in charge of clearing the first floor, the second group will go directly to the second floor and the third to the second floor from the back." Harry recited aloud, everyone nodded. "I'll take care of my father himself, this is a personal matter."

"What? You're not going to Doncaster." Louis snapped at his omega.

"Louis, I am not asking you for permission. I'm telling you that I'm going to take care of my father personally. I am informing you about my decision over this matter, you are not my boss, nor my owner, so you can't tell me what to do." Louis grunted and got up from his seat, walking towards Harry.

"But I'm your alpha," he said angrily, Harry rolling his eyes.

"Sit back down and shut up if you're going to have this kind of outburst, you idiotic alpha, we don't have time for this." He answered as calmly as he could, Louis reluctantly sat down. Men surrounded the perimeter of the property, on the roof of the house, hidden among the bushes and trees, ready to shoot in case of any mishap.

"We are not going to speak civilly,." Zayn sentenced, leaning back in the chair on the edge, with both hands together in front of his face. "If someone approaches you, I do not want you to have mercy on shooting, even if it is a sweet old woman asking for help to cross the street. They have crossed a line that they will never even think of crossing again, and now we are going to show who the real rulers of the underworld are."

The guards all nodded in Malik's direction, getting up at the same time once Zayn gave them permission to do so.

"Now go get ready, we'll leave the house at dawn." He ordered, and everyone who wasn't part of the three crowns left the room in silence.

"I'm going to send the message right now," Liam said, breaking the silence that had formed in the room.

"And I also need you to pick five security alphas to stay here with Niall, Shawn and the others, please." Zayn said, but Michael cleared his throat.

"They will need reinforcements, my men will stay here guarding the house." Mendes announced with a serious face, Malik nodded.

"Thank you Mr. Mendes, we appreciate your support in this situation." Michael nodded and left the room immediately.

"We're leaving too, I'm going to attend to my alpha's wounds and I think we need to talk very seriously about what happened a few minutes ago." Harry stated looking seriously at Louis and getting up from his seat, Louis rushed to join him.

"See you at dinner, excuse me." Louis said and the Tomlinsons left the meeting room, their faces serious but with the alpha's hand gently supporting the omega's lower back.

And only then did Liam and Zayn finally get a moment alone. Silence began to fill the place again, allowing them to take a few minutes to breathe and think about actually carrying out that plan, time to consider that they were now parents and that they couldn't just risk their lives for revenge, but on the other hand, time also gave them the opportunity to think about the damage that these people had caused to their family, Zayn thought about the silent nights in which Louis sobbed in his bed while they were in boarding school, or all those times in which the alpha left Christmas dinner early to go for a walk in the woods with the excuse that he wanted to get some air, although everyone knew that he was going out to torture himself with the memories of that rejection by his father, reliving that night over and over again every year. He was also thinking about Harry, thinking about all the bravery and strength it took for him to go to work with them in the first place and abandon his mother and sister, thinking about how maybe he hadn't considered the omega's emotions when he went looking for him, thinking that he had been blinded to the intention he had to finish what his father had started that he hadn't thought about why perhaps Harry had decided to work with them as his last resort, and then he thought about his father and how everything he did affected him. At the end of the day they were all kids when tragedy struck their lives, little alphas and omegas who just wanted to live normal lives but ended up being part of a huge and powerful mafia.

The alpha began to write some things in his notebook just to have the plan in a visual way while the omega took a few seconds to breathe and clear his thoughts, leaning back in the chair in a more relaxed way, stretching his muscles one by one. Zayn was still sore from all the hits he had received during the kidnapping, but he had tried to hide his suffering to see himself as the leader he is, however the pain and fatigue were noticeable, and when he stretched his back and sighed in pain.

"Are you okay, love?" The alpha asked with concern. Zayn nodded and leaned his head back in the chair keeping his eyes closed.

"I'm just a little tired, but I'm fine." Liam closed the notebook and set his pen aside.

He stood up and approached his omega slowly, and once he was behind him, he began to gently massage his shoulders, making sure not to hurt him, he would hate to hear him complain of pain from his caresses. The omega smirked and tried to relax.

"I can't believe this happened again," Zayn said and Liam frowned. "I can't believe we let something like this happen again Liam, we blinded ourselves with our own pride and look where we are."

"Zayn, don't be so hard on yourself, these are things that happen and..."

"Not three times, Liam." Zayn interrupted him. "Kidnappings, murders, robberies, all that happens, I know, and I understand, it's part of our job, our life, but not three times. First my parents... your parents, then Harry, and now it wasn't just us, but all the people who worked here." Tears began to fill their eyes and Liam's look was full of understanding, "there were parents, alphas with omegas in their homes, and they were killed for us, and all because..." He laughed ungraciously, "all because we flew very high... because we became Icarus, we went too close to the sun."

They were both silent for a few seconds, Liam continued to massage Zayn's shoulders while he cried silently, thinking of all the things he should do to support the families that had lost their alphas, of all the children he should take charge because their parents had died for them, they had given their lives for the rose and he would be in charge of becoming the thorns, he would be in charge of protecting each and every one of the more affected families, and he would do so until the day of his death .

Liam stopped for a few seconds when a memory came to his thoughts, Zayn looked at him, he was smiling.

"Do you remember the first time your father told me the story of Icarus?" Zayn laughed as he wiped the tears from his cheeks, his alpha always finding the best way to stop him crying.

"Liam, please, let's not talk about that night." Liam laughed this time.

"Why not? I perfectly remember that your father wanted to scare me with the story so that I would not get too close to you, 'Icarus flew too high and his wings melted', "he said quoting Kasper, "he did not want me to get close to you or I was going to melt my wings." He narrowed his eyes for a few seconds while he thought more deeply about what he had just said. "I think we both know that he wasn't going to melt my wings, he was going to melt something else."

"I'm sure that's not the message he wanted to give you love." Zayn said as he laughed out loud.

"Well it's the one I got, but regardless, I think your father would have let us be together after a while, he would have chased us closely, but at the end of the day he would have let us be together." He said and Zayn nodded.

"If my father hadn't died, you and I probably wouldn't have been bonded since we were fifteen." Liam laughed.

"Probably...but bonding with you was the best decision I've ever made." And as soon as his words left his lips, Zayn's eyes filled with tears.

The alpha smiled sideways and took his omega's face in his hands, the tips of his fingers caressing his neck and then leaning down and uniting their lips in a beautiful kiss full of love. That had been one of the most genuine kisses they had had in a long time, one of those kisses that they gave when they were teenagers and wanted to show their love in some way.

"The world may be falling apart, and one of us will most likely end up lifeless after this, but I can say that I'm genuinely happy here by your side...with all of you, really." Liam returned to the kiss, and some steps began to approach them, both smiled with love.

"Daddy!" Blair yelled as she entered the room, and behind her came Blake with a lollipop in her hand, "Daddy!"

Zayn put the little girl in his lap and Liam helped Blake to sit on the table across from them. The tears had not stopped falling down the omega's cheeks, and little Blair wiped them away with her little hands, with a confused grimace.

"Don't worry love, I'm fine, they are tears of happiness, look," said that, smiling widely. Blake looked at Liam and he nodded. Although both twins were young, they were intelligent, Blake looking to Liam to make sure things were okay, while Blair worried about finding out for herself if everything was in order or not.

They would both grow up to be the best leaders Icarus Rose has ever had, and they had no doubts about it. Zayn and Liam took their children and went to rest, because at dawn they had a mission and they needed to be as rested as possible for the moment.

Every corner of the house could breathe the calm before the storm, and as Louis and Harry slept with their little baby between them, as did Zayn and Liam with their twins, Niall kept going over the events since Harry's kidnapping in his head.

His life had been losing meaning lately, but Shawn was his little ray of hope among all the misery, he had his brothers, then Harry came along, but once he bonded with Louis, he'd felt pretty lonely again, until his omega. He came and made his life happy again. Then the kidnapping, finding out that everything he believed to be his origins was a vile lie, that had brought him down, but now he had a small family of his own to fight for and stay strong.

And he would do his best to achieve it.

Dawn came sooner rather than later, they were about to go face their enemies, but Louis knew he had to do something just in case he didn't survive, he didn't need that weight in his conscience even after death.

He walked through the cold corridors of the house with that pile of letters and photos that he had found by mistake, with his gaze fixed on the door of Niall's room; he knew that Shawn would be arriving at the cabin house in at least an hour. He didn't even knock on the door, he just opened it and found his little brother lying on his bed, bandages covering most of his body and his face still swollen from the blows received, but he was relieved to see that there was no trace of blood on him anymore, his face and clothes were clean.

"How can I help you?" The Irishman asked dryly, Louis's heart clenched.

"I came to give you this," he replied, leaving the letters and photos on his brother's bed, pushing them slightly towards him. "They are not mine, it is something that I really had no right to find, much less open. They are yours, Ni. And I'm sorry, I'm really sorry Niall."

The minor did not answer anything, he only looked in the direction of that small pile of dusty envelopes on his bed and the area of the mattress that sagged due to the weight of the eldest with nostalgia, some tears accumulated in his eyes, but he held them back as best he could.

"I know that the terrible things I said to you I will never be able to change, but I hope that I can help you through this, I will always be here for you, whatever it is."

"Anything else?"

"Just that," Louis murmured, moving closer to Niall. "I love you, little brother. Even if you stop loving me after this."

He kissed his forehead and gave him one last look full of sadness and love at the same time before walking out the door, leaving him alone for a moment. The letters felt like red-hot knives next to him, burning where they touched his skin, the weight of his past and what would be his present on a few old pages.

His soul felt heavy, he was tired of even breathing, of being the jester of that family, of the fact that everyone seems to talk about him behind his back, that they feel they know everything about him for the simple fact of having hidden an important part of their life from him, his origins. He felt betrayed, he felt that he had been made fun of, and all those thoughts that maybe everyone around him hated him didn't leave his mind.

And maybe they never would.

"Mr. Horan, the other bosses have already withdrawn. His omega along with Mr. and Mrs. Mendes will arrive in a moment, according to what they have informed me," said the alpha who was guarding the door of his room. Niall nodded.

"Thank you, Marie. Please don't bother me unless my omega has arrived home," he requested kindly and the guard nodded.

"Of course, Mr. Horan. At your service." He closed the door and silence filled the room again.

Oh, that damned silence that gave him the courage to think.

Think. Think. Think. He wanted to stop thinking, to be able to make his mind go blank forever.

And there, with his loud yet silent thoughts, he decided.

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The tires of the cars hit the pavement as they went and the sound of falling rain filled their ears as Icarus Rose prepared for the big moment. The wind was blowing hard that day, as if the universe was preparing to change the course of things, to finally end those years of torture.

They had all divided into several cars, Zayn and Liam were escorted by a guard in the first, and behind it was Louis and Harry's car, who were also being escorted by a guard. In this second car, the silence was almost overwhelming, the omega remembered each of the words that his father had told him before leaving, he remembered each of the decisions that he had made from the moment in which Edmund Styles had abandoned them. He remembered how for much of his life he thought that alphas were despicable beings who didn't deserve an omega to be with them. And on the other side was the blue-eyed alpha, who couldn't stop thinking about the fear that his father kept inflicting on him, that terror that the child inside him couldn't forget. He thought about that night when he stopped celebrating his birthday, that night when that little boy stopped having a home and a family. He remembered like burning flames the words of his father, "no son of mine is going to like a male omega" "this is a total aberration, you are complete aberration", Charles Tomlinson had said all those things to him, a child.

And the tears began to fall down his cheeks and small sobs escaped his lips, but he kept his gaze on the window, seeing how the water slipped down the glass, thinking that that night he would lose his life in front of the man had given it to him, and there was no greater humiliation for him than that.

"Lou," the omega said in a low voice, his scent began to fill the car, the sweet cinnamon and fruits mixed with the alpha's melancholy, "what is it, love?"

The older man looked at Harry, his eyes crystallised with that gesture that screamed for help, and as soon as Harry's omega felt it, he wrapped him in his arms, hiding his face in his neck so that he could feel his presence.

"I don't think I'm ready to deal with this, Hazz," he sobbed, "I know I'm not."

"Alpha, please don't say that. You can face it, we can do it together..."

"No Harry, I know I ruined everything, first I let them kidnap you, then I lied to Niall... to my brother and I..." The crying stopped his from continuing. Louis was holding on to Harry like he never had before. The bond had given way and Harry could feel the suffering of his alpha as if it were his own, he could feel Louis falling apart and he didn't know how to help him. He couldn't take away the suffering and make it his so he wouldn't see the alpha cry anymore and that hurt him.

"None of this is your fault Louis, since I met you you have shown me that you are a capable alpha, an alpha that more than an alpha is a person who is not afraid to show his emotions." He took his face with his hands and looked him in the eye, "we're in this together, and I need you to stop blaming yourself for my kidnapping, because you had nothing to do with it, and Niall's letters... you didn't feel like it was your place to tell him, and that's okay. What matters right now is that Niall already knows, and you already apologised to him, now he has to heal on his own and he must take care of his past, and you must take care of yours... ours."

They both joined in a strong hug, their hearts beating at the same time, alpha and omega being one, Louis and Harry showing each other how much they loved each other without using words.

"The storm is coming to an end, love, just breathe and keep your head up, show everyone who that alpha I fell in love with is," he whispered in his ear and kissed his cheek.

And the car stopped.

"We are here, Mr. Tomlinson."

Louis moved away from Harry a little, gently taking his face in his hands and appreciating each one of his husband's features, his omega. From his eyes bright with tears to his trembling lips, he placed a soft kiss on them and pressed against his forehead.

"Omega, please stay here," he whispered, closing his eyelids tightly. He felt Harry shake his head.

"No, alpha. I can't."

"Please, omega," he kissed his lips repeatedly, tasting his and Harry's tears combined on them. "Please, Harry, omega. I won't be able to live if something happens to you."

"No matter what happens in there, alpha, I love you, and you are the love of my life. In this and all of our lives," he murmured to him and now it was Louis' turn to shake his head.

"Don't say goodbye, omega, don't say that." Louis mumbled and their tears flowed more fluently. "Stay here, that's all I ask of you."

"I can't, alpha," the omega sobbed. 'Just as you must face your past, I must face mine."

They stared into each other's eyes, Louis still holding Harry's face firmly in his hands, running his thumb over his bottom lip, wiping away his tears with the other. The bond saying everything they couldn't put into words. Finally, Louis nodded.

"If you die, I'll die with you, omega." Louis whispered against his lips, Harry sobbed.

"And I with you, alpha."

They joined their lips for the last time in a kiss full of the love they had for each other, there was no lust or other intentions there. They were only expressing everything they felt, sadness, helplessness and love.

"Come on," Louis said, pulling away from his omega and opening the door.

Welcome to the final show

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Charles and Edmund had arrived at a house completely empty and with things totally messed up. There were blood stains on the floor and glass scattered all over the place, glass from the photographs that had once been hanging on the walls, the armchairs out of place and only a trace of what once was a home remained.

The house was completely destroyed and empty, but why did Charles feel that emptiness in his chest?

"They escaped," Edmund growled under his breath, Charles swallowed the lump in his throat and rolled his eyes.

"Really, Edmund?" He asked wryly and kicked the hall table, knocking over the vase he had on top of it.

"You insisted on taking all your people with us, Tomlinson, don't act like this was all my fault!"

Charles sat in the only chair without glasses, taking his head in his hands and taking a deep breath to relax, still feeling that emptiness in his stomach.

Omega.

What was that voice inside of him that repeated that word to him? Why did he suddenly feel her so heavy on his mind and chest?

"Sure, for my wife to see five armed alphas in the house and not ask questions, YOU THINK ELIZABETH IS DUMB?!" He snapped, running his hands over his head in despair.

"They're going to kill us, Charles..." Edmund began to mutter, pacing back and forth. "They're going to kill us and then..."

"No!" Tomlinson yelled and kicked the table again, "Not if we kill them first."

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The four chiefs remained standing in front of the house, which from the outside seemed to be completely empty, since there was no noise or light coming from it. Icarus Rose's guards were hidden among the bushes and on the roofs of neighbouring houses, waiting for the slightest movement to shoot.

"I'm going to check the perimeter, don't enter the house before..." A shot interrupted Liam's speech, causing the guards to start attacking three alphas who came out of the house and started shooting in any direction.

Zayn, Liam, Louis and Harry dropped to the ground before a bullet hit them, drawing their weapons as well to attack if necessary. Louis and Liam instinctively protected their omegas, but they reassured their alphas that they were fine and that it wasn't them they should be worrying about at the moment.

The firing continued until a couple of minutes later, with five dead enemy alphas on the ground and a deafening silence over them all.

"I don't think anyone out there has survived now," Louis murmured and Liam nodded.

"Surely they have more reinforcements inside, we're going to go in and split up, okay? We're going to shoot and then ask, remember no one in there is going to reconsider killing you." Liam spoke loud and clear.

They all got up off the ground and started walking towards the house, first Zayn and Liam, followed by Louis and lastly Harry, but the curly one walked a little slower as he took in everything around him, remembering his training as a bodyguard.

Once the three heads were inside the house, a voice interrupted Harry's path, preventing him from entering the house completely , instead he looked to the left side of him, visualising Edmund walking towards him.

"Wow, I thought you'd be visiting us sooner," Edmund said with a crooked smile on his face. "All your faithful servants can stop targeting me, I just want to talk to you son."

"I have nothing to talk to you about, Edmund," Harry spat out hatefully. "And I'm not your son, I stopped being your son many, many years ago."

"You are just as innocent as when you were a child," the alpha answered instead, getting a little closer to the omega, "because even if you wanted to, son, you carry in your veins the same blood that runs through mine, I created you together with your mother, you are my son whether you like it or not."

They walked in circles for a few seconds that felt like forever, submitting to an endless staring war, both seeing themselves reflected in the other, like father, like son. They waited for the slightest threatening movement from the other to attack. And it is that Edmund saw himself when he was young in Harry, so alive and full of hope, wanting to conquer the whole world, with a heart so pure about to rot in the clutches of a mafia.

"You can laugh, cry, or even hide behind that ruthless alpha of yours, but you can't change the facts."

"You're right, Edmund," the omega conceded, Edmund smiled, "I carry your blood, and that's something I'll never be able to change. But you're not my father, and I think we can both go hide behind a ruthless alpha named Tomlinson, don't you think?" Edmund rolled his eyes.

Harry stopped, looking at the sky and then at the alpha he had believed for so many years to be his father, feeling nothing but disgust towards him, disgust towards the mistakes that had led him to be who he was at that moment. Disgusted for thinking that because of him, now his hands were dirty with so much blood of innocents who had crossed his path up to that moment; he hated it, because maybe if he had stayed, Harry wouldn't be the murderer he now is. If Edmund had stayed, he wouldn't have ended up as broken as he was, he'd be fine, with a whole heart, uncracked by society's cruelty.

"You are not my father because you were never there for me, when I found my destiny, when the bad kids at school chased me for having such a strong scent, when I lost my first tooth or when I received my first recognition for my grades. Except the first time an alpha broke me into so many pieces I thought I could never put the pieces of my soul back together. It was so easy for you to abandon Mom, Stella, me, just because of your stupid alpha pride."

"I did it to protect you," the older man growled, Harry laughed as tears slipped down his cheeks, feeling everything he held back for so long coming out in front of the man who provoked it. The first alpha that broke his heart.

"You were protecting yourself, your honour, not me, not us." Edmund shook his head and Harry got even angrier. "They kept stalking me even when you weren't there! And who was going to take care of me when they decided to take me for sale?! YOU?!"

"That's a lie! Calder promised they'd leave you alone!"

"Calder lied to you, Edmund!"

The alpha's eyes suddenly softened, his head began to reflect on what had happened in all his years of absence and realising that, far from protecting Harry as he wanted, he ended up hurting him more. There he began to understand what his actions had caused. But he could fix it, right?"

He moved closer to Harry, but he turned away from him with tears in his eyes and the worst sneer he ever had of him, hurting Edmund a little more.

"But I can fix it, Harry. We'll be all four together again, I'll be there for you, for you and your sister, I'm going to give your mother that mark she always wanted, I'm going to..."

"You are not going to give us or replace anything at all!" The omega hissed with a voice bathed in venom and anger. "You could have done things right from the beginning, but you decided your own destiny. This destiny."

Harry's hand clung tightly to his weapon, that gun that Louis had given him so he could protect himself whenever he wasn't there to look after him, he clung to what was true and not to the stories the alphas had told him all along his life. He wiped away his tears and laughed.

"Do you have any idea what Sebastian did to me?" He asked, changing the subject. In his voice there was no fear when mentioning that name, because he knew that his alpha had made him suffer as if he were the devil himself. Edmund looked at him confused and Harry grinned. "You worked with him, right?"

"What does Sebastian have to do with any of this?" He asked, dropping his guard for a moment and Harry inched closer, intimidating and oozing power.

"Sebastian made me believe that he was the love of my life, he emotionally manipulated me to the point where a part of me wished my father would rescue me... a part of me cried so much to feel that love that only a father would give to his son, because you know what? You broke my heart when you ran away, and that gave him the chance to break my soul when I went looking for the love you denied me for so many years." He looked up at Edmund. and smirked. "I was pregnant with his... he was the product of abuse, but you know what was the best part, Edmund?" The alpha's eyes filled with tears. "Come on coward! Ask me what was the best part!" He yelled into his face and Edmund jumped, feeling small for the first time in his life.

"What was the best part?" He questioned with a shaky voice and Harry smiled again. His pupils were fully dilated, cold sweat trickled down his skin, but he had never felt more alive than at that moment.

"The best fucking part was that he made me believe it was my fault," Edmund's heart stopped for a few seconds, he couldn't believe that he had worked with that alpha, he couldn't believe that he himself had considered Sebastian a good alpha for his son. "But don't worry, my alpha took it upon himself to cut every inch of his skin and make him suffer for everything he did to me." The omega caressed the alpha's face with his gun and pointed it between his eyebrows. "Do you want to know everything else?"

The alpha's eyes closed as the cold metal of the weapon touched his forehead. He could feel the rage of his son in the environment, and there he realised that the omega that was standing in front of him was not the same child that he had left behind years ago.

"Even after all that...everything I went through, everything you told me, and all the things that happened because of you after you left us, you still believe that you're the fucking victim here." Harry lowered his gun and took several steps back. "You still think that with a simple 'I'm sorry' you are going to solve everything, that by saying that the four of us are going to be together again and we are going to live a happy ending, things are going to be solved by magic. But the truth is here, and it is that you are a cowardly son of a bitch who does not even have the courage to admit that in this story you were only an extra and you were never or will be the protagonist, because garbage like you only has two possible endings, the first," he smiled, "your own son murders you to end everything cleanly and quickly," he pointed his gun at Edmund again, "and the second, you give up and disappear from our lives forever, you rot in the sewers like the cockroach that you are and you live knowing that if you had made the right decision you would be living happily with your family..."

But Harry wasn't like that, he looked down as he dropped his gun to the ground and looked back at Edmund in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Harry." The alpha whispered, then he wiped the trail of tears that fell down his cheeks and smiled at his son who just looked into his eyes, remembering the days when he was his little puppy, jumping around him and telling him that he loved him instead of all those hurtful truths, wanting to keep that image and not what he had created when he left with Calder.

And then he reached his hand to the back of his pants, drawing his own weapon slowly. Harry picked up his gun from the ground again and Edmund held out his palms trying to show that he wouldn't do anything to him.

"Don't worry son, I'll get out of your way."

And said those words, the alpha brought the weapon to his mouth along with all those lies that he had told himself, with all those stories that he had imagined to hide the horrifying truth of his thoughts, he brought that weapon to his mouth because he knew that that plan that he had thought all his life had failed, that plan in which he became the hero at the end of the story and everyone loved him, that plan in which he got so much power and wealth that his omega would run into his arms still waiting for that mark on his neck, that plan in which his children would still love him after all, the moment in which his family would be perfect again and he would be the beloved father of the family would never come, and he realised. It was too late, so what was the point of continuing to interfere in their lives?" Harry ran to stop him but Edmund pulled the trigger, soaking Harry's white shirt with his blood.

Edmund was dead and Harry was holding his kneeling corpse to the ground.

Suddenly silence took over the moment, the omega was in shock. He felt his father's blood slipping through his hands but the feeling of guilt filled his chest, why after all the damage that Edmund had caused, not only to him, but also to his family had he run to catch him? Why did he feel guilty for his death? Tears slipped down his cheeks as he realised that Edmund didn't want to hurt them, that was never his plan, he watched life leave his body as he thought that if Edmund hadn't been so futuristic and arrogant everyone would have lived a happy and free life of so much suffering. But it was already too late because the rain began to fall again, cleaning from the ground the memory of what once was Harry Styles. The torture was over and it was time for Harry Tomlinson, the husband of one of the Icarus Rose crowns, and the father of River Tomlinson to stand up and carry out the empire that was waiting for him and his family.

And then it happened. The loud sound of a gunshot echoed everywhere, and crows began to circle the place.

Louis. He thought, because Louis's gun was the only one that didn't have a silencer.

"NOOO! "He screamed, tearing his throat, he screamed feeling like a part inside him was gone, dropping Edmund's corpse and rushing to run inside the house. "Tell me that's not true... tell me that Louis is not dead."