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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage, Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con
  Category:
      M/M, F/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural
  Relationship:
      Castiel/Dean_Winchester, Madison_(Supernatural:_Heart)/Sam_Winchester,
      Sarah_Blake/Sam_Winchester
  Character:
      Dean_Winchester, Castiel_(Supernatural), Sam_Winchester, Cassie_Robinson,
      Bela_Talbot, Benny_Lafitte, Becky_Rosen, Madison_(Supernatural:_Heart),
      Naomi_(Supernatural), Balthazar_(Supernatural), Sarah_Blake_
      (Supernatural), Gordon_Walker, Cole_Trenton
  Additional Tags:
      Alpha/Beta/Omega_Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha_Dean, Omega_Castiel, Top
      Dean, Bottom_Castiel, Anal_Sex, Lycanthrope_Dean, Nekojin_Castiel,
      Runaway_Castiel, Lycanthrope_Sam, POV_Alternating, POV_Dean_Winchester,
      POV_Castiel, Werewolves, Knotting, Rutting, Mating_Cycles/In_Heat, Smut,
      True_Mates, Mating, Mating_Bites, Scenting, Scent_Marking, Protective
      Dean_Winchester, Rimming, Twink_Castiel, Mpreg, Pregnant_Castiel, Male
      Lactation, Breeding, Shameless_Smut, Kidnapping, Kitsune, Kitsune_Sarah
      Blake, Blow_Jobs, Explicit_Sexual_Content, Explicit_Language, Mating
      Bond, Oral_Sex, Sex, Gay_Sex, Catboy_Castiel, Violence, Creampie, Fluff,
      Fluff_and_Smut, Sleepy_Cuddles, Cuddling_&_Snuggling, Naked_Cuddling
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-12-19 Updated: 2018-01-30 Chapters: 4/? Words: 41603
****** Blood Moon Harvest ******
by Knight_of_Hell
Summary
     Castiel's biggest fear has come to a head when his mother finds a
     suitor that she thinks would be perfect for Castiel to settle down
     with and mate.
     Since Alphas are rare, his only choice is to be suited to a Beta.
     After the night is over, he leaves, heading for the Forbidden Forest.
Notes
     Hello!
     The reason this is tagged underage is because Castiel is 17, the
     perfect age for
     Nekojin (Cat Descendant) to be mated. Dean is ancient and has been
     around for
     a very long time.
     Just a fair warning, Lycanthropes and Werewolves are NOT the same
     creatures.
     Lycanthropes stand on two feet like a human but are shaped exactly
     like a wolf.
     Lycanthropy is also a practiced religion.
     Werewolves and Lycanthropes actually hate each other.
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Into The Woods *****
“Castiel, I want you to wear this tonight, okay? Your suitor will be here
around 7pm after he gets off from work.” His mother – Naomi – held up a white
suit with a baby blue dress shirt to go beneath it. She placed the suit on the
hook that was behind the door, “Dinner will be at 7:30 so please be ready. I’ll
be back to check on you in an hour.” She gave a tight-lipped smile before
closing the door behind her.
Castiel sighed in annoyance once the door was closed. He hated the idea of
being auctioned off to a potential suitor. He knew that true love existed and
he wanted to find it. Not be someone’s bought husband or mate. His true mate
was out there somewhere and he wanted to find them. But he knew he’d never find
them as long as he stayed trapped inside of his room and away from the world.
The thought of leaving flashed through his mind as he turned to stare out of
the window and into the setting sun. He could see the darkness of the forest
that was some miles out. Maybe he could go there and hide out for a while until
he was able to find another town to start a new life. His mate could be
anywhere but he would never know unless he actually went through with the plan
for actually leaving. That’s when the idea to actually pack a bag and leave
popped into his mind. He could sit out in the garden and they could have their
dinner but once his parents went to bed, he could slip out into the night.
So, Castiel went ahead and showered with unscented soap, used some of his odor
neutralizer spray, and unscented deodorant. After he was clean, he dressed in
the gaudy suit his mother picked out for him that symbolized his virginity and
glared at his reflection. After turning away from his reflection, he went ahead
and began packing up some light clothes, his heat suppressants, and his
unscented body utilities. He could always get some snacks after everyone was
sound asleep.
When 7pm rolled around, Castiel was beyond nervous. He’d met with so many
suitors for the last few days that they’d all began to blend in together. He
knew that his next heat would be coming in the next month and he was being sold
so that he could be of good use to whoever his parents figured was the highest
bidder. But if he wanted to get out of this situation then he was going to have
to play the part so no one would become suspicious. When he heard footsteps in
the hall, Castiel threw his backpack out of sight and stood at attention in the
center of his room.
Naomi swung the door open without knocking, “Ah, good. I see you’re ready. Come
now. Our guest should be here shortly. Don’t want to leave him waiting.”
“Yes, mother.” He replied, keeping any emotions from his voice.
With a curt nod, Naomi walked out of the bedroom with Castiel following a few
paces behind her. He could smell her annoyed Beta scent as they traveled down
into the dining room and took their seats.
The room was quiet as they sat and waited for, according to his mother, the
Beta to arrive. Castiel was surprised that they hadn’t been able to find an
Alpha to be his suitor. They’d managed to find people from different towns
who’d taken an interest in a virgin Omega but they hadn’t located anyone who
his parents thought would be a good match. Just as the servers began to set the
table with food, a tall man with dirty blond hair and flashy business suit
entered the dining area and greeted his mother. His scent was overwhelming for
a Beta and it made Castiel scrunch his nose in distaste.
Throughout dinner, Castiel answered the routine questions that always involved
his status as an Omega and whether or not he’d be a good stay at home parent
for his future children. Even though he didn’t let his emotions take control,
he couldn’t help but to mentally roll his eyes and gag at each question. They’d
been asked so many times within the last week that he practically knew them by
heart.
Once dinner was served, Castiel just shuffled his food around on his plate so
that it looked like he nibbled at it here and there. He was more than ready to
get out of the house and start his new life in another town. The only problem
was that he didn’t know where to go. He’d never been outside of Dawnridge and
the quickest way out was through the forbidden forest. But if it was his only
shot at happiness then he wasn’t going to let it slip by him.
By the time 10pm came around, Castiel was more than eager to sneak out of the
house. He changed into dark colors so that he wouldn’t be spotted easily once
he was outside. He even added more spray to himself so that he would hopefully
pass as human if he were to be stopped by anyone else. With his coat buttoned
and his backpack in place, he turned off the lights to his room and left out
into the night.
                                      ***
The cold air nipped along Castiel’s face as he continued to run. He ran through
the streets and headed for the one place he knew that he wouldn’t be able to be
found. Deadman’s Hollow was the forbidden forest that no one was brave enough
to step foot in. Not even on a dare. It was rumored that there was a giant wolf
that walked behind the trees. It was also rumored that the wolf attacked
whoever entered the forest and dragged them off, only to never be heard from
again. It was speculated that he ate the bodies and marched along the edge of
the forest because of a spell that kept him inside of the trees so that he
couldn’t enter the town and feast freely.
As Castiel continued to get further away from the little town known as
Dawnridge, he was now able to see the trees barrier. A chill ghosted along his
spine as he stopped his gait and stood at the edge of the trees. It was darker
than he expected it to be. Even with his heightened sense of sight and smell,
it wasn’t enough to help him peer inside of the trees. They towered over him in
a looming manner that made his skin crawl and a feeling of uneasiness settle
within his stomach. Maybe this isn’t such a good idea. But it seemed like the
only way he’d be free from the old fashioned customs for Omegas like him.
Castiel was a special kind of Male Omega that was able to bear children. This
made him a valuable asset to his family. If the right suitor came along then he
would be sold to the highest bidder and would be expected to bear him children
until he was no longer of use. He would probably wind up alone in a house
taking care of their children while his suited mate would go off and have
relationships with other people. That thought alone made his stomach flip in
disgust.
That wasn’t the type of life Castiel wanted. He wanted to be cherished and
mated to someone he actually loved and was loved in return. Thoughts like these
were human thoughts. People who were born with a second gender was considered
strange and was often sought out and interrogated about their heritage. Even
though they appeared human and didn’t have the shifter genes, they were still
considered outcasts. The ones who were descendants of the wolves were often
left alone. Nekojin descendants were often captured because they still
contained some of the feline features even after so many years of evolution.
Nekojin descendants who had feline features typically kept them hidden from
sight so they wouldn’t be noticed.
Castiel was able to scent along the forest line. The scent of water was the
first thing he noticed. There must have been a river or lake somewhere nearby.
Part of him wondered what everyone was so afraid of when it came to actually
stepping foot on the forest grounds. The sensible part of him was telling him
to tuck tail and run. The eerie feeling of the darkness was making his skin
crawl. Castiel took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and contemplated whether or
not he should enter. He knew that his family would have sent out guards to find
him and once he was found, they’d drag him home and punish him.
Throwing his fears out of the window, he stepped into the forest and waited. He
was able to smell the bark, leaves, and the water. It was very comforting
despite the eerie atmosphere the darkness was creating. A loud crunch made him
jump. He whirled around to find whatever made the sound before realizing it was
his feet stepping on dried leaves. He relaxed instantly and grabbed hold of the
strap of his bag, tugging it tighter against his body protectively. He then
began to walk deeper into the forest so that he was able to leave his family
and old life behind. If he were lucky, he’d make it out of the forest and would
be able to find another town that was on the other side.
Inside of the forest, the air was even colder and Castiel wasn’t sure how that
was possible. The further he walked along the trees, the more scents he was
able to register. He could smell other animals but the only thing that stood
out to him was the woodsy scent that seemed to call out to him. Without even
realizing it, he began following the scent in a trance-like state. It was an
intoxicating scent that his body couldn’t seem to ignore. He figured there
wouldn’t be any harm if he just went to investigate. There was nothing wrong
with being curious. There was nothing wrong with Castiel wanting to find the
source of the magnificent scent that was calling out to him like a Siren to a
pirate ship.
From the corner of his eye, he was able to see a large figure dart past. It was
like something was following him, circling around him and stalking him like he
was prey. It’s the wolf! Panic flooded Castiel’s veins as he began to walk
faster before sprinting as if it would help him escape whatever was following
him. His heart was hammering in his chest and he was able to smell the fear
radiating off of him like a beacon. When the figure passed again, Castiel was
able to see a bright pair of golden eyes before there was nothing but darkness
again.
He could hear the gasps of his breath as he continued to run along his path
until the air was knocked out of him. He collided with something that was solid
and towering and apparently strong enough to knock him flat on the ground.
Castiel stared up in horror as the figure stood over him. When his eyes finally
adjusted, he was surprised to see that he was staring at a person and not some
werewolf he’d heard stories about. The person had their hands on their hips and
was clouded by the darkness of the trees. The scent that radiated from them
read Unmated Alpha.
Castiel’s blood ran cold.
Out of all the places to run into an Alpha, it would be a forest where there is
no place run. Castiel swallowed and prepared his body for the worst, a possible
rape, an unwanted knot, an unwanted mating, or an unwanted mark. The person
stepped into the moonlight, making it easier for Castiel to see his face. His
hair was long and windblown, he had broad shoulders, his eyes were hazel, and
he towered over Castiel. He was probably strong enough to break Castiel’s
bones. Then, the male leaned over just a bit and Castiel could hear him
scenting him.
“You should not be here.” His voice was deep yet calming. He looked like he
could be about 28 yet ageless. He was very beautiful in an otherworldly sort of
way. “I said, you should not be here.” His tone changed from the calming tone
to a threatening warning as his lips pressed into a frown.
Castiel opened and closed his mouth as he struggled to get his brain to find
words so that he can communicate back. “I, uh,” Castiel’s heart began to drum
in his chest as he stared up at the other man, “I was-“
“You should turn back.” He spoke with a solemn tone as he cut Castiel off.
"Now."
Slowly, Castiel rose to his feet and managed to dust himself off from the wet
leaves. He hadn’t realized that he was deep within Deadman’s Hollow. He hadn’t
expected to run into anyone, let alone a person. He was expecting to see a
large werewolf that would have tore into him and ate him for breakfast.
“I can’t go back.” Castiel muttered meekly. He then lowered his eyes in
submission. He was truly scared of the man standing before him. There was
something about him that just made Castiel feel as if he was in danger.
The man took a step closer and leaned down as if to get a closer inspection,
“Why have you come here?”
Behind the tall Alpha, Castiel was able to hear the faint rustling of leaves
and another scent that began to pull at his heart. The Omega in him began to
urge him near the scent because it felt safe. The man in front of him, however,
frowned and stepped aside when a shorter man came to stand next to him. Even
though he was shorter, he seemed to emit a dominant aura. The scent radiated
Unmated Alpha and Castiel’s Omega was more than willing to let him mark, mate,
and knot him. Castiel couldn’t help but shudder at the thought of how willing
he’d be if it came down to it.
“I thought you were getting rid of the intruder.” His words broke through the
happy cloud his inner Omega was creating. He was looking up at the taller one
but Castiel was beginning to find the shorter man more intimidating.
“I was but he says he can’t go back.” Castiel could scent the annoyance
radiating off of the taller Alpha.
The green-eyed Alpha stared at Castiel with enough heated intensity that it
made his skin tingle, “Why are you here?”
A compulsion anchored into Castiel’s brain, telling him that he needed to come
clean because he didn’t want to disappoint this Alpha. “I ran away from home. I
didn’t want to be married off to someone who I didn’t feel compatible with.
Please don’t send me back. I promise I’ll leave in the morning after finding a
place to rest.”
Castiel stiffened when the green-eyed Alpha leaned closer to him and began to
scent the air around him. He was glad that he had unscented soap, the homemade
scent neutralizers, and deodorants to hide his Omega scent. He’d read that
human hunters used lots of things to hide their scent so animals wouldn’t
notice them when hunting.
“Alright. Follow us.” He spoke calmly.
“You can’t be serious.” The taller one hissed incredulously, “He’s … human.” He
tried to whisper the words so that Castiel couldn’t hear.
The green-eyed Alpha grunted in response before turning around and began to
walk along the dirt path. Castiel slowly followed behind when the taller one
let out a frustrated sigh and began to walk. Part of him wanted to run, to head
back into the town and to try finding another way out of town but the Omega in
him practically begged to follow the Alpha.
While the two Alphas weren’t looking, Castiel seized the opportunity to scent
at them without being noticed. The tall one had a woodsy base scent of
Sandalwood with a sweet smelling spice of Sage. There was an undertone that
Castiel had never smelled before. It was too faint for Castiel to scent it
properly. There was also a small personal scent that reminded Castiel of the
pages of an old book that had a hint of vanilla and almonds. Castiel was
surprised that he found the Alpha’s scent to be quite soothing. It wasn’t
overpowering and nauseating like the Betas he’d met back home. He could also
smell the apprehension and annoyance radiating off of him. Not mate, his inner
Omega told him.
Castiel then turned his attention to the shorter Alpha and began to scent him.
The shorter Alpha had the same woodsy base scent of Sandalwood. Instead of the
Sage, the Alpha had a Vetiver scent that reminded him of lemongrass but it
didn’t quite match. He took another subtle sniff and noticed the earthy scent
began to remind him of lemongrass and vanilla mixed together. Again, Castiel
noticed the undertone of that same scent that he couldn’t place on the other
Alpha. Maybe they’re related? Sometimes families or packs had a similar scent
so that people knew that they were related. The Alpha’s personal scent reminded
Castiel of a rich, earthy yet slightly sweet smelling scent of leather. A
shiver tingled along his spine. The Alpha’s scent was more than pleasing on so
many levels. Mate. Castiel’s inner Omega was already putting a claim on the
Alpha.
Castiel was startled out of his thoughts when he felt something bump at his
chest. He quickly looked up to notice that he had subconsciously began walking
behind the Alpha and inhaling his scent. He swallowed nervously as he took a
step back when both men stopped walking and turned to watch him curiously. He
was able to smell the curiosity radiating from them the longer they stared.
They think you’re human so act human.
“Sorry!” His eyes glanced between the two, “I don’t like being in the dark for
too long. It makes me nervous.” He lied, in hopes that they’d believe him.
Green eyes stared at him intensely without blinking. “What’s your name?” The
shorter one asked, though his tone was sort of demanding.
“Cas- Castiel.” He mumbled then took a deep breath to steady himself. He
instantly regretted it when he was able to smell the overwhelmingly
intoxicating scent of the Alpha. His inner Omega began to swoon happily,
basking in the scent.
A soft grunt echoed within his throat, “I’m Dean. And this is my little brother
Sam.” Dean reached over and patted the back of his hand against Sam’s shoulder.
Little? Castiel glanced between them with disbelieving eyes. Sam practically
towered over Dean. That couldn’t have been right.
Dean’s lips curved into a knowing smirk, “He had a growth spurt and surpassed
me when he got older.” He then nodded his head in the direction they were
headed in, “We’re almost there. Just a few more miles.”
Castiel was still shocked to know that Dean was surprisingly okay with his
Alpha baby brother surpassing him in height. He’d heard horror stories of two
Alpha siblings fighting until one died due to testosterone and instincts. That
was another reason he was wary of Alphas even though they weren't quite common.
He knew that their instincts always seemed to kick in and make them act on such
primal base levels that it was frightening. He began to wonder how these two
men hadn’t succumbed to their basic instincts of being the better Alpha.
Subconsciously, he began walking behind Dean and scenting him again but managed
to keep a small distance between them when realized what he was doing.
                                      ***
After what felt like hours of walking, the trio came into a clearing that had
wooden bungalows, small cabins, and small huts that were scattered about. He
noticed that they all had a sizable distance between them, which he figured was
for privacy. As he scanned the area, he noticed two larger cabins that were far
off in the back along the hill that stood out among the smaller ones. They were
made out of wood and stone that gave them more style than the plain ones.
It’s beautiful. There were people walking around in clothing made out of animal
skin and other things that they’d personally made. It was like walking into a
commune. Castiel then realized that that’s probably what was going on. This was
a commune. There was no other explanation for it. Castiel took a deep breath
and tried to get a whiff of everyone’s scent. There were a very few humans -
maybe two- and there were mostly descendants that Castiel hadn’t recognized. He
could smell the Omegas, a few Alphas, but there were mostly Beta descendants.
Maybe they were happy living like this and they all got along but the fact that
there was other Alphas around made Castiel’s stomach flip uneasily.
It occurred to Castiel that this was going to be the best he would be able to
do until he was able to find shelter of his own. He figured that staying within
the commune wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing as long as he didn’t run out of
heat suppressants. He didn’t want to draw the attention of any of the Alphas
and wound up being knotted. He’d read horror stories of Alphas and how they
were always looking to stick their knot in a heat delirious Omega. But that was
years ago when Alphas were around. As of lately, Alphas were practically
scarce. Which is why he was shocked when he happened to stumble upon two Alpha
brothers.
“Where are we gonna put him?” Sam’s voice startled Castiel out of his thoughts.
They were whispering to themselves so that Castiel couldn’t hear them but he
could hear the agitation in Sam’s tone.
“I dunno, Sam. Maybe we can ask one of the Omegas if he can stay with them?”
Dean gave a slight shrug of his shoulders.
“The Omega camp is full.” Sam hissed through clenched teeth. “You’re always
doing things without thinking.”
So Dean is impulsive, Castiel noted.
“He’s a kid.” Dean countered with a frown.
Sam sighed, shaking his head, “You’re incorrigible.” He then began to walk away
from Dean and headed over to one of the crafted benches to have a seat next to
a dark haired woman.
Dean watched Sam walk away before turning around to face Castiel, “Don’t mind
him. I don’t normally do this but you can stay in my cabin for the night.”
Castiel’s heart fluttered within his chest while his inner Omega began to swoon
again, “I can sleep outside. I don’t mind, really. I-”
Dean held up a hand to shush Castiel, “We do not let people sleep outside. Now,
I have a spare bedroom that you can stay in. Follow me.” He turned on his heel
and began to walk in the direction the two cabins were located.
They walked silently along the path and up the hill that led to the two cabins.
Dean’s cabin veered off towards the left and there was a large gap between the
two which Castiel figured was for extra privacy. Dean headed up the stairs with
Castiel shadowing behind him. Dean opened the door and went inside first. He
reached onto the table and picked up a pack of matches then lit a few of the
candles that were in the entryway. Castiel crept inside and closed the door
behind him with his foot. The thought of staying alone with an Alpha terrified
him.
He looked around the cabin and was amazed at how it was decorated. All of the
furniture was handcrafted. Everything inside had a rustic vibe to it. It was
simply stunning. And the entire cabin smelled of Dean. Castiel tried taking in
subtle deep breaths so that his inner Omega would be happy.
“C’mon so I can show you to your room.” Dean called out after lighting the
candles and turning on the gas lamps.
The warm lighting made it easier for Castiel to finally get a good look at
Dean. The first thing Castiel noticed was that he was barefoot. He also wore
animal pelts and a shirt that was more than likely made out of animal skin. He
had an Ivy League haircut though it was a little longer and coiffed at the top.
When Dean turned around due to Castiel’s hesitation, he was able to see his
eyes more clearly. They were bright green that had a golden glow due to the
warm lights. He also had a beard that wasn’t full grown but Castiel figured it
would feel good against his cheek.
It was the first time Castiel was struck dumbfounded at how beautiful yet
handsome someone could be. Castiel took a step forward, his eyes trained on the
Alpha’s face. His lips were a soft pink and he knew that they’d be soft against
his skin as well. He took another step and reached for the railing and managed
to make his way up the stairs without falling. When they reached the landing,
the upstairs had a headier scent of the Alpha and his inner Omega was
practically swimming in it. Dean opened the door to a simple rustic decorated
room that had a queen bed in the middle and a handcrafted dresser against the
side.
He walked inside and placed his hand against the bed and felt that it was an
actual mattress but the bedding was completely handcrafted. Castiel placed his
bag on the bed and turned to smile at Dean. He was leaning casually against the
doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest and his left foot was crossed
over the right one. He wore a soft smile that made Castiel’s heart flutter like
a baby bird learning how to fly. Castiel swallowed when Dean’s eyes roamed over
him before meeting his eyes.
“So, Castiel,” Dean’s lips pressed into a thin line after saying his name,
“Cas, are you hungry? We’re going to be having a … gathering in a little bit.
You’re more than welcomed to tag along. There will be plenty of food.”
Castiel was about to shake his head when his stomach growled, betraying him.
“I, uhm, yeah. I wouldn’t mind having a little food. I haven’t eaten since this
afternoon.”
A frown settled on Dean’s lips as he stared at Castiel, which made him squirm
slightly, “That’s,” His eyebrows drew together as his eyes darted off towards
the side in concentration, “Like nine hours ago.” He snorted softly, “Either we
can go to the gathering or I can heat you up something that’s in the fridge.”
Either option would have been perfectly fine with Castiel considering he would
be with Dean on both accounts. “We can go to the gathering. Lead the way.”
Dean gave a slight nod of his head and made his way downstairs. Castiel trailed
behind him at a safe distance and they left out of the front door. In the
distance, Castiel was able to hear music and laughter. He automatically knew
that it was the gathering Dean spoke about and excitement flooded his veins. He
‘d never been to a party before. Most social functions were dull back home and
they always left him feeling drained. Other social gatherings were of him
meeting potential suitors that he had no interest in but went through with it
to appease his mother.
                                      ***
When they reached the clearing, Castiel was able to smell the food. Most of it
was meat that was being roasted over a bonfire. He could hear people playing
their instruments while the women danced around happily by themselves or with a
partner. It all looked like fun and Castiel wanted to join in but he was afraid
he’d embarrass himself. He scurried a little faster so that he wasn’t able to
lose sight of Dean as he weaved his way through the people. He noticed how
people seemed to move out of the way as if the Alpha were their leader. Then
again, it dawned on him that Dean and Sam’s cabin was up on the hill, which
probably meant they were the leaders.
“Ah, Sammy!” Dean hollered out to get his brother’s attention before turning
back to face Castiel, “I’ll be right back. I need to discuss something with my
brother first. Have a seat, grab some food, and enjoy yourself.”
After Dean jogged off to meet up with his brother, Castiel took a seat on one
of the log benches and reached for a piece of roasted meat. He cautiously
sniffed at it before letting the tip of his tongue touch it. It was deer meat.
He’d never had anything that was caught before and was skeptical to try it.
Placing the piece of meat between his teeth, he tore into it and let out a soft
gasp when the flavor hit his tongue. It was delicious. Before he even realized,
he’d finished off his piece of meat and was reaching for another when someone
plopped down beside him.
Castiel scented the air while he nibbled on his piece of meat. He was beginning
to feel self-conscious around all of the strangers. They all knew each other,
lived in the little clearing together and probably looked out for each other so
they’d probably be wary of him since he was a stranger to them. The scent he
picked up next to him was a female Omega. He hadn’t bothered to turn around to
look at her because he figured she was just sitting to relax and enjoy the
fire.
“You must be new.” She chirped after letting a few minutes pass, “I’m Bela,
it’s nice to meet you.” She held out her hand for Castiel to take.
Castiel blinked and wiped his hands onto his clothes before taking her hand in
a firm grip, “I’m just passing through. I don’t plan to stay long.” He assured
her, “And I’m Castiel. It’s good to make your acquaintance.”
“Then you came on a good night. We’re going to be doing our ritual for the
great Wolf.” A bright smile spread across her face.
“Excuse me? Wolf?” Horror flooded his insides at the thought of a wolf making
its way into the little campsite.
Bela gave a slow nod, “Yes. He’s our protector. We worship him with a gracious
ceremony every full moon.”
Just as she finished her sentence, women who were dressed in wolf fur began to
dance to the slow rhythm that was being made against the drums. Each woman had
a wolf’s head draped over their own to conceal their identity as they began to
circle around the fire while swaying their hips in a seductive manner. Castiel
stiffened when a brown skinned woman walked over to stand in front of Dean and
began to gyrate her hips seductively.
Jealousy surged through Castiel’s body as he watched the way she continued to
dance in front of Dean and the way he reached out to place a hand against her
hip. He watched as she crawled into his lap and continued to move her hips to
the rhythm of the music. Castiel took a slow breath to calm his nerves as he
turned away so that he could pay attention to the other dancers. Each of the
girls was still dancing seductively but now the other people were howling into
the air.
In the distance, Castiel was able to hear rustling through the leaves and an
icy chill trickled along his back. Castiel whirled around to try and locate
what was making the sounds when he heard an animalistic growl deep within the
woods. There were more howls from the people that were surrounding the bonfire
as the music started to lose rhythm. He turned around, his gaze falling on Dean
and a startled gasp left his lips. There was an eerie glow within his green
eyes, making them more vibrant than before. The woman that was on his lap was
now standing in front of him, howling with the rest of them.
An animalistic howl echoed throughout the site, making Castiel’s body rigid.
His heart was hammering within his chest at the thought of a werewolf coming
into the commune. Castiel jumped at the sound of someone sitting down next to
him. He could smell whom it was without having to turn around. Dean leaned in
close and the scent of him made Castiel relax instantly. It was as if he felt
safe just being near the Alpha.
“Is this a cult?” Castiel whispered, knowing that Dean could hear him over the
sound of the rhythm of drums.
Dean laughed softly, drawing Castiel’s attention to him, “No, we’re not a cult.
We just … have a different belief than the humans do. Just as you worship God,
we worship something else.”
“But you worship something that doe-” Another animalistic howl caused Castiel’s
words to get stuck in his throat. “Dean…”
“There’s nothing to be afraid of, Cas. He doesn’t come close but he protects
the area every full moon. He’s afraid of us more than we are of him.” Dean’s
voice was calm as he spoke, “How are you enjoying the gathering?”
Castiel scooted closer until his thigh was touching Deans, “Uhm, well, I
actually liked th- the food. “ He mumbled softly before dropping his head a
bit, “You know, I’m actually tired so I’ll go ahead and walk myself back to the
cabin.”
The soft smile faded from Dean’s lips, “No, no I’ll walk you. Is everything
okay?” Castiel could see the concern in his face.
“I just feel really sleepy all of a sudden.” He muttered softly as he reached
up and took Dean’s offered hand when he stood up. Warmth flooded him as Dean
led him to the trail that brought the two cabins into clearer view.
They walked along the path in silence. Dean had let go of Castiel’s hand once
they had made it to the clearing and took the lead for Castiel to follow. The
two-mile walk back to the cabin seemed longer the second time around. Dean’s
scent was flooding deep within Castiel’s bones as he trailed behind and scented
the air. Warmth began to settle within the pit of his stomach as he felt a
slight wetness as he slowed down his stride. Panic began to cloud his mind as
he entered the cabin behind Dean and watched the Alpha walk into the kitchen.
“Shower’s upstairs and to your left.” Dean called out without taking a second
glance over his shoulder.
                                      ***
Dean paced the length of the kitchen while nursing a chilled beer. His inner
Alpha was begging to be released to search for Sam to make sure that he was
okay. He didn’t like being away from the gatherings until he was sure that Sam
was in human form and safe. Dean finished off the rest of the beer before
sliding the bottle to the other end of the counter and leaned against it. He
was able to tell that Sam was still shifted because he couldn’t message him and
that made Dean worry.
It was almost midnight and Sam still wasn’t even back to his human form. He
knew that hunters would be happy to catch Sam because he wasn’t like other
descendants. Neither was he but Dean made sure to stay out of hindsight. A
harsh pulse caused Dean to clutch at his chest and head as a sharp breath
passed through his lips. Sam’s okay. Sam is okay, his inner Alpha repeated in
his mind as he let a relaxed breath. Dean ran a hand through his hair before
heading upstairs to his room. He could no longer hear the shower so he figured
that Castiel must be in his room.
Dean inhaled, noticing the scent of Ylang Ylang and began to sniff the air.
Maybe it was some type of scented soap. The sweet, fruity floral scent was
pleasing to his Alpha and he couldn’t help but to take another breath. The hint
of Jasmine also caught his attention as well. Mate. Dean tensed at the thought
as he took a step away from the door and made his way to his bedroom and closed
the door. He removed his clothes and pulled on a pair of calf length shorts so
that he could get some sleep.
                                      ***
A low growl rumbled deep within Dean’s chest as he gripped at the pillow and
grinded his hips against it. There was an extreme ache in his groin. The pain
was enough to make him slip into partial consciousness. A soft moan passed his
lips as he began to grind harder against the pillow to get more friction. The
sweet scent of Ylang Ylang swam around in his senses and sent a wave of warmth
down to the pit of his groin. Dean inhaled deeply, shrouding his senses with
the sweet scent. He let out a shuddering breath as he took another breath. This
time, he was able to smell Jasmine and vanilla. The vanilla lingered on in the
back of his mind as he became aware that he was grinding his pillow.
Dean sat up in his bed, his hand palming at his aching cock. He could feel
tremors coursing through his arms as he took another deep breath. It was too
soon for his rut so why was this happening all of a sudden? Mate. Breed. Breed.
Mine. Dean’s eyes widened at the realization that there was an Omega in heat.
The only problem was that the Omega’s camp was two miles away and that was
enough distance between the camps that he nor Sam would be able to scent them
if they went into heat.
Pain shot through Dean’s body when he finally managed to get out of bed and
made his way into the hall. The scent was much stronger after leaving the
safety of his room. Mine. His inner Alpha began to bask in the scent. Out of
all of the Omegas that went into heat, this was the first time he’d ever gone
into a spontaneous rut before. This was the only scent that his inner Alpha
ever claimed as Mate and that frightened him. He’d gone so many years without
the thoughts of a mate but it seemed like that thought just went right out of
the window.
Dean walked through the hall until he stopped in front of Castiel’s door. He
prayed that the kid knocked over some type of perfume that was just setting his
senses into overdrive. Clarity flooded his mind, so that he was able to gather
his thoughts together. I thought Castiel was human. He smelled human earlier
today. Well, actually he didn’t have a scent. Dean paced outside of the door
with his thoughts working to figure out what was going on. Each step was
painful since his muscles ached and all he wanted to do was to bury his nose in
the intoxicating scent.
“Dean?” There was a soft whimper on the other side of the door.
“C-Cas, I, uh, yeah, it’s me.” His voice was rougher than usual. Mine. “Cas,
what’s going on? I thought you were human.” Dean placed his hand against the
doorframe and squeezed to keep himself from bursting inside of the room.
There was another whimper but it sounded more needy than before, “I’m an Omega
descendant. I’m sorry I didn’t say anything but I didn’t want to be discovered.
I didn’t want to be brought back home.” Castiel’s voice sounded small.
Dean took a slow breath, “Maybe we can arrange for you to stay in the Omega
camp. Did you forget to take your heat suppressants or something?”
“My heat wasn’t supposed to come for another month.” A soft whine made Dean’s
inner Alpha growl in frustration. He wanted to be with the Omega and knot him
thoroughly. He wanted to take care of his Omega. To build them a nest so that
Castiel was safe.
The Omega’s heat wasn’t supposed to be happening. The sweet scent began to
shroud his thoughts again as his hips pressed up against the door. It was much
stronger than before and it was getting harder for Dean to concentrate on
speaking clearly. Omega mate.
“Dean? C-can you come in please?” Castiel’s voice trembled. “I could really use
your help.”
 “I can’t.” Dean’s hand trembled against the doorframe.
“Please, Alpha.” Castiel began to whimper. It was a sound his inner Alpha
couldn’t ignore.
Dean opened the door and was taken aback by how inviting the scent was. He
could smell the distressed Omega scent. He wanted to make the stress go away,
to hold the distressed Omega, and to make a nest for him so that he’d be
comfortable. Dean cautiously made his way over to the bed and sat down on the
edge. It was as if any sudden movements would make him lose control and that
was the last thing he wanted. A pair of slender arms wrapped around his
shoulders, causing Dean to melt back into Castiel’s chest. The feeling was
beyond comfortable.
Castiel gently rubbed his hands over Dean’s chest, his fingers brushing along
the Alpha’s nipples. A soft breath passed through Dean’s lips as he shifted out
of Castiel’s grasp and scooted back against the headboard. Castiel whined
softly at the loss of contact before he was pulled to straddle Dean’s lap.
Castiel’s pupils were fully dilated, only leaving a sliver of a blue iris.
Castiel reached and ran his fingers through Dean’s hair. He could smell the
arousal radiating from the Alpha when he leaned close to inhale Dean’s scent.
“I’ve never, uhm, never done this before.” Castiel could feel the heat rising
to his cheeks as he looked down at Dean’s chest. He reached down and traced his
fingers along the star that was centered in Dean’s tattoo. “I’ve also never met
another Alpha except for my father.”
Dean took a slow breath as he placed his hands onto the Omega’s hips, “I’ll
take good care of you. I promise to be the best mate to you and I’ll always
protect you. I’ll provide for you or I’ll be whatever you need me to be.”
Dean’s Alpha was speaking through him.
Castiel shifted on Dean’s lap until he was able to feel the half-hard member
pressed against him. A deep blush blossomed across Castiel’s cheeks and down
his neck when he felt Dean’s hips gyrate up against him. His fingers dropped to
rest along the back of Dean’s neck, his fingers gently scratching at the nape
of his skull. He desperately wanted to feel Dean’s lips against his. Castiel
leaned forward, resting his forehead against Dean’s. He glanced up, looking
into his eyes and noticed that they were glowing. They looked neon green in the
dimly lit room.
A low rumble emitted from Dean’s chest. Castiel’s scent was getting stronger
and it was causing his Alpha to rise to the surface. His breath caught in his
throat when he felt Castiel rotate his hips down against him. “Cas, if you keep
that up, I’m going to have to knot you.” He could feel the effects of his rut
surfacing again.
Castiel met Dean’s gaze steadily, “Promise?” He ran his fingers through Dean’s
hair once again, a soft moan leaving his lips when his clothed cock brushed
against Dean’s stomach.
“I don’t want to hurt you. I know that being near an Alpha helps with,” Dean
swallowed, “Your heat and that it’s a comfort to have contact but I don’t want
to hurt you.”
“I can take it.” Castiel breathed out as slick began to leak from his hole, “I
promise. Please knot me, Alpha. Make me yours.” Castiel brushed his thumbs
against the sharpness of Dean’s cheekbones and leaned close to brush his lips
against the Alpha’s.
Dean tilted his head just a bit until his lips were pressed flush against
Castiel’s. The kiss was gentle and innocent until Castiel nipped at Dean’s
bottom lip. A low growl rumbled within his chest as Dean ran his tongue along
Castiel’s bottom lip. Castiel parted his lips eagerly and Dean slipped his
tongue into the Omega’s mouth. Their tongues rubbed against each other as
Castiel began to circle his hips against Dean’s. With a shuddering breath, Dean
forced himself to pull back.
“I should warn you, Cas, I’m not like other Alphas descendants.” Dean stared
into the Omega’s dilated pupils. “I also don’t knot just to get it out of my
system. I mate for life.”
Castiel shook his head and leaned down to press a delicate kiss to Dean’s jaw,
“I want to be your mate.” He pressed another soft kiss to Dean’s neck, “I want
to be yours, Dean, and only yours.” Castiel nipped at Dean’s neck before
licking over the area.
Dean leaned back and reached for the hem of Castiel’s shirt and pulled it up
over his head when the Omega lifted his arms. Dean leaned in so that he was
able to plant open mouthed kisses along Castiel’s jaw and worked his way down
to his shoulder. He could hear the rush of the Omega’s pulse as he worked his
way down to place open-mouthed kisses against Castiel’s chest. Castiel's skin
was smooth against his lips. He relished the feeling of Castiel's heated skin
against his as he latched his lips around Castiel's nipple into his mouth and
let his tongue swirl around it until it became hard. Dean then rolled over
until Castiel was lying on his back.
A soft moan left Castiel’s lips when he felt Dean’s hardening cock press
against him. Dean rose up to his knees and pulled off Castiel’s sleeping shorts
then tossed them onto the floor with the shirt. Dean marveled Castiel’s body as
he worked his way out of his own shorts and kicked them aside before leaning
down to press his lips to Castiel’s fervently. A deep moan left his throat as
he began to grind his hips against the Omega’s in a demanding manner.
A fresh stream of slick spread between their flush bodies as Dean continued to
grind his hips against the Omega’s. Dean leaned down so that he was able to
brush his lips along the other’s neck. Castiel wrapped his legs around Dean’s
waist and lifted his hips up just a bit to meet Dean’s slow thrusts. A soft
mewl echoed throughout the room as Castiel shifted slightly so that he was able
to get more friction against his cock from Dean’s stomach.
“Dean, please. I can’t take it anymore. I want to feel you inside of me.”
Castiel whined while dragging his nails along Dean’s back.
Dean hissed through his teeth before placing soft kisses against Castiel’s
chest and over his stomach as he made his way down between the Omega’s legs.
Dean lifted Castiel’s legs until his knees were pressed chest and his
glistening hole was presented to him. Dean leaned forward and ran the tip of
his tongue over the slick covered hole and shuddered. Castiel gasped at the
heated feel of Dean’s tongue. The taste reminded Dean of vanilla, rousing a
moan to sound within the back of his throat. Dean prodded at the glistening
hole, causing it to flutter with anticipation.
“You smell so delicious.” Dean moaned out before delving his tongue deep within
Castiel’s hole so that he was able to lap at the fresh wave of slick that was
being produced. “God, you’re so beautiful.” Dean continued to lap at the slick
that was flowing from Castiel's hole before sticking his tongue inside of the
Omega's walls and began to circle his tongue around, savoring the flavor that
lingered on his tongue and slid down his throat. A low groan echoed within his
throat when he felt Castiel's walls clench around his tongue as if he were
demanding something bigger.
Dean turned his head so that he was able to kiss at Castiel’s thighs before
giving a playful nip to his flesh. He could hear the soft whimpers that were
coming from the little Omega and his Alpha was beyond ecstatic to be the one to
draw them out. Dean trailed the tip of his tongue along Castiel’s cock and then
licked at the precum that pooled against his stomach.
“Don’t say things you don’t mean.” Castiel breathed out.
Dean lifted his head, a slight frown appearing on his features as he shook his
head a fraction, “I don’t say things I don’t mean. I wouldn’t have called you
beautiful if I didn’t mean it. Nor would I use it to take your innocence.” Dean
curled his fingers around Castiel’s thighs before sliding his hands up to the
Omega's hips.
Castiel nodded, a look of uncertainty flashing across his features.
“Do you want me to stop?” Dean asked, sensing the hesitation from the Omega.
“We don’t have to do this if you’re nervous.”
Castiel shook his head, his eyes widening as he sat up and placed his hands
onto Dean’s face to hold him still so that he was able to press a gentle kiss
to Dean’s lips. Their lips pressed together gently until Dean ran the tip of
his tongue over the Omega’s bottom lip, begging for entrance. Castiel parted
his lips, letting Dean’s tongue wrestle with his own for dominance until Dean
overpowered him. Castiel then rolled his hips upward, urging Dean to continue.
Castiel wrapped his arms around Dean’s neck, a soft pant leaving his lips as
his scent began to grow stronger with need to urge the Alpha on.
Dean moaned quietly into the kiss as his senses began to become clouded with
Castiel’s sweet scent. Without a second thought, Dean reached between them and
wrapped his hand around his cock before taking the head and began to tease and
prod at Castiel’s fluttering hole. Castiel let out a soft, pleased gasp when he
felt the tip of Dean’s cock push past his rim. Dean tensed when he felt
Castiel’s hole flutter against his cock as he continued to slowly inch his hips
forward until their skin was flush against each other.
Castiel’s body tensed at the girth of Dean’s cock. Dean was larger than he had
anticipated. The toy he had left at home seemed smaller in comparison. He was
glad that he was given a moment to stretch to fit around the shaft. When Dean
pulled his hips back, a soft hiss passed through his clenched teeth at the burn
against his walls. He never imagined that he’d ever give his virginity to a
complete stranger, let alone an Alpha. Castiel willed his body to become pliant
when Dean hoisted his waist up against his hips. A startled moan left his lips
when Dean thrust his hips forward again, sheathing his cock completely inside
of Castiel’s walls.
Dean shuddered, “You’re so damn tight. I fucking love it.” A low growl rumbled
deep within Dean’s chest, “I’m going to make you mine.” Dean’s fingers gripped
tightly against Castiel’s hips as he began to thrust his cock into the Omega’s
hole at a moderate pace, causing a gush of slick to saturate his thighs.
A throaty groan left Castiel’s lips at the sensation of feeling full. Even with
his largest toy, he'd never felt so full and complete before. Castiel threw his
arms around Dean’s neck and pulled himself up until he was straddling Dean.
“Yes, Dean, I want to be yours.” He panted softly with each of Dean’s thrusts
before letting out a startled scream when he felt the tip of Dean’s cock hit
against his prostate. The tingling sensation was completely new and he wanted
to experience it again, "Yes! Right there, Dean." He breathed out.
Dean slid his arms around Castiel’s waist, holding him still as he began to
thrust roughly into the Omega’s walls. Each little breathy pant Castiel made
was enough fuel for Dean’s Alpha to take charge. Dean lifted one arm up so that
he was able to hook his fingers into Castiel’s hair and pulled his head down so
that he was able to crush their lips together into a passionate kiss. He bit at
Castiel’s bottom lip, demanding entrance and forced his tongue into Castiel’s
mouth when his lips parted just enough.
Castiel moaned into the kiss before pulling away and rested his head against
Dean’s shoulder. Breathy gasps left his lips when he felt Dean’s pace quicken,
thrusting harshly into his hole and repeatedly hitting against his prostate. He
gripped tightly at Dean’s shoulders and then over his back, his nails scraping
for purchase as he continued to bounce up and down to follow Dean’s pace. The
sensation of his cock bobbing and rubbing against Dean’s stomach and the
overstimulation to his prostate was too much.
His eyes glossed over as he turned his head so that his face was buried within
the crook of Dean’s neck and bit down harshly against his skin to silence his
whimpers but they continued to sound within his throat. Castiel’s walls began
to clench around Dean’s shaft, trying to keep Dean from thrusting out any
further. Another gush of slick made its way out of his hole as if preparing for
Dean’s knot.
“Dean, please don’t stop.” Castiel panted against Dean’s neck, “Don’t stop. It
feels so fucking amazing.”
Dean hissed at the sharp pain of Castiel’s teeth biting into his skin. Another
deep growl reverberated from his chest as he listened to the whimpers the Omega
was making. Dean lowered his head until he was able to press kisses along
Castiel’s shoulder and over his neck. He flattened his tongue, licking a stripe
along Castiel’s sweat covered skin. He was able to taste the adrenaline and
pheromones that was stuck against the Omega’s flesh. Dean leaned until Castiel
was on his back with his legs hooked around Dean’s waist as he slowed his
thrusts into a slow and languid pace, the tip of his cock never faltering from
Castiel’s prostate.
“You feel so fucking good, baby. So warm and open for me.” Dean whispered
against the whimpering Omega’s neck. “I’m going to knot you and fill you so
full of cum, Cas.”
Castiel nodded frantically, “Please, knot me, Alpha. Knot me and breed me. Make
me yours.” A needy whine left his lips, his own hips trying to keep up with
Dean’s switch of pace. He rolled his hips in slow, circular motions as his
walls began to squeeze at Dean's shaft.
Each roll of Dean’s hips set Castiel’s body on fire. It was like he was in
heaven. Even in the slow pace the Alpha had set, Castiel was able to feel the
pull of Dean’s knot forming each time he pulled out, only to force it back in.
A silent scream left his lips as he rolled his hips up to match the slow pace
and the pull of Dean’s knot. When Dean’s knot swelled fully, he began thrusting
faster, hammering the tip of his cock against Castiel’s prostate as he reached
between them to stroke along Castiel’s shaft. Dean ran his fingers along the
underside of Castiel's cock before letting his thumb brush over the sensitive
head.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” Castiel cried out, hitting his fist against Dean’s
shoulder as the burn of Dean’s knot began to set in. He hadn’t realized that
Dean’s knot would be the size of a softball. With another harsh thrust against
his prostate, Castiel let out a high-pitched moan as cum spurted from the tip
of his cock, coating his and Dean’s stomach. His walls began to clench around
Dean’s knot, causing the Alpha to groan out in pleasure.
Dean panted, his cock twitching each time Castiel’s walls squeezed around his
knot until ropes of cum coated Castiel’s insides. “Fuck.” Dean breathed as he
lowered himself so that he was able to lie on top of the Omega without
smothering him.
Castiel threaded his fingers through Dean’s hair, letting his nails scratch
over his scalp before letting out a surprised yelp at the feel of Dean’s
incisors piercing into his skin. Dean marked him officially and it wasn’t due
to being paired off because his parents wanted it. Soft purrs began to vibrate
through his chest as his scent changed to contented Omega when he felt Dean
licking over the fresh mark. His eyes hooded over before closing. He kept his
fingers in Dean’s hair while the other rested against the Alpha’s shoulder.
Cautiously, Dean began to shift so that they were both on their side. Castiel’s
leg draped lazily over Dean’s hip and his fingers felt wonderful against Dean's
heated skin. Dean rested against the pillow and buried his face into Castiel’s
hair. He inhaled deeply; taking in the sweet scent of contented Omega and began
releasing his own contented scent. After Dean wrapped his arms around Castiel’s
midsection, they both fell asleep to the sound of happy purrs that came from
Castiel and the contented rumble that came from Dean.
***** Blood Awakening *****
Chapter Notes
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There was an intense pulse within Dean’s chest, causing him to groan out in
annoyance. When the throb happened again, Dean huffed and tried to roll over
but there was a heavy weight on top of him. Dean kept his eyes closed as he
tilted his head, buried his nose into soft tufts of hair and inhaled deeply.
His lungs were filled with sated Omega, along with the scent of Ylang Ylang,
Jasmine, a hint of vanilla, and petrichor. Each breath full of the Omega’s
scent was like Dean’s own personal heaven. The heat that seeped into him was
enough to calm the aftereffects of his rut. He stayed half-conscious to listen
to the soft snores coming from his mate. His Mate.
As he stayed still to listen to the purring snores, he wrapped his arm around
Castiel’s waist protectively and shifted their position on instinct. Something
wasn’t right. Dean was now halfway covering Castiel’s body protectively as low,
threatening growls began to make their way up from his chest and past his lips.
Someone’s in the house. Protect mate. Heavy footsteps echoed out in the hall as
they made their way up the stairs. Dean could barely hear the faint call of
some sort of name that he couldn’t quite register over the sound of his own
growls. When the door opened, Dean curled around Castiel as if it would protect
him from danger.
“Dean?” A voice called out to him. It sounded like it was a million miles away
to his ears even though they were just a few feet apart.
Another threatening growl passed his lips as he turned his attention to the
intruder.
Hands flew up in a placating manner, “Hey, Dean… It’s me. It’s Sam.” He cleared
his throat, “I’m not a threat. I’m your brother. Remember?”
Dean sat up, shielding his body over Castiel’s as he bared his teeth, a
threatening growl passing through.
“I'm not a threat.” Sam repeated, keeping his voice calm while holding his
hands up, “I’m your brother.” Sam tensed slightly, noticing the green glow of
Dean’s eyes, “Alpha, I am not a threat. I’m Sam. Your brother. Dean’s brother.”
“Sam.” The word came out guttural. It wasn’t Dean’s natural speaking voice.
Sam perked up when the Alpha recognized him, “Yes! I promise you, I’m not a
threat.” Sam let off calming Alpha scent to let Dean’s Alpha know that he
wasn’t being hostile.
Dean nodded slowly, “Sam.” He repeated before blinking and shaking his head.
The glow simmered down until they were their original bright green. “Sam? What
are you doing here?”
Sam tilted his head slightly when he saw the curled body that was hiding inside
of the pillows. “I tried summoning you earlier. You didn’t show up for our
morning run.” A flash of disappointment crossed Sam’s features. “So I came here
to check on you.”
Groggily, Dean reached up and rubbed at his forehead. He had what felt like a
painful equivalent to a hangover. Dean turned around to see Castiel with his
face buried where Dean was just lying down. “I, uh, had an interesting night.”
He slid out of the bed and stood up, stretching out his arms above his head
until his back popped. He scanned the room until he found his shorts and slid
them on before walking past Sam to stand out in the hall.
The corner of Sam’s mouth twitched, “Clearly.”
Sam followed behind Dean, closing the door on his way out of the room and they
both headed downstairs to the kitchen. Dean let out a sharp hiss when he felt
an agonizing stab in his lower stomach. He turned around and opened the cooler,
pulled out two bottles of water, and passed one over to Sam. When his brother
stepped closer, Dean noticed the disgusted expression on the younger Alpha’s
face. Dean’s eyebrows rose in silent question when the bottle of water was
snatched from him.
“Dude, you reek.” Sam’s nose wrinkled when he leaned close to scent his
brother.
An offended expression masked Dean’s face as he opened his bottle of water and
took a small sip, “What?” He turned his head so that he was able to sniff at
his shoulder, “I don’t smell anything.”
Sam’s eyebrow arched, giving his brother an ‘are you kidding me?’ glare. “You
smell like sex and rut… Wait, are you in a rut?” Sam’s eyes widened in panic,
“How? You’re not supposed to have it for another few months.” He then let out a
soft breath as realization dawned on him, “You have an Omega upstairs and
they’re in heat.” Sam paused as his eyebrows drew together, “But wait, … The
Omegas aren’t supposed to go into heat for a while though.”
Dean’s own eyebrow arched in amusement as he watched his brother muse over his
newfound sex life. “It’s not any of the Omegas from the camp.” He answered
after a few moments of silence.
“Oh,” Sam leaned close to him again and began scenting at his neck, “Cassie
isn’t gonna be happy about the fact that you had sex with another Omega, Dean.”
Sam then leaned closer and inhaled again, “Oh shit. You… You’re mated.” Sam
breathed out, “No wonder you growled at me.”
Heat settled in the pit of Dean’s stomach as he staggered back and bumped
against the counter. It felt like his limbs were growing weaker by the minute
the longer he stayed in the kitchen. This is new. He’d been in ruts before but
it was nothing like this. A soft whine emitted from his throat when a pang of
loneliness settled within his chest. Dean grunted softly, placing his palm
against his chest when his heart began to drum against his chest. Castiel
needed him and he was down in the kitchen entertaining his brother.
“You all right?” Dean was struck with a scent of concerned Alpha. “Dean?”
Dean nodded, “Yeah I’m okay. Calm down, Samsquatch.” Dean swatted Sam’s hand
away when he tried to touch at Dean’s forehead.
“… I can’t believe it took you 700 years to find a mate.” Sam mused out loud
after pulling his hand away.
Dean scoffed in disbelief, “You would keep track, wouldn’t you?”
“Since it’s not any of the Omegas from camp… Did you go out and find someone
else?” Dean shook his head, “Is it … Castiel?” Dean just nodded and jerked back
when Sam leaned closer into Dean’s personal bubble and gripped his hair then
jerked his head to the side to expose his neck, “Wow, you two must be in
literal sync. Like true mates. You even have a mark on your neck and it hasn't
healed. So he must have sharp canines. That’s really rare, man.”
Dean was able to hear the fascination in Sam’s voice. So, he just kept quiet
and then shook his head with a small chuckle as he let the information sink
into his brother’s mind until he noticed the frown on Sam’s face.
“Wait, he’s an Omega? I thought he was human.” Sam opened his bottle of water
and took a slow sip.
“Join the club. Last night after we left the gathering, I was so worried about
you that I didn’t even pay any attention to the kid.” Dean reached over and
patted his hand against Sam’s shoulder when he saw his brother’s confused
expression. “When you were walking around shifted, I was freaking out because
you were still out there. I’m sure you were able to sense that.”
“Yeah.” Sam waved his hand in a manner that urged Dean to continue.
“So, Cas goes to take a shower and around midnight I go upstairs and I could
smell him. I thought it was some sort of perfume, like what the humans wear
when we used to go into town but my Alpha just claimed the scent but I ignored
it and went to bed. Woke up hotter than usual, rutting against my pillow like I
was trying to mate with it.”
Sam’s eyebrows rose in surprise, “Huh.” His head tilted as a fond smile spread
across his lips, “You must have had an affect on him but since you couldn’t
smell him until he showered, you were unaffected until then. When true mates
find each other’s scent, their bodies release hormones to get them to…” Sam
splayed out his fingers and then laced them together, “So, what is he? A wolf
descendant or something?”
Clearing his throat, Dean shifted away in a sense of uneasiness. Of course it
didn’t go unnoticed by his curious brother. A heavy hand landed against his
shoulder as hazel eyes stared at him, imploring for his answer. “He’s… He’s a
cat.” Dean answered guiltily.
“Excuse me?” Sam’s eyebrows rose, “He’s a werecat descendant?” Sam spat
angrily, “You’re mated to a goddamn werecat?!” Sam’s expression was a mix
between incredulous and abhorrence. “How the fuck did that happen?”
Dean quickly shook his head, “No, Sam. God, no.” The words left his mouth in
the same amount of revulsion. “He’s …” Dean cleared his throat, “A Nekojin
descendant.”
Sam visibly relaxed, his shoulders lowering just a bit, “Wow.” Sam whistled low
between his teeth as his eyebrows rose just a bit, “Those are rare as fuck. You
lucked out.” Sam chuckled, shaking his head as he stepped away from his
brother. “I mean, I would have settled for a wolf descendant. If it were a
werecat or werewolf, Dean, I would have ripped your fucking spine out.” He
threatened, but there wasn’t any heat to his words.
“If anyone else ever threatened me like that, Sam, I’d rip out their throat
with my teeth. Don’t even joke like that, Sam.” Dean spoke calmly before
rolling his eyes in mild annoyance, “I’m still trying to wrap my head around
the fact that you know all of this shit anyways.”
“I read and I’ve read a lot of human lore whenever we used to go into town.”
Sam’s lips pressed into a thin line, “You do know that you two won’t be able to
have kittens or pups or whatever. Are you okay with that?”
Sighing sadly, Dean leaned against the counter for support, “Because we’re two
different species, right, I completely blanked that part out of my head last
night.”
“And because he’s a male. But, hey, it’s okay. I mean there are other ways you
two can have children.” Sam reached over to pat at Dean’s shoulder in comfort.
“You mean like a surrogate?” Dean sighed when Sam nodded slowly. “What if he
doesn’t bond with the child after it’s born? What if he goes into depression
because he can’t ‘provide’ for his mate like someone else can? I don’t want him
going through that.”
Sam opened his mouth to speak but his words stuck at the tip of his tongue when
Dean’s eyes began to glow bright green before returning to their normal shade,
“We’ll, uh, we’ll figure something out. Okay?” Sam’s nose wrinkled slightly at
the scent that was coming from Dean, “I’m gonna, uhm, go for a run. We can talk
a little later.”
                                      ***
Dean sighed, rubbing his hands over his face in a mixture of annoyance and
sadness. During his and Castiel’s first night together, he hadn’t even thought
about the fact that they wouldn’t be able to conceive. Even though that wasn’t
a problem, Dean had always wanted to start a family and maybe even raise a
little shifter boy or girl. Hell, he wouldn’t even mind having little kittens
running around for that matter. The words he’d spoke last night came echoing in
the back of his head. He had meant what he said to Castiel. He would be willing
to be anything the little Omega wanted him to be. He’d stick with his mate for
as long as he was able to, even if that meant they couldn’t have children. Dean
ran his hands through his hair before letting out a startled grunt.
A mixture of arousal and discomfort shot through his groin, causing a low groan
to leave his lips. Dean ambled into the living room and took a seat onto the
couch then threw his head back as a soft sigh passed his lips. Tremors made
their way up Dean’s legs and settled in his groin. His body was having a
negative reaction from being away from Castiel for too long while the Omega was
in heat. A soft whimper caught Dean’s attention when he heard the bedroom door
open and the scent of Jasmine and vanilla flooded his senses. The discomfort
instantly eased when Castiel made his way down the stairs and rounded the small
corner to enter the living room.
Dean’s lips quirked up into a crooked smirk as he watched his sleepy Omega rub
at his eyes with a grumpy expression on his face. Dean’s eyes then widened when
his eyes caught sight of a dark furred tail swaying lazily behind him. His hair
was sticking up in different directions with dark, fluffy ears sticking up and
he was completely naked, which Dean wouldn’t complain about. A ball of pride
swelled in his chest as he took note of the deep purple bruises that were
apparent on Castiel’s hips and thighs. Without a word, the Omega padded softly
through the living room and straddled Dean’s lap. Dean’s arms instinctively
wrapped around his waist before dropping to rest his hands against his hips and
tilted his head for Castiel to scent at his neck. The distressed Omega scent
was disheartening and Dean wanted nothing more than to ease his mate’s nerves.
“How come I didn’t see those yesterday.” Dean stroked the tip of his index
finger down along Castiel’s spine and stopped at the tip of where his tail
began.
The Omega rubbed his cheek against Dean’s, “Technically, we're not supposed to
be born with them. Descendants aren't supposed to have the ears or tail. Maybe
the eyes and teeth but that's all. Those that have them are special.” He placed
a gentle kiss to Dean’s jaw.
Dean chuckled softly, "So I managed to mate with a rarity? I'm definitely
keeping you."
"Mhm, you collected a gem." The Omega teased while thumping his tail playfully
against Dean's knee.
Castiel began to brush his nose and cheek along the length of Dean’s neck,
leaving little kisses in his wake. A sigh of relief passed his lips when his
senses were clouded with Sandalwood and Vetiver. The lemongrass and vanilla
scent made Castiel’s body pliant against Dean’s as a strong wave of desire and
adoration washed over him. A soft whimper emitted from his throat. During all
of his heats, he’d never felt so needy until now. Part of him was embarrassed
to know that he was practically whining for the Alpha to knot him again until
the ache went away. The Omega in him was very willing to allow just that to
happen.
“I can practically hear you thinking.” Dean whispered, startling Castiel out of
his musing. “What’s the matter?”
 Instead of answering, Castiel rolled his hips slowly, drawing a low moan from
Dean. A fresh stream of slick trailed its way onto Dean’s crotch. Castiel
reached up to run his fingers through Dean’s dark blond hair and gave a slight
tug, causing Dean to give a predatory growl. Castiel’s inner Omega whimpered
happily when Dean’s arms wrapped around his waist and shifted their position so
that Castiel was lying on his back with Dean between his legs. The heat of
Dean’s body was overwhelming but he craved it. It wasn’t enough. Castiel slid
his arms around Dean’s neck and then wrapped his legs around his mate’s waist.
Dean thrust his hips against Castiel’s, brushing his covered cock against his
Omega’s slick covered skin. When Castiel let out a breathy moan, Dean seized
the opportunity to press an open-mouthed kiss to Castiel’s. Dean moaned into
the kiss, his thrusts becoming more demanding as his senses became overpowered
with the sweet vanilla scent and an urgency to mate and knot. When Castiel’s
lips parted just a fraction, Dean slid his tongue inside of his mate’s mouth so
that he was able to explore. Soft whimpers were met with a guttural groan.
Dean pulled back from Castiel, his Alpha practically biting his head off as he
did so. Castiel whimpered softly at the loss of contact as he stared up at Dean
with dark, lustful eyes. Dean licked over his bottom lip as he stood up and
shoved his shorts down and stepped out of them. Castiel sat up on the couch,
watching as Dean stepped out of his shorts and slid down onto the floor to be
on his knees, his tail continued to sway lazily behind him. He grasped hold of
Dean’s half hard cock and began to give delicate strokes until his length began
to thicken then leaned forward, giving little kitten licks to the thick head.
Castiel glanced up at Dean through his lashes as he began to circle his tongue
around the tip, tasting the precum that leaked out.
The Omega moaned softly, opening his mouth and taking the head into his mouth.
He made a lewd slurping sound before lowering his head as far as he was able to
and began to bob his head back and forth while stroking at the shaft. There was
a huge difference from practicing on a dildo and actually sucking on an Alpha’s
cock. Soft purrs began to emit inside of his throat as he curled his tongue to
massage the underside with each bob of his head. Dean’s soft grunts were
pleasing to his Omega. When Dean began to thrust his hips slowly, he relaxed
his throat so that he wouldn’t involuntarily gag and puke.
“Your mouth is like heaven, kitten.” Dean moaned out, enjoying the warmth of
Castiel’s mouth.
Dean placed a hand onto the back of Castiel’s head while resting the other into
the dark tufts of his hair. When he saw that Castiel was completely relaxed, he
began thrusting his hips a little faster, being cautious enough not to go to
far and hurt him. Heat sank into the pit of his stomach as Castiel continued to
stare up at him with the utmost trust he’d ever seen before. The purring that
was coming from his Omega made the blood rush to his cock, intensifying the
need to knot. He held his cock inside of Castiel’s mouth, enjoying the
pleasurable feel of his mate’s purring before pulling out with a lewd slurping
sound.
“Get on the couch.” Dean commanded.
Castiel rose to his feet, his eyes never leaving Dean’s. He noticed how Dean’s
eyes were completely dilated with lust. The sight alone sent a rush of arousal
through him, causing a fresh stream of slick to leak down his legs. He then
turned around and kneeled over the couch until he was leaning over the back of
the couch with his ass presented for his mate. Dean, however, wasn’t expecting
for Castiel to actually present for him. The sight made his Alpha feel
prideful. When Castiel wiggled his hips impatiently, Dean chuckled and lowered
himself onto his knees.
The Alpha placed his hands onto Castiel’s ass and began to knead his fingers
into the soft skin before spreading his cheeks apart to expose his slick
covered hole. Dean leaned forward and flattened his tongue against the slick
skin, tasting his mate as the sweet scent of vanilla filled his nostrils.
Castiel keened as he pushed his hips back, wanting more of Dean’s touch. Dean
slid his tongue inside of Castiel’s hole with ease and was greeted with a small
gush of slick that dribbled down his chin. He moaned softly as he began lapping
at the sweet slick, causing Castiel’s legs to tremble.
“God, you taste so sweet.” Dean moaned out before sliding his tongue deeper
into Castiel’s hole so that he was able to keep the flavor on his tongue.
Castiel began to rotate his hips in slow circles, following the clockwise
motion of Dean’s tongue. His fingers clenched around the back of the couch as
he spread his legs wider in anticipation. After another moment of Dean’s tongue
circling around inside of his walls, he was met with two fingers burying deep
to the third knuckle. His back arched at the feel of Dean’s thick fingers
entering him and hooking just slightly. The pads of his mate’s fingers brushed
over his prostate, drawing out a startled moan from the Omega. A soft gasp left
his lips when he felt Dean’s teeth feathering against his skin. He wanted more
than just two fingers thrusting inside of him. He wanted to be full of his
Alpha’s knot.
Castiel whined softly, “Pease Dean, enough foreplay. Just fuck me already.” His
tone came out more demanding than he intended for it to.
Dean leaned back on his knees, a smirk spreading across his face. “I love it
when my Omega is demanding.” Dean chuckled softly and stood up.
The Alpha ran his hands over Castiel’s back, letting his nails feather over his
skin before stopping at his hips. Castiel’s back arched, raising his ass up
higher for his Alpha. Dean gave a throaty groan at the sight and leaned over
Castiel so that he was able to slowly grind his hips against the Omega’s.
Castiel shivered, feeling the heat of Dean’s body seeping into his. The heat
was pleasantly welcomed as it made his body pliant and relaxed. However, the
Omega tensed when he felt the thick head of Dean’s cock pressing at his rim.
When Dean breached his hole, a sigh of relief left his lips as a small gush of
slick made it easier for Dean to push forward.
When their skin was flushed together, Dean straightened up and placed his hands
against Castiel’s hips then pulled his hips back, relishing the feeling of
Castiel’s warm walls sliding along the shaft until the head of his cock caught
at the Omega’s rim. He groaned softly as Castiel’s walls began to squeeze
around him as he thrust forward again. He then began to thrust his hips in a
moderate pace, pulling Castiel back to match his speed. Soft whimpers left
Castiel as his eyes fluttered when Dean began to speed up his thrusts. Dean’s
nails dug into Castiel’s hips as his thrusts became rougher, the tip of his
cock now hitting repeatedly against his mate’s prostate.
Castiel trembled as his back arched again, “Yes, Dean, you feel so good.
Harder, please, Dean, I promise I won’t break.” He mewled softly then gasped
out when Dean reached and grasped a handful of his hair and pulled him back
just a bit.
“Anything you want, babe.” Dean groaned softly, “I’m so glad you’re mine,
kitten. Always be mine. Never let go.”
“Always be yours, Dean. Always.” Castiel panted softly as he closed his eyes
and bit at his bottom lip until it turned bright pink.
Castiel cried out at the change of pace, his body rocking evenly to match
Dean’s rough thrusts. His senses were filled with aroused Alpha and Sandalwood.
His own scent grew stronger, urging Dean to keep going. Breathy little pants
left his lips with each harsh snap of Dean’s hips. Slick sounds echoed
throughout the room each time Dean pulled out and reentered him. His body
started to tingle as Dean continued working over his prostate until the gland
became overly sensitive. His walls clenched around Dean’s shaft as his moans
grew louder and started echoing through the living room.
Dean gave a primal growl, pulling Castiel up by his hair and leaned over him so
that he was able to capture his mouth in a passionate yet forceful kiss. He bit
at Castiel’s bottom lip and slipped his tongue inside of his mate’s mouth when
his lips parted. Castiel wrapped his arm around Dean’s head and pulled at his
hair. Castiel continued to pant into the kiss then moaned when Dean pulled back
while sucking on his tongue before letting go. Castiel’s walls squeezed around
Dean’s cock and pushed back, forcing Dean’s cock to enter him again fully,
drawing out a throaty groan from the Alpha to urge him to continue.
As Dean continued his relentless thrusts, his knot began to catch at Castiel’s
rim causing Castiel to shudder and spread his legs a little wider so that he
was ready to accommodate Dean’s knot. Low growls began to rumble within Dean’s
chest as he squeezed at Castiel’s hips. Heat settled within Castiel’s stomach
as his skin felt as if it were being engulfed in flames. Dean’s skin was too
hot against his skin and inside of him but he couldn’t seem to get enough. As
he continued to pant, he was able to notice a scent radiating from Dean that he
wasn’t familiar with. His brain quickly recalled the dormant scent that he
smelled on the Alpha when he’d first met him.
“Dean,” Castiel breathed out. His skin was completely flushed and glistening
with sweat, “I-I’m gon-gonna cum.”
“That’s what I want, baby. Cum for me.” Dean’s voice was rougher than usual.
Dean leaned over him so that he was able to press kisses against the back of
Castiel’s neck, over his shoulders, and at the center of his back. His knot
continued to swell, making it harder for him to keep up his quick pace so he
slowed down and began to roll his hips, letting the tip of his cock stay
directly on Castiel’s prostate. Castiel panted heavily, balling his fist
tightly and hit against the back of the couch as Dean’s knot swelled within
him. When his knot fully formed, Dean began to grind his hips in a slow,
circular motion. He slid his hands up along Castiel’s sides and reached around
to toy at his nipples, squeezing and rotating them between his fingers.
Castiel’s body began to rock with little tremors coursing through him as his
cock began to spurt little ropes of cum onto the cushion of the couch. His body
continued to tremble, his legs weakening from holding his position for so long.
His walls began to tighten around Dean’s knot, drawing out sharp hisses and
grunts from the Alpha until his insides were coated with Dean’s hot seed. Dean
groaned loudly as he continued to grind his hips against his mate’s, riding out
his orgasm until he leaned forward and placed his hand on the back of the couch
to steady himself. He began to nuzzle his nose against the back of Castiel’s
neck, taking in the pleased Omega scent.
Cautiously, Dean began to kneel on the couch behind his mate and guided him
into a lying down position. Soft purrs vibrated through Castiel and into Dean’s
chest, as they were flush together. Dean feathered his nails along Castiel’s
hip, over his thigh, and back up over his waist. After a moment, he noticed
that Castiel was asleep due to the soft snores coming from him. His lips curved
into a smile as he pressed his lips to Castiel’s hair and closed his eyes,
letting his own tiredness overtake him.
                                      ***
For the remainder of the morning and most of the afternoon, Dean and Castiel
spent most of their time tied together and sleeping after having sex three more
times. When Dean’s knot finally slipped free, he crawled from his mate’s grasp
and put on his shorts and draped the blanket over Castiel so that he would stay
warm. He then left out of the room, closing the door behind him and went into
the bathroom. Instead of showering, he just washed up and brushed his teeth
then went back into his bedroom. Dean made sure to stay quiet so that he
wouldn’t disturb Castiel. He went ahead and put on his pelts and animal fur
before leaving out of the room and out of the house. The first thing he noticed
was that the sun was setting, signaling that it was now some time in the
evening.
As he walked down the trail to the main campsite, he was met with the scent of
fresh cooked meat. At that moment, his stomach took it upon itself to start
growling. He hadn’t even realized how hungry he was. He hadn’t eaten anything
since the day before and breakfast hadn’t even occurred to him. The only thing
that had been on his mind was mating and knotting. Luckily those thoughts
cleared up before he actually went outside, especially if his scent was strong
enough to drive away Sam. Dean began to jog along the path, bypassing through
the people until he reached his brother sitting next to Madison.
When he inhaled deeply to catch his breath, he was able to smell the other
Omegas and their scents made his stomach churn. Before their scents were
somewhat pleasing but now they just seemed nauseating. Dean swung his leg over
the bench and rested his hands against the table, a devious smirk crossing his
lips. He was glad that Sam had finally decided to give Madison a chance. He’d
practically thrown his brother at her but the Alpha was somewhat shy until Dean
threatened to take her away from him.
Dean reached for a piece of deer meat and took a hearty bite, “What did I
miss?” He asked casually after swallowing his food, getting Sam’s attention.
Sam’s jaw twitched slightly when his brother spoke, “Shouldn’t you be inside?”
“I thought it was safe to come outside for a bit. Plus I’m hungry.” Dean waved
the piece of meat at his brother before taking another bite.
“You still stink.” Sam stated bluntly while leaning over the table to sniff at
his brother, “It’s not as bad as this morning though.”
A smile spread across Dean’s lips after finishing off his piece of meat, “I
guess that’s as good as I’m gonna get then, huh, Sammy?”
Sam rolled his eyes, a bothered sigh leaving his lips, “I guess so. You’re not
going to growl at me again, are you?”
Dean shook his head, “Nah, I’m good for the most part. Actually wanted to see
if you wanted to run for a little bit because I’m free for a couple hours
before I need to get back. He might be hungry when he wakes up.”
Sam perked up at the mention of running, “Yeah, uh, sure.” He twisted in his
seat so that he was able to speak to Madison in private. He then leaned to give
her a soft kiss on the lips before standing up.
“Ready?” Dean stood up as well and stepped over the bench seat.
                                      ***
Sam followed behind Dean as they walked through the path that led deeper into
the forest. They walked for five miles in silence until they reached the
familiar hidden alcove that was in the bottom of a hollowed tree trunk. Both
men began to undress and stored their clothes inside the alcove. Dean placed
the pile of leaves and sticks that were stacked next to the root of the tree
inside of the alcove to hide their clothes.
“Kitty cat scratched you up good, huh, Dean?” Sam chuckled, his eyebrow arched
in amusement.
“Shut up, Sam.” Dean huffed as he rolled his eyes. Dean tilted his head in
thought, “Hey, uh, Sam, have you ever– ever seen a Nekojin with cat ears and–
and a, uh, a tail?”
Sam’s eyebrows rose in surprise, “Those are the older generation ones. Haven’t
heard of or seen them in some years now.”
Dean gave a slight nod of his head and shook out his limbs to settle his
stomach. They then stepped away from each other, giving about five feet of
space before closing their eyes and letting their body go lax.
Dean’s body jerked and contorted in an abnormal angle as a startled huff pass
his lips. His arms began to tremble along with his legs as tremors began to
course up along his arms. His skin glistened with sweat as his green eyes began
to glow a pure, vivid green. Dean’s breathing became harsh pants that slowly
turned into growls as the air filled with the deafening sound of bones snapping
and the stretching of sinew and skin as it continued to keep up with the
transformation. His fingernails went from their translucent color to black
elongated claws. The skin that covered his bones was slowly consumed in thick
dark blond fur. As his bones continued to contort, his body began to stretch
until he reached a full height of 7’4. Even though they’d done this sort of
thing for over 700 years, the pain was still always unbearable.
Once they were fully transformed, they stared at each other for a moment. Dean
shook himself out and stared down at his claws as he flexed his fingers. His
ears wiggled through his fur as his tail swayed lazily behind him. It’d been a
while since he actually shifted. He hadn’t realized how much he actually missed
it until now. Every time they had the gathering, Sam would be the one walking
around the campsite. Sam stood next to Dean, towering over him by six inches.
With a small grunt, Dean took off sprinting through the trees with Sam trailing
close behind.
Whenever they were like this, they always enjoyed racing each other around the
clearing. They also took it upon themselves to hunt, making it easier for both
of them to catch twice the prey since the animals would be outmatched. As they
ran through the trees, they were able to place each scent that was in the
forest. Some miles away, they were able to smell elk, deer, and caribou. Dean
instantly set his course on tracking down the scent. The trees practically
blurred around him as he picked up speed, nearly leaving Sam behind. His
instincts began to take over, telling him that he needed to provide for his
mate. That’s what he wanted to do. He needed to hunt for Castiel.
I can smell food, Sam. I smell Caribou and Elk. Let’s go after those. Dean
spoke through their telepathic link.
Yeah, I smell it too. You get one and I’ll get one too so we’ll have food for
the week. Sam Answered back.
Since they didn’t have long, they continued to follow the scents until they
managed to find a small herd of Elk grazing near the riverbank. When the
animals scented Sam and Dean close by, they began to retreat, scattering in the
opposite direction. Sam veered off towards the right while Dean darted straight
ahead until he was able to aggressively tackle down a large buck. The animal
started grunting and thrashing in Dean’s grasp before going slump when Dean
sank his fangs into the buck’s neck and twisted his head, breaking the buck’s
neck.
Dean gave a primal snarl deep within his chest as he pulled back from the
buck’s carcass. He managed to stand up and stretched out. The scent of fresh
blood made him shiver in delight. It had been a while since either of them
hunted but it felt good to finally be back on the field. His tongue slid around
his muzzle, cleaning off the blood before picking up the carcass and hauled it
over his shoulder with ease. A mile away, he was able to hear Sam with his own
Elk. Dean continued to inhale the scent of the blood. It was beginning to mat
into his fur but he didn’t care. It was liberating to just run on pure instinct
and not have to worry about pretending to be a descendant.
Dean… Dean! Sam called out, trying to get his brother’s attention.
What is it, Sam? The voice in Dean’s head answered back grumpily.
Sam wandered back into the small glade with a buck on his shoulders, Shouldn’t
you catch some fish for your new kitty cat? Even through his muzzle, he was
able to manage a smirk.
Dean bristled at Sam’s words, huffed, and shook his head as he rolled his eyes.
Bite me, Sam. Dean snapped back before walking off into the direction they had
originally came from. As he walked away from his brother, he was still able to
hear him cackling in his head and the little huffs that came from his muzzle.
                                      ***
After what felt like days, Castiel rolled over onto his stomach and winced.
He’d forgotten about the pain that ached all over his body. When his vision
came into focus, he noticed that he was alone in the room. Dean’s scent was
faint which meant that he’d left some hours ago. His lips jutted out in a
childish pout as he glared at the empty space. Turning over once more, Castiel
got out of the bed carefully and stretched out, being cautious of the ache that
remained in his ass. He shivered when he felt something wet sliding between his
legs.
Sighing, Castiel padded through the hall and went into the bedroom he was
originally given so that he could fetch his backpack. He took out a pair of
dark blue sleeping shorts and a gray t-shirt. Castiel held up his bottle of
unscented soap, a frown forming on his lips as he glared at the bottle. Deep
down, he was regretting ever bringing the bottle now. It would come in handy
whenever he was alone in the forest but he wasn’t sure if Dean would even let
him wander by himself. Probably not. Castiel tossed the bottle back into his
backpack and tottered into the bathroom for a shower.
The shower was relaxing and refreshing against his hot skin. Castiel was glad
that the haze of his heat was sated for the time being but he knew that being
around Dean, it would only flare up again. Then again, his heat may just flare
up on its own to bring the Alpha back to him. After he was finished, he stepped
out of the shower and dried off. He then put on his clothes and tried to fix
his hair up a bit but it was no use. Giving up, he walked out of the bathroom
and toddled down the stairs. Each step was painful but he managed to make it
into the kitchen and opened the cooler. He pulled out a bottle of water,
twisted off the cap, and drank the water greedily. He hadn’t realized how
thirsty he was until now.
Once the first bottle of water was finished, he reached into the cooler and
pulled out another, draining it partially. He sighed contentedly and wandered
into the living room and sat on the couch. He winced at the motion and quickly
shifted so that he was lying on his side. Since there wasn’t a television in
the house, Castiel wasn’t sure what he was going to do to keep himself
entertained. He didn’t want to go to the campsite and meet the other people. He
just wasn’t in the mood for proper socialization. His instincts were telling
him to stay inside and rest until Dean came back so he’d have energy to mate
again.
As Castiel rested against the couch, he was beginning to wonder what his
parents were doing. He wondered if they sent anyone out looking for him or if
they even bothered to care that he was missing. They never liked the idea of
him being an Omega. He was the only male out of the litter to present as an
Omega. His brothers and sisters were Betas and Omegas. When his parents
discovered he was able to have children, they figured they would be able to
earn money by selling him to the highest bidder. He slowly slid his hand down
over his flat stomach and began tracing circles around his clothed bellybutton.
Castiel’s thoughts transitioned from his parents to the thought of having
children. He wondered if they would even be able to have children. Then again,
he wasn’t even sure if mixing of their species was even possible. He wasn’t
even sure what type of descendant Dean was. He couldn’t pinpoint his scent like
he could with everyone else. It was like there wasn’t a distinctive tell that
told him what type of descendant that Dean was. That part of Dean was literally
dormant. Either that or he just couldn’t recognize what he was.
While his mind continued to race with thoughts of Dean, he was soon asleep,
snoring softly against the couch.
                                      ***
“Dean, all I’m saying is we could have side dishes like salad or something. I
could look for fresh berries or we could even go into town.” Sam said
conversationally, “I could even look for some black walnuts or something.”
Dean cut off a slice of meat from the Elk carcass, placed the slice into his
bowl, then held the bloody knife in Sam’s face, “We’re not getting rabbit food,
Sam. End of discussion.”
Sam’s jaws twitched slightly, “I forget how bossy you can be sometimes.” He
muttered, mostly to himself.
Throwing his head back, Dean let out a frustrated sigh and placed the blade
onto their workbench. “If I let you go get some damn fruit or whatever, would
you quit your bitchin’?”
“Yeah, so is that a yes?” Sam kept a neutral expression as he stared at Dean.
“Yeah, but don’t go into town. Stay close where I can sense you. I can’t afford
to lose you, Sam.” Dean reached for his blade again and began skinning parts of
the carcass.
Sam let out a humorless laugh, “Dude, I’m over 700 years old. You can’t keep
treating me like I’m a child.”
“I’m still your big brother. As long as I’m alive, I’m going to protect you, no
matter how old you get. Listen to me when I say don’t go into town. We don’t
know if there’s hunters out there or what.” Dean leaned back and placed the
blade back on the workbench, “I think I’m gonna go check on Cas.” He swung his
legs around the bench then stopped short when the door opened.
“Dean!” Cassie threw her arms around Dean’s neck and pulled him close so that
she was able to press her lips to his.
The Alpha tensed, his eyes flashing their vibrant green before going back to
normal. His instincts began to snap at him, telling him to push her away, make
her leave, and to never see her again. He reached up and unlaced her fingers
from behind his head then pulled away. When Cassie took a step back with a look
of confusion on her face, Dean reached up to wipe at his mouth with the back of
his hand, smearing some of the fresh blood across his cheek.
“What’s the matter, baby?” Cassie asked, her eyes darting between Sam and Dean.
“Did I do something wrong?” She then placed her hand upon her hip and frowned,
“I haven’t seen you all day and now you push me away. What’s up with you?”
Dean pressed his lips together for a moment, trying to process his thoughts
before he even spoke. “I gotta be honest here and– and say, we can’t be
together.” Even though he was trying to sound apologetic, his tone came out
calm and unemotional.
A look of shock flashed across Cassie’s features as she gaped at Dean with
round eyes, “You– You’re breaking up with me?” She scoffed, her head jerking
back slightly, “You can’t be serious, Dean. You promised we’d be together.” Her
tone was a mixture of incredulity and bitterness as she balled up her fist and
punched Dean in the shoulder. “You promised that you would mate me, Dean.”
The Alpha clenched his jaws slightly as he took a step back from the Omega. Her
Rosemary and Lavender scent causing his stomach to churn in disgust, “I
promised you a place to stay and good sex. That’s all I promised.”
Sam turned around in his seat when he felt a sharp pulse within his chest.
Dean’s fists were trembling at his sides as he tried to keep a calm demeanor.
“So you’re saying I mean nothing to you? After two years together, you want to
break up with me? How could you do thi–” Cassie took a breath through her nose
to calm her nerved but instead she ended up bristling at Dean’s scent.
Dean gritted his teeth together, “You mean less than nothing to me.” A wolfish
growl rumbled within Dean’s chest as he glared at her, his lip twitching
slightly.
“Dean.” Sam’s voice echoed within his ears. He could hear the warning in the
tone but he couldn’t be bothered enough to pay attention.
Cassie took a step back, her nose wrinkling as she frowned, “Yo– You’re mated.”
She placed her hand against her chest as she took a deep breath, “How could you
do this to me.”
“I think you should go.” Sam warned from behind Dean when his brother’s growls
started to sound more primal and threatening.
Cassie let out a frustrated growl of her own as she turned and walked out of
the small hut, leaving the two Alphas behind. Dean glared at the Omega as she
turned and walked out of the hut, slamming the door behind her. He tensed at
the feel of his brother’s hand touching his back. Even though he knew the
gesture was for comfort, Dean couldn’t help but recoil away from it. Of course
Sam wouldn’t take offense because he knew that his brother was livid. When Sam
placed his hand on Dean’s shoulder, the Alpha didn’t pull away. Instead, he was
pushed to sit back on the bench with Sam hovering over him with his concerned
Alpha scent.
“Maybe you should go back home and be with Castiel. Let his scent calm you
down. We can’t have you shift in front of these people. We’re trying to keep a
low profile, remember?” Sam rubbed his hands along Dean’s shoulders in a
soothing manner. “You smell like you’re about to shift. Go back, okay? I’ll
finish cleaning the meat.”
Clenching his jaws, Dean gave a curt nod and stood up, brushing past Sam so
that he could leave out of the hut. His nose wrinkled at the fresh scent of
pissed off Omega. Dean sprinted off in the direction of his cabin. He was able
to hear the other people on the campsite call after him, trying to get his
attention to sit down and join them. But that’s not what he needed. He didn’t
want to sit around the bonfire nor did he want to be around anyone but Castiel
at the moment.
The trees around him went by in a blur as Dean continued to sprint up the hill
until the cabins came into view. He stomped up the stairs and opened the door
to his cabin. The scent of sleepy Omega instantly calmed his Alpha. Castiel was
curled up on the couch asleep. Dean gently closed the door behind him, being
careful enough not to make too much noise to disturb his mate. However, Castiel
stretched out on the couch, little grunts leaving him as his eyes opened and
spotted Dean. A sleepy smile spread across his face. His Omega was happy to see
that Dean made it back safely.
“You came back.” Castiel mumbled softly while extending a hand out towards
Dean. His nose wrinkled when he was able to catch the scent coming from Dean.
“You smell funny.”
Dean closed the distance between them and took Castiel’s hand in his own. He
laced their fingers together as a frown spread on his lips, “Yeah, I know. I
had a little complication earlier today. Sam sent me home.”
Castiel pulled himself onto his knees so that he was able to wrap his arms
around Dean’s neck and began to rub his cheek against the top of Dean’s head
when the scent of another Omega caught his attention “Want to talk about it?”
Sighing, Dean leaned back against Castiel’s chest as his eyes closed, “Well, I
had a little spat with– with … fuck.” Dean rubbed the back of his knuckle
against his cheek, “Before you, I was with an Omega and we were sort of seeing
each other off and on for two years.” His lips pressed together for a moment,
“She came into the hut where Sam and I were cutting up meat after a hunt and
she came in and kissed me. I pulled her off me, I swear. And, well, I broke it
off with her, Cas.”
The Omega’s grip on Dean’s hand tightened, “You broke up with her?” Jealousy
surged through him at the thought of another Omega kissing Dean.
“Of course. You’re my one and only.” Dean answered honestly, “You don’t have to
worry about me, okay?” He settled back against the couch when Castiel moved to
climb in his lap and straddle him.
“Promise?” His blue eyes gazed into Dean’s, trying to gauge his answer.
The Alpha nodded, “I promise.” He feathered his hands along Castiel’s waist,
tracing the curve of his hips with each stroke. “Hungry? I know I could eat
actually.” He patted his hand against Castiel’s thigh.
                                      ***
The aroma of roasted meat caused Castiel’s mouth to water. As they made it to
the campsite, Castiel was able to see everyone sitting around the bonfire like
they did the night before. He had remembered before heading outside to hide his
ears and tail so that he wouldn’t be able to draw attention to himself. He was
glad that there wasn’t any music because he didn’t want to experience the wolf
again. He didn’t even want to sit near anyone other than Dean. His Alpha led
him over to a secluded area where he noticed Sam and the dark haired woman were
sitting. Castiel was happy that they were alone.
They sat down simultaneously across from Sam and the dark haired woman. When he
was close enough, Castiel was able to smell the concerned Alpha coming from Sam
when he noticed his brother. Sam’s gaze then switched to Castiel, giving the
Omega a bright smile that Castiel wasn’t even aware he was capable of doing.
Next to him, he was able to hear Dean chuckle as a plate of meat was slid over
to him. His stomach grumbled angrily when the aroma wafted into his nose. So,
he reached for a piece of meat and tasted it. A soft moan of delight left him
as he ate and chewed until the meat was gone and then grabbed another piece.
“Castiel.” Sam acknowledged, “I wanted to welcome you to our family. You’re
officially a Winchester.”
It was odd seeing Sam in such a good mood and welcoming him into their family.
The first impression he had of the Alpha was that he was frightening. But
watching Sam now reminded him of looking at an overgrown puppy. He then began
to wonder if a lot of them were related or if it were just Sam and Dean. The
two Alphas had a very distinct scent that stood out most amongst the tribe or
whatever they considered themselves. He wasn’t sure but he knew that he was now
a part of it. He knew that he wouldn't be leaving because he was now mated and
he couldn’t leave Dean’s side even if he wanted to. His Omega was surprisingly
okay with that and so was he.
He gave a subtle shake of his head, gave a timid smile to the Alpha, and
glanced between Sam and Dean before speaking. “Thank you, Sam. I appreciate
your hospitality.”
Sam smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners, “I also wanted to apologize for
my behavior yesterday. We don’t usually like strangers around here because,” He
gestured to the people that were walking and sitting around the bonfire, “We
like to keep everyone safe. So we try to keep newcomers or potential threats
away.”
Castiel understood perfectly well what they wanted to do. He understood that
they wanted to stay hidden from humans, which is why they were skeptical about
bringing him to their campsite. Then again, that doesn’t explain why Dean had
let him follow in the first place. “Thank you, again. I won’t impose a threat,
I promise.”
“Oh, no, I understand that now.” Sam gestured between Castiel and Dean, “I
mean, I don’t see you as a threat now because you’re … mated to my brother.”
“Sam, I don’t think the rest of the campsite heard you.” Dean quipped while
reaching for a piece of roasted meat. “This tastes delicious, Sam, what’d you
do?” He asked after tearing off a bite of food.
“Madison and I went and found some herbs to season the meat with.” Sam gave a
proud smile as he wrapped an arm around the woman. He then turned towards
Castiel, giving the Omega a curious look, “I haven’t seen anyone with that kind
of appetite since Dean.”
Castiel tensed as his cheeks blossomed a bright pink, “I haven’t eaten since
last night.” He answered. He lowered his head so that the others couldn’t
witness his blush.
Dean slid his arm around Castiel’s waist and pulled him flush against his side,
“Let him eat in peace, Sam. He’s had a busy morning… And afternoon.”
Heat rose on the back of Castiel’s neck as he listened to Dean’s words. The
idea of smacking Dean with his tail flashed through his mind but he knew better
than to expose himself. His mother always told him to never expose himself to
anyone but his mate or family. When Dean’s fingers started to drum against his
hip, he leaned into his mate’s side and inhaled his scent. His body instantly
relaxed as the Sandalwood filled his lungs. He nuzzled his cheek against Dean’s
shoulder, a soft whine leaving his lips to get his attention.
Even though they hadn’t been out for too long, Castiel was beyond tired and
wanted to go back just so that he could sleep. He wanted to sleep cuddled in
Dean’s grasp and listen to the steady beat of his heart. That was always an
issue during his heats. He wanted nothing more than to just sleep and be
knotted. Another thing he knew was that tomorrow was going to be worse,
especially since he and Dean triggered each other’s instincts to mate. Castiel
listened to Dean bid Madison and Sam a goodnight and they both headed back to
the cabin.
While Castiel went inside the bedroom and crawled onto the bed, Dean took a
shower to wash away the remaining scents of furious Alpha and the remains of
Cassie’s Rosemary and Lavender. He didn’t want those kinds of scents lingering
on him while he was with Castiel. If anything, he wanted to forget that part of
the day even happened and just focus on his hunt with Sam and his awesome
morning with Castiel. When he was finished, he stepped out of the shower and
walked down to the bedroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist. Castiel
was already sprawled out on his side of the bed with nose buried in Dean’s
pillow.
After a few gentle nudges and soft grunts, Dean gave up trying to move Castiel
over so that he was able to lie down beside him and just lied down halfway on
top of him. Castiel let out a frustrated grunt as he rolled over partially,
trying to squirm from beneath Dean’s heavy weight. His tail slid from beneath
his shirt and thumped against Dean’s back in annoyance. As he continued to
struggle, Dean’s heat began to seep into his bones, making his body pliant and
relaxed until he slumped against the bed with a soft sigh. Dean’s scent swirled
around his senses as he instantly fell asleep shortly after.
Chapter End Notes
     Thank you guys so much for reading!
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     Enjoyed the next chapter to this story.
     Also, I have a different view on Werewolves and Lycanthropes.
     As I've said, they're two different creatures. As the story
     progresses,
     I'll be able to elaborate on both Nekojin and Lycanthropes. So if I
     don't do anything "traditional" like other's have done, I apologize.
     I used to Rp Lycanthropes and I've studied them as a separate species
     than werewolves.
***** Full Moon Rising *****
Chapter Notes
     *** Warning ***
     There is violence in this chapter. And death so be warned!


     It's finally here! This chapter took me a while to write because I
     wanted
     to make sure I got everything right. I honestly hope you guys don't
     mind
     but it is a little longer than the other two chapters! A few of them
     may be
     longer when certain events start to unravel in the future!
     *Edit*
     I realized a mistake! I changed Castiel's scent from Jasmine to
     Lavender but
     I went back and fixed it.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
It was a pleasant sleep. Dean was blanketed over Castiel and he was able to
feel the purrs that came from his mate. The warmth he felt didn’t quite match
his own, but Dean loved every moment of it. Waking up to the scent of Ylang
Ylang was something he was beginning to adore but that scent was faint. The
only thing he was able to smell was Jasmine and vanilla. The smell of aroused
Omega was finally able to break through his own haze of sleep as something wet
coated his thighs. The sensation of nails digging into his chest was enough to
cause his eyes to open as a hiss passed through his teeth. Dean was greeted
with the sight of Castiel circling his hips against his.
The Omega’s eyes were closed as he focused on rotating his hips in a way that
would bring Dean’s cock against his prostate. There were a few instances where
he’d succeeded but it was soon taken away when he adjusted his hips or began to
bounce up and down along the shaft to bring the sensation back. His nails
pointed into sharp claws against Dean’s chest as he pressed against his mate to
keep his balance. Castiel began to give little breathy moans with each gyration
of his hips as he leaned forward to place a tender kiss to Dean’s lips and then
rose so that he was sitting again.
“About time you woke up.” Castiel huffed softly as he splayed his fingers over
Dean’s chest, covering his nipples which caused the Alpha to shiver, “I thought
I was going to have to do this by myself.”
Dean grunted softly as he reached up to trace the knuckle of his index finger
along the rosiness of Castiel’s cheek. Castiel was utterly beautiful, even in
the morning glow of the sun. Even with his hair sticking up in such disarray,
Dean couldn’t help but to be smitten. Dean slid his hand from Castiel’s cheek
to rest against his Omega’s neck and pulled him down for a tender kiss. It was
an odd gesture. It was something he’d never done before. Not even with his ex-
girlfriend. Neither of them had bothered to brush their teeth but the only
thing he was able to taste was Jasmine and his own precum. That alone caused a
cheeky smile to pull at his lips when Castiel pulled away.
“This has to be the best way to be woken up to.” Dean mumbled while resting his
hands against Castiel’s hips and met each of Castiel’s moves with an upward
thrust of his own hips.
Castiel smiled before leaning down to kiss over the mark he’d left on Dean’s
collarbone, “I wanted to get your attention but you growled at me the first
time I tried. You’re a really heavy sleeper.”
Dean chuckled softly and gave an apologetic smile in return before sitting up
enough to roll them over. “Is this what you want, kitten?” He teased, giving a
full body roll before burying his cock to the hilt inside of his mate.
The Omega nodded, his lips curving into a coy smile, “Yes, my Alpha.”
Castiel mewled happily as his legs latched around Dean’s waist and his arms
around Dean’s neck. A startled gasp left his lips when he felt the change in
angle as Dean took over from where he’d left off. His lashes fluttered against
his rosy cheeks at the stimulation against his prostate. Castiel arched off of
the bed in an effort to match Dean’s new pace. Castiel bucked his hips in an
effort to meet Dean's thrusts and to get friction against his cock. The Alpha
circled his hips slightly as he leaned down to press open-mouthed kisses
against Castiel’s neck, drawing out breathy moans from his mate.
Castiel drug his nails along Dean’s back as he used his legs to urge Dean to go
faster. Dean groaned low in his throat at the feel of Castiel’s muscles
contracting around his shaft with each roll of his hips. Dean began to thrust
his hips faster so that Castiel was rocking beneath him. The only sounds he was
able to hear was the squelching of his cock entering Castiel’s walls and the
pants that came from his mate’s parted lips. Dean leaned down again so that he
was able to place delicate kisses along Castiel’s jaw when his Omega tilted his
head back into the pillow.
Dean groaned softly as he leaned down to capture Castiel’s lips, invoking him
into a passionate kiss. A soft growl left his throat as his thrusts increased,
causing Castiel to whine softly at the pressure against his prostate. Castiel’s
walls began to constrict in an effort to keep Dean from pulling out of him.
Dean’s cock throbbed slightly as his knot began to form at the base of his
shaft. Slowly, he pulled out, only to thrust in quickly, allowing only half of
his length to enter is mate’s walls before thrusting harder, ramming the tip of
his cock against Castiel’s prostate repeatedly.
“Fuck, baby, you feel so amazing.” Dean whispered as he brushed his lips
against Castiel’s jaw.
The Omega whimpered softly, his fingers pulling harshly at Dean’s hair. “I’m so
close, Dean. I’m gonna cu- cum.”
“That’s it, baby. Cum for me.” Dean whispered, ghosting his lips along
Castiel’s cheek.
Dean lifted up just enough to reach between to so that he was able to grab hold
of Castiel's cock and began to stroke along the shaft. He rubbed his thumb
along the underside and through the beads of pre-cum then used it to stroke his
mate's cock faster. Castiel panted softly as he brought his hips up to match
Dean’s rough pace and to thrust into Dean's hand. His body felt hot and he
wasn’t even sure if it was from his heat or from Dean’s body temperature. In
the pit of his stomach he was able to feel the intense tingling that signaled
that his orgasm was near. His nails dragged over Dean’s back and against his
sides, leaving bright red welts. His legs began to quake as he tried to hold
off his orgasm. A sharp gasp left his lips when he felt Dean bite at his neck
as a deep growl rumbled through his chest. When Dean applied slight pressure to
his neck, Castiel’s body began to shudder as spurts of cum between them and
coated his stomach and Dean’s chest.
The Alpha’s cock pulsed as his knot swelled fully, making it harder for him to
chase after his own orgasm. When Castiel’s muscles constricted around his knot,
a low growl emitted within his throat as his own hot seed painted Castiel’s his
walls. He continued to give shallow thrusts as he rode out his own orgasm. Dean
panted softly as he lifted up partially to see if Castiel was okay. The Omega
stared up at Dean in a daze as his eyes were glossed over. Dean inhaled slowly,
taking in the scent of pleased Omega and lowered himself so that he was able to
bury his face into the crook of Castiel’s neck. He was then met with soft
purring that vibrated through his chest as he continued to lie on top of
Castiel until they both fell asleep.
During the times that Castiel would wake up again, he would push his hips back,
causing a soft moan to leave his lips and his muscles to constrict against the
deflating knot. Each clench of his muscles caused Dean's knot to swell again
and another gush of hot cum would fill him, making him feel fuller than he
thought was possible. Each time his prostate was hit with a spurt of Dean's
seed, his own body would tremble with a small orgasm of his own that painted
the sheets and his stomach. When his heat finally settled, he managed to fall
asleep listening to the rumbling snores that came from his Alpha.
                                      ***
After a couple of hours had passed, Dean was up and out of the door after
having a quick shower. Sometime while he was asleep, he was able to feel Sam
calling for him but he was still tied to Castiel when that happened. Luckily
for him, it was still early in the afternoon when he’d woken up and walked
outside until he reached the campsite clearing. Sam was walking around talking
with different people. Since Dean wasn’t always good at talking with people
that lived in the campsite, he’d left that task to Sam because he knew that
he’d be able to do a better job at it. When Sam spotted Dean walking along the
path, he waved Dean over and excused himself from a blonde haired woman he
could barely remember the name of – possibly Bela or something like that.
Dean followed Sam when he beckoned for him and they walked into the trees so
they could have a bit of privacy. They were still able to monitor everyone but
they wouldn’t be able to hear what was being said. They stood silently for a
moment, glancing between each person as they cleaned up from last night’s
bonfire. When Sam continued to stare at Dean like he was some sort of specimen,
Dean took a step back and frowned, crossing his arms over his chest. It was
beginning to make him feel uncomfortable.
“You smell better.” Sam finally broke the silence with a cheeky grin.
Dean’s eyebrows knitted together before squinting his eyes at his brother, “I
showered.” He answered in a sarcastic tone, “What is it? Why are we over here?”
Sam tilted his head curiously before nodding, “Ah, right. Okay, so get this,
Dean." He paused for dramatic effect, "We gotta go into town.” His lips curved
into a smirk when he noticed the horror on his brother’s face.
“Oh you have got to be kidding me.” Dean answered back in a mixture of
disbelief and exasperation.
Sam’s smirk grew wider as he gave a nod of confirmation, “Nope, I’m not kidding
you, Dean. We’re running low on supplies and the Omegas need more suppressants.
We also need new material so we can make new clothes. Plus I can find some new
stuff to barbecue so we’re not just eating deer and elk.”
Sighing, Dean ran a hand up through his hair and shifted his stance so that he
was slouching, “All right, we’ll, uh, we’ll leave in an hour. It’s a day’s
walk, right?” He honestly hated going into town, which was why he always sent
others in their place. “Why don’t we send someone else?”
The smile on Sam’s face finally faded into a grimace, “Aw come on, man. We
haven’t been to town in so long. I figured it would be fun. We could see the
new changes that’s been made. I've heard about some of these foods I wanted to
look into.”
“I’d like to go into town.” The words came from behind Dean, startling both him
and Sam.
Dean whipped around, spotting Castiel as he walked closer to be next to his
Alpha. “I thought you were sleeping.” He wrapped his arm around Castiel’s
shoulders when he was close enough. He then pressed his lips against his mate’s
head but his eyes remained on Sam. Dean’s jaw clenched when he took a subtle
whiff of Castiel’s hair.
Castiel slid his arm around Dean’s waist, “I was but then I rolled over and you
were gone. I wanted cuddles.” He answered while rubbing his cheek against
Dean’s chest.
“You showered before coming out here?” The Alpha questioned, his eyebrows
knitting together.
Castiel nodded slowly as his eyes closed, “Yeah, I had to if I wanted to be
clean after this morning.” He mumbled the last part of his words against the
fur of Dean’s pelt.
A look of bewilderment masked Dean’s features as he glanced back at Sam. Dean
was surprised to see a look of confusion on his brother’s face. He gave another
subtle sniff at Castiel’s hair then lowered his head so that he was able to
scent at Castiel’s neck. His fingers gripped tightly against his mate’s hip
before letting go and walked over to Sam so that he was able to pull him a
little ways away so that Castiel couldn’t hear him speak. When he heard the
soft whimper from behind him, he turned and held up one finger, mouthing the
words one moment, please, then turned around to face Sam.
“What?” Sam whispered low enough for only Dean to hear. He then leaned closer,
placing his hand on Dean’s shoulder to get his attention.
“Cas.” Dean whispered back, “He … I …” The skin on his forehead wrinkled as his
eyebrows knitted together in perplexity, “Did you not smell him? I thought you
said he couldn’t, y’know, get pregnant.”
Sam straightened up and glanced over Dean’s shoulder so that he was able to get
a look at Castiel, “That’s not- I mean, he shouldn’t be able to. He’s male and
a cat.”
Panic masked Dean’s features as he stared up at Sam, “What do I do? I dunno
what to do. Sam, tell me what to do. I’ve never been in this sort of situation
before.” His words came out rapidly as his hands began to shake as if Dean were
going to go into shock.
“Just breathe. Breathe in, hold it and then blow out slowly.” Sam instructed
when Dean began to ramble in hyperventilation. “Okay, you gotta calm down
before you have a panic attack. I don’t think you freaking out is going to be
good for him or the little pup or … kitty if he is pregnant.” He placed both of
his hands on Dean’s shoulders to hold him steady, “I don’t think he knows yet,
so are you gonna tell him?”
Dean filled his lungs with air and held it until his heart stopped racing and
his pulse was no longer echoing in his ears. He then blew out slowly through
his mouth before speaking. “I don’t know the first thing about being a dad.
What if I screw up, Sam?”
A frown pulled at the corner of Sam’s lips as he glared at Dean with narrowed
eyes, “You raised me, idiot. I think you did a pretty good job there. And
you’re going to do a damn good job at raising this new member of the family.
You might also want to consider buying a house in a town instead of raising the
pup out here.” Sam rubbed his hands along Dean’s shoulders in an effort to
soothe his brother’s anxiety. “So, are you gonna tell him?”
“Yeah, yeah, you’re right. Okay. I gotta think about this. You know I hate
being in town. I'll figure something out.” Dean closed his eyes for a brief
moment before shaking his head, “No, not yet. I think I want to be sure before
springing that kind of information on him.”
Sam’s frown reappeared with a deadpan expression settling on his face, “I’m
sure he’ll notice when he doesn’t go into heat again.” He pointed out before
shoving lightly at Dean’s shoulder, “Don’t be such a coward.”
“Are we still going into town?” Castiel asked from behind them. He hadn’t moved
but he was sure that they could still hear him.
Dean turned around and crossed the distance, leaving Sam behind. “Actually, I’d
like for you to stay here. Sam and I will go into town and get what we need. If
you want anything, tell me now so I can bring it back.”
The Omega folded his arms against his chest and frowned as he glared at Dean
with less intensity that Sam had done a few moments ago. Even if it was in
defiance, Dean, however, found it adorable and cupped his cheeks so that he was
able to place a delicate kiss to his mate’s lips. Castiel immediately melted
into the kiss, his eyelashes fluttering against his cheek as he grasped onto
Dean’s pelt. Before Dean and Sam took off, he made sure to tell them what he’d
wanted. He figured since Sam was more of a book expert than Dean, he told the
Alpha to bring him a few books that would help keep him occupied when he was in
the cabin.
                                      ***
Since Sam and Dean had been gone for nearly six hours, Castiel wasn’t sure
where to begin or what there was to even do other than to get to know everyone.
He wasn’t always up for meeting new people. That was his sisters and brothers
area of expertise. They were always more charismatic than he was, which was why
they were able to find their own mates and make large groups of friends. He
sighed as he walked along the trail until he was able to spot a specific
brunette that he knew was Madison. Maybe he could talk to her and get to know
her since she was dating Sam. They didn’t smell mated. When he first met Sam,
he distinctly remembered smelling the Unmated Alpha scent on the younger
brother.
If he were able to get to know Madison, she’d be the first official friend he’d
made since arriving at the campsite. As Castiel made his way over, he was able
to see a dark skinned woman with curly hair make her way over to sit next to
Madison. He recognized her from the gathering they had a few nights ago even
though he didn’t get to see her face. Castiel then hesitated a few feet away
from the table when he noticed the unwelcoming glances both women kept giving
him each time they would look up at him after whispering to each other. Maybe
this isn’t such a good idea. You mean like mating with an Alpha you know
nothing about? I don’t regret that actually.
“You’re the new guy, right?” The curly haired woman asked in a cheery yet
sarcastic tone. Her lips puckered in a manner that made Castiel feel
apprehensive.
He simply nodded as he began to twiddle his fingers together nervously.
The woman’s face scrunched up into that equivalent to a sneer, “You’re the one
that’s staying with Dean. You must be his new plaything.”
The fur on Castiel’s ears bristled even though they were buried within the
tufts of his hair. He was not Dean’s new play toy. He wasn’t anyone’s plaything
for that matter. Mate or not. “I’m sorry, and who are you?” He kept his tone
calm even though he wanted to claw open her throat.
“I’m Cassie. Dean’s … girlfriend.” Her lips curved into a smirk as her eyes
narrowed just slightly, daring him to challenge her.
Castiel took a deep breath through his nose to calm himself. This wasn’t the
sort of confrontation he wanted to have. He trusted Dean when he told him that
they’d broken up. “Castiel. Dean’s mate.” He challenged back, giving a smirk of
his own before turning around and headed along the trail that led to the two
cabins.
The Omega didn’t want to stand around and listen to the two women whisper and
gossip about him. He knew what kinds of names they were calling him or at least
he could have guessed. So much for making friends. He didn’t need friends like
that if that’s how they were going to be. We should have just kept going and
made it to another town. Maybe we could still do that and bring Dean with us.
Castiel frowned at the thought of asking Dean to leave a place he considered
his home. He didn’t even like the idea of asking Dean to leave his friends just
to be with him. What kind of mate would that make him? His mother always told
him to do what was best for his Alpha. If his Alpha wanted to stay around his
ex-girlfriend and other people who would probably look down on Castiel, then he
would have to endure it.
After walking a mile and a half, Castiel was able to smell Rosemary and
Lavender coming from behind him. He huffed out in mild annoyance as he picked
up his speed and covered the distance to the front door in nearly a few
minutes. He closed the door behind him and walked into the kitchen and rested
his hands against he counter as his head hung low in minor panic. When the
front door opened, he was able to get a full whiff of angry Omega. He was also
able to smell the jealousy coming from behind him. It was a shame that Dean
didn’t keep knives in his cabin. It would have been nice to have something to
protect himself with.
Castiel flinched internally at the click of the door once it was latched shut.
The soft sounds of feet walking across the floor caught his attention as they
drew near. Part of him was afraid because he wasn’t sure what to do in a
situation like this. He’d spent most of his time sheltered and homeschooled so
he didn’t exactly know how to fight. The other part of him was afraid that he
was going to die because he was positive no one else in the campsite would even
bother to tell Sam or Dean what happened. But then again, he didn’t know how
the hierarchy worked here. His fingers gripped tightly at the counter as he
gathered enough nerve to turn around to glare at the woman that was invading
what he considered his home.
“I want you to leave here. You don’t belong.” Cassie’s voice was clipped and
filled with anger. “Dean is mine.”
Castiel’s jaw clenched as he stiffened against the counter. His fingers curled
into fists at his sides as he stared at her with heated intensity. “Dean is not
yours!” He seethed. His fingers flexed into fists again as he was able to feel
the blood boil beneath his skin. “You’re just covetous because he mated me
instead of you.”
A threatening growl rumbled within Cassie’s chest as she stalked closer and
grasped hold of Castiel’s neck, her fingers squeezing tightly enough to leave
bruises. “He was mine first before you came here and fucked it up. He was
supposed to mate me. Not you!” She gritted out. “You leave now and I won’t kill
you.”
Castiel’s nose scrunched up at the flared scent of furious Omega as it swirled
indignantly around him. “If you kill me, you and I both know that Dean would
never go back to being with you. He’d find out who done it and probably go
after you.” His voice was measured and calculated as he glared at her with as
much animosity as he could muster.
“Oh please! You think Cole is going to say anything? Give him a willing Omega
to bury his knot in and he won’t say a thing. I doubt Dean would even care if
you were gone. Why would he when he has someone like me who can give him what
he needs? Like a pup!” Cassie snapped, her fingers squeezing against the
pressure points of Castiel’s neck until she was struck across the face with
Castiel’s claws, causing her to yelp out in agony.
When Castiel was free, he rushed past the Omega and headed for the front door.
He could hear the whimpers coming from her as she held the side of her face
with both hands to stop the bleeding. Without a second glance, he ran out of
the house and darted down the stairs. Instead of going back to the campsite,
Castiel ran through the two cabins and sprinted for the forest. He hoped that
the blanket of darkness would cloak him enough so that Cassie wouldn’t be able
to see if she decided to follow. Each step he made caused his blood to pulsate
in his ears. Honestly, he didn’t even know why he was running. He knew he could
have stayed and fought her if that’s what it would have come down to. But,
Castiel was running on instincts and they were telling him to get to safety.
In the back of Castiel’s mind, he still had the feeling of being chased. Silly
as it may be, he felt like a cat that was being chased up a tree by a rabid
dog. So, he continued to run as far as his legs would carry him. He wasn’t even
sure how far he had ran but he knew that he was no longer able to smell Dean’s
scent. A soft whimper left the Omega at the revelation that he wouldn’t be able
to wake up with Dean’s scent surrounding him to make him feel protected. He
wouldn’t even have Dean’s warmth to blanket over him when the Alpha would lie
on top of him to sleep. Castiel’s ears pressed against his scalp as he glanced
around the darkness of the forest. He wasn’t even familiar with the area and
yet he was away from safety because of some psychotic wolf descendant who had
an obsession with his mate.
When he felt somewhat safe enough, Castiel sprang up into a large Chestnut Oak
tree and curled up close against the trunk of the tree. There was no telling
how long Sam and Dean would be gone but he knew that once he was positive they
were back, he’d return to explain everything to Dean. He owed him that much at
least. He sighed softly as he stared out into the vast darkness of Deadman’s
Hollow. As the wind began to pick up, Castiel began regretting not at least
packing a blanket with him to keep warm for the night and to have Dean's scent
to make him feel safe. He huddled his legs closer to his chest and tried to
fall asleep while ignoring the faint chattering of his teeth.
                                      ***
Throughout the night, Castiel stayed nestled together until he was able to stay
warm just long enough to get what was considered a few catnaps in. When his
eyes fluttered open again, he was able to see that it was now light out. He
wasn’t sure what time it was but he figured it was sometime in the morning.
Castiel sat up and began to stretch out his spine when he heard rustling
beneath him. His heart began to pound against his ribcage as he thought of the
possibility of Cassie following him just to keep on her word about killing him.
Cautiously, he scented the air but he wasn’t able to smell the Rosemary and
lavender that was associated with her. Instead, he caught a whiff of something
completely different. The scent was strong enough to make his nose crinkle in
disgust when the musky scent made its way into his nostrils. He was also able
to detect the scent of Unmated Omega through the pungent odor that was coming
from her.
Castiel rolled onto his stomach and chanced a peek below the tree where the
scent was coming from. At the bottom, he was able to see long chestnut hair
that curled around slender shoulders. A white dress was sprawled out around her
as she twirled a leaf between ruby red fingernails. After a moment, she tilted
her head back and glanced up, making eye contact with Castiel. The Nekojin
swallowed as he stared back at her. The smile that spread across her face was
nothing but warm and friendly as she kept the leaf spinning between her
fingers.
“Are you ever going to come down?” She questioned, her smile growing wider
until the apples of her cheeks caused her eyes to crinkle at the corners. She
was very beautiful.
The Omega continued to observe the woman for a moment longer before deciding
she wasn’t a hostile threat. She didn’t smell intimidating. The pungent stench
was replaced with brown sugar, ginger, and lilac. Her scent was calm, just like
the way she seemed to carry herself. Carefully, Castiel began to climb down the
trunk of the large Oak and landed on the balls of his feet after jumping the
rest of the short distance. Instead of sitting, Castiel leaned against the
trunk and kept his gaze on her. Even though she seemed friendly, he couldn’t be
sure that she wouldn’t turn on him as soon as his guard was down.
“I’m Sarah.” She greeted in a cheery tone. Her smile returned, showing a
perfect row of white teeth.
Castiel pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and began to nibble at it
nervously. “Castiel.” He slowly slid until he was seated when she patted the
space next to her. “Am I in your territory or something? I can leave. It’s no
trouble at all.”
Sarah shook her head, causing her curtains of chestnut hair to ripple. “No,
you’re not in my territory. Although, I do have a little cottage that I found
that is a few miles from here. You’re welcomed to stay with me for a little
while.”
“I’m waiting for my mate to return.” Castiel proclaimed defensively.
With a tilt of her head, Sarah shrugged nonchalantly, “Okay... Well, you can
wait for them in the cottage. It has a fireplace and you can stay warm for the
night.” She rose to her feet and dusted off her dress, “Besides, if you stay
out here again, you’re either going to get pneumonia or hunters will find you.”
“Why would you want to help me?” Castiel questioned with a firm gaze on the
woman. When she stood, he rose to his feet as well and took a step away from
her.
“We’re kindred spirits.” She answered in a singsong tone of voice. “We’re the
same. And I figure we have to look out for one another because we are so
scarce. Our kind anyways.” Sarah hesitated, giving a long pause before lifting
a pair of dark brown ears with white tips from hair.
Castiel gasped in astonishment when she lifted her ears. He had expected a lot
of things in life but so far these last few days were filled with surprises. He
hadn’t expected to meet his true mate and lose his virginity in the same night
and he hadn’t counted on meeting with a Kitsune. Castiel watched as Sarah’s
ears twitched before lowing back into her hair to be concealed. He had heard
stories about the fox descendants and that they weren’t to be trusted because
they were always cunning and mischievous. But he didn’t sense that here with
Sarah. She even trusted him enough to unveil her ears to him. So far, he’d
learned to not judge a book by its cover just by being around Sam and Dean.
He’d automatically judged them when he first met them due to the fact that they
both were Alphas and both were unmated at the time.
“Thank you, Sarah. I appreciate your offer and I gladly accept.” Castiel gave a
polite smile as he nodded his head in gratitude.
Sarah beamed up at him, her hazel eyes sparkling with happiness. “Great!” The
scent of happy Omega made its way over to Castiel. “It’s just a few miles down
that way.” She held up a dainty finger and pointed towards a gap that would
have been hard to find in the darkness, “There’s a fresh pond so we can go
fishing. I haven’t had much luck finding rabbits or other small animals though.
I've never really been any good at hunting.”
When Sarah began to walk in the direction of the gap between the trees, Castiel
scurried to follow along and listened as she spoke. In so many ways he learned
how they were in fact similar. Her family wanted to marry her off to someone
who they figured would be willing to pay top dollar for a rare Kitsune Omega.
She had run away from home just as he did but she’d been on her own for a year
and a few months before stumbling across Castiel. While she spoke, he felt
nothing but sadness for her. She was alone for so long and he realized that all
she wanted was a companion. He wouldn’t mind being her friend. In fact, she was
the kindest person he’d come across since meeting the two Alphas.
The wolf descendants weren’t anything but unwelcoming to Castiel and they made
it clear that they didn’t want him there. But even if the wolf descendants were
unkind, it wasn’t their decision to have him there. It was Dean’s and he’d
endure whatever he had to if it meant staying by his Alpha’s side. As they
continued to walk, Castiel caught the stench of moss, clove, and rosin. Run!
His instincts began to yell at him, telling him to turn back and hide. Sarah
grabbed hold of his hand and squeezed when Castiel's scent began to flare out
in fear. The scent of frightened Omega was overwhelming since he was able to
smell it from both of them. His eyes darted around until he was able to locate
where the scent was coming from.
They continued their journey watchfully but the further they went along, the
stronger the stench of moss grew. When they finally reached the clearing, there
were greeted with five men and one woman dressed in rugged biker gear. Terror
masked Castiel’s face as he stared at the small group with his lips parted.
Slowly, his head began to turn towards Sarah with the thoughts of her betraying
him and bringing him here to be captured by werewolves. But those judgments
quickly changed when he noticed the fright on her face. Her scent was tainted
with the familiar unpleasant musk that made him wrinkle his nose when they’d
first met.
The leader – Castiel assumed – stepped forward and he was hit with the
nauseating scent of Unmated Alpha. He wondered how come he hadn’t noticed how
sickening other Alphas scent made him. Maybe it was because he steered clear of
other Alphas and only went near Sam but his scent didn’t make him feel sick.
The Alpha’s scent only reminded him of family and composure. The leader – Alpha
– had a smirk on his lips and a devious glint in his eyes that made Castiel’s
nerves tingle with unease. The man ambled over and stood a good distance away
then placed his hands on his hips.
“Well, well, what do we have here?” He taunted while placing his hands against
his hips to make himself look bigger. “Two little Omegas who’s wandering around
without a protector.”
One of the male Beta’s that stood behind the leader began to chuckle, “How much
do you think we’ll get for them, boss?”
“I think we’d get a pretty penny for these two. Two rare creatures like these,
I bet we’d make a fortune selling them to the hunters.” The Alpha’s words made
Castiel’s stomach twist into knots.
Castiel took a breath through his nose to steady himself. “My mate will come
looking for me and he’ll kill you if anything happens to me.” He wanted his
voice to sound confident and strong but he knew that he was uncertain that Dean
would even come looking for him.
“Ha! Let him come. You honestly think we’re afraid of some pathetic little wolf
descendant?” The Beta from before sneered. “We hunt those fucks for sport. Just
like your kind, kitty.”
The Alpha held up his hand to silence the Beta but his gaze remained on
Castiel, “Hold on, now. This one here…” He wagged his finger at the Omega,
“He’s got …” Curiosity and fascination was a look Castiel was sure this Alpha
never experienced before, “Oh, I definitely want to meet your Alpha.” His head
tilted as he walked closer and began to scent Castiel, “Change of plan, pack.
We’re staying. Bring ‘em in!”
Without hesitation, the other members of the pack rushed forward and grabbed
Castiel and Sarah by their shoulders then dragged them inside of the cottage.
Even under the circumstances, Castiel couldn’t help but to be captivated by how
beautiful and homey the cottage felt. Sarah had made this small space her home
and lived undetected by people. Near the fireplace was a nest made out of
pillows and blankets with a barrier made of sticks and leaves. But now her
sanctuary was being tainted by these creatures. Castiel and Sarah were hauled
to the back of the cottage and shoved inside of a tiny bedroom that had a
queen-sized bed and decorations that Castiel didn’t bother to pay attention to.
“You two are going to stay here. Don’t try anything stupid. We’re excellent
trackers.” A blond haired Beta ordered before leaving the room and closing the
door behind him.
                                      ***
Sam and Dean’s trip to town and back had taken longer than they had
anticipated. Sam had wanted to make sure that he found the right books for
Castiel so he dragged Dean along until he found a bookstore that had all kinds
of literature. Carrying everything back provided to be a challenge but they
managed to make it work out for them. When they made it back to the forest,
they entered from a different way that was behind the two cabins. Sam paused,
looking at his brother as Dean started up the stairs to his cabin. Of course
Dean wanted to check on Castiel. They had been gone for over a week and all he
wanted to do was check on Castiel and his possible pup.
Dean was able to hear Sam’s sigh but he knew that his brother would follow. He
wasn’t sure what he was expecting when he entered the cabin, maybe Castiel
asleep on the couch, or the living room filled with Ylang Ylang but when he
scented the air, he wasn’t greeted with anything. Dean shoved the large
backpack from his shoulders and darted up the stairs. Castiel’s scent was no
longer in the house. The cabin was completely empty. The Alpha trudged down the
stairs and began sniffing around the living room, hoping to find something that
would be able to help him figure out what happened.
“He’s not here, Sam.” Dean’s voice trembled with panic.
Sam stood by the entryway door, “Maybe he’s with the Omegas or at the camp. We
haven’t been there yet. Let's go check there, okay?”
Dean walked back into the entryway and glared at Sam for a moment, “You think
so?” His expression softened as his shoulders slumped. There was no point in
taking his frustration out on Sam. It wasn’t his fault that his cabin was
empty. “Let’s go.”
They both sprinted along the two-mile trail that led to the campsite. Dean
skimmed over the people until he spotted the small cluster of Alphas and went
over to have a seat with them. One of the Alphas – Mike – began to sit up
straight until his chest was pushed out. Dean gave an uninterested glare before
turning his head so that he was looking at Cole. A wave of heat washed over his
back, letting him know that Sam was standing behind him. Sam was probably
displaying his own Alpha status because Mike instantly deflated.
“Cole.” Dean called, getting the Alpha’s attention. “Have you seen an Omega
with dark hair that looks like he just rolled out of bed and bright blue eyes
that looks ocean clear in the right lighting?”
The Alpha shook his head, “I’ve been here trying to keep civil order around
here while you two were gone. There was a fight but I didn’t see whoever you’re
talking about.” Cole swallowed as his eyes darted between Dean and Sam
nervously.
“Hmph.” Dean grunted before smacking his hands against the table then stood up
and patted his hand against Sam’s chest for him to follow.
They walked along the camp until they saw Cassie and Madison sitting at one of
the far end tables that was away from everyone. When both Omegas spotted the
Alphas, their faces lit up with bright smiles. Madison jumped up from her seat
and rushed over to throw her arms around Sam’s neck as she clung onto him.
Cassie stood up as well and casually made her way over to Dean. She placed her
hand on her hip as she gazed up at him with love that Dean didn’t reciprocate.
“Have you seen Cas?” He questioned with an emotionless tone.
The smile quickly faded from Cassie’s face as her eyes hardened, causing her
eyebrows to draw together. “That new guy? Nope, I haven’t seen him. He’s
probably in your cabin.” She kept her tone neutral.
Dean turned to face Sam and Madison, “What about you?”
“Nope. The last I saw him was a few days ago. He was walking back to your
cabin. Maybe he’s in there.” Sam reached up and unwound Madison’s arms from
around his neck.
A low growl rumbled within Dean’s chest as a tremor ran up his arm. His fingers
clenched as he reached out and grabbed hold of Cassie’s throat. “You’re lying.”
Cassie’s hands flew up and clutched at Dean’s wrists as she struggled to catch
her breath. “N-no, I-I hav-haven’t seen-” She began to cough when Dean’s
fingers squeezed against the pressure points of her throat.
“Don’t fucking lie to me!” Dean hollered. His eyes narrowed as an animalistic
growl pulled from his throat. “I could smell you in my cabin. Now tell me where
he is.”
“Dean.” Sam called out to him in warning. His voice pierced through Dean’s
clouded anger.
Dean tensed but he kept his hold on Cassie’s neck, “They’re lying, Sam. This
one is anyways.”
“I’m not lying!” Cassie gasped, “I swear I haven’t seen him. He could have ran
away. Why would I lie to you, Dean?” Tears began to roll down her cheeks.
Sam pressed his lips together as his jaws twitched, “Madison, have you seen
Castiel?”
“I said I haven’t! Like she said, he probably ran away.” Madison shrieked, her
fists clenching at her sides.
Dean began to squeeze at Cassie’s throat until she began to choke again. Cassie
banged her fists against Dean’s arm, trying to get him to release her but her
efforts went ignored. As Dean lifted her off of the ground, her eyes fluttered
as she began to go slack in his grasp. Inside, Dean’s inner Alpha was
encouraging him to kill her. To just snap her neck in such an effortless manner
because he knew that something was wrong and she was to blame for it. His inner
Alpha continued to creep to the surface until his pupils were completely
dilated, leaving only a sliver of glowing green irises.
“Okay! Okay, please…” Dean loosened his grip from her and lowered her until she
was standing so that she was able to speak, “We saw him after you two left. I
told him to leave because he wasn’t welcomed here.” Cassie shuddered, her
breathing coming in ragged pants, “He ran into the forest and I stopped chasing
him after he passed territory lines.”
Dean glowered at her as he dropped his arm back to his side, “We have to go
look for him, Sam. I can’t leave him out there like that.”
“Yeah, of course. We’ll find him.” Sam agreed, placing a hand against Dean’s
shoulder to calm him down.
“You can’t be serious! You’re going to go after him?” Cassie shrieked, her
voice a mixture of disgust and hurt. “Now we can be together again.”
Dean scoffed, his eyes narrowing as he leaned close to Cassie, entering her
personal space. “You broke up with me after I said I loved you. Then we got
back together months later. That second time I wasn't even in love with you
anymore. I was only using you for sex.” The corner of Dean’s mouth twitched,
“What makes you think I’d ever get back with you? I will never be yours. You’re
nothing to me.” Dean turned away from the Omega and started walking over to the
trail, “Let’s go, Sam.”
“Sam Winchester, if you leave here, we’re through.” Madison threatened.
A soft chuckle left the Alpha’s lips, “Yeah, we are. You lied to me about
knowing where my brother’s mate was.” Sam jerked away from Madison’s grasp when
she reached for him and began to follow Dean until they were away from everyone
then began darting through the forest.
Since Castiel’s scent was so faint, there was little to go on and track. They
had traced their steps throughout the forest multiple times and each time they
didn’t get any further to finding out where the Omega went. There weren’t many
places that the Omega could have gone. So, Sam and Dean went further through
the trees, sniffing around every inch of forest that they were able to until
nightfall. Both Alphas made separate nests for themselves and curled up so that
they were able to sleep. Every few hours, Sam woke up to the sound of Dean
whimpering or mumbling in his sleep. The last thing he remembered before
falling back asleep was Dean calling out for his mate.
                                      ***
During the morning, the Alphas were up and searching for the Nekojin. When the
patch of forest they were in was a bust, Dean managed to spot a gap in the
trees he hadn’t noticed before. Truthfully, neither of the Alphas had been on
this side of the forest before so they weren’t exactly sure where to go.
Sighing, Dean stepped into the gap with Sam tailing behind him and they began
to walk again. After walking a few miles, the scent of moss made Dean’s hair
bristle as an involuntary growl ripped from his throat. He figured Sam must
have smelled the same thing because he could hear the warning growls coming
from his brother.
Out of all the places to find eyesores, it would be a forest that not may
humans wandered in to. Behind him, Dean was able to hear Sam’s heavy breathing
as he tried to calm himself down. As they trailed after the scent of moss, they
noticed that they were able to smell something else that was completely off-
putting. Though the smell wasn’t enough to deter Dean from finding Castiel, it
was still strong enough to make him want to vomit. They’d searched all day
yesterday and most of the day until the skies turned a beautiful orange,
signaling that it was now twilight. Beyond the scent of moss and the nauseating
musk, Dean was able to smell Ylang Ylang and it was just enough for Dean to
take off sprinting, leaving Sam behind.
In the distance, Dean was able to hear the rustling of leaves and whispered
chatter that he couldn’t make out. Dean slowed down his sprint until he was
able to walk out into a small clearing that had a small cottage that was
located off towards the right. Behind him, he was able to hear Sam as he made
his way out of the clearing and came to stand next to Dean. The heady scent of
moss practically made his Alpha beg to be let free. The thought of needing to
sink his teeth into something was overwhelming as the wind continued to whirl
the scent around.
The front door swung open and a man that was shorter than Dean stepped out with
his arm wrapped around Castiel’s neck as he pulled the Nekojin out of the
cottage, causing him to stumble. “You must be the mate who put that little bun
in the oven, huh.” He guessed, his lips quirking up at the corners. The man was
brown skinned with a goatee and short black hair. Even though the Alpha had a
calm demeanor, Dean couldn't help but notice the dark glint in his eyes that
made Dean’s skin crawl.
The scent of Sandalwood, Vetiver and leather brought Castiel’s attention to
Dean immediately. He had come looking for him. Castiel was positive that Dean
wouldn’t have even cared if he were gone. He’d been stuck with the werewolves
for nearly two weeks without any faith that salvation would come. But Dean
stood tall with Sam behind him and Castiel couldn’t have been happier. His mate
had actually come for him. When his captor’s words sunk in, Castiel’s thoughts
began to race as he continued to stare at Dean in shock. How had he not known
he was pregnant? Wasn’t that something every person should know when it
happened? Then again, he’d never had a child before and he was part of his
mother’s last litter before she wasn’t able to have children anymore. Now that
he’d thought about it, he hadn’t even finished his heat cycle after he and Dean
were together before the Alpha left.
Even with the heavy scent of moss, Dean was still able to scent himself on
Castiel. The scent had grown stronger since he’d last seen his mate so that
only confirmed his theory that he and Castiel were successful in conceiving.
Dean straightened but didn’t bother to push his chest out. It made no sense to
posture. The Alpha was quick to notice the shock that covered Castiel’s face as
he stared at Dean with round eyes and an open mouth. So, Castiel hadn’t known
that he was pregnant. Dean huffed in frustration. He wanted to be the one to
tell Castiel that they were going to have a pup or kitten. He didn’t like the
idea of some asshole ruining their moments together. Gonna fucking kill that
son of a bitch. Rip his fucking heart out.
“How about you just hand him over and we won’t have any problems. I’ll even let
you and your pack live.” Dean suggested in a calm tone. He didn’t want to scare
Castiel by letting his Alpha threaten the werewolf.
The other Alpha let out a bark of laughter, “Oh! You’ll let me live. What, did
you think you’d just storm over here all big and bad and I’d hand him over to
you just for the hell of it? No, buddy. It doesn’t work that way.”
A blond haired male forced a woman in a torn white dress through the door and
shoved her down onto her knees. “Stay down.” He ordered while placing a booted
foot against the tail of her dress.
From his peripherals, Dean was able to see Sam step forward. Dean was so used
to seeing his brother slouching that he had to double take when Sam was
standing at his full height with his eyes locked on the dark haired woman. He
then turned his attention to the woman and noticed that her attention was
solely focused on Sam. Dean took a small side step away from Sam when he heard
the low rumble within his brother’s chest. Dean’s attention was brought back to
the dire situation pertaining his mate when he heard the soft whimper come from
Castiel. The Nekojin was being forced on his knees as well.
“We’ll play a little game with you, Wolf.” He paused for dramatic effect, “I’ll
let you have this little boy toy if you’re able to catch him before we do. The
rules are, they get a four minute head start, and we’re not allowed to attack
each other otherwise I’ll have my pack kill you two. Plus, a full moon is
coming in ten minutes. Let’s see who’s faster.” The corner of the other Alpha’s
lip curved into a devious smirk.
Dean gave a smirk of his own. The thought of being mistaken for a wolf was
hilarious but then again that’s what was mainly at the camp so he wasn’t
surprised that that’s what he’d smell like to others. Then again, his scent
only made appearances whenever he was completely shifted or what some would
call a half-phase. But the idea of having to beat a pack of werewolves just to
have Castiel back was insulting. Maybe while hunting for Cas, I can kill off
some of the pack. Dean grunted softly when he felt a sharp pain pulse through
his chest. Sam was beyond angry and that was transferring to him. It was times
like this that he wished that they shared a mind-link even in human form.
“You got a deal.” Dean agreed then turned to face Sam, “Do you accept their
terms?”
Sam huffed through his nose, “Hell yeah.” He answered before pressing his lips
into a thin line. His eyes were a hard glare that was trained on the werewolf
Alpha.
The other Alpha grinned, flashing a row of teeth that Dean wanted break. “Then
it’s settled. You two are allowed to run now. That’ll give you your head
start.”
Castiel gaped at Dean in disbelief but hastily nodded when he saw Dean give him
a subtle nod. Next to him, Sarah stood up and grabbed for Castiel, nearly
pulling him down before he was able to get to his feet to keep up as she took
off running for the forest. Keeping up with Sarah provided to be a challenge
since she continued to sprint through the trees without any hesitation. The
assumption that she’s had to do this before crossed through his mind as he
continued to follow after her scent before seeing her standing in the center of
a clearing. She was looking around frantically, trying to figure out what way
to go before darting off into the darkness of more trees that went uphill. And
Castiel was more than desperate to follow after her.
Up above, the full moon peeked through the veil of forest leaves that covered
the twilight sky. Even though the moon phase had no effect on him, he knew that
the werewolves were different. Maybe this was the reason they wanted to play
this game. Because they thought they were faster than him and his brother. That
thought alone made him scoff out a laugh within his throat. The snapping of
bones and garbled growls brought Dean’s attention back to the werewolves in
front of him. They were shifting. Dean was hit with a wave of panic that came
from Sam and an intense need to shift from his Alpha. If they were going to
hunt Castiel in werewolf form, then they needed to even the fields and be
faster. He’d even be able to kill one or two of them if he were shifted but the
dilemma of Castiel still not knowing what he was made his Alpha simmer down
just a bit.
The silence was filled with the distorted growls and the stretching of skin as
both men fell onto all fours. Their bodies contorted, stretching and ripping
out of their clothing until there was nothing but four legged beasts growling
at Dean. Four more werewolves ran out of the front door and before the four
minute head start was over, the Alpha took off with the pack following behind.
Sam began to pant heavily beside him as he gripped hold of Dean’s arm. The
scent of Balsam wood, smoke, damp soil, and vanilla flooded Dean’s nostrils
just as an animalistic growl broke the silence again. It didn’t take long for
Dean to catch on and let his own Alpha take over. A pair of glowing golden eyes
stared at him before giving a firm nod and then both Alphas took off into the
darkness. Both Alphas split with Dean following after the scent of werewolves
while Sam went after Castiel and the woman.
                                      ***
It had been years since Castiel had to run for miles without stopping. The
nagging fear that there was someone behind him kept him going. His protective
instincts managed to kick in and before he could second-guess himself, he used
his claws to climb into one of the trees. Below him, Sarah continued to run and
he kept up with her from above. However, she wasn’t safe and that made Castiel
feel bad for her. Of course he wasn’t safe either, especially if one of the
werewolves knew how to climb a tree. Within the distance, Castiel was able to
hear howling that sounded like it was getting closer and louder with each step
that he took. His heart frantically drummed against his ribcage as he managed
to push himself, jumping from tree branch to tree branch. When he landed on
another branch, the wood snapped due to the extra weight, causing him to
plummet and land inelegantly on his hands and knees.
Castiel panted heavily as his body began to collapse once he hit the ground but
there was the distressing feeling of something right behind him and the
unyielding pull of Sarah trying to haul him to his feet. In this situation,
Castiel was petrified. He wondered why he was putting so much faith in a man
that he barely even knew to come and save him from being captured and possibly
sold to hunters. Even though Dean had come looking for him, that didn’t mean
that he was going to put himself in danger just to save him. He’s a good Alpha.
He will come for us, his inner Omega reasoned but he knew that was something he
was beginning to have second thoughts on.
“Come on, Castiel, we can’t stay here!” Sarah hissed as she tried yanking
Castiel to his feet again. “We have to keep moving.”
The urge to vomit caused him to gag at the thought of running again. He
couldn’t do it. He wasn’t strong enough. He wasn’t fast enough to outrun
werewolves, “I can’t.” He croaked out after dry heaving. “Just leave me here.”
Sarah crouched down and gripped hold of Castiel’s face, forcing him to look at
her, “Look, I'm not saying I'm not scared, because I am scared as hell, but I’m
not going to sit here and be captured by some demented werewolf and I’m not
letting you sit here either, okay? Now get the hell up!” She grabbed hold of
his arms and began to yank him until he was standing.
Both Omegas attention was drawn to the sound of growling and the rustling of
leaves. At first there was nothing but a silhouette as it moved through the
obscurity of the trees like a predator stalking its prey. The snarling was
practically drowned out by the whistling of the wind and the rustling of the
leaves but both Omegas knew the sound was still there. They’d been found. As
the beast neared its fur became discernible due to the moonlight. It was thick
and dark in whatever shade their hair had been just a few hours ago. The Omegas
knew that the beast had the predator instinct of a wolf with the intellect of a
human. Yellow eyes pierced through Castiel’s self-sacrificing want of being
left to the wolves.
Even through the muzzle of the large beast, Castiel was still able to notice
the curl of his lip that was meant to be a smirk as his tongue slid along his
mouth. There was another sound that Castiel had never heard before. He wasn’t
sure if it was coming from the creature or if it was coming from some other
animal in the sky. It was an aggressive guttural chattering sound that began to
turn into a growl. It took him a moment to realize that the sound was coming
from Sarah. She was standing partially in front of him like she was going to
pounce at any moment. When the creature got into a leaping stance, the strange
sound that was coming from Sarah grew fiercer. The werewolf sprang forward
first, only to be met almost equally by Sarah until she was knocked to the
side. She fell against the ground hard, causing her to grunt out in slight pain
before she was up on her feet again. She paused, noticing that the werewolf was
inching towards Castiel in a predacious manner.
A snarling hiss resonated deep from with Castiel’s stomach when the creature
stalked closer. It was a sound he didn’t even know he was capable of making.
The beast leapt forward and Castiel sprang into the air as well, his claws
drawing out and scratching against the werewolf’s eye and cheek. Sarah pounced,
knocking her shoulder into the beast as Castiel charged into the werewolf’s
upper side in an attempt to knock the large creature over. The creature yelped
at the impact as he tumbled over. Fresh blood filled the air but the scent was
too far to come from the animal. Castiel stepped back, ready to attack again if
he needed to.
                                      ***
It had been over an hour since Dean and Sam had split up. He was able smell one
of the werewolves nearby as they continued to hide like a coward. That was the
first time he’d ever seen a werewolf run away from a fight. Dean considered a
werewolf to be a man that turned into some feral, instinctive and aggressive
monster that had little to no self-control. They were vile creatures that only
fed off destruction and blood. Even though werewolves were known to be
predatory creatures, they were no match for lycanthropes. There were many
speculations that lycanthropes and werewolves were the same but that wasn’t the
case. In his years, he’d learned that newer werewolves were uncontrollable
whenever they turned during the full moon but there were those who knew how to
control themselves. Werewolves liked to make themselves known but lycanthropes
preferred to stay hidden. Not everyone in the world needed to know they
existed. Sure a werewolf was a horrendously mutated human, wolf hybrid but they
were still weak when it came to fighting superior creatures.
Heavy breathing brought Dean’s attention back to his situation. Soft footsteps
were being made as if the creature was being careful not to be discovered.
Silly little disgrace. They had been circling around each other ever since Dean
had caught its scent. He couldn’t help but find the fact that the werewolf
actually ran away from him when he managed to catch up hilarious. The need to
save Castiel was the only thing he could think about and if killing off one
uncontrollable creature was what he needed to do to make sure his mate was
safe, then that’s what he was going to do. Dean tilted his head towards the
side as he stood in the center of a tiny forest clearing.
“Here wolfy, wolfy, wolfy!” Dean taunted, “Come out, come out, wherever you
are! I know you’re there.” Leaves crunched beneath his feet as he continued to
leisurely walk within the shadows. “You’re just making this worse for yourself,
man! Why don’t you come out and we can settle this like men? Well, man to
animal.” To his right, Dean was able to see a silhouette dart pass, using the
blanket of darkness the trees provided as a safe haven. “I’m tired of playing.
Let’s finish this r-“
Dean’s words were cut short when a large, snarling beast charged at him,
knocking him onto his back and pinned him down. Yellow eyes glared at him as a
pair of jagged teeth were exposed in a threatening snarl. In a flitting motion,
Dean threw the heavy creature from him, causing it to collide with a tree and
splinter the trunk. When the creature righted himself, Dean was ready to attack
and he didn’t have to wait long. The large creature charged again with the
intent on pushing Dean down again but he was thwarted when Dean skidded out of
the way and swung an arm around the creature’s neck. In one swift motion, the
silent forest was filled with the sounds of a startled yelp and the breaking of
bones.
Pushing up, Dean glared down at the dead carcass as it began to revert back to
a scrawny human man. If there was one thing he knew, he knew that werewolves
weren’t dead unless they were either killed with silver or their heart or head
was removed. He needed to remove the heart before the body had enough time to
heal. That was the last thing he needed. He didn’t need a pissed off werewolf
on his hands when he was going to be a soon to be father. With a forceful
thrust against the man’s chest, Dean was able to break through the ribcage and
grab ahold of the heart then yanked it from the body. There was an involuntary
jerk before the werewolf went completely still. Dean tossed the heart over his
shoulder, away from the body, and darted off in the darkness again to find Sam.
                                      ***
Panic rushed through Castiel’s veins when he heard the distinct howls and yowls
of the werewolves. Something was wrong. Four pairs of yellow glowing eyes began
to emerge from within the darkness, making their location known. The creature
that was on the ground managed to hobble onto his feet but he didn’t try to
lunge forward and attack. A large beast – the Alpha – stepped to the front of
the pack and growled, snapping his teeth at Castiel angrily. The scent of
Balsam wood, damp soil and smoke caused a rush of calm to wash over Castiel.
He’d never been so happy to smell the scent of damp soil in all his life. He
and Sarah could barely handle taking down one werewolf. There was no way in
hell they could handle four more.
Sam advanced in a rush, stepping in front of Castiel when the Alpha werewolf
began to lunge forward. A threatening rumble bellowed deep from within Sam’s
chest, causing Castiel and the Alpha to take a step back. He’d never heard Sam
sound like an actual Alpha. Then again, he’d never heard them in a fight
before. The stories his grandmother had told him began to reel within his head.
Before meeting Sam and Dean, he had believed that Alphas were aggressive,
barbaric, and only thought with their knot but being with them had changed his
views. Sure, it was a prejudice but it would be silly to continue to hold onto
those views when being mated to an Alpha.
When the werewolf Alpha tried lunging for Sarah, a hostile snarl resonated from
Sam’s throat as he sprinted towards the creature and used his shoulder and most
of his weight to shove the large beast into a tree trunk, causing the wood to
splinter. The male Beta werewolf sprang up and knocked Sam over. The beast
snarled and snapped his teeth at Sam but the Alpha held him off with
practically little effort. Just as the Alpha werewolf righted himself and began
lurking towards Sam, Castiel’s attention was brought back to the scent of fresh
blood, Balsam wood, damp soil, and smoke. Even though Castiel’s eyes were
trained on Dean, he was still able to see something flying past until it
collided with a tree and dropped to the ground.
“Dawn’s coming. Better get out of here before I kill the rest of you.”
Castiel’s heart fluttered within his chest at the calm, whiskey-soaked voice
that he wasn’t used to hearing come from Dean.
And sure enough, the skies were shifting from blackness to light blue at a
snails pace. It hadn’t occurred to him that they had been running for hours,
only to fight a werewolf and win and then be saved by his mate and brother. He
began to feel regret at the negative assumptions he had earlier. He should have
known Dean would have come to save him. He was Dean’s mate after all and that
meant a lot in terms of their bond. A breath he didn’t realize he was holding
was forced out of him when Dean’s arm slid around his waist. The Alpha pulled
Castiel protectively against his side but managed to stand somewhat in front of
him in a way that shielded the Omega from danger.
The Alpha werewolf let out a garbled bark and turned away, causing the rest of
his pack to follow. When both Alphas were sure they were gone, their entire
postures became relaxed. The Balsam and smoky scents were replaced with Vetiver
and Sage. Dean turned around and cupped Castiel’s face, only to crash their
lips together fervently with his tongue demanding entrance. Without a second
thought, Castiel threw his arms around Dean’s neck, parted his lips for his
Alpha, and managed to pull him closer until their bodies were flush together.
This would have been something he missed had he been given to hunters. Being so
close and safe within his mate’s arm was where he wanted to be.
The sound of someone clearing their throat made Castiel freeze mid-kiss. Dean
let out a frustrated grunt as he slowly turned his head to face Sam. His
eyebrows rose when he noticed the slender, elegant, and extremely good looking
young woman in a white dress Sam was standing in front of protectively. A wide
grin spread across his face when he realized what had happened when they first
arrived at the cottage. Dean jerked his head towards the side, signaling for
Sam to follow, and walked a little ways away for privacy.
The grin Dean wore quickly shifted into a smirk, “Dude,” He reached and slapped
Sam on the chest when he noticed the confused expression on his brother’s face.
“Go for her. She’s hot.”
Sam grimaced, his head shaking just a fraction, “Dean, you know I can’t. I just
got out of a relationship.”
Dean snorted, rolling his eyes before placing a hand on Sam’s shoulder and
pulled him down so that he was closer, “Dude, seriously. A chick that hot …
seriously? You’re second-guessing here, Sam? Seriously? Have I taught you
nothing?” Dean groaned out when Sam opened his mouth to protest, “It's obvious
you're into her, even I could see that. I saw how you lunged at that bastard
that almost attacked her.”
Slowly, Sam rose up again and sighed, “Can I ask you something?” His tone was
timid and Dean began to wonder if something was wrong so he just nodded. “What
did you … how did it feel when you first saw Castiel?”
The question caught Dean off guard. He wasn’t expecting Sam to actually care or
even ask about what he felt when he first saw Castiel. “Uh, well… It was like
being struck by some sort of divine lightning but it didn’t match because he
didn’t have a scent. My brain screamed Mate but it didn’t seem right because I
couldn’t smell him. It seemed wrong to claim a human as a mate so I dismissed
it. I tried to, anyways.” Dean shrugged awkwardly.
“And when you were able to smell him?” Sam’s eyes were wide and frantic as he
stared at Dean to continue.
Dean laughed nervously as he reached up and scratched at the back of his head,
“Well, uh, the same thing happened but it was much stronger. I told you this
already, Sam.” He gave a frustrated sigh when Sam waved a hand for him to
continue, “Truthfully, I thought ‘how could some random kid possibly be my
mate’ but then when I caught his scent, Sam, my body just knew but I tried to
ignore it. It was something I just couldn’t ignore.” Dean’s eyebrow arched with
interest, “And I bet your body is telling you not to ignore her.” His lips
curved into a smirk, “Go get ‘er, tiger.”
With that, Sam’s expression fell flat before rolling his eyes and walked away
from Dean. The Alpha followed but instead went back to his mate and wrapped his
arms around Castiel’s waist. He inhaled his scent, taking in the sweet smell of
Ylang Ylang and happy Omega pheromones that caused a pleased rumble to emit
from his throat. Castiel rested his cheek against Dean’s chest, listening to
his soft rumbles and gave soft purrs of his own. He savored the sound of
Castiel’s purring. He wasn’t sure what he would have done if he hadn’t been
able to find his mate. The Alpha wouldn’t have rested until he was able to find
and rescue him. That much was apparent. He’d do anything for Castiel.
                                      ***
Instead of walking back to the cabins or cottage, Sam and Dean managed to build
separate nests for Castiel and Sarah. He couldn’t fathom the idea of meeting a
Nekojin and a Kitsune in such little time. How he and Sam managed to get so
lucky, he wasn’t even sure but he wasn’t going to question it any further. The
brown sugar scent that came from Sarah tickled Dean’s nose but he was surprised
he didn’t find it revolting like the other Omegas he had been around at the
camp. He figured it was because she was meant to be with Sam because the only
thing he considered her was family. He was even shocked at how quick that bond
had set in but then again, a lot of things didn’t always make sense when it
came to true mates. And that was according to Sam, anyways.
Once their nests were made, Dean and Castiel crawled inside so that they were
able to sleep. Castiel rested his head against Dean’s chest and the Alpha had
his arms wound protectively around Castiel’s waist. Dean listened to the soft
purring sounds that slowly turned to snores before he managed to fall asleep
with soft rumbles of his own.
Chapter End Notes
     Thank you guys so much for reading!
     Please leave comments and kudos if you
     enjoyed this next chapter of the story.
     I also hope you guys liked the introduction
     of a bunch of new characters! :]

     Also! Fun fact! The strange sound that Sarah was making
     was called Gekkering. It is an actual fox sound that
     is used when fighting or playing.

     Another fun fact: Foxes have a pungent musk that's similar
     to a skunk. But I used that as a defense mechanism instead
     Domesticated foxes apparently do not have the musk also. or
     it's not as strong as a wild fox.
***** Dream a Little Dream of Me *****
Chapter Notes
     Oh My! I am so sorry guys for such a long delay!
     I've been really sick over the New Year and it was
     very difficult for me to even sit at my desk to write
     but now I'm back and I'm glad to give you the next
     installment of this series!
     You're also in for a treat!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
“Mama, eat.” A soft little voice broke through Castiel’s sleeping conscious.
Castiel blinked rapidly, his eyes focusing on four little toddlers that he
didn’t recognize. He began to look around the room, trying to figure out
exactly where he was but he didn’t recognize anything. The children were
looking up at him expectantly as they waited for him to get up. Castiel sat up
with caution then winced when he felt the sharp pain in his nipples. His shirt
was wet with the sweet scent of milk. Horror flooded his nerves as the
recognition dawned on him. These were his children. His hands pressed against
his stomach and felt nothing but the flat surface.
“How…” Castiel whispered in confusion.
He had just found out that he was pregnant two days ago and yet he was faced
with four toddlers that were expecting him to feed them. Where’s Dean? His
thoughts automatically went to the Alpha but he couldn’t smell him anywhere.
Maybe the Alpha was out with his brother. They seemed to like going out early
in the morning before the sun was up. Or perhaps they were out hunting. Hunting
seemed like a more logical explanation other than him just being left alone to
take care of four children. So, Castiel got out of the bed then frowned when he
felt the silk nightgown fall into place.
After his negative musings, he began to walk out of the room with the children
following behind him. He was able to feel their little hands hold onto his gown
as he walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. Castiel looked around the
room and soon noticed that he was no longer in Dean’s cabin. He wasn’t even
sure if Dean was around because everything seemed too elegant for someone who
preferred the rustic fashion décor. Everything in the kitchen was store bought.
As a matter of fact, everything in the house was store bought. Nothing was
handcrafted like he knew everything in the cabin had been.
“Uhm, let me get started on your food a-and I will call you when it’s ready. Go
on and play.” Castiel’s voice trembled with uncertainty.
All four children looked up at him with bright smiles. Castiel noticed that
three of them had bright blue eyes but only one had an eerie green color that
reminded him of Dean. When the children scampered off to go play, Castiel began
to fret over what to make for breakfast. He wasn’t even hungry but he figured
his mate would be so that was enough motivation to make a solid meal. He knew
the Alpha liked meat and maybe his children did as well. Castiel took a deep
breath, cleared his thoughts, and began preparing a hearty breakfast for the
children and his mate. Even though he wasn’t hungry, he figured that he would
nibble at a little food just to keep up his strength.
When Castiel was finally finished with cooking and setting the table, he left
out of the kitchen to find the toddlers. He could hear them playing in what he
assumed was the living room or a play area for them. Castiel stopped when he
noticed a photo of a skinny man with dirty blond hair and a patchy goatee.
Castiel recognized the man from the dinner meeting he had the night he ran
away. The Omega’s mouth fell open in a mixture of surprise and horrified
shock.This couldn’t be right. He had left that night. There was no way in Hell
he should be living with the Beta.
Castiel’s heart began to thump heavily as he ran out of the hallway and stopped
when he nearly crashed into the television stand. The walls were covered in
photographs of the Beta. There was none of him or the children. Castiel’s eyes
landed on a mirror that was hanging behind the oversized couch. Without
thinking, Castiel stood up on the couch and peered in the mirror. He moved the
collar of his gown out of the way to see if his mark was still present but his
neck was bare. Castiel ran an absent hand along the spot where he was certain
Dean had marked him.
“Castiel, what have I told you about letting these children run around
unsupervised.” A stern voice spoke from behind him.
Castiel quickly plopped down on the couch as if he were a child being scolded
and turned around to see the Beta with a woman by his side. She had her hand
wrapped around Balthazar’s arm and she was practically pressed against his side
with a snobbish scowl plastered on her face. Castiel’s lips pressed into a thin
line as his eyes narrowed in slight anger. This wasn’t the life he wanted to
live. This was exactly the sort of thing he wanted to avoid when he left. But
you didn’t leave. You only thought about it. Castiel’s heart sank into the pit
of his stomach. Had he honestly dreamed the whole scenario about running away
and meeting an Alpha?
“Sorry, I was c-cooking breakfast and told them to p-play.” Castiel took a slow
breath to steady his nerves. This couldn’t be right. He was supposed to be
mated to Dean. Castiel took another subtle breath and noticed that Balthazar
was unmated as well.
Balthazar scoffed and rolled his eyes, “You know how I hate it when they’re
running around. Last time they broke something. Keep an eye on them, Castiel.
We’re going up stairs.”
Castiel nodded and watched as they went up the stairs. The strong scent of
myrrh and citrus caused his nose to wrinkle in distaste. It was then that he
realized that his room was located on the other side of the house. Balthazar’s
scent wasn’t anywhere near his bedroom. For that he was thankful. He began to
wonder if his mother knew anything about this. Then again, she probably
wouldn’t have cared. She would have just told him to put up with it because he
was bought property. Castiel sighed as he ran his fingers though his hair and
began to glare at the floor. He didn’t want to raise his children in a toxic
environment like this. Nor did he want to be with someone who preferred to
sleep around with multiple people.
The tender touch of a hand against his knee caused him to jerk into a sitting
position. He hadn’t even realized he was slouching. His mother definitely
wouldn’t have approved of that. Castiel’s eyes followed the hand that was on
his knee, only to be reminded that he had a child with the green eyes he’d
loved so much. The toddler was staring up at him with such concern that he knew
was too mature for a baby. Castiel reached over and ran his fingers through the
child’s light brown hair. His hand immediately ceased when he noticed a soft
rumbling sound coming from him.
“Mama okay?” The small child climbed onto the couch and sat next to Castiel.
Castiel blinked, causing his tears to fall down his cheeks. The scent of
Sandalwood, Vetiver and fresh leather shrouded his senses as he gawked at the
child. He distinctly remembered the children not having scents when he had
woken up. Castiel sighed softly and shook his head. He could have sworn that
he’d run away and met an Alpha and was supposed to have this little boy with
his mate. But it must have been something he just imagined. Imagining a better
life. Living in the forest with an Alpha seemed like a better life than living
with a Beta who didn’t even care for him.
“Y-yeah, I’m okay, sweetie.” Castiel finally answered after finding his voice.
“Let’s go get you and your siblings some food.” He managed a smile as he stood
up and ushered the child into the kitchen.
As Castiel and the children sat at the table and ate breakfast, he couldn’t
help but to compare each child. Three of them had dark hair like him but one
had light brown hair and green eyes. Two of the children didn’t look like him
at all. The little girl resembled him and then there was the one that was a
miniature version of Dean. But, he shouldn’t know Dean. He was just someone
Castiel imagined to escape the reality of being sold to an unfaithful Beta.
Castiel would give anything to return to the dream world where he knew Dean
was. He wanted nothing more than to live with the Alpha, even if it wasn’t
real.
“Cas?”
Castiel sat up at attention at the voice he knew so well. He was able to hear
his pulse rushing within his ears as his heart thumped harshly against his
ribcage. He gazed around the kitchen but didn’t see anyone that reminded him of
the Alpha.
“Hey, Cas? You okay? C’mon, answer me.”
                                      ***
Castiel gasped as he sat up and pushed away from the blurred figure beside him.
He blinked away the fog from his eyes until he was able to focus on a pair of
green irises. His panic instantly subsided at the scent of concerned Alpha.
Dean. Castiel ran his hands over his face and noticed that he was trembling. He
was also able to scent the distress that was coming from him. Even though Dean
was worried, Castiel was also able to see that he’d just woken up. He’d caused
Dean to wake up due to a nightmare he was having. He woke his Alpha up because
of some petty nightmare. You woke him up. What kind of mate are you? His
shoulders slumped as he lowered his head into his hands.
Dean scooted closer and wrapped his arms around Castiel’s shoulders then pulled
him to his chest. Castiel’s nails nearly clawed at Dean’s skin as he clutched
onto him and buried his face into Dean’s shoulder, inhaling his scent. When
Castiel scooted closer to Dean, he was able to hear the soft crunch of branches
beneath him. He hadn’t even realized that they were inside of a nest. They were
back in the cottage that Sarah was living in. They had returned when Sarah had
gone into heat. She and Sam were staying in her bedroom while he and Dean were
sleeping in the nest.
Castiel inhaled deeply, letting Dean’s scent calm him down as he recollected
their last few days. He wasn’t sold to some rich Englishman like his nightmare
had made it out to be. But then again, his nightmare told him that he had
dreamt Dean up yet here he was with his Alpha. A shiver coursed down his spine
when he felt Dean’s hand feather against his back. Dean ran his fingers through
Castiel’s hair in a soothing manner, which caused the Omega to start purring.
The distressed scent was replaced with contentment.
“Are you okay?” Dean questioned as his fingers cupped around Castiel’s neck.
The Omega pulled back from Dean and let out a soft sigh as he gave a slight
nod. “I’m sorry… I had a nightmare. I didn’t mean to scare you.”
Dean shook his head, as his eyebrows drew together in concern, “No, Cas, you
don't have to be sorry for something like that. Talk to me.”
The sincere expression on Dean’s face made Castiel’s heart flutter. The thought
of never seeing Dean again in person made him feel sick. “I never left home and
we never met. I was sold to an Englishman and we had four children but we
weren’t mated. And I never met you. You were a figment of my dreams.” Castiel
managed to keep his voice steady. He didn’t need another reason to cause the
Alpha to worry about him.
"Oh, Cas, it's okay. It was just a nightmare. Things like that happen after a
traumatizing experience." Dean reached to place his hand against Castiel's
cheek but dropped his hand when Castiel tilted his head away just slightly.
A blank expression covered Castiel’s face as he stared at Dean but he wasn’t
able to see him because his vision continued to blur. Part of him was beginning
to believe that he was actually still stuck in a dream. That he was actually
sold to Balthazar and they had children but their relationship was just a lie
for his mother’s sake. What if Dean isn’t real? “What if I’m still stuck in
some happy dream that my brain created because it’s what I wanted? And what if
you’re just some manifestation that my mind created because I wanted the
perfect mate? How can this be real?”
“Look at me. Come on.” Dean placed his hand against Castiel’s cheek again to
gain his attention, “You don’t know what’s real?” Dean reached for Castiel’s
hand and placed it against his chest. Beneath Castiel’s palm, he was able to
feel Dean’s steady heart as it drummed within his chest. “This is real.” Dean
slid his hand inside the collar of Castiel’s shirt and pressed his fingers
against Castiel’s mark, causing the Omega to gasp and shiver.
Castiel began to breathe heavily as he gripped at Dean’s wrist when he
continued to press his fingers against his mark. “This is different. Right?
This feels real. Right?” Castiel nodded slowly as he blinked away his tears.
“Believe me, okay? You gotta believe me. Can you do that?” The Omega nodded and
surged forward, wrapping his arms around Dean’s neck and clung onto him tightly
to find comfort in his scent..
After Dean was able to calm Castiel down, they sat quietly within the nest.
Castiel kept his arms around Dean’s neck and the Alpha continued to stroke his
fingers through Castiel’s hair. The Omega continued to listen to the steady
drum of Dean’s heart until the bedroom door opened. Castiel’s attention focused
on a disheveled Sam as he walked out of the room. Behind the Alpha, Castiel was
able to see Sarah as she held on to his hand. They looked so happy together
even though they had just woken up. He also noticed that neither of them had
the unmated scent anymore.
“What’s going on?” Sam’s voice was still groggy. He must have been able to
smell the distress from Castiel as well.
Dean shook his head slightly, “Cas had a nightmare. He’s fine now, though.” He
nodded, assuring his brother when the scent of concern made its way over to
him.
Sarah let go of Sam’s hand and made her way into the nest and sat beside
Castiel, “Was it about those werewolves? I can tell you now that they’ve been
haunting my dreams for the last couple of nights. If it weren’t for Sam, I’m
not even sure I’d be able to make it due to paranoia alone.”
A small smile spread across Castiel’s lips as he watched the Kitsune curiously.
Her ears were alert but he could tell that she was completely relaxed around
them. “It wasn’t about the werewolves. It was something different.”
“It was just a nightmare, right? It can’t hurt you. Besides, we’re here to
protect you and I doubt Dean would let anything happen to you.” Sarah placed
her hand against Castiel’s shoulder before standing up and stepped out of the
nest. “C’mon, Sam. I’ll be back, Cas.”
When they were both gone from the den, Dean stood up and stretched with his
arms above his head. “Let’s go for a walk or something. Give ‘em some privacy,
huh?”
“Sure, I can use a little fresh air.” Castiel gave a soft smile as he got to
his feet and followed Dean outside of the cottage.
The afternoon air was refreshing due to the trees. Castiel was able to see
parts of the sun that peeked through the leaves. He noticed how the sun
glistened off of Dean’s skin as he walked ahead. None of this could have been a
dream. There was no way in hell he would have had someone like Madison or
Cassie in his dreams. They would be more of a living nightmare than anything
else. When Dean stopped walking and sat down at the creek bank, Castiel went to
sit next to him. He placed his feet in the water, relishing the cold against
his skin.
“Dean?” Castiel called out after a while of silence.
The Alpha turned his head so that Castiel knew he was paying attention.
Castiel began to twiddle his fingers together nervously, “I was wondering if…
if you, uhm, if we were planning to stay in your cabin when the baby is born?”
Maybe this wasn’t the right conversation to be having at the moment. The baby
wasn’t even born and he was already wondering about living conditions.
Dean’s eyebrows drew together, causing the skin on his forehead to wrinkle as
he shook his head. “Nah, I was thinking about that actually. Sam had brought to
my attention that we wouldn’t be able to raise a baby in the forest.” Dean let
out a breath between his lips, “I would be up for … y’know, living in town as
long as you were with me.”
Dean’s words caused a genuine smile to spread across Castiel’s lips. The Alpha
had considered moving to town just for him. “As long as we don’t live in
Dawnridge, I’m fine with wherever we go.”
“Okay, we don’t have to live in Dawnridge. We can go anywhere you want. We can
even look at a few towns and see what one you like best. I want you to be
happy.” Dean wrapped his arm around Castiel’s waist and pulled the Omega into
his lap.
“Can I ask you something else?” Castiel’s voice became soft as he lowered his
head in nervousness.
Dean nodded cautiously, “Is it about finding a place to stay? We can leave as
soon as we go back to camp. Sam and I have a few things we can’t leave behind
so I’d like to pick those up first.”
The Omega shook his head just a bit, “No, not that. I trust you. I was just
wondering if you’ve ever, uhm, kn-knotted anyone else before.” Once the
question was out, Castiel immediately regretted asking because he knew that it
wasn’t any of his business who Dean mated with before him.
The expression on Dean’s face was a mixture of confusion and shock when he
heard Castiel’s question. Dean sat up straight as his hands rested against
Castiel’s waist, “No, Cas, you’re the only person I’ve ever done that with. I
mean, I'm no virgin but I couldn't do that with just anyone.” Dean tilted his
head back so that he was able to place a kiss to Castiel’s forehead, “Remember
when I told you that I mated for life?” Castiel nodded but he didn’t say
anything. “I meant what I said when I told you I didn’t knot to just get it out
of my system.”
“But what about Cassie? You two were together, right? You didn’t ever knot
her?” Castiel knew that it was his insecurities creeping up but he couldn’t
help but to be curious. Even though he was carrying a child, he knew that he
wouldn’t be able to give Dean what he needed like Cassie would have been able
to.
Dean snorted in frustration, “Cassie? No. We were together for a year, she
broke up with me when I told her I loved her and we stayed apart for two years.
The second time, there wasn’t any romance for me. I wouldn’t waste an
opportunity like that on someone who I didn’t feel connected to.”
Castiel breathed in slowly through his nose as he listened to Dean, “So, I’m
the only person you’ve ever …” His head lowered to hide the blush that began to
blossom on his cheeks as his lashes fluttered.
“Yes, Cas. You are and I’m actually quite proud of it. We’re gonna give Sam and
Sarah a run for their money also when they start trying for pups.” A
mischievous smirk spread across Dean’s lips as his thumbs rubbed in circles
against Castiel’s stomach.
A proud smile caused Castiel’s cheeks to rise as he reached up to comb his
fingers through Dean’s hair before wrapping his arms around Dean’s neck and
pulled back until they both fell down into the water. Dean flailed inelegantly
until he was able to get onto his feet within the water. Castiel waded lightly
before splashing water in Dean’s direction. A startled giggle passed his lips
when Dean splashed water at him. They continued to swim around in the small
creek until the bright blue skies were a golden orange color.
                                      ***
The week passed with Castiel and Dean spending most of their time together so
that they were able to learn about each other. They mainly stayed out of the
cottage so that they were able to give Sam and Sarah the privacy that they
needed. Castiel was able to learn as much as he could about Dean within a week.
He’d also learned about Dean from Sam’s point of view whenever he and Sarah
weren’t alone together. Castiel remembered that Sam had called Dean
incorrigible when he’d first arrived on the camp. He even remembered that Dean
was impulsive because it was Dean's decision to let Castiel stay at their camp
even though they didn't have a place for him to stay. Also according to Sam,
Dean was very immature even though he was the older brother. Even with Sam’s
helpful words, Castiel just wanted to learn about Dean on his own.
Once Sarah’s heat and Sam’s rut was over, the group managed to head back to the
campgrounds. The walk back appeared to take longer than it did the night he’d
run away from Cassie. When they finally made it to the campsite, Sarah followed
behind Sam when he went into his cabin. Castiel, however, stayed close to Dean
until the Alpha stopped walking and turned around to face him. As Dean reached
up to caress Castiel’s cheek, the Omega was able to peek over Dean’s shoulder
and see Cassie glaring at them as she walked past.
“I’m gonna go talk to everyone and let them know that we’re gonna be-”
A bold smirk graced Castiel’s lips as he wrapped his arms around Dean’s neck
and pulled him down for a passionate kiss, cutting off his words. Castiel
pulled back slowly and gave Dean a gentle pat against his chest. “I’ll go get
my bags. Is there anything you want me to pack for you?”
“Nah, don’t worry about that. I’ll come help with packing everything up. I
don’t want you lifting stuff that’s too heavy for you.” Dean took Castiel’s
hand and placed a gentle kiss against the back of it before turning around to
go towards the campsite.
“Dean!”
As Dean walked through the clearing, he was able to pick up the scent of
Rosemary and lavender. Dean’s shoulders slumped in annoyance. The scent grew
stronger as Cassie neared him. At that moment, he wished anyone else had called
his name instead of her. When he turned around, he was actually surprised to
see her in her ritual dance outfit rather than the regular clothes he was used
to seeing her in. Her curls hung loosely around her shoulders as she
practically sashayed over to him.
“I saw you with your little boy toy a little while ago. It’s safe to say that
you found him.” Dean was able to detect the jealousy in her voice even though
she tried to keep a friendly demeanor.
Dean’s eyes narrowed just slightly before glancing off towards the side, “He’s
my mate, Cassie. Not a boy toy. And he wouldn’t have been in that situation had
you just minded your own damn business.”
“I can’t help it. I want you all to myself, Dean. I don’t like sharing you.”
Her lips curved into a seductive smirk.
The skin between Dean's eyebrows wrinkled as his eyes narrowed. “Excuse me? Did
you not just hear me? I’m mated. Happily mated at that, Cassie. I don’t want
anything to do with you. This conversation is done.” The Alpha turned around,
finalizing the conversation until Cassie grasped at his bicep to keep him from
leaving.
“Dean, wait!” Cassie pleaded; her brown eyes wide as she stared at him in a
mixture of something Dean couldn’t quite place. “I can give you so much more
than he can. Just give me a chance, please? I know I messed up before but I’m
willing to start over. I can overlook this hiccup in our relationship.”
Is she insane? Maybe she thought she had some sort of wolf claim on him that
she was entitled to. “Look, we’re done. I’ve told you way too many times that I
wanted nothing to do with you. Now if you’ll kindly get out of my way, I have
some important things I gotta do before leaving.”
Before Dean was able to turn around, Cassie quickly dropped to her knees and
bowed her head in submission before turning around and lifted up her skirt,
presenting herself in front of Dean. The scent of Omega submission and arousal
began to radiate off of her as she wiggled her hips as if flagging for him to
mount her. She whimpered softly as she lowered her upper body and relaxed her
posture as if waiting patiently.
However, Dean was completely mortified at the sight of her. He quickly averted
his gaze as his jaws clenched in frustration. Was this what she thought he
wanted? Did she think he wanted someone that was weak and presented to him
whenever he wanted? Maybe that’s how she perceived Castiel, as some weak little
Omega who couldn’t defend himself against danger and presented himself to any
Alpha he thought would protect him. Another whimper came from Cassie as the
scent of outrage and humiliation emitted from him in waves.
“Get up!” Dean snapped through clenched teeth as his eyes narrowed, glaring at
her with complete animosity.
Cassie scrambled to turn around and stared up at him as the scent of fear began
to waft from her. Good. She should be afraid. Had she no shame? Presenting
herself in front of a mated Alpha. As Dean continued to glare, he was able to
see the desperation in her eyes. It was as if she would stop at nothing to have
him. Once Cassie was standing again, Dean took a step back from her just as a
threatening growl rumbled within his chest.
“If you ever do that again, I’ll kill you.”
Cassie took a shallow breath to calm her fear, “I can give you what he can’t
Dean. I can give you a family. We could have pups together.”
Dean scoffed at the offer. “I already have a family and a pup on the way.”
The Alpha turned away from her, not bothering to watch her process the
information then began to jog to get some distance between him and the scent of
Omega fear and the lingering arousal. It was definitely time to leave the camp.
There was nothing but trouble if he stayed with Castiel. Plus there was the
fear of Cassie trying to hurt Castiel and their pup or kitten. He honestly
couldn’t let that happen. His ultimate goal was to protect his family and
that’s exactly what he was going to do. If it meant leaving the cabin behind
then so be it.
                                      ***
Castiel watched as Dean jogged along the trail until he was no longer able to
see the Alpha. When he was out of sight, Castiel went back inside of the cabin
so that he could gather all of his belongings. Since most of his stuff was
still packed from when he left home, he didn’t have much to do other than to
find a way to wash his clothes but he figured he could do that once they
reached town. So Castiel went in the room he was originally given and began
gathering up his clothes and stuffed them into his backpack. He also went ahead
and folded the handmade blanket that was on the bed and placed it beside his
belongings. He couldn’t believe that he was actually leaving again but this
time with his small family.
Castiel placed his hands against his stomach. There was a baby growing inside
of him. There was an actual baby growing inside of him and it wasn’t with
someone who didn’t care about him. He breathed in through his mouth and held it
while rubbing his hands against his stomach. This was something that his mother
wouldn’t have approved of. Knowing her, she was probably trying to find a way
to bring him back so that she could mate with someone she chose. Since he was
already mated, there was nothing she could do to separate him and Dean. Hell,
she may even disown him because he left but he honestly didn’t care because he
was mated to someone he chose to be with.
After he was finished folding the blankets, Castiel went into Dean’s room and
began to fold what clothes he was able to find in Dean’s room. He wasn’t sure
where the Alpha kept his bags so he just managed to keep everything on the bed
until Dean came back. Downstairs, Castiel was able to hear Sam’s voice so he
assumed Sarah was with him. They were probably here to gather everything in
Dean’s cabin. Even though he was excited about the thought of leaving, he was
beginning to wonder exactly how they were going to carry everything with them.
He wasn’t even sure if Sam or Dean had a car. Then again, he highly doubted it
because he would have seen some sort of car keys lying around.
Heavy footsteps made their way upstairs and into the hall as Castiel sat in
Dean’s room after he was finished with everything. Since they were all leaving,
Castiel wondered if the camp was going to be shut down or if another Alpha was
going to take Dean’s place. As Castiel continued to put items he figured Dean
would want on the bed, Sam entered the bedroom with a large duffle bag and
began packing away Dean’s clothes. In the next room over, Castiel was able to
hear Sarah shuffling around and possibly gathering everything he had packed
away. Since Sam had the bedroom covered, Castiel went into the bathroom and
began picking up items he figured would be useful.
Even from the bathroom, Castiel was able to hear when Dean entered the cabin
again. He was also able to hear the conversation the two brothers were having
once Dean made his way upstairs and even though he knew eavesdropping was
wrong, that didn’t stop him from listening to their conversation.
“So how’d it go? Did they take it well?” Sam asked.
Dean remained silent for a moment, “Cassie presented to me.” Castiel’s heart
practically flew into his throat as he let out a choked breath.
Sam gasped, “Are you serious? What made her do that?”
Dean scoffed, “I learned that she’s crazy. I’ll be glad when we leave here.
They can do whatever they want in this camp once we’re gone. Oh, and Madison
asked if you’d take her back because she realized she made a mistake and she
really misses you.”
“You know the only way we’re going to be able to carry everything is if we …
y’know.” Sam’s voice trailed through the hall even though he was trying to
whisper. “I don’t want anything to do with her. She lied to me.”
Dean sighed, “Yeah, I know. And I still haven’t told him yet. Have you told
Sarah?” Castiel heard Dean laugh, “Well, I’ll talk to Cas and you can talk to
Sarah… I don’t want him freaking out though.”
Sam snorted, “I’m sure he’ll stick with you no matter what. You two are true
mates.”
“So are you and Sarah.” There was a loud clapping sound, “Well, let me go do
this.” Dean closed the door and stepped into the hallway, “Cas?”
Castiel’s heart began to thump erratically against his ribcage at the
possibilities of what Dean was going to tell him, the thought of Cassie no
longer at the front of his mind. Taking a steadying breath, Castiel stepped
into the hallway with the Alpha when he called his name. He was carrying a
small bag of their toiletries that was left in the bathroom. The scent of
nervousness made Castiel’s Omega whine softly. Dean was worried and Castiel
didn’t know how to make it go away. Instead, he walked over to the Alpha and
placed his palm against Dean’s cheek. It wasn’t enough to make the smell go
away completely but he was glad to see Dean relax a little.
“We gotta talk.”
The Alpha and Omega made their way into the living room and then took their
place on the couch. Castiel placed the small bag on the floor by his feet. Dean
rubbed his hands together, his gaze occasionally shifting between the floor and
Castiel before staying on his mate. This was a conversation he knew that he’d
have to have one day. But after 700 years, he gave up because he never found
anyone he connected with. Dean figured that he wouldn’t have to explain to a
mate that Dean shifted into a bi-pedal wolf due to a religious practice.
Now there was the lingering fear of rejection once Castiel found out about him.
Sure they were mated but that didn’t mean Castiel wouldn’t try to leave and
possibly get rid of their pup. Hell, Castiel might even try to mate with
someone else to remove Dean’s mark. His frazzled nerves were settled somewhat
when Castiel’s hand rested against his thigh. This was something he had to do.
Castiel was brave enough to reveal his ears and tail to him because he trusted
him enough to do so. So throwing his fear aside, Dean turned his body to give
Castiel his full attention.
“Remember when I told you that I wasn’t like other Alphas?” Castiel nodded and
kept his gaze on Dean. “Well, I’m not like other descendants either… In fact,
I’m not a descendant. I know it’s something I should have told you a while ago
but I was afraid of how you would take it.”
Castiel’s head tilted in a curious manner as his eyes squinted to study the
Alpha. “But you’re an Alpha. You had to have descended from something.” He
didn’t completely understand what Dean was saying. “If you’re not a descendant,
then what are you exactly?”
Dean’s lips pressed together as his gaze darted to the floor once again before
staring into Castiel’s bright blue gaze. “I’m … Uhm, I’m a shifter. A
Lycanthrope to be exact.”
A Lycanthrope? Castiel had never even heard of such a creature. Was Dean
playing some sort of joke on him? “What’s that?”
Dean swallowed down his nervousness, “It’s a religious practice of accepting
the wolf into your being. In return, the Wolf Gods grants you the ability to
shift into a bi-pedal wolf and longevity of life.” Now that the explanation was
out, it was just up to Castiel to see if he would be willing to accept him.
“So you’re like a werewolf?” Castiel’s eyebrows drew together as his eyes
narrowed, giving him a confused expression.
Dean’s eyes widened in absolute abhorrence and shock as he stared at Castiel in
disbelief. He had to restrain himself from growling in pique. “No! We are
nothing like those abominations!” Did Castiel really just call him a werewolf?
“Don’t ever call me that!” Dean growled out in frustration.
Castiel shrank away from Dean at his sudden change in scent. The Sandalwood was
replaced with Balsam and smoke. Dean's eyes even flashed an illuminated green.
“I’m so sorry, Alpha. I didn’t mean to offend you. I promise I won’t do it
again.” Castiel quickly lowered his gaze to the floor and dropped his head in
complete submission, his ears even lowering into his hair. He folded his hands
within his lap and closed his eyes in fear that Dean would actually hit him. He
remembered the times he’d witnessed his mother receiving a harsh slap whenever
she did something his father didn’t approve of or whenever she had spoken out
of turn.
His mother had always told him to show complete submission whenever he had
angered his mate. His mother had believed he would be mated to a Beta so she
explained how these situations worked for Betas. She even trained him for the
day that he would be mated to a Beta but she never trained him how to handle an
angered Alpha. Since they were so rare, she probably figured she didn’t need
to. Betas weren’t as temperamental as Alphas so they weren’t as fierce but his
mate just happened to be an Alpha. A very powerful Alpha that could probably
break him in half with the right blow to the body no doubt. Whenever his mother
angered her Alpha mate Michael, she would lower herself until she appeared
smaller than him and that’s just what Castiel was trying to do.
Dean, however, soon realized his mistake when Castiel began to show nothing but
utter submission and fear. His just gaped at Castiel in his own apparent
disbelief. His outburst frightened his Omega and he was able to smell the fear
coming from his mate. A sense of shame washed over him as he tried to reach for
Castiel’s hand to calm his Omega but Castiel recoiled his hand away before
shoving it back in Dean’s hand as if he realized a mistake.
“Cas, please don’t do that. I’m sorry.” Dean pleaded but Castiel refused to
even look at him. He just continued to remain in such a submissive posture that
it made Dean’s heart plummet to the pit of his stomach and his throat constrict
with disgust in himself. Dean tried to relax his nerves so that his scent would
hopefully calm Castiel’s powerful scent of fear. “Cas, please look at me. I
didn’t mean to frighten you, okay?” A shuddering breath left him when he
noticed that Castiel was quivering because of him. And it wasn't in the fun
way.
Instead, Dean leaned close and began to nuzzle his cheek against Castiel’s. In
hierarchy society, this was completely reversed. In wolf nature, Castiel was
supposed to lick and nuzzle him as if begging for forgiveness but that wasn’t
what he wanted. He wanted Castiel to forgive him for his own temperamental
outburst. Sure it would be considered degrading for an Alpha to be sitting here
nuzzling and kissing an Omega’s cheek and neck to gain his forgiveness but he
didn’t care. And neither did his Alpha apparently.
When Castiel’s stiff posture began to relax just a fraction, Dean let out a
soft whimper while continuing his trail of kisses against Castiel’s cheek. In
one final stretch, he began to lick along Castiel’s jaw, which actually caused
the Omega to let out a startled giggle, breaking his submissive pose. Dean
pulled back and was pleased to see that Castiel’s eyes were open. His scent was
no longer fearful but cautious instead and Dean figured that was another plus
that he could add for himself.
“Do you forgive me?” Dean whispered softly as he rested his forehead against
Castiel’s shoulder. He extended his hand out, his palm upward, and waited to
see if Castiel would offer him his hand. “I’m really sorry.”
Hesitantly, Castiel placed his hand into Dean’s and watched as the Alpha curled
his calloused fingers around his hand. “I honestly didn’t mean to offe-”
Castiel’s words were cut short when Dean pressed his lips against the Omega’s
in a tender manner.
“Let’s just move past this, okay? I don’t ever want to scare you again. I
overreacted and I shouldn’t have.” Dean began to pepper Castiel’s cheek, lips,
and chin with little kisses again.
Castiel glanced down at the floor as he began to wonder exactly what was
happening. He’d always heard stories about how Alphas were hungry to show their
dominance and hold it over their subordinates but Dean’s actions were anything
but. If anything, he was acting in the place of a submissive person, which
Castiel was confused about. Back home, his father would have never even
considered showing weakness to his mother. He was an Alpha after all and he
wanted to make sure everyone knew that. He waved his power around and had a lot
of folks afraid of him.
Since his father was a businessman, he was interested in merging his company
with someone who they saw was acceptable and that’s where Castiel’s dowry to a
suitor came in. Being sold to the Beta Balthazar was exactly what his father
needed to increase his company. This was information Castiel wasn’t supposed to
know but he’d heard his parents talking when he decided to explore the house
when they thought he was asleep. He remembered the dinner they had the night he
met the Beta and his father smelled of nothing but dominance and slight
aggression if anyone decided to step out of line during the interview.
Yet, Dean sat here with him and practically begged for his forgiveness. Why
would an Alpha beg an Omega for their forgiveness? Naomi had always begged
Michael for his whenever he got angry at her but whenever she was angry with
him, she still begged for his forgiveness because she stepped out of line by
voicing her opinions. There seemed to be a lot of things that were different
from what he were taught when he was a child. Being with the Alpha now made him
see them in a completely new light. Then again, he was sure there were Alphas
that still asserted their dominance around whenever they got the chance.
Castiel tilted his head, exposing his neck when Dean began to scent him. The
scruff of Dean’s cheek sent an involuntary shiver down his spine when the Alpha
started to nuzzle him again, causing him to purr. He shouldn’t be afraid of his
Alpha. Even though his mother was afraid of Michael, Dean was nothing like his
dominance throwing father. Dean was protective and playful but he didn’t seem
to like it when someone addressed him so formally. Even though he’d been on the
camp for a few days, he always saw that everyone wasn’t afraid to walk up to
either Sam or Dean. The only time he was completely afraid of them was when he
saw Sam for the first time but Dean made him feel safe even though he didn’t
even know the Alpha.
As Dean continued to nuzzle at Castiel’s neck, a random thought popped into his
head. Since Dean was revealing his secret, did that mean he planned on showing
Castiel his other form? “Dean?” Castiel whispered softly. Did the Alpha
actually trust Castiel enough to show him what his wolf looked like? The only
thing he hoped was that he didn’t look as disfigured as the werewolves.
“Hm?” The Alpha was now nuzzling his cheek against Castiel’s stomach. Aside
from Castiel’s usual scent, Dean was able to smell the faint fragment of
Balsam. A small puff of pride swelled in his chest at the thought of Castiel
giving birth to a shifter pup. He would even be happy if Castiel had a kitten.
He’d love his child all the same.
Castiel rested his hand against Dean’s back and began to rub in soothing
circles along the bare skin that was visible. “Do… uhm, did you tell me about
what you are because you plan on showing me y-your other form?”
Dean sat up and gazed into his mate’s ocean blue eyes. “Yeah. It’s how Sam and
I travel whenever we decide to move to another area.” A flash of uncertainty
crossed his features, “Did you not... not want to?”
If Castiel and Dean were going to have a successful relationship, then Castiel
needed to know every part of the Alpha. True they rushed into a relationship
but he wouldn’t change how things went. “I would very much love to see your
other form.” Castiel answered honestly. They had all the time in the world to
learn about each other and he was glad that Dean actually trusted him to tell
him such a deep secret.
                                      ***
The duo stayed on the couch, Castiel cuddled against Dean’s side and Dean’s arm
wrapped securely around his mate’s shoulders. When Castiel was calm enough,
they went to help Sam and Sarah clear out the important things that Dean wanted
to take with them. Dean had chuckled when he noticed all of the blankets
Castiel had wanted to bring. He had to admit that they’d be perfect for making
a pillow nest once they had a place of their own. After the house was
completely bare, with the exception of the furniture and things they couldn't
carry, they left the cabin and the Omegas followed behind the Alphas so they
wouldn’t get lost in the forest.
Sam and Dean led the Omegas to their favorite shifting place since it was
completely secluded from the campsite. Castiel was surprised at how well Sarah
had taken Sam’s confession. She had even told him that she was excited to see
what they’d look like. Initially, Castiel figured she would have been
frightened to know that her mate changed into a large wolf-like creature but
she seemed fascinated by it. Then again, she was a fox descendant and he’d read
that foxes were quite curious just as they were cunning. Even though it was a
stereotype, he couldn't help but wonder if the curiosity was the only thing the
books got right.
When they reached the clearing, Castiel’s face began to turn bright pink when
he noticed both men undressing from their pelts. Of course he’d seen Dean naked
on many occasions but this seemed different somehow. Then there was Sam, who
seemed to not have any shame as he packed away his clothes in one of his bags.
Dean did the same. An involuntary cringe coursed through him when he heard the
uncomfortable snapping of bones. The Omega wasn’t sure if he should be
fascinated or afraid that Dean was actually going to hurt himself.
After the transformation was complete, Castiel stood back in awe as he stared
up at the large creature that was his mate. Instead of staying on two paws,
both Alphas lowered until they were lying on their stomachs. He turned to see
if Sarah had changed her mind about being curious but it was clear to say she
hadn’t. Castiel was surprised to see her petting Sam’s fur. So, Castiel
wandered over towards the large Alpha and brushed his fingers through Dean’s
fur. It was completely soft and the same color as his hair. All while they were
walking, Castiel had feared he’d have the same reaction to seeing werewolves
for the first time but there was no fear. In fact, his Omega felt completely at
ease and safe at Dean's wolfish appearance.
As Castiel continued to glide his fingers through Dean’s fur, he was able to
feel Dean’s deep rumbles travel through his body. They were much more intense
than when Dean would lie on top of him when they slept.
“Cas.”
Castiel startled, recoiling his hand back when he heard the guttural and
animalistic voice. Dean can talk? Castiel leaned so that he was able to look at
Dean’s face and noticed he had something that resembled a smirk on his muzzle.
He rose at the sound of shuffling on the other side of Dean. Sarah had loaded
their bags against Sam’s lower back. She also tied a few bags against his hind
legs. It took Castiel a moment to drag all of their bags over so that he was
able to load everything onto Dean’s back and hind legs. Luckily Sarah helped
him carry the rest of his items and helped him strap everything to the Alpha.
After Castiel and Sarah climbed onto the Alphas backs, they were carried out
into the forest.
                                      ***
During their journey, they had made a couple of stops so that Sam and Dean were
able to shift back and rest. Dean had also managed to catch a deer so that they
would have something to eat for the night. Sam had set up a small fire so that
they wouldn’t be eating raw meat after Dean skinned the valuable parts to
create thick slices of venison. After the fire was put out, Sam and Dean
managed to shift back into their large wolf form and lied down on their sides.
During the rest of the night, Sarah and Castiel cuddled within their Alphas'
fur so that they would be able to stay warm.
When the sun peaked through the trees, they were awake and already walking
towards town. Castiel wasn’t sure what direction they were headed in but he was
positive that both Alphas knew where they were going. They must have had a keen
sense of smell and was able to smell civilization from a great distance.
Castiel nuzzled into the fur between Dean’s shoulder blades as they continued
to make their way towards whatever town they found. He couldn’t help the
contented purr that vibrated through him. Dean’s fur was so warm and soft that
it reminded him of the fur blankets he would use in the winter.
The first town they arrived at, Castiel couldn’t picture raising a pup in such
an environment. Not only were most of the people rude, the air smelled toxic
and reeked of aggression. It almost reminded him of living back home with his
parents. Castiel adamantly refused to pass through the town and they continued
along the edge of the forest until they reached a city area. The atmosphere
wasn’t toxic but he noticed that Dean seemed to wince at the loud noises or
would try to hold his breath to keep from breathing in all of the different
kinds of scents.
Since they’d reached the end of the forest that could be walked through, they
had to continue their journey by passing through towns. The only issue was that
they had to carry everything, which made it difficult. After Dean was able to
settle his nerves due to being in the city, they were able to walk comfortably
until carrying everything became a burden. As they continued to explore the
city, Dean managed to find a place where he was able to trade in valuables for
cash. Castiel wondered what it was that Dean had planned to buy with his money.
On the plus side, they had one less bag to carry while they continued to find
the right town that felt like home to them.
After Dean had traded in old jewelry and items that was worth high value, he
was able to treat everyone to a nights stay in a local hotel so that they would
have a place to put their belongings and be able to rest for the night. They
had connecting rooms so it made it easier for them to stay together. Once they
were all showered, both couples left their rooms so they could find a
restaurant to eat at. While they were on their way, Dean spotted a dull, black
muscle car with the word Chevrolet on the driver’s side of the gill and a For
Sale sign in the window. Next to it was a man – a human – that was checking his
phone. When the man began to walk away from the car, Dean ran over to get his
attention.
Dean gave a low whistle, “Wow! She’s a beauty.” When the man turned to look at
him, Dean looked up to give direct eye contact, “Hey, uh, you looking to sell
this car?” Dean questioned when the man turned around fully and began to
inspect him.
The man gave a slow nod, though the look on his face told Dean he was shocked
someone was actually asking about the car. “Uh, yeah actually. I’ve been trying
to sell it for a while now but I haven't found any takers. My wife wants me to
get rid of it and get a newer car.”
“Seriously? I mean she looks to be in good condition-”
Behind him, Sam scoffed in amusement, “Dean, what do you even know about cars?”
A smile flashed across the man’s face, “Yeah, it’s a great car. It has a 327
Engine and a Four-Barrel carburetor. It also has great horsepower and drives
smooth but be careful in the winter.” His expression turned fond as he ran his
hand along the roof of the car. “Are you- you interested in buying it?” The man
asked, his expression on the verge of being hopeful.
Dean’s gaze shifted over towards the car. It would be convenient and beneficial
for them to actually have something to put all of their belongings in once they
left the hotel. Since they were now out of the forest, having a car seemed like
the most logical necessity to have. “Actually, yeah I wouldn’t mind taking her
off your hands. How much you want? … I’m Dean by the way.” He added after a
second thought.
“I wanted $2,550 for it but I’ll sell it to you for $2,204.” The hopeful
expression crept back onto the man’s face. It was as if he was afraid he’d be
asking for too much for the car.
Dean’s lips curved into a crooked smile as he nodded in agreement, “Sure,
you’ve got all the papers?” He reached into the pocket of his –Castiel’s –
jeans and pulled out a clip of money.
“Of course, I have the title and the VIN accounted for. My father bought this
car when it first came out in 1967 and gave it to me when he died.” He walked
around to the passenger’s side of the car and opened the glove compartment and
began rummaging through until he found what he was looking for. “Here’s the
registration. My name is Daniel Moriarty. My father’s name was Salvador. I had
everything changed over when I inherited the car.” He then reached into his
wallet and pulled out his driver’s license so that Dean could see that his name
matched the one on the registration and title.
Risking a peek, Dean was able to tell that Sam was beyond annoyed with him. He
knew that his brother would have a few choice words about him doing something
he considered impulsive but he was thinking practical. He didn’t want Castiel
carrying anything while walking long distances until they found some place to
call home. “I’ll take her.”
Once the exchange was finished and Dean had the keys to his new car, he watched
as the man went into the building he was originally going in before he was
stopped. Castiel had a confused expression on his face but Dean figured it
wasn’t a bad thing. Sam still wore a blank expression but he knew that once he
explained his line of thought, his brother would soon come around. When Sam
walked over to inspect the car, Dean noticed the frown that was on his face.
His shoulders sagged in slight annoyance at the critical glare he was
receiving.
“What is it Sam?” Dean frowned once Sam turned to look at him.
Sam placed his fists on his hips as if to make himself look bigger. “You
couldn’t have discussed this with us first? Do you even know anything about
cars?”
Castiel walked over towards the car and placed a hand against the hood.
“I figured it would be a better way for us to travel. We can cover more ground
this way.” Dean thought it should have been easy for Sam to follow his line of
logic but Sam obviously didn’t see things the way he did.
“Well, your “new” car has a dent on the back passenger’s side door. It has rust
along the body and tires. There’s a tear on the backseat bench, and the grill
is a little bent.” Sam pointed out.
Dean snorted, “With a little TLC, she’ll be as good as new.” Dean patted Sam on
the back and walked over towards the driver’s side, “Gotta look on the bright
side, Sam, I have a car now.”
Sam opened the passenger’s door and huffed when he heard the door squeak. “Oh
great! The door squeaks.” The Alpha rolled his eyes in mild irritation, “Do you
even know how to drive?”
“’Course I do.” Dean beamed at his brother before turning his attention to his
mate and new sister in law. “C’mon, get in. Let’s go get some food and maybe
look around.”
After some bickering – mainly from Sam – about Dean’s new car and his driving
skills, the group managed to find a little restaurant that just happened to be
wedged in the shopping district of the city. Castiel was grateful to find a
restaurant because, for some reason, he was starting to crave steak. He was
never really a fan of red meats but the urge to sink his teeth into a steak
continued to gnaw at him. He also wanted ice cream topped with strawberries but
he figured he’d have to find a way to make that when they were back at the
hotel. The Omega also figured that once they were finished eating, they’d be
able to shop around for Sam and Dean so they could get some new clothes.
It wasn’t ideal to walk around normal society in fur pelts and leathers. The
Alphas would have been sure to stand out and draw attention to themselves but
Castiel found that he was able to give both Alphas an outfit to wear from his
own clothes. Sadly, they looked quite uncomfortable but didn’t complain about
the tightness of their borrowed clothes. The Omega in him, however, relished
the fact that Dean was wearing his clothes. Sure it was the Alpha who was
supposed to enjoy their Omega wearing their clothes but Castiel couldn’t help
himself. The idea of Dean smelling like him to any random Omega pleased him on
an instinctual level. He couldn’t say the same for Sam but Sarah had agreed
–reluctantly – with him that they couldn’t walk around dressed like they lived
in the forest.
Thankfully, the restaurant they came across sold steaks and had a decent
selection of deserts. Castiel was especially grateful for that because he was
able to get ice cream and a fruit tart after he finished his dinner. While they
sat in the restaurant, they managed to talk a little more so that they could
get to know each other. Castiel told Dean about how his parents were offering
to sell him to a Beta in agreement that whoever his father chose would become a
business partner for his company. He explained that it was the reason why he
had run away and managed to run into him and his brother. When he finished his
story, the only thing he was able to smell from Dean was irritation and
protectiveness. It was something that he had wanted to avoid but he knew that
he’d have to tell his mate sooner or later.
After dinner was finished and everything was paid for, the group left the
restaurant so they could find the Alphas some clothes of their own. Dean
expressed displeasure in the idea but Castiel soothed him by telling him it was
the only way to fit in with everyone. Aside from the clothes situation, Castiel
was able to see that Dean was having a much more difficult time than Sam when
it came to adjusting to civilization. Castiel guessed that Sam must have lived
with people before and was somewhat more use to it than Dean. When they finally
found a store that Dean seemed to agree on, the Omegas followed the Alphas and
watched as they picked out their choice of clothes.
To his surprise, Dean stuck with neutral colored t-shirts and button ups while
Sam picked some that were a little more stylish. They both seemed to have the
same taste in jeans and shoes though. After Sam and Dean finished their
shopping and paid for everything, they changed into their respective clothes
and placed Castiel’s borrowed clothes into a bag. Even though the clothes Dean
picked out were neutral colors, Castiel was struck in awe at how much they
actually seemed to suit him. He also found it adorable how uncomfortable Dean
seemed to be while wearing clothes. Sarah and Sam left so that they could find
her some new clothes since she didn’t have many. He and Dean also left the
store in search of some new clothes for Castiel since he wasn’t able to button
his jeans anymore.
Once Castiel finished his own shopping, they figured it was time to meet back
at Dean’s new car. But while they were walking, Castiel continued to feel as if
he were being followed. Even though Dean’s hand against his skin should have
been enough to calm his panic, it did nothing to soothe him. When he heard his
name being called from behind him, he froze in place. They found me! His
parents must have found him or at least sent someone out to look for him.
“Castiel?” The soft voice called from a few feet behind. “Castiel, is that
you?”
It was a woman so he didn’t feel as threatened. Slowly, he turned around and
was caught completely off guard at the sight before him. “Anna?” He gasped
softly at her. Anna was his Beta sister that was born in the second litter
before him. The last time he had seen her, she had left to start college in
another town. Staring at her now, she looked pale and her hair was no longer
auburn but was red that hung over her shoulders. “Oh my god.” He gasped again
in total disbelief.
Anna ran over and wrapped her arms around him when he stepped away from Dean.
“Oh god, I haven’t seen you in six years.” She pulled away from him and placed
her hands against his cheek as if inspecting him. “What are you doing here?”
Castiel nuzzled into her neck before she let him go. He wasn’t surprised when
he didn’t smell home on her skin anymore. He only got that scent whenever he
was close to Dean. “I know it’s been so long. It’s really good to see you.”
Anna took a cautious step back when Dean came to stand next to him and cleared
his throat. “Oh!” He reached to place his hand on Dean’s arm, “Dean, this is
Anna, my sister.” He turned to look at Dean and was pleased when his scent
finally relaxed from anxious Alpha. He then turned back to his sister, “And
this is Dean. My mate.” He said proudly.
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