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      Explicit
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  Category:
      F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi, Other
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      Dean_Winchester/Original_Female_Character(s), Gabriel/Donna_Hanscum,
      Becky_Rosen/Chuck_Shurley, Ellen_Harvelle/Bobby_Singer, Charlie_Bradbury/
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      Harvelle/Sam_Winchester, Alex_Jones/John_Winchester, Cain/Jody_Mills,
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      Lafitte, Lucifer_(Supernatural), Castiel_(Supernatural), Meg_Masters,
      Kate_(Supernatural:_Bitten), John_Winchester, Annie_"Alex"_Jones, Jo
      Harvelle, Cain_(Supernatural), Jody_Mills, Abaddon_(Supernatural), Rowena
      MacLeod, Crowley_(Supernatural), Gabriel_(Supernatural), Donna_Hanscum,
      Chuck_Shurley, Becky_Rosen, Bobby_Singer, Ellen_Harvelle, Ash_
      (Supernatural), Garth_Fitzgerald_IV, Charlie_Bradbury, Claire_Novak,
      Krissy_Chambers, Alfie_(Supernatural), Lucas_Barr, Zachariah_
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      Beta/Omega_Dynamics, free_love, Bottom_Dean, Top_Dean, Top_Benny_Lafitte,
      Minor_Violence, Scent_Marking, Pack_Dynamics, Pack_Bonding, Bestiality,
      Explicit_Sexual_Content, Bloodplay, Bottom_Castiel, Past_Rape/Non-con,
      Past_Abuse, Rape_Aftermath, Non-Consensual_Drug_Use, Past_Torture,
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      territory, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Threesome_-_M/M/M, Nightmares,
      Hallucinations, Consensual_Underage_Sex, Intimacy, Bathing/Washing, Hand
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      instincts, Enthusiastic_Consent
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      Published: 2018-03-28 Chapters: 7/? Words: 49646
****** The Taloa Omega ******
by acklesbbykate
Summary
     It had been years since Dean's mother, Mary, passed and the Taloa
     Pack still hadn't found an omega to replace her. Omegas were rare and
     hard to find. They were meant to be cherished and protected. They
     were the glue that held a pack together. When the Taloa pack finds
     their omega, she is scared and helpless, injured and malnourished,
     and starved for true affection after being abducted and badly abused
     by a rebel alpha. Dean and the Taloa wolves help Willa heal, and she
     discovers just what it means to be part of a pack like theirs. A
     brutal winter is creeping in, bringing its own problems, when the
     rebel alpha comes back for Willa. The pack decides to take matters
     into their own paws and hunt down the lone wolf, but when tragedy
     strikes and the pack is attacked and one of their best fighters
     injured, they realize the lone wolf they were after may not be as
     alone as they thought. Willa is hell-bent on keeping her new pack
     safe and finding her place with them, and with Willa in their midst
     the pack has more drive than ever to combat Nature and Nemeses and
     come out on top. The Taloa pack will need to draw on their strength,
     cunning, perseverance, and ultimately their love for each other and
     their new omega to make it to spring.
***** The Pack *****
Chapter Summary
     Hi all! I'm super excited about this fic. It's my first foray into a
     multi-chapter beast. I wanted to drop a few notes up here to give
     general info about the AU.
     Taloa is a Choctaw Indian word that means sing. The other pack in the
     story is the Lusa Oka Pack. Lusa Oka is Choctaw and means black
     water.
     In this 'verse all wolf packs are made up of mostly alphas, with
     several mated beta pairs, and one omega. Omegas are rare.
     The wolves are essentially eternal; they don't age past maturity and
     they can live for as long as they are not severely harmed. It takes a
     lot to harm them to the point of death. Maturity is different for
     each wolf. Until Maturity they must shift to human on every full
     moon. *This is what I meant in the tags by Backwards Werewolves*
     After maturity they aren’t forced to shift. They can always shift
     back and forth easily and they can shift at any time.
     The concept of nudity doesn't exist.
     In wolf form, they communicate telepathically. You'll find those
     words in bold italic font.
     Please heed the tags. There are lots of kinky things happening in
     this story, as well as some things that could potentially be
     triggering. Otherwise...ENJOY :)
The morning was cool, a reminder that a cold, hard winter was well on its way
to the Colorado plains. Dean’s tongue fell out the side of his mouth as he sat
on his favorite rock at the top of a hill overlooking the full expanse of the
Taloa Pack territory. He loved having a quiet moment every morning while the
pack was still waking up to just take it all in. As the Taloa Pack’s High
Alpha, he rarely had much time to himself, but he wouldn’t have it any other
way. He genuinely loved his pack. They weren’t just his friends and family,
they were his lifeblood, what kept him going every day.
His ears pricked forward as he heard movement in the valley below. He smiled as
he saw the pack begin leaving their dens. Every morning, every Taloa wolf would
meet there in the valley and spend time together-talking, playing, cuddling in
the sun. The most important part of the morning though was scent bonding as a
pack. It was central to the well-being of every pack-every wolf-to have that
scent remain vibrant. It was vital, though, for the Taloa alphas. Without an
omega in their pack since Dean’s mother, Mary, passed, the alphas’ base
instincts and hormones were at odds, leaving them feeling abandoned and lonely.
Starting every morning by scent-bonding with the full pack kept that part of
them more at ease.
Dean hopped off his rock and loped down the hill, giving a soft howl as he
neared his pack. His voice, low and deep, was answered with a chorus of happy
yips, barks, and howls. Pack members danced around him as he joined them, the
excited energy of a brand new morning heavy in the atmosphere. He stopped in
the center, his family surrounding him, and lifted his head to the sky, closing
his eyes and howling long and joyful. One by one, the other wolves followed
suit until all twenty-five voices were calling out together. When they tapered
off, Dean shook, his tawny colored fur rustling in the cool air.
Oof! Dean grunted when a pup-Krissy, he noticed-slammed into him. He fell,
letting the pup play-attack him. He yipped and growled as she pounced and
snapped. Most alphas, especially in a more traditional pack, wouldn’t let
anyone-even pups, even playing-get them on their back. But the Taloa pack were
a laid back bunch, and Dean loved rough-housing with the pups. The betas spent
time teaching them how to fight and protect themselves and each other, but that
didn’t mean Dean couldn’t get down in the dirt with them too.
Dean, tell us the story of Taloa again! Krissy cocked her head, peering down at
Dean, her honey colored eyes an exact match to her father, Gabriel’s. She
wagged her tail as she let him back up, always hopeful to hear her favorite
story. She had heard it so many times she could tell it herself, but hearing it
from her High Alpha was always a welcome treat.
The only other pups in the pack, Alfie and Lucas, meandered over towards Dean
as he sat down and beckoned them all closer. A few adults choose to lay
alongside the pups and listen, but others gave them some space so they could
talk and scent with each other. Sam picked Krissy up by the scruff of her neck,
laying down and dropping her between his front paws so she could cuddle against
his chest as she listened. Dean crouched low to be level with the pups as he
began the story he’d told time and time again, the origin of Taloa.
Millennia ago, the Heavens looked down on the Earth and saw how sad and lonely
She was. He saw the oceans, full of Her tears; Her great plain, bare and empty.
He had been with the Earth for eons, and loved Her dearly. He couldn’t stand
seeing His beautiful mate so distraught, so He gave Her a gift to lift Her
spirits and give Her life vitality again. He gave Her… Dean paused and the pups
all leaned forward in unison, hanging on his words.
Pups! Dean exclaimed, thumping his tail on the ground. The rapid movement of
the pups own little tails kicked up dust behind them.
The Earth was so happy with Her gift, promising the Heavens that when each pup
had grown and lived a long and happy life with Her, She would send them back to
Him. The Heavens accepted Her promise, and then delivered to Her the first
pups. There were alphas, strong and protective. There were omegas, gentle and
nurturing. And there were betas, kind and hardworking.
As the Earth grew older, Her great plane split. Her pups were separated into
smaller packs. She watched them struggle for survival. When She called to Her
mate, asking for help to protect Her pups, the Heavens told Her He would grant
each new pack a small gift. He would give them something to help them survive.
One pack He gave the gift of white fur, so they would blend with the snow.
Another He gave the gift of speed, so they would be able to outrun the hunters.
When all other packs were gifted and only one remained, the Heavens and Earth
could only stare in wonder. What could They possibly gift the last pack? They
seemed to already have everything they need.
The Earth decided She would grant the last gift: Taloa, the gift of song. She
gifted the final pack the most beautiful voices in all the land so that they
would sing praises to the Heavens for all that He had done for wolf-kind. Dean
sat back on his haunches and howled a short, sweet song to the sky. The pups,
who hadn’t reached the age where their full howl would develop, yipped and
trilled beside him. Dean looked back down at them with a smile.
And that, little pups, is the story of Taloa. He leaned down and nuzzled Alfie,
who was leaning against his leg, scenting into his cream colored fur. Then he
turned to Lucas and did the same, his hazel eyes somber as he scented his High
Alpha back. Then Dean turned to Sam and Krissy, nipping at her ear gently
before licking her face and nuzzling against her cheek. He nuzzled Sammy’s
muzzle then watched as Sam let Krissy groom him for a few moments before she
went to play with the other pups.
When the pups scampered off, Dean watching them affectionately, an older gray
wolf sat down beside him. Dean turned and head-butted the old-timer.
Hey Bobby. You listen to the story again?
You tell it just like your mama used to, Bobby grumbled.
She would be proud of you Dean, came a voice from Bobby’s other side. Dean
peered around him to see Bobby’s mate, Ellen, approaching. He woofed at her
quietly, thanking her for the compliment. Ellen and Bobby may have been one of
the pack’s Beta pairs, but they were always more like family to John and Mary,
and thus to Sam and Dean as well. He gave his surrogate aunt a gentle lick on
her light gray muzzle before trotting off to see his way around the pack.
He stopped where Gabriel and Krissy were wrestling in the grass. When their
twin pairs of golden eyes looked up at him, he let out a playful rumble and
dropped down to his front paws, his tail high in the air. He wagged it
playfully when Gabe and Krissy dropped into the same position. With a wink at
the pup, Dean launched at Gabe, tackling him to the ground. They wrestled for a
few minutes until Dean had the smaller honey colored wolf pinned and his teeth
against his throat. He let Gabe up and gave him a nuzzle to show it was all in
jest, then let Krissy get back to play-fighting with her father.
Dean trotted up to a group of his pack-mates, all lying around chatting and
enjoying the cool morning. Becky, Alfie and Lucas’s mother, was chatting with
Donna, Krissy’s mother and Gabe’s adorable mate. Jody, one of the pack Alphas,
was lying next to Donna, her eyes closed and head resting on her crossed front
legs. The two were very close and tended to stick near each other. Chuck,
Becky’s mate, a small copper colored beta with blue eyes, was laughing at
something Lucifer, affectionately called Luci, said to Crowley. He stopped to
give licks and nuzzles to all nine of them in turn before moving on.
He grinned when he saw Garth and Ash chasing Jo and Alex. Ash and Jo were
siblings, and Ellen and Bobby’s pups. Jo and Alex changed direction when they
saw Dean watching them and bounded up to him, ducking behind him for protection
from the older males. Even though both Jo and Alex were alphas, they loved to
give chase from the two playful betas. He playfully growled at Ash and Garth
when they approached, then gave a happy woof at them.
Dean-O! Ash pawed at Dean’s muzzle in their usual greeting. Dean pawed back
then did the same to Garth. He turned to Jo and Alex and wagged his tail. The
two ladies moved closer, nuzzling into their Alpha’s neck, scenting him
lovingly. He rumbled a low, happy growl, gently grooming Jo’s cream colored fur
then Alex’s dark brown fur. Grooming was something that only happened between
mates, or parents and pups, which is why the pack’s five beta pairs would only
be seen grooming their mates and pups. As with most packs, the Taloa alphas all
acted as each other’s mates, and as their High Alpha’s mates, especially while
there was no pack omega.
Dean gave the ladies one last nuzzle, then made his way over to where his
brother and father were lying in the shade of a large Oak tree. Dean playfully
sat on Sam’s side and grinned happily down at him, tongue lolling out the side
of his mouth.
Ugh, Dean! Get your fat Alpha ass off of me, you overgrown pup! Sam struggled
to push his brother off. The chocolate colored wolf was taller and broader, and
it didn’t take much to pull out from under his older brother. Dean laughed as
Sam stood up, head-butting him playfully.
Aw, Sammy. I love you too! Sam growled and swatted at Dean before shaking out
his fur. John chuckled behind them and shook his head.
Gee, someone see’s y’all fighting like that, they may think you’re brothers or
something.
You’re just jealous old man, Dean said with a wink. He gave his father an
affectionate head-butt too. He got one back, then John nodded his head towards
where Sam was watching, tail gently thumping the grass as it wagged.
Dean turned to see another of his alpha pack-mates, Kate, approaching. He and
John both moved to sit beside Sam, their tails’ movement nearly syncing with
Sam’s. They watched Kate as she made her way to them. She was by far one of the
most beautiful wolves in the pack. Thick golden fur, bright blue eyes, small
but thick build. She was always mistaken from a distance as an omega until you
got close enough to smell her.
And what an attractive smell it was, like a burning Hickory tree, smoky and
sweet. All three of the males were watching with varying degrees of arousal
tingeing their scents. When she approached she smiled and wagged her tail.
Has anyone ever told y’all how intimidating it is to see all three of you
together like that?
Dean chuckled. Intimidating? How so?
One of you is the tallest wolf in the pack physically, one of you exudes power
that comes from having been a previous High Alpha, and the other you can tell
from ten miles away IS a High Alpha. All three of you are dark in color, and
all three of you have bright green eyes that you can see from a distance. It’s
eerie.
I can see how that could intimidate someone, John said with a smirk.
Kate smirked back at the older wolf and growled low in her throat. She slinked
up to the John and rubbed under his muzzle, flicking her tail seductively. She
did the same to Dean, then Sam, before stalking off further into the bushes.
She peeked over her shoulder at them then kept going, her fur seeming to
glimmer as she began to shift into her human form. Both John and Sam followed
after her, their scents flaring with excitement, both beginning the shift as
well. Dean shook his head slowly and smiled, knowing he was missing on a fun
morning with the tree of them, but also knowing he needed to finish his morning
rounds and get started on the rest of the day. He left Kate in the capable and
frustratingly talented hands of his father and brother.
He made his way over to where the last three alpha females were sitting,
watching as Crowley and Luci tussled in the grass. He sat next to them and
smiled.
Mornin’ ladies.
Good morning, Alpha, they said in unison.
That was disgustingly cheesy; I can’t believe we just did that. Meg rolled her
eyes and curled her lip. Dean laughed and admitted it was pretty cringe worthy.
But also adorable to see three of the packs most powerful females act so
demure. He laughed harder at the three matching bitch-faces he got for that
remark. Abaddon, Abby as she went by most days, dropped the face first and gave
Dean a gentle lick to his muzzle. Rowena followed her lead, giving Dean a
gentle groom on his ears as well. Meg still looked unimpressed, but then that
was par for the course as far as Meg was concerned. When Dean whined at her
softly and wagged his tail, she sighed and nuzzled up to him. She wasn’t always
the most affectionate, but she always made sure to give her High Alpha some
love.
It never ceases to amaze me how easily you can get past all that beautiful,
thorny pain and straight to her heart.
Dean grinned and looked behind him at where Castiel, a lithe black wolf, sat
with his head lying across the back of a smaller, blonde wolf’s, Claire.
Castiel and Claire had always been close. Claire didn’t have a father figure,
and Cas took to her as such as soon as she was born. Claire’s mate, Charlie,
was lying beside her, like always. As a newly mated beta couple, they weren’t
ever far from each other’s sides. Castiel smiled and wagged his tail gently.
Dean glanced back at Meg as she barked a soft laugh.
You feeling left out, Clarence? She questioned with her usual sarcastic tone.
Always, Meghara.
It’s Meg. Why do you insist on calling me that? Meg growled.
Why do you insist on calling me ‘Clarence’? Cas replied indifferently, his
voice naturally rough and deep. Claire rolled her eyes and pushed Cas over,
getting up to go chase her mate around the valley.
You two act like you don’t love each other, but we all know you do. Abby
smirked and shook her bright auburn coat, trotting over to join the wrestle
match. Dean nodded in agreement, pushing Meg closer to Cas. He passed by,
giving Cas a quick groom and loving nuzzle. He and Cas had always been close,
but lately, he was seeing a lot of bonding happening between Cas and Meg. He
couldn’t be happier, so he always encouraged it. Once he saw Meg lean against
Cas, her black coat blending with his, he turned to hunt down the last two
pack-mates he hadn’t said good morning to yet.
He saw Cain laying on a rock watching over everything, just as Dean had done
this morning. As the oldest wolf in the pack, Cain tended to just sit back and
observe during times like this. He watched as Dean ambled closer then hopped
off his rock to greet him. Dean lowered his head slightly in a show of respect
to his elder. Most High Alphas would never lower their head to another wolf,
even an elder, but Dean respected Cain explicitly.
Hello Dean. Making your morning rounds?
Yes, sir, Dean said as he nuzzled against Cain’s cheek, under his ear. He
gently groomed the older wolf’s ears, wagging his tail slowly. Cain smiled and
groomed the fur at the nape of Dean’s neck, just the way he knew Dean liked.
The two spent many a night under the stars grooming each other this way after
mating. Cain didn’t mate with many wolves anymore, and when he did, it was
usually just to scratch the itch or even to reaffirm his dominance. With Dean,
it was always more like ‘making love’, as cliché as the phrase was. He’d always
had a special spot for Dean, even before he took over as High Alpha when John
stepped down.
Cain nipped once at the back of Dean’s neck before nudging him forward. Go
ahead and finish your rounds, Dean. I’m going to go help Abby give Luci and
Crowley a little lesson in wrestling. He grinned.
Dean grinned back. Yes, sir. He watched Cain lope into the ongoing play-fight
then turned to look for Benny.
Unsurprisingly, he saw him by the pond, sitting quietly in human form, fishing
pole in hand. He had a large cooler beside him to put any fish he caught for
the packs reserves. Benny loved fishing, so he was always in charge of keeping
the fish reserves up. They were keeping a higher number now that winter was
coming so this was where Benny would be found most early mornings.
Dean approached quietly, his paws silent on the ground so as not to scare away
the fish. When he made it to Benny’s side, he nipped at his naked thigh gently,
looking up at him.
Benny grinned and ran a big hand over Dean’s soft tawny coat. “Hey, Cher.” Dean
shivered from a combination of the thick Cajun accent and the feel of Benny’s
fingers brushing through his fur.
Dean woofed softly and licked Benny’s hand. Then he laid beside him and rested
his head on the Cajun’s tree trunk of a thigh. He stared up at him adoringly.
Dean and Benny had had a special bond ever since Dean found him at a Meet many
years ago. The big tawny wolf with the pretty blue eyes had been all alone, the
other wolves at the Meet leaving the shy stranger to hide in the shadows. Benny
had found himself in the Colorado plains near the Rocky Mountains after the
High Alpha of his previous pack in Louisiana had chased him away for being ‘too
big’. Benny had confided that he was sure the High Alpha was intimidated by
Benny’s size and was afraid of Benny trying to challenge him for the pack. Dean
had seen instantly that Benny, even though he was alpha, was uninterested in
being a High Alpha. He was laid back and tender. He would fight with and for
his pack, but only when there was no other way to solve a dispute. Dean had
fallen for the gentle giant immediately.
“What ya thinkin’ down there, Cher?” Benny kept gently stroking Dean’s ears.
Dean sighed happily and closed his eyes, content to lay there with the warm sun
beating on his back and the cool breeze rustling his fur. Benny let him rest as
he went back to fishing.
After a couple of hours, Benny finished and set his pole aside. He shook Dean
awake from his nap and ruffled his ears. “I’mma take these fish to the Pack
Den. Then I was thinkin’ I’d like to run perimeter with ya. Sound good, little
wolf?” Dean nodded and nuzzled Benny before getting up and stretching. Benny
hoisted his gear and the cooler up into his arms and carried them toward the
Pack Den, Dean following behind.
Ellen and Bobby were at the door to the Pack Den in human form, holding it open
and waiting to help Benny. The Pack Den was one of the only things in their
territory that was ‘man made’. The pack, long ago, had designed and built it.
It was a den built into the side of the mountain where they stored their
supplies of food and anything that was considered ‘human’. They had fishing
gear, weapons, clothing, blankets, medicine, basic things to cook with in a
small kitchen, even some cots. There were various things that some of the pack
mates had brought when they joined, or things collected over the years. It all
stayed protected in the Pack Den.
There were many smaller dens along the two mountains that blocked in the Taloa
pack’s territory. Five of them were for the beta pairs in the pack. Another was
a kind of medical den where Rowena and Meg, the two most skillful at healing,
would take care of anyone who needed medical attention, like when a pup was
being delivered. There was Dean’s den, a large one specifically for the High
Alpha. It was rare that Dean had it to himself, though. He enjoyed sleeping in
the company of other pack-mates. Then there were several other dens used by the
other alphas.
Benny handed off the fishing gear and cooler to Ellen and Bobby and thanked
them, then turned to Dean and immediately shifted. He shook out his tawny coat,
the color nearly matching Dean’s own. Then he nuzzled Dean affectionately.
Hey, Cher.
Benny! Dean murmured happily as he nuzzled Benny back, tail wagging slowly.
Let’s go for a run before we walk the perimeter. Dean grinned and took off,
running for the thick forest that filled the other half of the pack territory.
He could hear Benny loping up behind him. It didn’t take long before he caught
up. Dean had been surprised the first time he learned just how fast the larger
wolf could move.
They ran side by side, ducking under low hanging branches and jumping over
fallen logs. They only stopped when they reached the corner where the mountain
met the edge of the forest. This was the Northwest corner of pack territory.
They collapsed next to each other in the cool shade of the mountain and trees
and looked out to the stretch of plains outside their land. There were deer
munching on grass and rabbits darting to and fro; birds flying in the sky,
calling out as they swooped low.
I see this all the time, but it’s just as striking and breathtaking every time.
Dean sighed happily and laid his head on Benny’s front legs. Benny smiled and
started grooming Dean’s head and ears, a low, happy rumble vibrating in his
throat at having his Alpha - his mate - beside him.
Ya never told me what ya were thinkin’ of earlier, while I was fishin’. Ya had
this look on your face, just lookin’ up at me all lovin’-like. I’d sure like to
know. Benny smiled down at Dean and licked a long stripe up the back of Dean’s
neck. Dean smiled, still looking out at the view in front of them.
I was thinking about the Meet, where I found you. Ya know, just reminiscing. He
rolled onto his back, holding Benny’s face between his paws and looking up at
the beautiful blue eyes staring back at him. Sometimes I forget there was ever
a time you weren’t part of the pack, he said softly.
Benny pressed his muzzle against Dean’s and whispered, Shift with me, love. The
air around them seemed to tense and thicken as they focused their energy into
the shift. When Dean opened his eyes again, he was holding Benny’s very human
face with his own very human hands.
Benny immediately lowered his head and pressed his lips to Dean’s. Dean wrapped
his arms around Benny and held on tight as he sat up. The Cajun sat with his
back against the cool surface of the mountain wall and kissed Dean with
everything he had. He held his cheek with one hand while the other rubbed a
path down to his hip, gripping it tight and pulling it flush to his. He could
feel Dean’s cock, already hard, curving up towards the soft skin of his belly.
He could smell the musky scent of Dean’s arousal on the air. He ground his hips
up lightly, feeling the tug of his own cock, hard and leaking, against Dean’s.
Dean gasped into Benny’s kiss and slid one hand down to hold their dicks
together, stroking slowly, as he used his other hand to drag the hand Benny had
against his cheek down to his mouth. He watched Benny’s face with hooded eyes
as he sucked the first two thick fingers into his mouth. He swirled his tongue
around them, getting them good and wet before guiding them down to his ass.
Benny growled softly and took possession of Dean’s mouth with his own again as
he gently ran the tip of a wet finger against Dean’s entrance. He flicked his
tongue against the roof of Dean’s mouth at the same time that he slid that
finger inside Dean’s tight, hot hole. Dean’s moan made Benny’s cock throb. He
slowly pumped the slick finger in and out of Dean’s body, circling it, opening
Dean up until he knew he could slip the second spit-slick finger in as well.
When he finally did, Dean whimpered and ground down on Benny’s fingers, the
feeling lighting him up from the inside out. Benny’s fingers scissored and
circled, thrust and slid. Every other swipe of the thick, callused fingers was
bumping Dean’s prostate, causing him to buck and moan.
Dean slid both hands into Benny’s hair and gripped hard, riding his fingers
slowly, never breaking eye contact. He panted and gasped and moaned, the sounds
seeming loud in the quiet of the still morning. When Benny’s fingers pulled
out, Dean’s hole clenched at the empty feeling, but when Benny spit in his hand
and used it to slick his cock up, Dean knew the empty feeling wouldn’t last
long.
At the slide of Benny’s cockhead against his ass, a quiet “Yes” slipped from
Dean’s lips. Benny held Dean’s hips and slowly, so, so slowly guided him down
on his dick. Dean pressed his forehead to Benny’s when he was fully seated, the
base of Benny’s cock snug against his ass. His heart beat fast as he sat still
and waited for his body to get used to the burn and stretch of Benny being
inside him.
When Dean felt his body fully relax and the sting let up, he slowly lifted his
hips, Benny’s cock dragging back out of his body. He moved just as slow back
down again once he felt the head of Benny’s cock tug at his rim.
They rocked gently together, Dean’s hands in Benny’s hair, Benny holding Dean
close while stroking his cock at the same pace as their lazy grinds. They stole
kisses between moans and gasps until Dean came with a low shout, his head
thrown back, shooting stripes of white up Benny’s stomach and chest. The
rhythmic clenching of Dean’s channel triggered Benny’s own orgasm. His knot
popped past Dean’s rim and locked them together, and he ground hard against
Dean’s ass as he filled him up.
Dean dropped his head down against Benny’s shoulder and nuzzled against his
neck, scenting him. He could feel Benny nosing beneath his ear doing the same.
The slow stroking of Benny’s hand up and down Dean’s spine was relaxing.
“Je t’aime, Benny,” Dean whispered. He could still remember the day he asked
Benny how to say ‘I love you’ in French so that he could say it in the Cajun’s
native language the first time he told him.
With a smile Benny responded, “Je t’aime, Dean.”
They stayed curled up together, occasionally exchanging soft whispers, but
mostly just content to be in each other’s arms until Benny’s knot went down and
he could slip from Dean’s sensitive hole. When they separated, Benny gave Dean
one more kiss before dropping down and shifting back to wolf. Dean followed
suit, shaking out his fur as he shifted. Then he rubbed his body fully against
Benny’s, making sure the other alpha reeked of sex and Dean just as much as
Dean reeked of sex and Benny.
Possessive little thing, aren’t ya Cher? Benny just smirked and nipped at
Dean’s hip.
Dean laughed softly and nodded. C’mon, big guy. Let’s go check our borders.
Maybe we’ll find something to eat while we’re at it.
They trotted along the Northern edge of the perimeter, making sure Dean’s scent
as High Alpha was still strong. Anywhere that another smell overpowered Dean’s,
he re-marked. When they made it to Northeast corner, they quietly crept into
the bushes, stalking a pair of rabbits. Once they caught them and snapped their
necks they brought their kill back to the corner where they had stopped.
As the High Alpha, Dean always ate first, even when it was just the two of
them, and since it took Dean’s attention and concentration to tear into the
meal, it left him vulnerable to have his fresh kill swiped by roaming foxes or
wildcats. Benny stood guard while Dean ate. When he finished, they switched and
Dean watched over Benny until he finished his meal. They licked each other’s
muzzles clean of blood and left their scraps to the scavengers as they padded
off to check the Eastern territory line.
They had almost made it to the Southeast corner where forest met mountain when
Dean smelled the scent of a stranger on the air. They were there at the
thinning tree-line where Dean’s favorite rock sat, overlooking the valley where
the dens were. Dean stopped, Benny passing him with his nose to the ground
along the border. Dean nipped at his tail and woofed softly, turning his face
back up into the air and sniffing again.
He knew Benny picked up on the smell too when his posture changed and he
inhaled deeply. When Benny suddenly whined and his tail started wagging hard,
Dean could only look at him with an excited expression.
Dean... Benny’s tail wagged harder. Dean couldn’t remember a time when he had
seen the calm and laid back wolf so bright eyed and excited.
I know, Benny. I smell it too. Dean took another deep breath before whispering
reverently,
Omega.
***** Injured Omega *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Willa groaned softly when she hit the ground, landing hard on her protruding
ribs. She could smell that this land belonged to a pack. Their High Alpha’s
scent was as soothing as it was intoxicating. If I’m going to die, might as
well do it where I can smell this nice scent while it’s happening, she thought.
She moved her head back just enough to look around her, but her vision was
swimming. The bleeding cuts all over her body from teeth and claws were
dripping and stinging. The patches of skin where her once white fur had been
ripped out were throbbing and burning in the hot sun. Her broken back paw
ached.
She could barely make out a rock, the top jutting out over the base, creating a
cool shaded spot just big enough to lay in. She grunted and whimpered as she
tried to drag herself to it. She managed to just barely get her broken down
body in the shade before she dropped her head back into the grass and closed
her eyes, her breath hard and fast. The last conscious thought she had was
Alpha’s scent is stronger here, before everything faded to black.
*~*~*~*
Dean dropped low to the ground when he saw the tiny Omega fall. He could hear
the sounds coming from deep in her chest, whimpers and whines, groans of pain.
He knew Benny heard it too when the older wolf choked back an answering whine.
Easy, Benny. She’s obviously been through something horrible. I don’t want to
scare her. Dean gave him a gentle lick.
When he looked back up at the Omega, she was trying to drag herself underneath
his rock. He gave a low warning to Benny, telling him to stay here, then he
slowly crept towards her. The closer he got, the more damage he could see on
her body. He sniffed the air cautiously; he could still smell her sweet,
uniquely Omega scent, but it smelled almost sour now with the pain she was
obviously in.
He could see her breathing hard as she closed her eyes. He tried to make his
steps a little loud so she could hear him approach, to hopefully not startle
her too much, but she didn’t move other than the harsh rise and fall of her
ribs as she breathed. He dropped down and belly-crawled until he was close
enough to nose at her paw. She still didn’t stir. Panic began to claw at his
heart; she should be moving. Dean looked back at Benny and nodded for him to
come over.
I think she’s dying, Benny. We have to get her back to the Pack Den and see if
we can patch her up. I know it would be easier to carry her with hands, but…
Dean looked back down at the Omega, her breaths still coming fast, but already
not as strong. I don’t to waste the time it will take to get to the den on
human legs.
At Benny’s nod, Dean dropped back down to a crouch right next to the small
white wolf. Get her on my back, Benny. Dean nose between her front legs as
Benny shifted back to human behind him. Then very gently, Benny picked up the
Omega and draped her limp frame, smaller than most wolves, across Dean’s back.
Dean stood, surprised at how light the Omega was. He braced as Benny adjusted
her body so she wouldn’t fall when Dean was running. With her head hanging
beside Dean’s neck and her feet draped on either side, she was as secure as she
could be.
Benny shifted back. I’ll flank you so I can see if she starts slipping off or
waking up. So far she hasn’t even stirred, Dean. The concern in his blue eyes
exactly matched Dean’s own.
He took a few tentative steps forward, testing how it felt to carry the other
wolf across his back. When he felt confident that he could move without
shifting her too much, he picked up his pace. He could hear Benny just behind
him. The pace was still much slower than they would have usually run, but Dean
could only go so fast and still be able to easily navigate around things he
normally would have jumped over.
They made it to the edge of the valley without much incident, only having to
slow and readjust the Omega when Dean slipped on some dew-damp leaves. Their
concern only increased when the Omega still didn’t stir, even with the
jostling.
Run ahead and get the Den open, then find a place to lay her down. I’ll get Meg
and Rowena and explain to the pack what’s going on. Benny ran ahead to the Pack
Den, attracting the attention of other pack-mates. He quickly shifted and
opened the door to the den just as Dean approached. He lifted the seemingly
lifeless wolf from Dean’s back and took her deeper into the den. Dean turned
and faced the watching wolves, now seeing every one of his pack’s faces in the
group.
I’m not sure if any of you smelled the wolf we just brought in. He saw a
collective shake of heads. She’s an Omega; she is injured-severely-and probably
dying. We found her along our border, passed out. We couldn’t just leave her to
die. This could be OUR Omega. So, we’ll do everything in our power to save her
and heal her. I know you’re all curious, but I need you all to be patient. Now
is not the time to see her.
I need Meg and Rowena. He saw the bright red of Rowena’s fur first. Rowena, you
and Meg go get anything you might need from your medical den and bring it to
the Pack Den. Meg and Rowena both nodded the bounded off towards the medical
den. With one last glance at his pack and their varying looks of worry, he
turned and made his way back to the den, shifting as he entered.
“Benny?” He called as walked through the den, glancing into each little room as
he passed.
“In the back room, brotha.”
Dean jogged to the back room, one of the largest in the den because it was for
the High Alpha. Benny had the Omega laying in a nest of blankets and pillows.
Dean could see he had gotten them from all the pack-mates’ rooms.
“I jus’ thought, y’know, if she wakes up, having the smell of a pack might
soothe her,” Benny said with a shrug after seeing Dean survey the nest. Just as
Dean knelt beside the wolf to check her breathing, he heard the door to the den
open and Meg and Rowena walking down the hall. Benny stepped out to meet them,
their voices all hushed. When they came into the room, Rowena gasped.
“Oh! The poor dear!” she cooed as she dropped to her knees beside her. Meg set
all their supplies down then turned to Dean.
“Okay, hot shot. You and the grizzly bear get on out and let us work. She’s got
a lot that needs to be done.”
Dean heard a low growl, not realizing until he was on the receiving end of
Meg’s infamous ‘I will stab you in the face’ look, as Cas always called it,
that the sound was coming from himself. He blushed and scrubbed a hand across
the back of his neck.
“Sorry, Meg. I didn’t mean to. I’ll uh, I’ll just go wait outside then. Let me
know if you need anything.” Dean grinned and turned to leave, tugging softly on
one of Rowena’s bouncy, red curls as he passed. He glanced up at Benny, who was
smirking at him after his little Alpha display. Dean rolled his eyes and
dropped to all fours, shifting as he went. Benny followed suit and they padded
out of the room and out of the den.
When they stepped out, most of the pack had dispersed and gone back to what
they were doing before the disturbance, but Cas sat quietly watching the door.
Benny bounded off towards his own den and Dean flopped down beside Cas.
Hello, Dean.
Hey, Cas. Dean sighed softly and laid his head on his crossed front paws,
closing his eyes. He felt Cas lay beside him, but he didn’t expect the gentle
grooming of his muzzle that began shortly after. He relaxed into the sensation,
letting the warm, slow licks distract him from the worry over the Omega. When
Cas nibbled along the edge of Dean’s muzzle, Dean grunted softly and opened his
eyes, leaning up to lick and groom Cas back. Arousal pooled in his belly.
Want you, Cas. Cas grumbled low in his chest then stood and nipped at the
scruff of his Alpha’s neck.
Come on, Alpha. Let me distract you for a little while. You’ll feel better…
Cas’s growl dropped impossibly lower and shot heat straight to Dean’s already
hardening cock. He stood and nosed at Cas’s neck, scenting his growing arousal,
his normal airy scent filled with notes of a more musky, earthy smell now.
Cas turned and flicked his fluffy black tail at him before taking off like a
rocket. Dean nearly panted with excitement. He loved giving chase, and Cas was
one of his favorite mates to hunt. He barely made the conscious thought to take
off after the lean, dark wolf before his paws were hitting the ground. He
followed Cas’s scent more than the sight of him lengths ahead. His world
narrowed to the pumping of his limbs, the hammering of his heart, and the
throbbing of cock, now fully unsheathed and bobbing against his belly as he
ran. He let the primal need take over to hunt, chase, and matefuckknotclaim.
Dean traced the pungent scent into Cas’s den, catching him inside and pouncing.
He landed on Cas’s back and they both hit the ground hard, rolling twice then
sliding to a stop. Dean nibbled at the back of Cas’s neck just the way he knew
the darker wolf liked. Cas’s deep growl that accompanied the subtle lift of his
tail was like a drug to Dean. He dragged his teeth down Cas’s neck and rutted
his hips against him, his achingly hard cock dripping against the fur of Cas’s
flank.
Gonna take such good care of you, Cas.
Dean… Alpha… Dean growled low at Cas’s groaned words and stood, nudging Cas
forward until he could lay at his beautifully presented ass: tail arched high
over his back, balls hanging heavy, unsheathed cock flushed and dripping, hole
fluttering. He couldn’t help the pleased rumble in his chest when he ran his
tongue over Cas’s rim any more than Cas could help his answering whimper. Dean
swiped his tongue over Cas a few more times before pushing it past the tight
ring, working him open with long, deep strokes. Cas keened at the feel of
Dean’s tongue inside him, humping the ground just to get friction on his own
cock.
At Cas’s wrecked Please Dean, fuck me now. I’m ready! Dean pulled away, watched
as his spit slid down Cas’s ass. He mounted him, gripping the back of his neck
with his teeth as he lined his cock up with Cas’s tight hole. He pushed in with
a hard thrust, then another. Cas panted, the feeling of his alpha’s cock making
him burn from the inside out. Dean thrusted slowly a few more times, then
squeezed his front legs against Cas’s shoulders, needing the grip to help him
fuck into the smaller wolf harder. Both wolves growled and grunted as Dean’s
movements picked up. Every slam of his hips to Cas’s flank dragged Cas’s
engorged cock against the soft ground of the den, the friction pushing him
closer to orgasm. They moved hard and fast, Dean’s knot swelling, Cas’s cock
leaking.
Dean, please. Bite me. Mark me. Cas’s eyes were squeezed shut in pleasure as he
ground back on Dean’s cock.
Fuck, Cas! Dean bit hard into Cas’s shoulder, breaking skin. The scent of Cas’s
blood hit his nose right before the taste hit his tongue. When it did, Dean
roared a chant of Mine, My Cas, My Mate, Mine. He left his mouth latched to the
bleeding wound, gorging his taste buds on Cas’s thick, gooey blood. Cas’s body
shook in response and he dug his claws into the ground as he shot ropes of cum
beneath his body. Dean lifted his bloodstained muzzle and howled as his knot
caught, pulling tight against Cas’s rim. He flooded the smaller wolf’s hole
until cum was squeezing out past the knot and dripping down to the ground.
Dean dropped down on top of Cas, both panting and nuzzling at each other. Dean
licked slowly at the bite on Cas’s shoulder, cleaning the still dripping blood
that was matting in his fur, his tawny colored muzzle stained deep red with it.
He moved to continue grooming on Cas’s ears while they laid knotted together,
coming down from the high of their mating.
Tell me about the Omega, Dean. What happened? Cas asked after a few more quiet
moments. He laid his head on his front paws, blue eyes watching Dean with
affection.
Me’n Benny smelled her as we were finishing the perimeter check, and when we
found her she just… dropped, hit the ground, like her body just gave up on her.
She managed to drag herself under my rock then she passed out. She never
stirred when I approached, or when we brought her back. I couldn’t leave her,
Cas. She looked like she’d been through hell and back, multiple times. Patches
of fur missing, cuts, a broken paw, and that’s just what I could see at first
glance. Dean looked at Cas with worry. I honestly don’t know if she’ll make it.
I hope Meg and Rowena can help her.
Cas lifted his head hesitantly. And, if they do, what will that mean for us as
a pack?
Dean could sense Cas’s fear and trepidation, never one to like change. He
licked at Cas’s muzzle until Cas licked back, then laid his head across his
back in the best hug he could manage while they were still knotted together.
This could be our Omega, Cas. You can’t deny it’s a little exciting to think we
might have found her, right? Of course, it will be her choice whether she takes
us as Pack, but also I will make sure it’s something every other wolf in this
pack wants too. I know most traditional packs don’t bother with the opinions of
the rest of the pack, but when have I ever followed tradition, huh? Both Dean
and Cas chuckled at the truth in his words.
First and foremost, she needs to heal, and she will have a home here as long as
she needs to recover, as she would if she were an injured beta or alpha. After
that, we’ll approach everything else. Dean looked back to Cas’s face to see a
small wolfy grin on his face.
You really do make a wonderful High Alpha, Dean. The best this pack has ever
had, but don’t tell John I said that.
Dean hid his face against Cas’s neck and shook his head a little. I try to be a
good High Alpha. I don’t know about ‘wonderful’, but thank you anyway.
Cas shook his head at Dean’s penchant for dodging complements and laid his head
back on his paws, sighing happily and closing his eyes, content to nap through
the wait on Dean’s knot to go down. Dean’s tended to last a good while, which
made for an excellent naptime. Dean draped his head across Cas’s back and
followed suit, dozing off in the comfortable post-mating haze of Cas’s scent.
*~*~*~*
Willa laid perfectly still and tried to get a sense of what was going on. She
realized with a sigh of relief that she was dreaming. She must be dreaming
because that was the only time she didn’t have to feel the constant pain of her
injuries. She grimaced as the fleeting thought of Or maybe this time I’m dead
crossed her mind. There was something a little off about this dream. The
flitting pieces of memories crossing her mind, some accurate, some distorted
and changed; the blanket of darkness that seemed to pulse and breathe around
her. It was all very different from her usual dreams.
And then she felt a pop and crunch on her broken back paw. She tried to howl
out in pain, but no sound would come out. The pulsing darkness seemed to
lighten incrementally, but never enough to help her actually see. She tried to
stand, but her body wouldn’t listen, wouldn’t move. She could feel something
happening to her paw, could feel wetness and pinching at the cuts littering her
body. She nearly cried when she felt something happening at the tender entrance
of her pussy.
Panic gripped at her heart, but try as she might, no sound would leave her and
her body just would not respond to her orders to move. She fought against the
darkness when she felt a sharp prick in her neck. In moments, her panic died
away as she felt a warmth suffuse her. In a few more moments, she felt
completely calm and relaxed, and her pain seemed to melt away. This time she
didn’t fight when the darkness closed in around her.
*~*~*~*
When Dean and Cas woke up unknotted, they wandered to the pond to get a drink
and clean their fur of the remaining bodily fluids. Then they walked together
back to the pack den, shifting when they reached the door. Cas took Dean’s hand
before they walked in and pulled him close, wrapping him in a tight hug.
“Take a breath, Alpha. I can tell you’re nervous. Whatever we walk into we’ll
deal with together, as a pack.” Cas stepped back and held Dean’s face gently
and Dean leaned in to kiss him. They intertwined their fingers as they entered
and made their way back to the room where Dean had left Meg and Rowena to care
for the little Omega.
Dean really didn’t know what to expect when they entered the room, but the
sight that greeted him wasn’t nearly as dire as it could have been. The Omega
was still sleeping in the middle of the nest of blankets, but her paw had been
wrapped and splinted, and her cuts had been bandaged. A few cuts had been
stitched, and her fur had been cleaned as much as possible. He let out a breath
and the tension in his shoulders eased some.
Meg and Rowena rose from their place on the ground, Meg going straight to Cas’s
arms for a hug and Rowena doing the same to Dean. Dean and Cas shared a look
over the women’s heads, both acknowledging the fact that the usually stubbornly
strong willed women would normally not react this way.
“What’s up, Lassie?” Dean asked softly as he tugged affectionately on a bright
red ringlet of hair, knowing the nick-name would make Rowena smile. Dean seemed
to be the only one who could get away with calling her that, and although
sometimes she acted put-out by it, the name always cheered her up. This time
was no different, but there still seemed to be a sadness to the smile that made
Dean’s stomach ache with fear that maybe the news wouldn’t be as good as he
thought upon first entering the room.
“Oh, Dean,” Rowena whispered sadly. “She’s in bad shape, the poor dear. I still
don’t know if she’ll make it through the night. We set her paw, stitched and
wrapped her cuts, cleaned her up, and gave her some Morphine and Penicillin,
but I won’t feel confident that she’ll recover until she wakes up and we can
assess further what’s going on. There were other,” she cleared her throat,
“more delicate injuries we had to see to as well.”
Dean’s brow furrowed and he looked over Rowena’s shoulder at the Omega.
“She was raped, Dean.” Meg’s voice was soft, but the undercurrent of anger was
unmistakable. As a rape survivor herself, she was even more entitled to her
fury at the situation. Dean dropped at the edge of the blanket nest, looking at
the tiny Omega with a hand clutched at his side. Anyone who would defile a
sacred Omega was a monster, and the fact that this person would cause so much
harm to the beautiful wolf, Omega or not, was sickening.
“We had to clean her up…down there; stitches, too. She had some sunburns on the
patches of skin missing fur; we salved those with an Aloe mixture. They weren’t
terribly bad, but I’m sure they hurt like hell. I’m worried about her food and
water intake though. Rowena figured if she hasn’t woken up in the next few
hours, we may have to find a way to force at least some water in her. There’s
no way she can heal if she’s dehydrated.” Meg sat down against the far wall,
Cas sliding down beside her. She leaned against him, seeking comfort, and
watched over the sleeping Omega with a sense of fierce protection.
Dean could relate.
“I’m going to stay here with her. I expect y’all will maintain medical checks
until she wakes up?” Dean glanced first at Meg then back at Rowena, seeing them
both nod. “Then as long as you keep up with timing, I don’t see a reason y’all
have to stay here. Cas, would you please do me a huge favor and go check the
Eastern border line from where my rock is to where it meets our Southern wall?”
Cas nodded and murmured, “Of course, Dean.” He stood, bending to press a soft
kiss to Meg’s forehead. He pressed another to Rowena’s forehead. He tilted
Dean’s head up so he could press a soft kiss to his lips. He left the room, all
three of them watching him go.
Meg stood and stretched then nodded at Rowena. Addressing Dean she said, “We’ll
be in the medical den for a bit. We may have to send someone out to get some
more supplies.”
Dean nodded. Trips to the nearest town were rare for them, but occasionally
needed. A medical emergency like this was just the type of thing that warranted
a trip, but they might as well use the opportunity to get anything else that
might be needed too. “Go ahead and check with everyone and see if there’s
anything from town they need. Then we’ll plan how many of us need to go based
on the full order. Check with me last. I can’t think straight right now.” Dean
grimaced then half smiled up at the two women, thanked them for everything they
did today, and watched them shift and pad out of the room.
When he was alone with the Omega, he shifted and crept closer. He laid beside
her, his head across from hers, close enough to feel her soft breaths ruffle
the fur of his muzzle. He couldn’t help the bubble of hope that welled up
inside him that she would not only be okay, but that she would accept him,
accept the pack. He could remember the feeling of completion the pack had when
his mother, Mary, was still alive. After she died and John stepped down from
his position as High Alpha, that sense of completeness went away.
As Dean remembered back to those days when the pack suffered Mary’s loss, he
wondered if telling them all that this injured wolf was an Omega was really the
right decision. What if she didn’t make it, or if she did make it but didn’t
choose to stay with the pack? Would they feel the same sense of loss that they
had felt with Mary? Would they be angry with him?
His thoughts were interrupted by the Omega’s front paw twitching. He watched as
she grimaced and tensed, her soft whimper making his heart ache. He rose and
laid behind her, careful not to touch her wounds, and gently rested his head
across her neck. He refrained-barely-from scenting her; as much as his alpha
instinct wanted him to, he wouldn’t do that while she couldn’t voice her
consent. But he couldn’t let her lay there in pain when her body wouldn’t let
her wake from it to voice her needs. So he let his alpha scent and presence
calm her baser instincts, hoping it would relax her and lull her back to
peaceful rest.
Dean thought back to Mary again, how she would comfort him and Sammy when they
were young by telling them the Taloa story, the one Dean had told the pups just
that morning. Her soft voice and the imagery in her words would calm and relax
them. He wondered if it would do the same for the Omega beside him. Couldn’t
hurt to try, he thought.
Millennia ago, the Heavens looked down on the Earth… Dean told her the story,
letting his voice take on a soft, lilting tone to soothe her. By the time he
finished, she was resting again, quiet and still. He closed his eyes and let
his mind wander.
The night went on, Rowena or Meg coming in at different times to check on the
Omega and administer medicine or check and replace bandages. Anytime the little
wolf would stir, Dean would wait to see if she was waking or simply reacting to
pain. And each time she didn’t wake, he would curl up with her and talk,
comforting himself as much as he was trying to comfort her.
Meg and Cas brought in a couple of barrels of water for Dean to drink and for
Rowena to syringe into the Omega’s mouth to slowly but surely rehydrate her.
Benny brought Dean a chunk of deer meat at dinner time when Dean refused to
leave the Omega’s side. No one was any wiser to the small chunk he left aside
in case the Omega woke hungry.
The longer the small wolf slept, the more even and strong her breaths became,
and the more confident they all were that she would make it. But still, she
didn’t wake.
One day became two, then three. Rowena, Abaddon, and Lucifer took a trip to
town for supplies for the pack, and extra medical supplies for the Omega. Cain
and Crowley took over the daily border walks. Dean rarely left the little nest
where the Omega slept. He didn’t want to risk not being there when she finally
woke up.
After four days, Dean stirred from his sleep in the middle of the night,
feeling something off in the atmosphere of the room. Expecting to open his eyes
and see Rowena or Meg doing a late night check, he was startled when he opened
his eyes to see a change in the Omega’s condition-in the form of two bright
yellow eyes peering down at him.
You’re awake! Dean sat up, the movement making the small Omega tense and back
up slightly. She watched him with a mix of curiosity and fear.
Where am I? Her voice was soft, the twang of a southern accent sweetening her
words. It filled Dean’s mind with errant thoughts of how beautiful her howl
must be.
You’re in our Pack Den. I’m Dean; I’m the Taloa Pack High Alpha. You crossed
our border four days ago and passed out. We brought you here and tended to your
injuries. How are you feeling? What’s your name?
I’m…actually feeling okay right now. There’s not much pain. Taloa… I know that
word… She closed her eyes briefly; when she opened them she looked confused. I
dreamed about it. A story, about the Great Mother, about Earth.
Dean grinned a small wolfy smile and shook his head. Not a dream. You would
get, uh, kind of antsy in your sleep sometimes, like you couldn’t get
comfortable to rest. The first time, I told you the story of our pack, Taloa.
You must have subconsciously heard me.
Oh… Her eyes were wide. She dropped her head shyly, looking away. It was a
lovely story.
Dean’s chest swelled with pride that his Omega-that the Omega, he corrected his
wayward mind stubbornly-had enjoyed the story of his pack. He watched as she
hobbled over to the bucket of water, drinking slowly then tuned back to Dean.
You said I’ve been here for four days? Dean cocked his head slightly and
nodded. And have you, um, been here with me the whole time?
Dean dropped his head a little, his instincts warring between pride at taking
care of his-not mine, dammit-Omega and worry that she would not appreciate his
proximity. Uh, yeah I have. He peeked up at her, then raised his head again
when she didn’t look angry. I didn’t want to leave you alone in case you woke
up and needed anything.
Oh, um. Thank you… for that. That explains the reason my pheromones never
spiked. I’m sure that helped me rest. Which I need to do more of now. She gave
Dean a halfhearted, tired smile and limped back to the nest, lying down gently
against the blankets, nosing them around her until she was comfortable.
Dean caught himself watching and glanced at the door, figuring he should leave
now that she was awake and probably wouldn’t like a strange alpha hovering
around. He got up and started for the door. Well, I’ll just leave you to get
some re-
Wait! The spike of panic in the Omega’s scent tickled his nose unpleasantly. He
turned and looked back at her, head cocked and eyes questioning.
I uh… That is… I mean… Please stay. I don’t want to be alone anymore. Her voice
wavered, her eyes welling with tears, her body shaking. Dean wanted to weep
when he saw how scared just the idea of being alone made her. He kept his scent
calming and warm as he joined her back in the nest, and curled up behind her as
he had been for four days.
Don’t worry. I’m not going anywhere little Omega. He laid his head on his front
paws and closed his eyes. When he didn’t feel or hear her lay back down, he
looked up to find her watching him with a cautiously thoughtful expression.
Willa. She said quietly, then laid back against him, curling into his side and
laying her head on his front paws. A thrill shot through Dean and he swallowed
hard, afraid to move too quickly and startle her. You asked my name earlier.
It’s Willa, she said sleepily.
Willa, Dean thought. He laid his head across her neck and carefully draped his
tail across hers. He was about to close his eyes again when he felt her snuffle
against his chest and legs. When the realization of what she was doing hit him,
he nearly howled with joy. She’s scenting me! He couldn’t help the gentle thump
of his tail wagging.
He lightly nuzzled his face against her neck, just enough to rub a bit of his
own scent against her skin, and huffed a hot breath behind her ear as he
scented her back. When she hesitantly wagged her tail in response, he smiled
and dropped his head back across her neck, curling around her as much as
physically possible. He listened until her breaths evened out and she fell
asleep before he finally closed his eyes to rest. He slept better that night
than he had since his mother died.
Chapter End Notes
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The field was beautiful in the spring; all the wild Blue Bonnets swaying in the
breeze, the smell of the Cedar trees pungent in the air. Willa loved this time
of year so much. She laid her head down in the grass and closed her eyes,
listening to the birds sing and the wind blow. Sometimes she liked to imagine
she was floating away on an airstream. She would just relax under the sun and
let the day fade away.
A sharp slap across her face brought her out of her daydreaming.
“Look at me when I’m speaking to you!” That voice never failed to send chills
down Willa’s spine. The voice was followed by another painful smack to her
already red, bruised, and swollen face and a swift kick to the shin. Her
agonized scream was muffled behind the gag in her mouth. No matter how many
times she told herself not to give in to the need to scream, not to give him
the satisfaction, the pain was just too much not to.
“Please…” Willa tried to say around the gag.
“Poor little Omega whore. Always begging,” he said with a sneer. His voice was
like slime coating her skin. She shuddered and closed her eyes again. When he
growled, she remembered his admonishment to not look away. Just as she opened
her eyes again, he grabbed foot where it was tied to the table and wrenched it
hard to the right, snapping the bone with a loud sickening CRACK.
Willa let out a wail fit for a banshee and tugged hard at her restraints, the
pain like fire licking at her foot and leg. She screamed and screamed until her
throat was raw, and then she screamed some more. Tears poured off her face. The
stink of fear and pain wafted in the air, mixing heavily with the sour stench
of the alpha’s sadistic arousal. Through the sounds of her screaming she began
to hear him moan, hear the sound of skin sliding on skin as he touched himself
to the sight of her duress. Then he screamed her name.
“Willa!”
“No, please no!” He never knew her name before. Why now?
“Willa! Willa, wake up!”
“Wh…what…”
“Willa, please wake up. It’s okay, you’re okay, you’re safe.” That wasn’t the
slimy voice of her attacker.
“There you go, Omega. That’s it. Come back to me now. Wake on up.”
Everything was swimming in her eyes, the tears distorting her view. She reached
up to wipe her eyes when she realized that her hand was no longer tied to that
awful wooden table, and that the hand reaching towards her face wasn’t a hand
at all, but a paw.
Willa? That voice wasn’t a human speaking out loud; it was another wolf
speaking in her mind. Relief flooded through her veins.
It was a dream? It was a dream! Her whole body shook violently against the nest
of blankets. She swiped a paw at her eyes to dry her tears then look up – and
up and up – at the large tawny wolf standing over her. Dean, she remembered.
Yeah, Willa. It was just a bad dream. You’re safe here in the den with me, Dean
answered softly, dropping down beside her, careful not to touch her so wouldn’t
startle her. Willa watched him settle back down on the blankets and sighed
softly.
Dean, can I… I think you need to know what happened to me. I need to tell you.
You’ve taken such good care of me, healed me. But you need to know what you’re
dealing with, both with me and with… the person who did this to me. Can I
please tell you? Willa looked up at him with soulful yellow eyes.
Of course you can. But you don’t have to tell me anything that makes you
uncomfortable to talk about. And you definitely don’t need to think we’re going
to send you away. I know what you’re thinking – that you’re a burden for
bringing this… you… to us; that you’re putting us in danger and that telling me
what happened will make me realize it. Am I right?
Willa’s eyes widened and she nodded slowly.
That’s what I thought. Don’t worry about anything like that. The only thing you
need to worry about is continuing to heal, and telling only what you want to
tell me and only because you want to tell me.
Willa’s eyes teared up again and she stared at the High Alpha beside her. It
was hard to comprehend in her mind that alphas could be so gentle and
understanding, but her heart ached to believe him. His scent, even and calm,
showed no sign of him lying. It had been so long since she had felt this close
to loved. Everything in her was telling her to trust him: her mind, her heart,
even her instincts. So, she listened to them. She made her mind up to trust
him. After all, nothing could possibly be worse than what she had already been
through.
Can you lay next to me again? I think it will be easier to talk about it if
you’re close. Willa ducked her head shyly. When Dean crawled over and curled up
around her back, resting his head across her shoulder, she couldn’t help the
way her scent swelled with notes of contentment. Dean, bless him, didn’t
comment on the spike in her scent.
Like most Omegas, I presented early in life. My pack was very traditional. Once
I presented, they kept me den-bound until they could find me a suitable pack.
My mother was an alpha, and she was always so severe and angry. I can’t
remember a time I ever saw her smile. She was very close with the High Alpha,
who was just as stern and unforgiving as she was. My father was an Omega and he
was kept locked away, so to speak, too. I rarely saw him and each time he was
more, I don’t know, brain washed is the only thing I can think of to describe
him.
When my High Alpha and parents finally found my so-called suitable pack, it was
of course one that he wanted an alliance with. And what better way to secure an
alliance than by offering up their newly presented Omega. I was so young and
even though I knew I didn’t want to go with that Alpha, I didn’t know how to
stop it. So, I went, but I refused to mate or bond with any of the pack,
especially the High Alpha. It led to a fight between their pack and my birth
pack. My birth pack ended up disowning me, my new pack discarded the alliance
with them, and my new High Alpha traded me to a traveling rogue in exchange for
two large Stags to feed his pack. When my Alpha came to tell me what he had
done, he drugged me until I was unconscious. I never even saw the wolf I was
sold to until I woke up at his den in a whole other state.
You’re not from Colorado? Dean cocked his head.
No. Texas. Willa’s muzzle tilted with a small smile as she remembered her home
where the Blue Bonnets grew and there was never a shortage of cattle to eat.
That’s the first time I’ve seen you smile. You must love Texas. Willa nodded
and sighed softly, then continued on.
He kept me drugged up. I’m not sure what he was always giving me, but I can
only assume that’s why I can remember feelings and sounds vividly, but only
bits and pieces of what I saw. He would shoot the drugs into my arm or leg and
then while he was waiting for them to fully take effect, he would tell in
graphic detail what he was going to do to me. At first I thought that it would
be a small comfort to know ahead of time what to expect and be able to mentally
prepare myself as much as possible, but it wasn’t. The anticipation only made
it all worse.
He would beat me with all sorts of…creative…things. A few I remember were a
paddle with spikes, a hammer, and a lead pipe. He always told me the lead pipe
was his favorite because of the way he could strike hard enough with it to hit
the bone beneath the skin. Willa didn’t notice she was beginning to tremble
again until Dean moved in front of her so he could press his neck closer to her
face, allowing her to scent him and let his calming, protective scent and High
Alpha pheromones comfort her. She accepted without hesitation, desperate to
feel that connection to another wolf.
Willa nuzzled against his neck, breathing him in, until she stopped shaking and
her heart slowed down.
Sometimes he would heat whatever he was using to hit me with before he used it.
He’s hold the lead pipe over a fire until it was hot. I could smell my own
sk…skin…burning. He would hit me, taunt me, tease me with water and food but
rarely ever give me any; only just enough to keep me alive. He would…rape me.
Sometimes with random objects. Usually just him. Sometimes in his human form,
sometimes in wolf form. I don’t remember what he used that…ripped me…
Willa shuddered and pushed closer into Dean, remembering the searing pain of
her vaginal wall ripping, the blood pouring down her legs and onto the grimy
floor. How her abuser had actually screamed in orgasm without even touching
himself when it happened.
He would give me liquid Wolfsbane to force me to shift. I don’t know if you’ve
ever shifted when your body doesn’t want to – I hope you never have – but it is
one of the most painful things he did to me. It felt like my wolf was trying to
tear completely apart from my human. That probably doesn’t even make sense.
Dean nodded and nosed at her gently, offering any comfort she was willing to
take; needing the comfort himself while listening to the horrible things that
happened to her.
He would rip out chunks of hair, as I’m sure you’ve noticed, then pour boiling
water over those spots. He would cut on me, sometimes nothing specific,
sometimes words. Reminding me that I’m trash…a whore…worthless.
Dean growled low in his throat. NOT ‘reminding’ you. You are not and never were
any of the things he said.
Willa looked up at Dean, seeing his green eyes alight with fury at the same
time that his scent crackled with the notes of protection. She had never felt
so at ease with another wolf, even in her birth pack. She had never felt like
she was truly safe, and definitely not ever felt cherished. She wished so badly
to be a part of a pack like this…or maybe just this pack. And seeing the way
Dean was taking care of her, physically and emotionally, she wondered if maybe,
just maybe, she had finally found her home.
*~*~*~*
Dean…would you mind if I shifted? Willa asked softly.
Dean looked at her hesitantly, questioning whether it was safe for her to do
that while she was still healing. He only agreed after she promised to stop and
stay in wolf form if it didn’t feel right or caused pain as she shifted. He
watched protectively until she phased and then tried – and failed – not to
openly gawk at her beauty.
She couldn’t have been more than five feet tall. Her body filled out and soft
in the way most Omegas tended to be, though still slightly on the skinny side
from malnourishment. He could easily imagine exactly how deliciously curvy she
would be when she was healthy again. She had long black hair, surprising since
her wolf’s fur was white, and her eyes were still the deep yellow of her wolf.
Pink lips, pale skin, plump breasts, wide hips, thick thighs; Dean huffed
softly, deciding to stay in wolf form so it would be easier to keep the smell
of arousal from his scent. He didn’t want to frighten her with his body’s
reaction the gorgeous Omega.
Willa stretched then poked at her ankle, still wrapped. She glanced over Dean.
“You’re not going to shift?”
Dean shook his head in response and belly-crawled closer, laying his head on
her knee and looking up at her.
“I never told you about how he broke my ankle. It was…my fault, I think. If I
had obeyed his orders, he wouldn’t have done it.”
A growl rumbled low in Dean’s chest and he shook his head adamantly. There was
no way in Hell that anything that he did to her was her fault. He could only
hope that with time and patience, she would heal emotionally and realize that
he was a monster and nothing that happened was her fault.
“He had me chained down on a table, hands and ankles bound to the legs of the
table. I could never move anything but my head. Usually that’s when he
would…rape me…with other objects. I had spaced out; I was daydreaming about
being back home. He must have been talking and realized that I wasn’t listening
because he slapped me and screamed at me to pay attention and not close my
eyes. I closed my eyes again when he kept demeaning me. I didn’t even realize
what I did until it was too late. He snapped my ankle like it was nothing more
than a twig.”
Dean whined when a tear slid down Willa’s cheek. He stood and gently licked the
salty tear away. He wagged his tail and woofed at her quietly when she giggled
at the tickle of his tongue. She grabbed his face and ran her fingers through
his coat. He relaxed against her grip but never broke eye contact.
“Thank you for listening, Dean. I’m going to take a nap now.” Willa gently
kissed his muzzle then laid back in the nest of blankets, closing her eyes and
curling up. Dean watched her for a little while then quietly padded from the
room, needing to see his pack after hearing the things the small wolf went
through.
He made it outside and sat in the shadows of the Pack Den entrance, looking
around at his pack. He could see that there were several missing, but
considering it was Cain, John, Abby, and Luci, he assumed they were out
hunting. He could see Sam with the kids, going over the day’s school lessons,
he figured. Everyone else was just mingled around, spread out through their
valley, enjoying the evening before they would head off to their dens for the
night.
He stepped out from the shadows and stood, lifting one paw as he tilted his
head back, closed his eyes and howled, calling to his pack in song. The
answering howls joined his until the melody of the Taloa pack – complete with
yips and barks from the pups – filled the air around him, soothing him just as
they always had. He could even pick up the four howls from the little group of
hunters further away from the valley.
He held his song until the last of the packs had trailed off, then he let his
own howl taper. When he opened his eyes, the majority of the pack was moving
closer. He wagged his tail in greeting.
Hey, pack. Been missing you guys.
A little red wolf tackled him to the ground and scented along his neck.
Charlie! Dean laughed and scented her back.
Dean! Charlie tried to mock his voice. I’m sure I speak for all of us when I
say we miss you too. But we know you’ve been taking care of that poor girl.
You’re such a good Alpha. Charlie scented him again and then stepped back,
smiling as her mate, a young, blonde furred, blue eyed wolf stepped up to give
Dean a nuzzle.
She’s right, old man. Claire said before giving him one last lick then heading
off in the direction of her and Charlie’s den, Charlie following close behind.
Dean watched them with a smile before two other wolves sidled up to him. He
continued saying good night to the beta pairs and pups; Ash and Garth, Chuck,
Becky, Lucas, and Alfie, Bobby and Ellen, and Gabriel, Donna, and Krissy.
Abaddon and Lucifer came trotting up from the tree line, breathing hard and
panting, blood on their muzzles.
Nice to see you out and about, Dean. We caught a pretty large stag. You should
have seen Cain and John take him down. I think they could have done it
themselves, without me and Luci. Abby’s scent swelled with pride at her fellow
alphas and she gave Dean a lick before heading into the Den, phasing as she
went.
Lucifer flopped down at Dean’s feet, rolling onto his back and looking up at
his Alpha with a fond expression, tongue hanging out the side of his mouth and
tail lightly thumping against the ground. Dean playfully flopped down on top of
him.
Dog pile on Luci! Dean said. Resounding woofs from the other alphas all
pouncing on top of Dean and Luci drowned out the smaller white wolfs
admonishment of Aw, come on!! Dean just laughed and started play fighting
anyone he could reach. The tussling group of wolves stopped when the smell of
the fallen stag and their other missing alphas reached them. They fell to the
side so Dean could get up and inspect their quarry, so large that both John and
Cain had to carry it back draped across their backs.
Abby said he was big; wow guys, this is awesome, thank you,Dean praised. Benny
stepped up, reaching human hands down to help carry their food in. John and
Cain shifted and the three went in search of Abby so they could clean and store
the meat.
Dean made his way back to the little circle of alphas, flopping down in the
midst of them. He nipped at the back of Lucifer’s neck until he rolled over
onto Dean’s front legs. Dean groomed his snout, licking away the blood from the
deer until Luci was lax against his chest, nearly asleep from the gentle
attention.
Sam laid down beside Dean, giving Luci a nuzzle and a fond look before draping
his head across Dean’s back.
Hey, big brother.
Heya, Sammy. Dean leaned against Sam. He sighed happily when Sam’s scent
swelled with love and affection. He knew it had been hard on the younger wolf
to be away from Dean so much while Dean stayed with Willa.
How, uh, how is the Omega? Sam asked hesitantly.
She’s healing, Dean said softly.
Rowena crawled closer. Meg and I figured we would go check in on the little
dear. Were there any changes since we were last in there?
The two nurse-wolves had been in and out through the day, just like always. It
was shortly after they had been in with some dinner for Dean and Willa when
Willa had fallen asleep and had the nightmare. He filled Rowena in on that, Meg
listening from where she was lying next to Cas. Just as he was finishing up,
Abaddon came out of the cave and over to the group. She nudged at Luci with her
foot until he moved over to lay with Crowley and Rowena so she could curl up
against Dean’s chest and let him clean the blood off her fingers and face.
“Thanks, Dean. Those three baboons in the Den should be finished and out any
minute now.”
Dean grumbled low in his chest and nipped at Abby’s arm.
Abby laughed and batted at his ears. “I know what you just said, and yes they
are baboons!”
“Hey, I resent that,” John said as he came out, followed by Cain and Benny in
wolf form. Abby shifted and rolled her eyes, lying down beside Meg. John
shifted and laid at Kate’s feet, asking her to clean the blood from him. Dean
flattened his ears and growled. Cleaning blood from a hunt was part of his job
as High Alpha; he loved being able to take care of the wolves who helped
provide the pack with food. When Kate glanced up at him, silently asking
permission, he grumbled a little but nodded. Cain chuckled and nuzzled Dean
apologetically for cleaning up inside before pushing his way between Jody and
Jo to cuddle between them. Alex was there too, between Jo and Kate, giggling at
something Kate said about John.
Here, Cher. Benny laid in front of Dean and smiled a wolfy grin up at him. Dean
nuzzled him gently before grooming his whole face, cleaning his muzzle and then
grooming him just to groom.
Okay, Dean. I’m dying here, and I know I’m not the only one. Tell us about the
Omega. Jo piped up. Always the first to give in to curiosity, that one, Dean
thought fondly.
He sighed and nodded. With Sammy curled up against his back and Benny curled up
against his chest, he looked at the rest of the alphas in his pack. Abby, Meg,
and Cas; Luci, Rowena, and Crowley; Jody, Cain, and Jo; Alex, Kate, and John;
these were his mates, and he wouldn’t keep the Omega from them anymore than
necessary.
Her name is Willa. She’s been through some horrible things. Dean told them
everything Willa had told him. Her upbringing with her highly traditional pack
in Texas, her trade to the other pack and refusal to mate, her sale to the
rogue and everything she had experienced at that monster’s hands. The scent of
sadness and protectiveness from all the wolves was thick and heavy in the air.
He told them about how beautiful she was when she shifted, about how strong she
was in the face of all she’d been through.
You can tell she just wants a pack to love her and protect her. She definitely
seems touch-starved. I think we could really give her a great home and pack
here. I know I’m biased since I love the lot of you like whoa, but I really do
think she would love everyone too. But we won’t push that on her. Either way
it’s her choice, and she’ll always be welcome to stay here regardless, Dean
finished.
Will you tell the betas about her? John asked.
Of course. They deserve to know, too.
And the pups?
Yeah, dad. As long as their parent’s don’t request that I not tell them at all,
I’ll give them a slightly less detailed version of events.
Quiet stayed over the wolves as they all thought over everything Dean had told
them. Eventually Dean stood up and stretched, then shook out his thick tawny
coat.
It’s pretty cool out. Y’all might want to head into the dens soon. I’m going to
head back to Willa and see how she’s doing. He said goodnight and made his way
back inside.
Willa was back in wolf form, sleeping peacefully in her blanket nest. Dean
couldn’t be happier to see her features smooth and calm in sleep. She deserved
– and needed in order to heal – to get a good night’s sleep without nightmares.
Meg and Rowena padded in quietly. Rowena curled up at the edge of the blankets,
closing her eyes. Meg stepped up to Dean.
You have a group of alphas out there that misses you, Alpha. We’ll watch over
Willa. You go be with them. She nuzzled him and murmured goodnight before
checking on Willa then laying down beside Rowena. Dean watched them fondly
before saying goodnight and making his way back out to the pack.
When he stepped out though, the only wolf waiting was Sam.
Hey, Dean.
Hey, Sammy.
Everyone else is holed up in your den. I thought, maybe, you could come to my
den first? Sam had such a hopeful look on his face that there was no way Dean
would ever have been able to deny him; even if he had wanted to, which he
didn’t. He rubbed against Sam’s side, making Sam chuckle, before they walked
together to the younger wolf’s den.
When the entered, they both shifted. Dean leaned back against the wall and
patted his lap. Even though Sam had a few inches and a few pounds of muscle on
him when they were in human form, he still loved being held by his Alpha, big
brother, and mate. He settled against Dean’s chest and Dean wrapped his arms
around him, nuzzled into his shaggy brown hair, and kissed the side of his
neck.
“Can I ask you something?” Sam said quietly.
“Of course, Sammy,” Dean answered as he continued to press gentle kisses
against Sam’s neck and shoulder.
“What if she does choose us?” Sam stared down at Dean’s hands, picking at
Dean’s fingernail absentmindedly.
Dean pulled back and looked confusedly at Sam. “What do you mean?”
“I just mean… you’ll finally have your real mate. You won’t need us anymore.
You won’t need me anymore.”
Dean frowned when he realized what Sam must be feeling. He gently gripped Sam’s
chin and turned his face to Dean’s. “Sammy. That’s nowhere near true. I will
always need you. I’m sorry I’ve been wrapped up with Willa for the last, what,
five days now? I didn’t mean to make you – to make any of the pack – feel like
I was abandoning you or replacing you. If Willa chooses us, it just means that
we, not just me but all of us, will have our special Omega to make our pack
complete. It won’t take away any of the bonds or feelings that any of us have
for each other. It will only add a new layer to it.”
Sam looked up at Dean with wet eyes. “You promise?”
“I promise, Samsquatch. You couldn’t get rid of me if you tried.” Dean nuzzled
him gently. “You’ll always be special to me. You’re a fellow alpha. You’re
pack. You’re family. You’re my brother. And you’re my mate. So we’ll always
have something super special, no matter what.”
Sam grabbed Dean in a tight hug, whispering against his chest, “Love you,
Dean.”
“Love you too, Sammy.” Dean hugged him back just as hard. Sam leaned back and
poked his own forehead, looking at Dean seriously. Dean tried to hold back a
grin at their silly little game they had played since they were pups, knee-high
to a fencepost and always getting scraped up. Following along, Dean pressed a
kiss to wear Sam had pointed. Sam pointed to his temple; Dean kissed his
temple. Sam pointed to his nose; Dean kissed his nose. Sam pointed to his
cheek; Dean kissed his cheek. Sam pointed to his lips; Dean kissed his lips.
When Dean went to pull away, Sam chased his lips with his own until they were
kissing again. He flicked his tongue against Dean’s lips and traced the seam
until Dean opened his mouth. The first touch of their tongues set sparks
flying. Sam turned fully in Dean’s arms and pulled him down when Sam laid back.
Dean pressed his body along Sam’s, chest to calves. Sammy always felt so good
spread out beneath him, all long limbs and taut muscles. Dean’s scent sparked
with arousal and his cock thickened where it lay against Sam’s. He could feel
Sam’s responding in kind and smell the delicious Evergreen scent of Sam’s
excitement in the air. Dean kissed him, hard and dirty, tongues tangling, teeth
nipping, lips sucking until he knew their lips were bruised from it.
He trailed kisses back down to Sam’s neck, tasting the light sheen of sweat on
his skin. He bit into his neck, not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough
to mark him up for a few days at the very least. He sucked hard on the skin
between his teeth until Sam was writhing and moaning beneath him. He could feel
the tell-tale sticky dampness of pre-come from Sam’s cock. Just the knowledge
that he was the one working his brother into this state of lust caused pre-come
to dribble from his own aching member.
“How do you want it, Sammy?” Dean said breathlessly against Sam’s neck.
“J…just like this, Dean. Just want to feel you against me.” Sam reached up and
sifted his fingers through Dean’s hair, pulling his face back up and kissing
him again. They ground their hips together, the sweat and pre-come slicking the
way for their hard cocks to rub against each other. They moved together, their
hands traversing any skin they could reach, murmuring endearments to each
other. Sam’s legs were wrapped around Dean’s hips, Dean’s hands were in Sam’s
hair, and their lips rarely parted. It was like this every time for them;
heartbreakingly passionate.
“God, Dean! I’m close! Don’t stop!” Sam ground his hips hard against Dean’s and
Dean responded by thrusting down, feeling every bump and ridge of his brother’s
erection pressed against his own. He kissed Sam deeply then trailed his lips up
to his ear, sucking and nibbling at his earlobe before whispering harshly,
“Come for me, Sammy.”
The combination of their grinding and the way Dean’s lust-rasped voice caressed
the nickname that Sam loved so dearly caused a short circuit in his brain and
he groaned Dean’s name over and over as he came, shooting so hard between them
that it hit Dean’s chest.
Hearing and feeling his brother, his mate, his Sammy orgasm pushed him over the
edge and he ground down hard as his cock pulsed and shot his load, covering
Sam’s abs. Dean dropped on top of Sam completely, knowing he could take his
weight.
It felt like eons, but could only have been minutes, before their breathing
evened out and they stirred. Dean pressed a gentle kiss to Sam’s lips before
standing and offering his hand to pull his brother to his feet. They wandered
down to the pond by moonlight, night having completely fallen while they were
wrapped up in each other. They made quick work of cleaning themselves up in the
freezing water, Dean being reminded again how quickly winter was closing in.
They shifted once they were clean, Dean shaking out his tawny fur as Sam shook
out his chocolate brown fur.
Come on, Alpha. I know I’m not the only one looking forward to being curled up
with you tonight. Sam smiled and trotted towards Dean’s den. Dean watched him
for a minute before running to catch up.
When they entered the den, the alphas all greeted their High Alpha with tail
wags and happy yips. Dean rumbled a low growl of happiness before settling down
in the middle of the den. Sam curled up against one side and Castiel curled up
against the other. Kate nosed her way under Sam’s head and laid her head on
Dean’s paw. Lucifer mimicked her on the other side, curled under Cas with his
head on Dean’s other paw. Benny flopped down with his head between Dean’s front
legs so Dean could lay his own head down on Benny’s. John nosed his way partly
between Sam and Dean, and Crowley did the same between Dean and Cas. Jody
curled up behind John at Dean’s rump, laying her head on one of Dean’s back
paws. Abaddon did the same behind Crowley, laying her head on Dean’s other back
paw. Cain curled around Jody, Dean, and Abby, laying his head on Dean’s rump.
Jo and Alex moved on either side of Benny, tucking their paws up to Dean’s
under Kate and Lucifer’s heads.
Dean couldn’t help the happy chuckle when he realized that somehow all twelve
of the other wolves had managed to find a way to have some part of them
touching him. He laid his head across Benny’s and listened as the breathing of
all the wolves around him tapered off into the slow, deep breaths of sleep.
Love y’all, he whispered before closing his eyes and drifting to sleep in the
warmth and love of his mates.
Chapter End Notes
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Dean woke early, like usual, and shifted against the warm bodies around him. He
quietly stood and crept out from the mass of wolves, some of them grumbling in
their sleep, but none waking. When he left his den, he shook out his fur, then
trotted down to the Pack Den to check in on Willa. He wanted to go have some
time up at his rock, but knew he wouldn’t be able to enjoy it without looking
in on the healing Omega first.
He peaked in the room and smiled. Willa was awake and drinking from the bucket
of water Meg or Rowena, who were sound asleep curled together, must have
refilled at some point in the early morning.
Willa looked up at Dean when he came in and wagged her tail gently. Dean sat
down next to her and scented her, enjoying the way her smell reflected her
growing health.
You’re up early, Alpha. Willa said with a cock of her head. It reminded Dean so
much of Cas that he couldn’t help the rumbling chuckle.
Yeah. I usually get up around this time to take a walk and have some alone time
before the pack wakes up. I have a special place I go to. Willa nodded and Dean
was struck with an intense longing to show her his favorite spot. Would you
like to join me this morning? It might be good for you to get some fresh air
now that you’re feeling better.
Willa stood up, her tail wagging again. I would actually love that! I have been
aching for fresh air. Oh, but I can’t walk too far on my paw. Rowena said it’s
still healing and too much use and pressure could hurt it more. She hung her
head a little. So, I guess I’ll take you up on that once I’m fully healed.
Or you could shift and ride on my back, Dean answered with a laugh.
The expression on Willa’s face could only be described as a mix of cautious
hope and nervous confusion. Are…are you sure?
Dean’s answer was just to stand and turn so his side was to her, looking at her
with a happy, wolfy smile. Willa nodded and took one last drink of water before
shifting. She stepped up to him, running her fingers through his coarse coat.
He could see wheels turning in her head as she continued to pet him. She must
have decided between her being smaller than most Omegas, who are all naturally
smaller to begin with, and him being brawny and large that it shouldn’t be a
big deal, because she hiked her leg over his back and wrapped her arms around
his neck, sliding into place and gripping tight to the thick fur of his chest.
“Is this okay?” She asked softly. Dean peaked over his shoulder and licked her
forehead, making her giggle, then made his way out into the cool morning air.
*~*~*~*
Willa held tight to Dean, thankful he was keeping his pace slow and even. Once
she got used to the feel of his muscles moving below her, she relaxed and sat
up, loosening her hold to just barely gripping onto the scruff of his neck. She
looked around at the valley, noticing how everything seemed to shimmer as the
sun rose and cast its orange rays over the dewy grass. It was so beautiful
here.
She gently ran her fingers through the tuft of fur between Dean’s shoulders as
she watched her surroundings, not realizing she was doing it until she felt the
vibrations and heard the rumble from Dean’s chest. The grin pushed its way onto
her lips, feeling foreign from so many months of disuse, yet feeling so right.
When Dean stopped, it was in front of a large rock. He looked over his shoulder
at her and Willa slid off his back, tilting her head at the rock. Something
about it was so familiar.
“Wait… this is where I…” she trailed off as she reached out to place her hand
against the smooth surface of the rock.
“Yeah. We watched you drag yourself under the shade over here.”
Willa turned, startled by the voice, deep and gravelly. She felt a twinge low
in her belly at the sound, and blushed. She couldn’t remember the last time
she’d felt that ‘butterflies’ feeling of arousal. At least everything seems to
be working okay, she thought drily.
Dean crawled up onto the rock, sitting cross-legged facing the valley and then
patted the space beside him. Willa accepted his offer and stepped to climb up
beside him when suddenly there were hands on her sides, hauling her up and
over. Dean sat her beside him, careful of her wrapped foot, and smiled happily.
She smiled back then looked out at the view.
“It’s gorgeous here.”
“Thank you. I hope you’re liking more than just the view.” Willa looked back at
Dean to see him staring back at her, his expression hopeful. She thought over
all that she’d been through, and all this wonderful pack has done for her and
her gaze softened. She hesitantly reached up to stroke his cheek, loving the
scratchy feel of his facial scruff against the pads of her fingers.
“I like much more than just the view. Dean, if it’s okay with you, I would
really love to get to know you and your pack more. Maybe… maybe there’s a place
for me here?” She went to pull her hand away but Dean grabbed it and brought
her hand to his mouth, pressing a gentle kiss to her open palm.
“I believe there is, Willa. I really do. I’d love for you to get to know us
better, and I know I’m not the only one.” He smiled and linked their fingers
before turning back to look out over his land, occasionally closing his eyes
and tilting his head back when a breeze would blow. Willa studied his profile;
his thick hair, the same tawny color as his wolf’s fur, his vivid green eyes,
the straight line of his nose, his high cheekbones, those thick, full, cupids
bow lips, the sharp line of his jaw covered in dark scruff that sloped down his
neck. The whole package was so attractive that she could feel those
‘butterflies’ all over again. She was so lost in her perusing of his features
that she didn’t notice him watching her right back.
Dean cleared his throat and Willa snapped her eyes back up to his. The raised
eyebrow and smirk made her blush and look away. He just chuckled and pointed
towards the far mountainside where some of the pack’s dens were.
“Everyone’s starting to wake up. Time to head back down. We usually spend the
morning before breakfast just enjoying time with each other. Scent bonding,
mostly. I know everyone is anxious to meet you. Are you ready for that, or
would you prefer to go back inside the Pack Den to rest?” Dean hopped off the
rock then reached back up to help her down. As soon as she was steady, most of
her weight resting on her uninjured ankle, his hands left her waist. She
indignantly ignored the part of her that wished he had left his strong, wide
hands on her body.
“I really would like to meet everyone, if that’s okay.”
“Of course!” Dean grinned then shifted, offering his back to her for a ride
back down to the valley. Willa was far less hesitant this time to climb on and
grip the fur at the base of his neck. They made their way down quickly, seeing
the pack meandering about the valley. Dean stopped a little ways away and Willa
slipped down, shifting as she went.
You sure? He asked.
Yes. Your pack has done so much for me. I’m really and truly ready to meet them
all. Willa wagged her tail and cocked her head. Dean just grinned his wolfy
grin and nodded.
He sat back and howled loud and clear to the morning sky and Willa watched and
listened in amazement as the pack joined in. Their voices blended and soared.
She had never heard anything so beautiful, and found herself longing to sing
with them. When their voices tapered off, Dean pranced forward and woofed
happily at the pack now approaching. He was greeted by them all and there were
licks and nuzzles all around. Willa could see how much the pack loved and
respected him as their High Alpha. It made her heart ache to see such devotion
between them all.
Her pack had been nothing like this.
Morning, pack. I know you’ve all been anxious to meet our new friend, Willa. I
had spoken with the alphas last night about things, but hadn’t had a chance to
speak to the betas-
I spoke to them this morning for you, Dean, a tall chocolate colored wolf
interrupted. Willa’s breath caught and she nearly dropped to the ground in
fear. In her old pack, anyone who interrupted the High Alpha while he was
speaking was sure to be in for a fight. She reminded herself that this pack was
so far nowhere near as volatile as hers was, and the reminder kept her from
shaking too much.
When she saw the affectionate gaze Dean had when he looked at the other wolf,
she let herself breathe again. That look was full of love and adoration.
Thanks, Sammy. That was a huge help. Well, since everyone knows the basics…
Dean turned to Willa and nodded his head to beckon her closer.
Here we go, Willa thought, taking a deep breath and stepping close to Dean. She
couldn’t ignore the way every fiber of her being longed for the pack’s approval
and friendship.
Everyone, meet Willa. Willa, this group of rag-tag troublemakers in front of
you is my pack, the Taloa pack. Willa could hear the pride in his voice, even
with his playful words. She wagged her tail slowly and looked around, seeing
Meg and Rowena’s familiar faces and wagging tails. She felt her very soul warm
when she noticed that there wasn’t a single wolf that wasn’t wagging their tail
and watching her with open, friendly expressions.
She glanced back at Dean to see him sitting back, head held high, chest puffed
out, a look full of pride and love at his pack. Willa had yet to see him look
as much like the High Alpha he is until that moment.
Alright, introductions, Dean said as he pranced over to his pack. He stood
beside the dark wolf that had spoken up earlier. Sammy, she remembered.
This giant moose is my kid brother, Sammy. Dean thwacked him across the back of
the head with his paw.
Quit beating the shit out of everyone, Dean, she’ll think you’re some kind of
animal. And it’s just ‘Sam’ actually. Sam shoved Dean away playfully then
approached Willa. She laughed softly as she looked up, and up, and up at the
tall wolf.
It’s nice to meet you, Sam. Oh! Willa gasped and her eyes went wide as Sam
walked right up to her and scented her along the side of her neck, then turned
his neck just enough so she could sent him too; unexpected, but… appreciated,
she thought as she scented him back, lightly inhaling his warm alpha scent. She
knew if she had been in her human form she’d be blushing from head to toe.
Good to meet you too, Willa. Sam flopped on the ground beside her, happy as you
please. She looked back over to Dean who was shaking his head with a look of
pleased exasperation.
This is our dad, John. He was High Alpha before me. John was a large Smokey
black wolf.
Willa, he said gruffly as he approached, nodding his head low in a surprising
show of respect that Willa couldn’t remember ever being granted. He followed
Sam’s example, scenting along her fur then allowing her to do the same. When he
stepped back she noticed his eyes.
I can see where Dean and Sam get their lovely eyes from, she said softly.
John chuckled and nodded before answering just as softly, You’ll be good for us
around here, Omega. It’s been too long since my Mary passed. He gave her one
last wink then made his way to a shade tree close by to sit and watch. Willa’s
heart thudded in her chest at his parting words, knowing, even without knowing
John very well, that they were something special.
This is Ellen and Bobby. They’re essentially Sammy and my ‘adopted’ aunt and
uncle.
The two gray wolves approached, each scenting Willa and letting Willa scent
back before Ellen nudged her shoulder and offered a, Welcome to the pack, pup.
Willa grinned, their pleasant, mild beta scents washing over her. They joined
John in the shade. Ellen shoved John, John shoved back, and Bobby rolled his
eyes. The whole pack chuckled when they heard him mutter, Bunch’a idjits.
This is Jo, Ellen and Bobby’s alpha pup, and Ash, their beta pup, and this is
Garth, Ash’s mate, Dean continued, now nearly shoving the wolves forward as he
introduced them. Willa giggled as Jo, a little blonde wolf with brown eyes
turned and shoved Dean right back. They’re all so playful, Willa thought as the
three approached.
Hi, Willa! Garth, a thin brown beta with bright blue eyes actually hugged on
Willa as he scented her. She laughed, scented and hugged him back, before
answering the exuberant wolf with a ‘hello’ of her own.
Ash, copper in color and a tinge of something wild to his beta scent, gave her
a gentle head-butt before nipping the back of his mate’s leg and herding him
off to the side to let Jo say hello.
Willa felt like sinking to the ground as Jo approached. She was feisty, Willa
could tell. The word ‘untamable’ came to mind. She felt like she wouldn’t
measure up in the little alpha’s world.
If Dean gets snarky, just come let me know. I’ll kick his ass for you. Us girls
gotta stick together, huh? Jo rubbed her face against the side of Willa’s, her
scent having the same wildness her brother’s did. Willa wagged her tail and
nodded, immediately feeling the fear of Jo’s spunky nature dissipate. She
spared a grin at a certain frowning alpha, then out and out laughed when he
stuck his tongue out at Jo.
Jo nuzzled Sam before passing by and laying across her mother’s feet, letting
the old gray wolf groom behind her ears.
You know Meg and Rowena, Dean said, nodding at the two nurse-wolves. Willa
greeted them both with hugs and quiet murmurs of thanks for the continued care
for her.
Oh, hush, darlin’, Rowena said in her thick accent. We wouldn’t have it any
other way, would we Meg?
She’s right, for once, Meg answered with a smirk. The two alphas laid on the
other side of Willa, playfully bickering back and forth.
Crowley, here, is Rowena’s pup. Small but compact, Smokey black with yellow
eyes, Crowley wagged his bushy tail as he approached. He had a mischievous
glint in his eyes as he scented along her neck, but his scent showed Willa he
meant no harm. He laid off to the side, flopping down in the sun and closing
his eyes.
This is Cain. He’s the old man of the pack. Dean grinned when Cain turned
around to stare at him. Willa couldn’t hear what he said, but whatever it was,
her curiosity peaked because it made Dean drop his head in respect and nuzzle
up to him.
Dean cleared his throat and nosed a tall red wolf forward. And this is his pup,
Abaddon.
You can call me Abby. All these other demon-spawn do. Abby’s green eyes
twinkled as she welcomed Willa with a gentle nuzzle and scented along her ear.
Willa scented her back, loving the spicy alpha scent. Abby went and sat on the
other side of Meg and Rowena.
Willa turned back to Cain and was struck by his wise yellow eyes. He didn’t
utter a word as slowly approached and scented her face, along her muzzle then
up between her eyes. He even went so far as to quickly and softly groom the
back of one ear. Willa couldn’t help the whimper the breached her mouth. Cain
just smiled and licked her cheek before joining Crowley in a warm patch of
grass.
Jody, Dean said as an attractive wolf with dark brown fur and green eyes shook
out her fur and walked up to Willa, is Alex and Claire’s mom, and Charlie is
Claire’s new mate.
The dark wolf was followed by a light brown wolf, a blonde wolf, and a red
wolf. Willa and Jody scented each other and said hello before Jody strolled
over to John and laid beside him. Alex, the little brown alpha, shyly said
hello and scented Willa, who instantly felt a kinship for her, being shy
herself. Alex followed her mom.
What’s up bitches? Charlie, the little red wolf said as she trotted up, stopped
to give a nuzzle to Sam before turning to Willa. You’re a cutie!
Really, Charlie? Claire rolled her eyes and nipped at her mate’s flank. Willa
just laughed and ducked her head a little. Claire, much the way her mother had,
gave Willa a quick nuzzle and scent and let Willa do the same, then she trotted
off to where Alex and Jody were relaxing and visiting. Charlie followed closer
to Garth’s way of doing things and wrapped her neck and paw around Willa in a
hug. Willa happily did the same.
Later, hater! Charlie said as she pranced off after Claire. Willa laughed and
shook her head before turning back to the remaining eight wolves, three pups,
and Dean were standing.
Dean sent a trio of wolves, one golden colored, one blonde, and a small brown
pup forward. This is Gabriel, Donna, and their pup Krissy.
Hiya, Willa! Donna greeted with a friendly wag of her tail. Both her and her
mate had notes of sugary sweetness to their muted beta scents, and Krissy had
that sweetness too, though it was even more muted since she was unpresented.
Nice to meet you, Willa! Gabriel said with a wolfy grin. Both he and Donna
hugged Willa from each side, exchanging scents, before they stepped back so
Krissy could say hello.
Hi, Krissy, Willa said softly. The pup wagged her tail hesitantly, glanced back
at Dean who smiled and nodded, before she turned back and scented Willa. She
stared up at Willa and then nodded.
You’ll do, she said as she walked off. Gabriel followed his pup while Donna
just smiled and shook her head then bounced over to Jody and flopped down
beside her.
The last of the pack’s beta pairs is this little group. This is Chuck, his mate
Becky, and their pups Alfie and Lucas. Dean nuzzled both pups before shooing
them forward after their parents. Willa could tell already that both pups were
shy.
Chuck, with his thick copper coat, and Becky with her sleek Blonde coat, had
produced beautiful pups: one a nearly white cream and the other a soft red. She
could see they were both still so young, and her heart ached a little more with
longing to be a part of this pack.
Chuck and Becky, both happy and friendly, greeted her, scented her, then stood
aside to wait on their nervous pups.
Willa dropped down to the ground and laid her head forward some, hoping that by
making herself smaller, they wouldn’t be so nervous around her. Alfie was the
first to break, wagging his tail and woofing at her. She wagged her tail and
woofed back. Alfie giggle and ran off towards Krissy. Lucas stepped closer
hesitantly, scenting along her front paws and up her face. Then, to the
collective surprise of the pack, he pushed his way between Willa and Sam and
cuddled into Willa’s side, sighing softly and closing his eyes.
Willa balanced precariously between awe at the trusting little pup, and fear
that his parents would not like him being close to her like that. When she
dared a glance up at them, though, they were both staring down at their little
red wolf with matching looks of love. They smiled at Willa once more then
joined Gabriel in watching Krissy and Alfie play tag.
Willa returned the smile Sam was giving her then looked back over to Dean, who
was watching her with his mouth open. She had half a mind to tell him he’d
catch flies before a brawny wolf with fur nearly identical to Dean’s stepped
forward.
While we wait on Chucklehead over there to pick his jaw up off the ground, I’ll
just go right on ahead and introduce my damn self. I’m Benny. I was with Dean
when we found you. I’m real glad to see you all healed up. You gave us quite a
scare, Cher.
Willa nearly whimpered at the delicious Cajun accent.
Then I suppose I owe you a very big hug for saving me, Willa said as she
wrapped a paw around his shoulder, his scent making her think of sandy beaches
near the ocean. He laughed softly and hugged her back.
It was our Dean that did the saving. I was just along for the ride. Benny
winked and then walked back to Dean who had finally, as Benny said, picked his
jaw up off the ground. He cleared his throat again, shoving lightly at Benny
who just stared at him with a faux innocent look.
Right, uh, and these two are the twins: Lucifer and Castiel. Luci, and Cas.
The two wolves were as identical in stature as they were opposite in coloring,
but they both had crystal clear blue eyes.
They both scented Willa, who scented them both back. Then they each offered a
quiet, Welcome to the pack, Willa. Castiel’s voice matched his black fur:
gravelly, deep, and dark; Lucifer’s voice matched his white fur: soft, lilting,
and striking.
Lucifer went to Crowley and Castiel went to Meg, both engaging in quiet
conversations. The last wolf, a gorgeous and petite golden wolf who reminded
Willa of an Omega, though she could tell by her scent that this beautiful wolf
was all alpha.
Hi. I’m Kate.
Hello, Kate. I’m Willa. Willa stood, careful not to disturb the sleeping pup
beside her, and offered up her neck for Kate to scent. Kate took her up on the
offer, pressing her muzzle into the thick fur of Willa’s neck. Willa scented
her back, closing her eyes and drinking in that smoky alpha smell.
Kate pulled back to look at Willa, cocked her head slightly, then she licked
along Willa’s muzzle in an affectionate way that had Willa’s heart stuttering.
Then she turned to Sam and the two of them roused Lucas from his sleep and the
three headed over to join the playing between Alfie and Krissy.
Everyone else dispersed, some headed towards the Pack Den, others sitting in
small groups enjoying the company of their packmates. Dean approached Willa and
hesitantly scented her. Willa responded by wrapping her neck and paw around him
in a hug and scenting him back.
Thank you, Dean.
Dean smiled and nuzzled her. No need to thank me. You’ll always have a place
here, in whatever way you want or need. What did you think? Like everyone so
far?
I have never met a pack as friendly and sweet as yours. Everyone was so
welcoming. I’m looking forward to getting to know everyone so much more. But…
this has also been a little overwhelming for me. I think I’m going to head back
in and rest.
Meg and Rowena approached. I was just going to suggest that, dear. You are
still healing after all. Meg and I would like to take a look at you, make sure
everything is still looking good.
Willa nodded and with one last hug for Dean, walked back to the pack den with
Meg and Rowena at her side.
*~*~*~*
Dean watched Willa until she disappeared into the Pack Den. He didn’t even
notice Kate come sit beside him until she ran her fingers through his fur. He
looked over at her and nuzzled her sweetly, licking at her fingers.
“Been holding out on me, Alpha. She’s…” Kate sighed softly. “She’s perfect.”
Dean shifted and pulled Kate into a hug. “I know, Katie-girl.”
Kate huffed at his nickname for her and then stood, offering her hand to pull
him up. “How about breakfast then maybe I can steal you for a little while?”
Dean grinned and took her hand, walking to the Pack Den together. They found
Benny, Bobby, and Ellen prepping breakfast in the kitchen. Most of the pack was
already waiting in the large area just off the kitchen, a room they called the
mess hall, some in wolf form, and others in human form, all ready to fill their
bellies with rabbit, deer, or fish. Kate dragged Dean by the hand over to where
Meg and Rowena were walking in.
“She still healing up okay?” Dean asked as they approached.
“Yes, Alpha, she’s healing wonderfully,” Rowena answered with a brief hug for
her Alpha.
“We were just coming to get her some food.”
Kate squeezed Meg’s arm gently. “Dean and I will take some to her while y’all
eat.” The three girls stood visiting while Dean made his way over to Benny,
Bobby, and Ellen. When the food was done and Benny let out a shrill whistle to
let everyone know, Dean shifted. Bobby tossed Dean down his breakfast while the
rest of the pack trickled in. Everyone waited until Dean finished eating before
coming to get their food.
Kate ran her fingers through Dean’s fur again as she took the offered food for
herself and a helping for Willa from Ellen. She left the mess hall with Dean
padding along beside her. When they got to the room where Willa stayed, the
Omega was laying in her nest of blankets. She wagged her tail as the two
entered.
“Here ya go, hon,” Kate said as she laid the meat down in front of Willa. She
shifted and laid beside her, eating her own breakfast. When Kate finished, she
and Dean helped clean each other’s muzzles. When Willa finished, Kate offered
to clean hers. Dean was surprised when Willa accepted.
Watching Kate gently lick Willa’s muzzle clean had Dean’s blooding pooling low
in his belly. He tried hard to keep the arousal in his scent to a minimum. If
either of the other two noticed, they didn’t acknowledge it.
However we he and Kate made it out of the room, out of the pack den, she turned
to him and peered intently into his eyes.
Alpha, I’m going to have to ask you nicely to follow me to our den and fuck me
into the ground until I can’t walk straight.
Dean growled low, his cock already beginning to harden and peak from its
sheath. He nipped at her front paw and nudged her in the direction of the den.
She took off running, Dean hot on her trail, snapping at her back legs any time
he got close. When they made it to the den she shifted, mid-run and dropped
down onto the soft dirt, leaning up on her elbows.
Dean stalked closer, sniffing along the inside of her calf, his eyes never
leaving hers. He snuffled up the inside of her thigh and across her pussy,
huffing a hot breath across her wet folds. He saw her bite her lower lip as he
shifted and continued crawling over her until he was hovering directly above
her.
He leaned down and took her mouth in a bruising kiss, sucking and biting on her
lips, flicking his tongue across the roof of her mouth then down against hers.
He sifted his hand up into the back of her short blond hair, gripping a handful
to angle her face first one way then another, all for the sole purpose of
kissing her within an inch of her life. He swallowed down every gasp and moan
she emitted.
“Taste so good, Kate. Always taste so damn good.” Dean moaned into her neck as
he kissed along her neck. Kate rolled her hips against his, feeling how hard
and heavy his cock was.
“Dean!” She gasped as his lips wrapped around one taut pink nipple. He nipped
and sucked on one, then followed up with the other, until Kate was a writhing,
whimpering mess beneath him. He grinned down at her flushed skin, her puffy
nipples, her full lips, her hungry eyes…
“Please, Dean!” Kate groaned.
“Please what, Kate?” Dean asked with a knowing smirk. “I want you to say it.
Tell me what you want.” Dean ghosted his fingertips over her wet pussy, barely
sliding one over her engorged clit.
“Please make me cum!” Kate wailed.
Dean growled, surging down to kiss her hard as he jammed two fingers into her
dripping cunt. He circled his thumb around her clit and pumped his fingers in
and out while plundering her mouth. He slipped his free hand up into hers,
linking their fingers and holding her hand above her head. Her other hand
gripped his thick bicep, feeling the muscles work as he fingered her.
“Oh, Kate, you will cum. You will cum over…” He crooked his fingers, jamming
them up against her g-spot at the same time that he pressed his thumb roughly
against her clit.
“Yes!”
“And over…” He repeated the action.
“Yes!!”
“And over!” He repeated it a third time.
“YES!!!” Kate screamed out as she came, gushing around his hand, bucking hard
against his hand.
Dean grinned as he pulled his hand out, seeing her glazed over look. He glanced
at his hand, seeing it covered in her essence. He looked up to see her watching
him with a hazy look.
“Such a good girl,” he murmured. “And good girls get to see how good they
taste.” He traced her full lips with his cum-covered fingers, moaning when her
little pink tongue darted out to taste. She licked his hand clean of her
juices, then pulled him down into a kiss. Another moan fell from his throat at
the taste of her sex mixing with the taste of her mouth.
“So good. Taste so good,” he repeated, trailing biting kisses down her body.
When he reached her pussy, Dean pushed her thighs wide, watching as her sweet
pussy was unveiled to his eyes. He knew she would be blushing at the way he
intimately stared at her folds. He looked his fill, then slid his hands down
her thick thighs, holding her open wide as he lowered his mouth to her center.
He closed his eyes as her juices hit his tongue, the smell and taste so much
more potent straight from the source. He flicked his tongue along her clit,
feeling her shudder each time. He worked her pussy from top to bottom, his face
messy with her. He worked her to the edge over and over, but never letting her
find that release. Her muscles shook from the need to cum.
Dean pulled back after working her to the edge yet again, his face glistening,
and used his thumbs to hold her pussy lips apart. He glanced up at Kate’s face
before leaning forward to blow a cool stream of air directly to her clit.
Kate’s hips shot up and she wailed as she shook from her second orgasm.
Dean grinned and licked his lips, stroking his cock slowly as he watched her
come down from the clouds.
“Flip and shift, Kate,” he demanded. Kate rushed to comply, shifting and
turning belly down, lifting her tail to present to him.
Dean shifted and mounted her, shoving his thick, hard cock into her tight
pussy. He growled, biting along the back of her neck and he thrusted into her
hard, knowing neither of them would last long like this. He pounded her hard,
front legs gripping around her hips. He could feel his knot swelling, ready to
catch in her channel. A few more hard thrusts and she howled, her pussy
tightening and gripping around his length. He shoved his knot into her, filling
her full of his cum.
They laid together to wait out his knot, gently grooming each other.
Bet you can’t wait to do that to Willa, huh Alpha? Kate said with a smirk.
Dean groaned as his cock spurted again, nipping hard at Kate’s muzzle.
I will admit, the moment she accepts us, if she accepts us-
When, Dean. Not if. I can already tell she loves this pack, and she loves you.
When, then. When she accepts us, it will take all of my willpower to not take
her where she stands. It’s only fear of causing her further pain or fear that
will keep me from doing so, Dean admitted. Then he grinned and looked down at
her with a playful glint in his eyes. And don’t act like you’re not as taken as
I am with her, Katie-girl. You’re already ready to devour her aren’t you? You
gonna lick her sweet little Omega pussy the way you let me lick yours? Until
you’re covered in her slick and she’s delirious from wanting you? Dean rumbled
deep in his chest, grinding his cock into Kate’s pussy again.
Kate growled and ground with him, the images playing across her mind of all the
filthy things the pack would get up to with an Omega in their midst, especially
one as lovely as Willa.
They continued to tease and taunt each other with fantasies and ideas until
Dean’s knot went down, then they both went down to the pond to rinse off,
disturbing Benny where he sat fishing.
Benny didn’t mind too much though, because when they were clean they hauled him
down into the water too and the three of them swam and rough housed until it
was time for Dean to do border patrol.
He left Kate and Benny to fend for themselves and grabbed his dad and brother
to do patrol with him, trusting them to always watch his back and protect their
land. They hadn’t had any major threats in a long time, but Dean would never
take that for granted and risk the safety of his family, and he’d be lying if
he said the question of who hurt Willa didn’t cross his mind. He promised to
himself, and knew the rest of the pack would agree, that they would do
everything in their power to protect the little Omega from those that had hurt
her.
When the three of them made it back round to the valley, Dean was surprised to
see Willa out and about again. In fact, she was in the middle of the valley
playing with the pups. Even some of the adults had joined in the tussle, and
those that hadn’t were laying on the fringes watching in happy amusement. John
and Sam both ran to the fray, jumping in and adding to the wrestling and
chasing of the group. Dean stayed farther back, happy to watch the events
unfold.
Between the way his pack took to Willa today, and she to them, especially
timid, shy Lucas, and the way he was watching her now-unguarded, happy,
playful-he knew in his gut that the Taloa pack had finally found their new
Omega.
Chapter End Notes
     Okay, first, I am SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO POST! Between a major
     bout of writer's block and life deciding that what I needed most was
     a kick in the vagina, time just got away from me. :( Glad to be back
     though!!
     And secondly, this chapter is secretly dedicated to Brit Sheridan
     (Kate). She is a goddess and I would gladly worship at her...
     ...
     feet. Get your mind out of the gutter. *sips tea from the gutter
     where I live, always*
     NO but for real, Brit, you're ever in the neighborhood you can HIT.
     ME. UP. *bae4lyf*
     Okay I'm done being weird (probably not...).
     Kudos and Comments appreciated!!!
***** Uninvited Intruders *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Dean. Dean, wake up. DEAN!!
Huh? I’m a- OOF!! Dammit, Gabriel! I’m awake! Dean flattened his ears and
glared at Gabriel as he backed away from trouncing Dean in his sleep. Then he
took in the expression on Gabe’s face: a tinge of excitement followed closely
by shear bone-deep worry. He instantly stood and approached his pack-mate.
What is it, Gabriel?
It’s Krissy… I think she’s beginning to present!
Dean instantly bolted towards Gabe and Donna’s den. He could see by the
placement of the waxing gibbous moon that it was probably around two more hours
until sunrise. He wasn’t surprised that Krissy was presenting at the beginning
of a three-day full moon cycle, just that she was presenting at the beginning
of this three-day full moon cycle. He swallowed around the lump in his throat
at the thought of his spunky little pup presenting; he had his suspicions that
she would present alpha, but you never know. She could surprise everyone.
He stopped in front of their den and turned to watch Gabriel and Sam approach.
He cocked his head in question at Sam.
Gabriel woke me up, said Krissy was presenting and asking for me, Sam replied.
Dean nodded in response and then he and Sam followed Gabe inside.
Krissy was curled up in human form, arms wrapped around her waist. Dean could
smell pheromones on the air, but they didn’t have a distinct scent of alpha,
beta, or omega. Just the sour tinge of the pain of presenting.
He shifted and sat down beside Donna, noting the worry on her face closely
matching that on Gabe’s. He ran a hand through Krissy’s hair.
“Hey little pup. How ya doing?”
The look Krissy gave him in response seemed to scream ‘how do you think I’m
doing idjit?’ and he chuckled. She grumbled and pulled herself a little closer
so her head was resting on his leg. He made sure his scent was conveying plenty
of calming High Alpha pheromones, knowing it would help her relax.
Sam padded over and nuzzled against Krissy’s hip then draped his head across
her tummy, hoping the heat of his body would provide some pain relief as her
body changed. After a few minutes of Dean running his fingers through Krissy’s
hair while she ran her fingers through Sam’s fur, she dozed off. Soft snores
filled the air around them. Sam kept watching over her with his big green eyes
full of affection and worry, but also pride and excitement. Dean could relate.
He knew it would be a hard year for Krissy while she completed her
presentation. This first day was always the worst for every wolf as their body
initially began the road to being a fully presented alpha, beta, or omega wolf.
No one really knows what the body is doing on day one since the changes to the
body happen slowly over a year, but eventually the main changes to a wolf
during presentation would be brought to light.
The scent glands would contract or expand; contract if the wolf was a beta,
muting their scent into the soft, barely there notes all betas possess, or
expand if they were an alpha or omega, allowing their scent to ripen and expel.
Those days would cause the wolf to feel itchy and like they couldn’t get
comfortable in their own skin. He recalled Claire saying she felt like bugs
were crawling all over her on those days, and he could remember from his own
presentation that his skin seemed extra sensitive. During this time, something
in their scent would change, and give them their own unique scent.
The bones and muscles would thicken and strengthen, giving way to the strength
and vitality that all wolves have, and in the process, all the soft and supple
baby-fat that pups have would be burned by the increase in metabolism. There’s
plenty of pain in that, and every wolf, no matter their presentation would feel
that pain intensely. This is the part of the presentation that takes the
longest, rendering a wolf den-ridden for days. It would happen periodically
through the next year with no warning. A pup can go for weeks without the pain
and then suddenly spend days with their body aching, holed up away from the
pack.
The eyes, ears, and nose would all develop extra ‘wolfy’ senses, giving them
even better eyesight, hearing, and sense of smell than they have as a pup.
Again, all wolves go through this, and while not terribly painful, is very
uncomfortable. They would be sensitive to bright sunlight, sounds, and smells.
Dean didn’t experience himself, but a few wolves in the pack have, going
temporarily blind and deaf during the process. It makes that part of the change
frightening for a pup, especially since yet again, it’s something that can
happen with no warning.
The vocal chords change too. This part is different and unique for every wolf,
and this change is very special to the Taloa Pack. This is when the pup’s vocal
chords would strengthen and extend, giving them the ability to find their song,
their howl.
The biggest change of all was the one that set the three secondary genders
apart from each other. Beta males and beta females barely change other than the
same maturing of sexual organs that humans go through. Female bodies prepare to
be able to carry but not conceive pups, male bodies prepare to be able to
conceive but not carry pups.
Alpha males grow a knot on their cock and their bodies adjust to be able to
conceive but not carry. Alpha females, while no knot is grown, adjust to be
able to carry as well as conceive. They produce potent ejaculate in high
quantities, much more than any beta or omega, which is highly fertile. They
have ruts that are triggered by an omega in heat where their bodies and
pheromones tell them their mate is at their peak of fertility. For an alpha
female, they can’t get pregnant nearly as easy as an omega, but they can carry
to term.
Omega female bodies prepare to carry but not conceive, and their womb shifts to
create the perfect ‘home’ for the unborn pups. Omega male bodies prepare to be
able to carry or conceive. While their ejaculate is not as fertile as an alpha,
impregnating is possible. They grow a birthing channel and womb that, just like
an omega female, offers the best chance for healthy, happy pups. Omegas have
heats when they hit their fertility peak, usually anywhere from once a month to
once every few months, where their body’s sole purpose is to carry on the
species with procreation.
It’s all a fascinating process to Dean, and as the High Alpha, he’s well versed
in all the intricacies of it so he can better help his pack. That doesn’t mean
he doesn’t worry for the young pup. For a whole year she’ll battle her body as
it changes.
He glances down at her sleeping form, silently promising her that the whole
pack would be there for her and help her through this. When he caught Sammy’s
eyes, it seemed like he was reading the thoughts right out of Dean’s head as he
nodded in agreement. Donna and Gabriel cuddled close to their Alpha and their
daughter, sharing the body heat and warmth between them. They all drifted in
and out of sleep with the waves of Krissy’s pain until the sun began to rise.
Dean made his way to his rock, curling up and closing his eyes, trying to rest
a bit more while also praying to the great Mother Earth and Father Heavens to
guide little Krissy through this transition out of pup-hood, as well as watch
over the pack during this month’s full moon. He could feel himself drifting
closer to sleep but snapped out of it when he heard the soft pad of paws headed
towards him. With pricked ears he listened to them approach and then picked his
head up and looked sleepily at the small white wolf. He wagged his tail in
greeting at Willa.
Room for one more, Alpha? Willa asked with a cock of her head. Dean rumbled a
happy growl deep in his chest and scooted to the side to give her room. He felt
a flush of pride when she jumped up with all signs of injury to her leg gone.
He made a mental note to do something special for Rowena and Meg for their
diligent help.
Everything okay this morning? I could smell something off with a wolf. I could
tell it was one of the pups, but I couldn’t tell which one since I don’t know
them that well. Willa curled up against Dean’s side, knowing by now that he
wouldn’t mind her using his extra body warmth.
Looking down at Willa’s sweet face, eyes looking out at the land as she
snuggled close to Dean to escape as much of the cold morning air as possible,
Dean had to fight the urge to groom her and nuzzle her and completely coat her
in his scent. He was big enough to acknowledge that he was falling fast for
this little Omega with her big yellow eyes and gentle demeanor. He settled for
laying his head down close to hers and answering her question.
Krissy is beginning her presentation. Her parents and Sammy and I were up in
the early hours keeping her still and in the least amount of pain possible.
Is it common for a wolf other than the parents and the High Alpha to be so
involved during the presentation? Willa looked confused as she glanced over at
Dean.
He chuckled and nodded. In our pack it is. Usually if it begins in the middle
of the night like that they’ll only wake me, but Krissy specifically asked for
Sam to come too. They’ve always been close. To be honest, I think she has a
crush on him. And I think the feeling is mutual.
Well, if there’s a member of this pack that doesn’t have a crush on Sam I’d be
surprised. Willa grinned a small wolfy grin at Dean before dropping her head
onto his crossed front legs. But then, he does seem to take after his big
brother, so it’s really no wonder.
Dean couldn’t help but playfully respond, Why Miss Willa, are you flirting with
me?!
Her laugh was like music to his ears and he didn’t even notice his tail wagging
in response to her musical laugh. The full moon always did make me a little
more…
Frisky? Dean supplied with a gentle nudge to her cheek.
She chuckled again. Frisky, she confirmed. She stood and stretched, then hopped
off the rock and nodded down the valley where the pack was all coming from
their dens to meet the sun and greet each other. Coming, Alpha? Without waiting
for an answer, she started trotting off towards the pack. Dean stretched out
his limbs and with one last yawn, loped forward to reach Willa, the scent of
happy Omega working the last of the sleepiness from his mind.
They made it down to the pack and Dean noticed the absence of Gabriel, Donna,
and Krissy, but Sam had come out and was standing with Rowena, probably
discussing Krissy’s presentations. Everyone else was mingling around. Dean sat
down and looked at Willa, who was watching the pack with fond amusement. He
nudged her and she looked up at him curiously.
I just wanted to make sure you knew that, even though you’re not wearing my
mark, you’re a part of our pack now. And that means you can howl with us.
Willa’s eyes lit up and she nuzzled under Dean’s chin, licking and nipping at
his chin in a sign of affection and submission. Dean rumbled at her, nipping at
the scruff of her neck in response to her submission.
I’d love to sing with you and your pack, Dean. And… I wouldn’t be opposed to
wearing your mark either. Willa glanced at the pack, now watching them
silently, expressions all showing happiness, acceptance, love, and excitement.
I wouldn’t be opposed to wearing the mark of all the pack alphas.
Dean couldn’t stop the howl from leaving his throat anymore than he could stop
the sun from rising. He lifted his head to the sky and sang out in happiness
that this Omega would well and truly be his Omega. Moments after he began
howling, the voices of his pack all joined in, he could even pick up Donna and
Gabriel’s howls from their den. Then his ears filled with Willa’s melodic high-
pitched howl, filtering in and wrapping around the voices of his pack and
making their song sound complete. Slowly, everyone else quieted until all that
was left was Dean and Willa, howling with each other until their song was
complete.
*~*~*~*
The sun was high in the sky by the time Willa followed Dean back out of the
Pack Den. After their morning howl – which Willa felt was the happiest moment
of her life so far, being able to join the pack’s gorgeous sound – Dean had
updated everyone on Krissy beginning to present. Then they’d spent a little
while just being close to each other as a pack, scenting and playing, until
everyone was hungry. Bobby and Ellen had called everyone to the Pack Den to
eat. Now she was following Dean and Sam to Gabriel’s den to sit with Krissy
while he and Donna spent some time with the pack and ate. Dean was carrying a
bucket of fresh water, Sam had a hunk of meat, and Willa was content to remain
in wolf form, but had a blanket draped across her back for Krissy.
When they arrived at the den, Krissy was in wolf form, awake and alert, though
they could smell the fever on her. Gabriel and Donna left for the Pack Den and
Sam sat down against the wall, patting his lap for Krissy to join him. Willa
watched carefully as Krissy hefted herself achingly from the den floor and made
her way over to Dean first, getting a drink of water and accepting his scratch
behind the ears. Then she waddled over to Sam and dropped between his legs,
resting her head across his thigh and closing her eyes. Willa shook the blanket
off then dragged it over to cover the young pup.
When Krissy felt the blanket fall around her she opened her eyes and peered up
at Willa. Thank you. The warmth helps the pain.
I remember the year I presented. I wish I had had a pack like yours to be there
for me. You’re a very lucky young lady.
I know. I’m sorry you didn’t have a good pack. Are you… are you going to be our
Pack Omega? Krissy snuggled closer to Sam, who ran his hands through her fluffy
brown fur.
Willa looked over at Dean, who was standing at the mouth of the den, looking
out at the land, seeming lost in thought. A feeling of adoration lit her up
from the inside as she said, I’d like to be.
Krissy nodded and sighed sadly. Willa dropped down to her belly and whined
softly, the scent of fear clouding her scent, the thought of Krissy and the
pack not wanting her and sending her away making her ache, but not as much as
the fear that she had done something to make the young pup not want her around.
She felt her chest constrict. Krissy… if you don’t… want me to be a part of
your pack, I will leave. I don’t want to upset anyone here. I’m sorry if I… if
I assumed to much. Please don’t be sad, I can leave, please don’t turn against
me. I didn’t mean to… I didn’t mean… I didn’t…
Her chest hurt so much, her vision narrowed and swam, nearly fading black with
each sharp inhale. She couldn’t breathe, her muscles ached, she was shaking.
“What’s going on? Willa? Willa!”
No, please don’t hurt me!
Willa, it’s okay! It’s okay, it’s just Dean. It’s Dean and Sammy and I’m Krissy
and we’re not going to hurt you!
Dean?
“For fucks sake, someone tell me what’s going on!” Dean sank down on his
haunches, trying to catch Willa’s eyes.
“I think they were talking and then she started having trouble breathing. It
seems like an anxiety attack. Willa? Willa it’s okay. We’re not going to hurt
you. Can you shift?” Sam reached forward slowly until his hand was in front of
Willa’s face, palm down, fingers lightly curled in a sign of friendly
submission, showing her he wouldn’t hurt her.
Dean… Sam… Krissy… shift… I can’t… Dean? Dean, I know… Dean won’t… He isn’t…
and Sam… Sammy… and Krissy, little pup… Willa’s thoughts spun but her vision
cleared enough to see a hand held towards her and the sad, scared face of a pup
watching her. She turned her head enough to see a man crouched beside her,
watching her with worry in his vivid green eyes.
She whined up at Dean, hearing him speaking but not understanding the words as
he ran gentle hands across her shaking body. She turned her head again when she
felt a small, warm body curl up against her and a soft tongue licking at her
leg.
Another set of large hands slowly ran across her ears then cradled her head,
the long, thick fingers lightly massaging at her jaws and cheeks until she
began relaxing. The words coming from all around her began filtering in as the
panic finally melted away.
So sorry, Willa, I didn’t mean to scare you. Are you okay? I hope you’re okay.
I need to explain.
“There we go, little wolf. A massage always works to help calm me down, too.
Just breathe. Relax. You’re safe here.”
“Sweet little Omega. Sammy’s right, you’re safe. I’ll protect you, we’ll all
protect you. And Sammy gives the best massages. Look at Krissy loving on you.
Little pup wants to make sure you’re okay, too. We will take care of you.”
Willa? Krissy looked up at her pleadingly.
I’m so sorry, Krissy. I didn’t mean to scare you.
Don’t apologize! I’m so sorry I made you scared, too. And I want to explain, I
don’t want you to go away or not be a part of our pack. I just realized that
if…if you’re the pack Omega and I present as Omega, then I’ll leave this pack
and go somewhere else. It just made me sad to think of leaving S… of leaving
the pack. I really do like you and want you to be a part of the pack. I’m sorry
I made you think otherwise.
Willa’s eyes lit with understanding. Now she knew what the pup was upset about.
You’re sad to think of leaving Sam. Oh, sweetie. Bless your heart. I know I
haven’t known y’all very long, but I can tell that it doesn’t matter what you
present or where you find a home: this pack will always love you and be there
for you. You won’t ever lose any of them, especially Sam. He adores you. Willa
pulled out of Sam’s grasp and stood, lightly shaking Dean’s hands off before
nudging Krissy back into Sam’s lap. Thank you for clarifying. I’m sorry I
panicked.
You’re welcome, and you can really stop apologizing. You’ve been through a lot.
I may not know everything, but I know you’ve had it hard. Let’s just put this
behind us and move on, what do you say? Krissy thumped her tail against Sam’s
leg as she smiled up at Willa.
Willa nodded and gave her gentle lick between her ears. You got it, sweetie.
Willa turned to walk over to where Dean was sitting talking quietly with Sam
but keeping a close eye on her.
Hey, wait! Willa looked over her shoulder at Krissy. Do you really think Sam,
ya know, like you said, adores me?
Willa looked up at Sam, who was looking at Dean as they spoke, but kept a slow
pace of threading his fingers through the fur at Krissy’s neck. He may have
been facing Dean and speaking to Dean, but anyone looking at him could see his
devotion and attention to Krissy. Willa said as much, watching as the pup
looked up at Sam’s face then sighed happily, shifted, and cuddled against him
with her head tucked against his chest. Sam stopped in the middle of his
sentence and looked down at the dark curly hair, a soft smile across his lips.
He pulled the blanket up around her and then looked back at Dean.
“You go on and do border patrol. I’ll be here with Krissy until Gabe and Donna
are back.”
Willa smiled affectionately then sat in front of Dean, wagging her tail. He
nodded at Sam then looked over at her, grinning. “What, you want to go on
border patrol?”
Willa yipped in response, wagging her tail harder.
He narrowed his eyes playfully. “I dunno, Omega. You think you can handle it?”
Willa growled, baring her teeth and dropping into a defensive stance. Dean just
laughed and nodded. “That’s my sweet girl.” Willa nipped his ankle in response.
“Okay, okay! You’re vicious!” Willa woofed and trotted out of the den, turning
to yip and growl at Dean for not following, turning and bouncing in circles.
Sam laughed. “You better go before she eats you for second breakfast.”
Willa laughed and howled softly in agreement.
“Okay, Sassy, I’m coming. Sheesh. Later, Sammy. Take care of the pup.” Dean
shifted and launched at Willa, knocking her down and pinning her in the grass.
He stood over her, looking down with his tongue lolling out the side of his
mouth. Being in such a submissive position, front paws against his chest, tail
tucked up across her tummy, neck slightly bared was nothing new for her,
although she couldn’t deny the thrilling tingle she had from the fact that it
was Dean hovering over her. He interrupted her thoughts before they ventured
any further.
You can come with me on border patrol under one condition.
Name your price, Dean.
Tell me what happened back there.
Willa froze, letting out a choked off whine before explaining, Krissy asked if
I was going to be the Pack Omega. She was worried that if I became the Pack
Omega, and she presented as Omega, that she would have to leave the pack and
never see y’all again. Before I knew that was why she was upset, I thought I
had done something. I thought she didn’t want me to be a part of the pack, and
that she would tell you and you would make me leave and I just –
Sshhh, calm down darlin’. I understand now. Willa calmed right down when Dean
pressed his face against her neck.
They stayed like that for a moment: Willa’s front paws still pushed into the
fur of Dean’s chest, Dean’s face pushed into the fur of Willa’s neck. When Dean
backed up and let Willa up, she shook out her fur and sat down, looking up at
him. So, I get to go?
Dean laughed and batted at her. Yes, Sassy Omega, you can come. I need at least
one more alpha to come, though since you’ll be coming too I think I’ll have two
alphas. I’ll be right back.
Willa nodded and trotted over to the pond to get a drink. She ducked her head
to the water, lapping it up as she thought about what the experience of being
with Dean while he patrols will be like. She could feel the excitement, tinged
with arousal at the image in her mind of Dean marking his territory and
displaying his High Alpha status, welling up inside her. She finished drinking
and turned to face the Pack Den where she could see Dean headed back towards
her with Cain, John, Abby, Luci, Crowley, and Cas in tow. She was surprised at
him choosing six other wolves to accompany them and hoped that didn’t mean he
expected any trouble.
Ready? Dean asked.
Willa nodded, wagging her tail in greeting at the others.
Dad, Cain, Abby, and Crowley are going to follow us some ways out then they’ll
be hunting. The twins will stay with us while we do border check. Normally, I
only take one other wolf with me, but I refuse to take any chances. I need
someone to watch my back like always, but also someone to watch yours in the
event we have any trouble. Everyone nodded in response, and Willa nuzzled him
gratefully.
Speaking of, I’d really prefer if you’d let me and the twins scent mark you.
That way if we do happen upon any issues – Mother Earth forbid – you will smell
like pack even though you aren’t wearing my mark. Is that okay?
Willa was sure all seven of the wolves could smell the arousal in her Omega
scent at that moment, the thought of being marked in any way by these gorgeous
wolves, so powerful yet so good causing her insides to turn molten. She nodded
and stepped closer to Luci and Cas.
Lucifer grinned, his eyes bright and playful. Hi, little Omega. He brushed his
head against Willa’s shoulder before leaning bodily against her, dragging
himself along her side then grooming at her flank before dragging himself back
up her other side. Then he nosed at her until she dropped to the ground and he
could drape himself over her and groom behind her ears. Willa whimpered when
she heard a low possessive growl from Cas, where he sat crouched low on the
ground beside them. She felt slick trickle her from entrance when Luci gripped
the scruff of her neck and growled back at Cas.
What she didn’t expect was for Castiel to launch himself at Lucifer and knock
him clean off her back, then drop down over her and start nuzzling and rubbing
into her coat. He growled low again when Luci belly-crawled back toward them.
He nudged at Willa until she rolled onto her back and bared her neck
submissively. Cas flopped down on top of her and started rolling back and forth
across her belly and chest before grooming her bared throat. He latched onto
the skin at her throat possessively and growled a warning when Lucifer began
grooming her ears again. Luci growled right back, and Willa panted and
whimpered. Her eyes were nearly completely black, the pupils blocking out all
but a thin ring of yellow from the combination of fear and arousal.
Both twins dropped down, slinking away from her when Dean growled loud, his
High Alpha voice seeming to echo across the open space. He towered over them
both menacingly.
Do you two plan to stop acting like newly presented pups whose knots run their
lives or do I need to choose someone else to go with us?
No, Alpha, we’ll behave. Luci ducked his head meekly.
Sorry, Alpha. Cas lowered his head submissively like his brother.
Dean snapped at the top of their muzzles, nipping the skin enough to sting but
not draw blood, scolding them, before nuzzling them each in turn to show that
he accepted their apologies. When he faced Willa again, she stayed belly-up and
thumped her tail against the ground, ready to be thoroughly covered from snout
to tail in his delicious scent. He grumbled low in his chest and dropped down
over her chest like he had been earlier, this time rutting and rubbing against
her.
Willa whimpered when she felt slick drip from her hole again. Dean groomed her
neck, sensing her discomfort at her body’s reaction. It’s okay, Willa. Don’t
fight your natural reactions and feelings. You’re safe, and we’re not going to
hurt you or judge you. Right, alphas? Dean glanced up at John, Cain, Abby,
Crowley, Luci, and Cas to see them all nodding and wagging their tails
encouragingly.
He let Willa up and shook out his thick coat, watching as she did the same.
Then he sniffed at her neck, smelling the mix of her sugary sweet Omega scent
combined with his, Lucifer’s, and Castiel’s. It smelled perfect, like home,
like pack…Like mate.
That should do perfectly. Alright everyone, lets head out. Dad, you take point
with me so that if you catch a scent or sound, y’all can branch off. I reminded
Benny and Bobby to be on the lookout for y’all in case you get anything. Willa,
I don’t care if you stick close to me or to the others as long as you don’t
venture far from us. That’s all I ask, and only so we can protect you.
I know, Dean. I’ll stay close. Willa smiled and trotted over to Cas and Luci.
The group found their rhythm, running at a fast lope, and headed for the edge
of the dens at the Northwest corner of the territory. When the reached the
corner, everyone stopped and caught their breath while Abaddon and Crowley
trotted off to see if the light scent they caught turned into a scent trail, or
if it tapered off. Cas stood with Dean, talking quietly. Cain sat back watching
Abaddon and Crowley, and John stepped up to Lucifer and Willa.
It’s good to see you out and about with us, pup, he said with an affectionate
nudge to Willa’s shoulder.
Thank you. I’m glad to be out. I’m looking forward to seeing the rest of the
territory. It’s so beautiful here. I miss Texas sometimes, but all that red
dirt and humid air is nothing compared to this. Willa looked around at the
mountainside and the tall pine trees before looking back up at John’s face,
seeing where he was graying out around his muzzle and ears. A sure sign that
he’s reaching maturity and won’t have to turn every full moon.
I bet he’s so handsome in his human form, she thought with a light shiver. She
felt a nudge from her other side, jolting her from her thoughts. She looked
over at Lucifer who just waggled his eyebrows and grinned mischievously like he
knew exactly what she was thinking about. She grinned back just as
mischievously before leaping at him and nipping his shoulder, knocking him to
the ground.
Pinned ya!
Lucifer growled playfully before pushing her over to pin her, but ending up
flat on his back once again with a bright eyed, growly Omega standing over him.
Ha! Pinned ya again!
Sassy little thing, isn’t she, devil dog? Dean said with a proud smirk in their
direction. Willa looked up to see Cas stepping away from Dean with a look that
just seemed to say, “you’ve done it now”.
Devil dog?! I’ll show you devil dog! Lucifer slid out from between Willa’s
front paws and launched himself at Dean. They yipped and growled, play fighting
each other in the grass. Castiel walked over to Willa and grinned, nudging her
shoulder and saying, Watch this.
Oh boys… Lucifer and Dean both stopped mid-grapple and looked over to Cas and
Willa. Next wolf to pin the other gets a smooch from our Fair Maiden, he said
with a nod at Willa. Willa giggled and knew if she weren’t in wolf form she’d
be blushing from hairline to chest. She shivered again when she heard a
gravelly chuckle from behind her before John said, Well, if them’s the breaks,
I may have to get in on the action myself. What do think, darlin? Can I take
‘em?
Willa threw her head back laughing and nodded, beyond happy to be a part of
their silly games. She’d never had fun like this with her pack back home. John
launched into the fray and immediately schooled both the younger alphas,
getting them pinned in no time. Cas and Willa let out short little howls and
bounced around happily before John pranced over to Willa, showing off in a
silly way.
Willa grinned and bounded up to him, planting her front paws on his shoulders
and licking all over his face like an excited pup. He laughed and gave her an
affectionate nuzzle.
I’m sorry to break up the love-fest over here-which by the way I’m hurt that I
wasn’t invited-but that scent we followed? It turns into an actual scent trail
about a hundred yards away. Smells like a ram. Crowley smirked from where he
and Abby sat in the tree line. John gave one more gentle lick to Willa’s cheek
before he and Cain loped off with the others to hunt down the ram.
Willa shook her head and walked up to Lucifer, giving him a gentle lick on his
snout, then turning to Dean and doing the same. They both smiled down at her
nuzzled her face. She wagged her tail and turned to see Castiel sitting behind
her, head cocked and tail wagging hopefully.
Aw, I didn’t forget about you. Willa licked him gently and accepted his lick
back before trotting back to Dean to walk with him as he sniffed out the
border. The four of them walked along the perimeter, Dean spending most of the
time with his snout to the ground, making sure there were no breaks in the
scent line. Eventually Willa fell back to walking between the twins, all three
of them watching Dean with varying levels of appreciation.
I want to look around at the scenery, but I keep getting distracted by him,
Willa said softly.
He’s better to look at than any scenery, Cas responded.
Someone’s got a crush on the alpha, Lucifer sing-songed.
Castiel ducked his head under Willa’s to snap at Luci’s leg. Oh, like you
don’t! I seem to remember someone being quite the little knot-slut for our
alpha not so long ago.
Lucifer sighed, looking longingly at Dean where he stood nosing at an area
along the border. Oh, brother, it’s been so SO long.
Willa felt that tell-tale flutter in her ribs that said she’d be blushing if it
was possible when she realized what she was smelling in the twins’ scents was
arousal. She joined the twins in watching Dean as they followed him along the
path. He seemed to be scenting out something, stopping periodically to sniff at
one place before moving on.
Eventually he came to a spot where he immediately stopped and growled. His
hackles rose, and he flattened his ears. Both Castiel and Lucifer boxed Willa
in, herding her closer to their alpha for protection. He shot a look to the
twins, telling them to stay there, while he sniffed up and down the short
stretch of perimeter. When he turned to come back, Willa nearly sank to the
ground in a boneless heap. The look on his face was all High Alpha, full of
thinly contained violence and fierce protection. She could smell the excitement
in the twins’ scents increase tenfold, and she knew they could smell the slick
steady leaking from her pussy.
What is it, Dean? Cas asked quietly. Dean’s answer was all harsh growl and
indignant fury.
Another wolf, one whose scent I don’t recognize, has marked our perimeter.
Before Willa could even process the words and what that could potentially mean,
Dean had begun scraping and digging all along the line and then proceeded to
hike his leg to remark what was his. As soon as the powerful stream of urine
hit the ground and the scent of it, full of alpha pheromones, hit Willa’s nose
she whimpered and dropped to her belly. She could hear Lucifer panting and from
the corner of her eye could see his cock hanging wet and unsheathed between his
legs. Cas seemed less affected, but he still watched his alpha with a look of
longing.
Willa watched Dean fully remark the disrupted line, and then they continued
down the line. After a few more minutes Dean let out a feral snarl, having
sniffed across another patch of perimeter with the mystery alpha’s scent. He
ripped into the grass with his claws, barely containing the violent instincts
to take what’s his.
Willa watched in aroused fascination as Dean hiked his leg again, leaving a
trail of pungent urine along the perimeter. Willa felt an ache low in her gut,
felt her pussy leaking onto her fur. She couldn’t believe after everything
she’d been through, that her body was responding so intensely to seeing Dean in
his element like this. She dropped down again, panting and whimpering.
What is it, Willa? Cas asked with a gentle nuzzle to her neck.
I… I… She could barely think, how was she supposed to put her feelings into
words. When Dean looked straight up at her, the look in his eyes said he knew
exactly what she was feeling. She felt Cas grooming her ears and she closed her
eyes to focus on the grooming. She was nearly ready to throw caution to the
wind and present ass up right there for them when she heard Dean let out
another ferocious snarl that she could swear she felt more than heard.
Well, what do we have here? An unmarked Omega and a mere pup playing at being
an Alpha?
Dean flattened his ears back against his skull and put himself between the wolf
standing at the tree-line and Willa. He let out another warning growl, staring
down the intruder. Willa pressed in closer to Lucifer and Castiel, who had
flanked Dean to stand protectively around Willa. They both had their ears back
and their teeth bared.
I don’t know who you are, and I don’t care, but you have three seconds to get
as far away from our pack land as you can. Willa’s shiver was a confusing
combination of arousal and fear this time.
Don’t flatter yourself, puppy. You’re not wolf enough to keep that Omega. He
lunged at Willa, gripping her newly healed back leg and pulling hard. She
yelped and struggled to get away before the Dean and the twins had the wolf in
their teeth. Castiel had a front paw, Lucifer had a back paw, and Dean had his
muzzle gripping tight around the other wolfs, blood dripping from between his
teeth where they had punctured the attackers muzzle.
When the other wolf stopped struggling, Dean let go and backed towards Willa,
never taking his eyes off the intruder. When he stepped close enough, Willa
pressed against his side, hiding her face in the scruff of his shoulder. He
stared the other wolf down as he hiked his leg and let loose a steady stream of
urine directly on Willa’s legs, effectively marking her as his. He never
wavered eye contact as he peed a circle around her, the spray covering her
paws.
When he finished, Willa, who was now steadily leaking slick from the display of
pure alpha dominance, dropped down and rooted around in the grass he had just
marked, covering herself in his spicy scent. She looked up to see Dean standing
tall and proud, with a devilish smirk across his muzzle.
Let’s try this again, Scumbag, Dean said before launching himself across the
expanse between himself and the stranger and knocking the other wolf from the
grips of the twins. Willa whined and crawled over to them where they stayed
poised, ready to join the attack again if Dean needed them. Dean and the other
wolf fought, teeth and claws flashing, tearing into skin and fur, before an
inhuman yelp filled the air and the ruckus stopped.
Dean had the stranger wolf belly up beneath him, throat in a vicelike grip
between his teeth.
Who are you, fucker?
Zachariah.
Well, Zach, that little Omega over there is now scared shitless, and - lucky
for you - I fear her seeing me kill you would only cause her further distress.
So, I’m going to let you go with this warning: if I ever see or smell you
around here again, I’ll rip your goddamned throat out and use it as a fucking
chew toy. Do you understand me? Dean’s voice was deadly, and his eyes were
nearly completely black. Blood covered his paw where he had clawed a chunk from
Zachariah’s shoulder and seeped from a wound between his front legs where
Zachariah must have gotten a swipe in.
Zachariah nodded as best as he could, then shrieked like a banshee when Dean
let go of his throat, gripped his right ear and ripped it clean off his head.
Blood spurted from his head and Dean dropped the chunk of cartilage to the
ground.
Just a little insurance, so you’ll always be easily recognizable to our pack.
Get. Off. My. Land.
Zachariah ran, tail tucked, across the border and away from their land. Lucifer
followed him some ways to make sure he kept going before turning back and
rejoined Dean, Willa, and his brother. When he came back he immediately dropped
to his belly, seeing Dean was letting out his alpha rage. He kept his stature
submissive and his eyes down, as did Castiel, while Dean ripped around the
area, leaving a steady stream of urine and blood behind him. He passed by the
twins, marking them both with a warm flow of pee before setting his sights on
Willa.
She tried to shrink even lower when she saw that his eyes were nearly all
pupil, but seeing her shrink in fear took the fight out of him and he dropped
to his belly and whined. She slowly, hesitantly wagged her tail and he belly
crawled over to her.
Are you okay, Willa? He sniffed along her side, searching for injuries. When he
got to her leg and saw the teeth marks on her skin, the anger welled up in him
again. He licked the marks, cleaning them thoroughly.
Alpha…
Dean stopped mid-lick, knowing that whine. He tilted his head, sniffing the
air, and smelled it.
Slick. Fresh Omega slick, straight from the source, right in front of his face.
He growled and crawled up her body, covering it with his own. He nipped at the
nape of her neck and ground his hips against her, rutting against her. She
wiggled beneath him, so he stood up over her and started nosing and biting at
her hip. She stood, and he immediately butted his head against her side,
pushing her around until she was moving on her own, trotting away from him. He
kept bumping her, nudging her, pushing her, butting his head against her until
she realized what he was doing: herding her. He was herding her on instinct
back towards his den.
She panted and dropped down on her front legs, spreading her back legs and
lifting her tail, inviting her alpha in with the sight and smell of her slick
pussy. He took her up on the offer, sniffing and nosing at her dripping hole.
She whimpered and whined until he finally flicked his tongue across her slick
folds, growling in ecstasy at his first taste of her.
He licked into her pussy with abandon, pushing his tongue in and nibbling along
her lips. He could see Cas and Luci watching him eat their Omega’s sweet pussy
while rutting against each other. He could see Willa watching them, could feel
her clench around his tongue every time one of them groaned or growled. So, he
doubled his efforts until he had her howling, orgasm sweeping over her and
making her whole body clench and release over and over, slick coating his
tongue and snout.
When he pulled out and licked his lips, Willa dropped to the ground, sides
heaving, breath panting, eyes glazed. He looked over at the twins just in time
to see them coming all over each other in a mess of growls and thrusts. Willa
whimpered and thumped her tail against the grass.
Dean, let me-
Hush, Omega. You’ve been through a lot today. Let your body rest now. I’m sure
the twins would be more than happy to give you a little show, wouldn’t you
boys?
Cas and Luci both bounded towards Dean, pushing him over and licking all over
his face, cleaning it of Willa’s slick.
Shift for us, Alpha, Lucifer murmured before licking a line up Dean’s heavy
cock. Dean complied and leaned back on his hands, watching Cas look over at
Willa. He knew they were communicating, even though he couldn’t hear it.
Willa, can he lay against you?
Willa nodded sleepily, still looking dazed after the mental, emotional, and
physical exhaustion of the morning. Of course. That will be much more
comfortable for him.
Cas nipped gently at Dean’s thigh and nudged at him until he understood he was
supposed to move. He let them herd him over to Willa, where he dropped down and
laid back against her cool fur.
“Hey sweetheart,” he said as he ruffled her ears gently. He groaned and closed
his eyes as two long, hot tongues worked over his cock. He looked over at Willa
to see her avidly watching the twins work him over. When he looked down to see
what she was seeing, he was greeted to the sight of two matching pairs of
bright blue eyes staring up at him while Lucifer’s warm, pink tongue licked wet
and hot over his cock, and Cas’s licked long and hard from his ass, up his
perineum, to his balls. He could feel his climax building, his balls drawing up
tighter, and one lick from Willa to his neck had him shooting rope after rope
of thick, white come across his belly and chest.
The twins licked him clean then laid across his thighs while he closed his eyes
and caught his breath. When he opened his eyes, he leaned forward and kisses
them both gently on their heads.
“That was fantastic, guys. Damn.” He smiled and ruffled their fur, loving the
affectionate rumbles he got in response, before looking over his shoulder to
see Willa passed clean out. He smiled and shifted, shook out his fur then
stretched.
Okay, one of you carry her back to the dens, and the other come with me to
finish patrol. I need to make sure that dickweed didn’t leave his stench
anywhere else.
I’ll take her back, Cas volunteered. Dean and Lucifer helped get Willa situated
across his back. She barely woke, but then went right back to sleep once she
was situated. They watched as Cas took off at a steady trot back towards the
dens, knowing he would get their tired Omega home safely.
Come on, Luci. Let’s get patrol done and get back home. I don’t know about you,
but after the multiple workouts this morning I’m starving. Dean nudged
Lucifer’s shoulder playfully, getting a laughing bark in response before the
two trekked off down the border line.
They didn’t encounter any more breaks in Dean’s scent line along their northern
border, and only found one more place for Dean to renew his scent on their
eastern border. Dean’s mood took a plummet when he crossed that stretch,
remembering the flash of teeth against Willa’s leg when Zachariah tried to pull
her away from them. The trickle of blood from the wound on his chest was just
another reminder, darkening his mood further.
By the time they reached the south-east corner of the border, where the forest
broke and the mountains began again, Dean was downright grumpy from the
combination of hunger, pain, and residual anger. He and Lucifer had just passed
Dean’s rock when he saw Castiel loping up from the dens.
Dean! Come quick! When I got Willa situated in the Pack Den, I was talking to
Meg, and it turns out Zachariah struck here before he found us. He tried to get
Krissy.
Dean took off at a dead run towards Gabriel and Donna’s den, fury and worry
burning hot in his mind. When he approached the den, he slowed, tilting his
face and scenting along the breeze. That was not his scent. That was another
alpha's. Before he could process the fact that it was a pack alpha’s scent, a
growl ripped from his throat and he bared his teeth, stalking up to the
entrance.
Dean! Thank god, you’re back! There was anot-
Dean lunged at Sam, taking him down and standing over him growling ferally. WHY
is your scent around this den? MY PACK! He bit at Sam’s neck to scold him. He
never expected Sam to return the growl just as loudly and flip him over,
standing over him and snarling down.
Can it, Dean. You know me! I’m not trying to overthrow you. I’m trying to
protect my ma… our pack. I’m trying to protect Krissy. So, stow your crap and
listen.
A whimper from behind them caused them both to stop snarling at each other’s
throats and turn. Krissy held up her front paw, and Dean could see the
swelling. He shoved Sam off, throwing one more light snarl and flattening his
ears, then went to Krissy.
Tell me what happened, pup.
Krissy curled into his chest as he laid beside her and began grooming the wound
on her paw. He growled lightly when Sam approached and laid at Krissy’s other
side, but allowed him to stay when he saw how Krissy soaked up the warmth and
attention from the other alpha.
Mom and Dad had gone to mingle for a little bit and give me some damn space,
and Sam was at the Pack Den; I heard this noise and when I looked up, this gray
wolf was standing in the den opening just watching me. He said he could smell
that I was beginning to present, and since I could present as Omega, he would
have to take me with him. I screamed and tried to run, but he got my paw. She
curled in tighter to Dean’s side, the sour smell of fear mixing with the scent
of her presentation pains.
I got here right as that asshole was trying to pull her out. I chased him off
and Benny saw the commotion and took over chasing him out to the tree line, so
I could come back to Krissy. I marked the entrance in case he doubled back to
try again. I figured Benny would have chased him completely off the territory,
but Cas said y’all encountered him. What happened there? Sam laid his head on
his front paws, watching Dean fuss over Krissy.
He had marked over several places on our border. Sam shot his head up in
surprise. I know - Cocky, right? Anyway, I was fixing that problem when he must
have caught Willa’s scent. He tried to take her too. Actually, he grabbed her
by the paw the same way he did Krissy, only he grabbed at her back paw.
Is she okay?! Krissy stared up at Dean, worried for her new friend.
Settle down, pup. She’s fine. She’s a fighter. Plus, she had three big, strong
alphas to take care of her. He nibbled and groomed along her ears, tickling her
into laughing before she settled back down between them.
We chased him off after I took off his ear.
I’m sorry… took off his ear? Like as in… Sam’s eyes were wide.
Yes, as in I ripped his ear off and now he has a hole on top of his head where
one ear should be. I needed a way for him to be easily recognizable by us and
by the Lusa Oka pack. We’ll have to warn them at the pack meet coming up.
Krissy stared at Dean with eyes wider than Sam’s. You ripped his ear off.
Yup.
That’s AWESOME.
Dean and Sam both burst into chortling wolfy laughs. Dean rolled his eyes and
swatted at the pup’s head. Where are your parents, anyway? I figured they’d be
here.
Oh, Dad passed clean out when he saw my paw, so mom took him to Meg. They must
still be there.
Dean shook his head and stood. Why does that not surprise me. Samuel, a word
please. Dean nuzzled Krissy one more time before stepping out of the den. Sam
followed, braced for another attack - verbal or otherwise - from his High
Alpha. What he got was an apology.
Sorry I lost my head back there, Sammy. It’s been a hell of a day, but I
shouldn’t have taken it out on you. I should have realized you were just trying
to protect her. He ducked his head and peeked up at his little brother with
sorrowful eyes that would rival Sam’s own.
Sam just rolled his eyes and swatted at Dean. You’re an idiot. Jerk.
Bitch. Dean grinned, nuzzled his brother and gave him a gentle lick across the
muzzle before nudging him back towards Krissy and trotting off towards the Pack
Den. He figured now that the chaos had died down he should probably see Rowena
or Meg and get his chest patched up. And then I’m going to sleep for forty
years, he thought tiredly. He perked up when he remembered Willa is napping in
the Den. Correction: then I’m going to sleep for forty years curled up with my
Omega. He couldn’t remember feeling this excited about a nap in ages.
*~*~*~*
Sam watched his brother for a moment before turning back to the den where
Krissy was. He could smell that acidic scent that meant her presentation pain
what flaring up. When he walked back in, she had shifted and was sitting
wrapped in blankets but still shivering. He nosed at her until she laid back
down and he could drape his head and chest across her body to help warm her up.
“You always seem so huge when I shift. Hey, speaking of, do you know what might
be causing this weird… itch... under my skin? I felt like I needed to shift, so
I did, but the itch didn’t go away.”
Sam looked up at her, cocked his head and shrugged, then rumbled in his chest
as she scratched between his ears.
“Hey, Sammy?”
He peeked up at her again.
“Thank you...for protecting me today, for saving me.”
As if there was even a chance I wouldn’t. If only you knew, pup. If only you
knew, he thought. He leaned up and licked her cheek softly before nuzzling her
face. Krissy wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his thick,
fluffy coat. He let her cling to him, stood protectively with her when quiet
sobs wracked her small frame, whimpered and wished he could take away her pain.
What is it, pup? Just tell me what you need, and I’ll get it. Anything… Sam
sighed, nuzzled her shoulder and let her cry. He remembered when he started his
presentation and his emotions were always on the fritz. All he had wanted was
someone to hold him and let him cry it out. He was lucky to have Dean at that
time; he hoped he could be there for Krissy the way Dean was for him. Then
maybe Krissy would understand that, just like Dean, he would always be there
for her as a mentor, a brother, a friend… an alpha…
Krissy cried into his fur until she fell asleep, face splotchy and sticky but
finally reflecting peace as she rested. Sam settled down next to her, watching
out the den entrance as the sun began to set. It wasn’t until he felt that-what
had Krissy called it-that itch beneath his skin that his brain made the
connection that when the sun fully set, his body would force the shift and he
would be human for the night. With everything going on, he hadn’t even put two
and two together that it was the full moon causing her to feel that way.
He curled tighter around her thin frame and watched the slow progress of the
sun below the horizon. Just before the last of its rays flashed along the
earth, he heard a chorus of loud howls from his pack, beginning with Dean. He
carefully moved from Krissy’s side, stepped out of the cave, closed his eyes,
and answered the howl.
Darkness settled along the valley at the very same moment that the howls all
quieted, and the pack collectively shifted from wolf to human to begin their
first night of the full moon.
Chapter End Notes
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***** Full Moon *****
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Willa shivered in the cool air, her long black hair billowing softly behind
her. Definitely not warm Texas nights, she thought with a bittersweet smile.
She looked around at everyone, watched them all take a moment to feel the thrum
of the shift, the pull of the moon. This was the first time she was seeing many
of them in their human forms. The excitement was making her heart thump and her
stomach fill with butterflies.
She noticed that Cain, Bobby, and Ellen, while they had in fact shifted, didn’t
seem to have the same intense reaction to the shift that the others do. They
must already have reached their maturity. After everything she’d learned so far
about the close-knit pack, it didn’t surprise her one bit to see them shift
with the rest even when they don’t have to anymore.
A warm palm against her shoulder brought her out of her musings. “Shift okay?”
Dean asked with a sleepy smile. The both of them were awakened by their bodies
when the sun set, the shift coming on and drawing them out of the Pack Den
where they had curled up to nap after the crazy morning events.
“Yes, Dean.” Willa blushed and ducked her head at his big, happy smile. He slid
his hand down and linked it with hers, walking with her to where the pack was
standing. They kept their pace slow so she didn’t hurt her ankle. She was lucky
that Zachariah didn’t cause any major harm, just a little heat and
inflammation.
“This will be the last full moon cycle we can spend outside with the rate
winter is approaching. I still say we build up a fire and stick close to it.”
Dean smiled once more at Willa before joining Benny - who Willa was having a
hard time not drooling over with all his bulging muscle and fuzzy beard -
Castiel, and John to go get the firewood that stayed safe and dry inside the
Pack Den to make a fire.
Meg sauntered over to Willa, rubbing a hand down her arm. “How’s the ankle,
kiddo?”
“It’s fine, Meg. You did a wonderful job patching me up, as always. It looks
like you managed to patch Dean’s chest wound up too.”
“Eh, he’s a strong one. That wound didn’t do much to him.” Meg grinned and
Willa grinned back in acknowledgment of the mutual appreciation for the strong,
wily alpha.
“Well you are a pretty one, aren’t ya?” Donna grinned and hugged Willa hard,
patting her back. “I want to thank you for making a friend of my Krissy. She
may not show it much, but she’s worried now that she’s presenting. It’s nice of
you to visit with her and be there for her during this. We’re all lucky to have
you here.”
Willa blushed at Donna’s words. “Oh. It’s nothing, really. She’s a great pup,
and I think she’ll handle her presentation just fine. She has a wonderful pack
to help her through it.”
Gabriel popped up, grabbing his wife’s hand. “Well either way, welcome aboard!
Now, Donna, why don’t we go spend some time with our pup and let poor
Samsquatch join the festivities.” Donna smiled adoringly at her mate and
followed him back up to their den so that Sam could come be with the others.
By the time Sam made it back to the pack, Dean and Benny were building up the
wood for the fire while John stood by with lighter fluid and a small matchbook,
which got Willa to wondering what ‘human’ items they might be keeping in the
Pack Den. She knew they had a surplus of blankets, medical items, and various
cooking supplies.
Sam gave her a happy smile and wave before sneaking up behind Jody and grabbing
her around the waist, swinging her in a circle. She heard Jody’s sultry laugh
and Sam’s responding tease, then Jody hugged Claire before Claire and Charlie
headed to their den. Willa was a little confused at why they were leaving until
she saw the lingering looks and gentle touches and remembered they’re newly
mated.
Chuck and Becky were rounding up Alfie and Lucas. Lucas was standing with Dean
watching him set up for the fire. Alfie was playing tag with Ash and Garth.
Once Lucas saw John light the fire, he gave Dean a hug and wandered back to his
parents. Becky ran her fingers through his shaggy red hair with an affectionate
smile while Chuck scooped little Alfie up onto his shoulders and they headed to
their den to enjoy family time together. That left Willa with the alphas, Bobby
and Ellen, and Garth and Ash.
Everyone was gathering in the warmth and light of the fire that was now blazing
tall. She slowly wandered over, worried about seeming like she was intruding,
but also excited to spend time with everyone and get to know them more.
“Willa, you can come sit right here next to us!” Kate grinned and patted the
spot between her and Alex. Willa smiled back and made her way over to sit
between the sultry brown haired, brown eyes Alex and the gorgeous blond haired,
blue eyed Kate.
“Thanks, Kate,” Willa said as she leaned up to the fire, holding her hands out
to warm them up.
“So. Your first full moon with us. You excited?” Alex wiggled her eyebrows
playfully.
Willa chuckled and nodded, blushing a little. “Yes, I am!”
“Well you’re in the right place for all the juicy gossip. Anything you wanna
know, just ask. We are the all-knowing.” Alex nudged Kate and grinned, earning
a giggle from Kate.
“Yeah, we’re hopeless gossips. It’s really a problem.”
Willa couldn’t help her answering laugh, their high spirits and musical
laughter contagious to her.
“I don’t know what to ask; I just want to know everything!”
“Where do we even start? You already know who’s related to who, but I guess
I’ll start going down the line and tell you a little about everyone. You know
John was the High Alpha before Dean, right?” Willa nodded. “Well, his mate,
Mary, was an omega; she was Sam and Dean’s mom. She died quite a few years ago.
No one knows what happened, just that something bad got ahold of her and ripped
her to pieces. It wasn’t long after that when John stepped down and let Dean
take over.” Willa glanced over at John, trying to imagine what he went through
losing his Omega like that. She shivered lightly, her heart aching for him.
Alex picked up where Kate left off. “One thing you should know about John is he
loved Mary very much, and while her death was tragic and awful - and he doesn’t
like to talk about that - he’s always loved telling stories about her and
talking about her life before she passed. So, anytime you feel like it, I bet
he’d really love to tell you more about her. He’s such a gentle, loving teddy
bear.”
Kate grinned. “He’s also astounding in the sack.” Willa blushed and glanced at
him again, remembering her earlier thoughts during the morning patrol about
what he’d look like in his human form. She was right; he was incredibly
handsome, tall with muscular arms and legs, salt and pepper hair that matched
his fur, and of course those piercing green eyes that both his sons also
possessed. He was kind, yet playful, and he had this aura of confidence that
was extremely attractive. The idea that he would be a pleasing lover was no
stretch to the imagination.
“Dean, our fearless leader, you've gotten to know pretty well so far, am I
right?” Alex watched Willa with a playful smirk that made Willa’s eyes widen
and her cheeks flush crimson.
“Oh my god you're adorable when you do that!” Kate said with an adoring look,
pulling Willa into a side-arm hug. Willa returned the hug and huffed a small
laugh.
“Thank you. And yes, Dean and I gave had many chances to chat and get to know
each other. Tell me about Sam.”
“Sam, aka Moose, aka Samsquatch, is literally a pup in a grown wolf’s body.
He's also smarter than all of us combined and one of the most generous, kind
souls you'll ever have the pleasure of meeting.”
“And he has fabulous hair,” Alex added, nodding her head towards him.
Willa giggled, looking over at Sam to see him letting Jo play with his hair. It
was currently in quasi-braids.
“Jo is a firecracker. She don't take shit off nobody, and she's loyal to a
fault. She's a great fighter. She and Ash are Ellen and Bobby’s pups. Their
lineage with the pack goes back just as far as John, Dean, and Sam.”
“Firecracker...that's a good word for her,” Kate growled with a suggestive leer
in Jo’s direction. Willa’s eyes glazed over when her imagination helpfully
supplied ideas of what the two blonde haired beauties would look like wrapped
in and around each other.
She startled from her wayward thoughts when a hand slid up her thigh, and she
locked eyes with Kate, who had turned the devilish gaze to her.
“Whatever those thoughts were must have been delicious.” Kate leaned closer and
sniffed at Willa’s neck. “They certainly made you smell even more delicious.”
With Kate leaning so close, it would be trouble for her to lean up and press a
kiss to her lips. The combination of want and nerves were overwhelming, so she
just ducked her head and cleared her throat before asking about Ash’s friendly
mate, Garth.
The three watched as Ash was telling Bobby and John something, making Garth
laugh and the older two just roll their eyes with fond humor. Anyone could
easily see the happiness radiating from Garth, as well as his love for his
mate.
“He was on his own for a while. Left his pack because all the other betas had
mated and he was lonely. Traveled across the country by himself, ended up here,
never looked back. He grows on you, the little guy. We call him sunshine
sometimes because he’s always there to cheer you up when you’re having a bad
day, like the sunshine breaking through the clouds.” Kate shrugged and grinned.
“Aw, that’s so sweet!” Willa said with wide eyes and a soft giggle. “Hm. What
about Jody?”
“She's annoying,” Alex said with an eyeroll.
“You're just saying that because she's your mother, dingbat,” Kate reached over
and shoved Alex, who growled and smacked her hand. The two stuck their tongues
out at each other, making Willa snicker.
“She brought me here as a pup when she was pregnant with Claire. Our father,
Asa, was an alpha that was killed, out around South Dakota. She knows Bobby
from her childhood pack, so she came to him and luckily John was more than
willing to take us in. I don't remember much before coming here because I was
so young. She’s protective, not only of us, but of the whole pack. We talked
about Jo being loyal to a fault? Jody is, too.”
“The more I learn about this pack the more I feel like I'm meant to be here.
It's like you’ve all been brought together by bad circumstances, and yet you're
all one big happy family.” Willa gave a wistful smile as she looked around at
the pack, all spread out in front of the fire.
Kate took Willa’s hand, linking their fingers, and Alex followed by grabbing
her other hand and holding it between both of her own. “We have been brought
together. We are all one big happy family. You're a part of our pack now, mark
or not.” Alex squeezed her hand.
“But let's be honest, that mark is coming soon. Look at the way our Alpha looks
at you,” Kate wiggled her eyebrows as Willa caught Dean's eye. He was smiling
affectionately at Willa and gave her a wink and a wide, gummy grin when she
looked up at him. She laughed softly and waved at him before turning back to
Kate with a shy smile.
“I hope so.”
“Well, I know so,” Kate answered. “Now, where’d we leave off. I guess Charlie
would be a good place to pick up, since she’s Claire’s mate.”
Alex grinned. “She’s awesome. Such a spunky little thing, and super smart too,
like Sam. Her parents were killed. She says she doesn’t know how, but I think
she does, and I think she told Claire. If she did, Claire isn’t saying either.
All we know is that after they died, she was found by the Lusa Oka pack -
that’s our sister pack - and met our pack at a Pack Meet. She came back with us
immediately after meeting Claire.”
“It was so cute watching those two. Charlie loved Claire immediately, and she
pulled out all the stops to court her. Claire was completely unresponsive at
first, annoyed even, and then one day she just realized she was in utter and
complete love with her.” Willa laughed, imagining easily how the laid back,
chill Claire wouldn’t have known what to do with Charlie’s exuberance. Maybe
that’s why they make a good couple, she thought.
“What you need to know about Claire is just that she’s a sarcastic asshole, but
we love her anyways,” Alex said.
Kate nodded then looked around before pointing at Benny. “Benny joined the pack
a while back. He had come through the area and happened upon a Pack Meet. Dean
found him all by himself in the shadows, too nervous to mingle. He had been
chased away from his pack in Louisiana because the High Alpha felt threatened
by him. He’s a big boy, but he’s harmless, and he’ll tell you up front he’s
never even thought about being a High Alpha. If his Alpha had gotten to know
him instead of just expecting trouble, he’d have found out how sweet the big
guy is.”
Willa smiled adoringly in Benny’s direction, the knowledge that he’d been with
Dean when Dean found her might be making her just a little more affectionate
than usual towards him. “Well, that’s their loss and our gain,” she said
softly. Kate squeezed her hand in agreement.
Alex nodded with a smile. “Our Alpha thinks so, too. They’re very close.”
“Rowena and Crowley had been living in Scotland - hence the accents - almost
completely as humans, rarely shifting. Rowena was a nurse, and Crowley was in
business. They came to America after a nasty separation from Crowley’s father.
They ended up meeting Meg a few states over.”
“Meg and Crowley had - still have, sometimes - a love/hate relationship, but
when Meg came to them for help after her boyfriend beat her up something
fierce, Crowley hunted him down and killed him. Then, naturally, they fled.
Ended up here, and after meeting them and hearing their stories, we welcomed
them with open arms. Rowena taught Meg everything she knows about medicine, and
now they’re our healers. Crowley is the one that goes into town and handles our
trades for items we need since he’s quite the savvy businessman.”
“The other betas, Chuck and Becky, and Gabe and Donna, are all Taloa lineage as
well. Chuck is the calm to Becky’s crazy, but they’re fun to be around. Gabriel
and Donna are, like, the same wolf in different bodies. Goofy, sugar-addicted,
sweet as all hell, and protective. Chuck and Becky usually spend most of the
full moon with the pups since the pups are so young still. Gabe, Donna, and
Krissy usually hang around with all of us for a while then retire to their den.
“Speaking of, what are y’alls guesses on Krissy’s presentation? I’m thinking
beta like her parents.”
Alex nodded. “That was my guess, too.”
“I think she’s going to be an alpha,” Willa said with a shrug. “That’s what my
gut is telling me, anyway.”
“My vote is for alpha, too,” Dean said, startling all three girls.
“You’re just saying that because Willa said that, Dean,” Kate said, sticking
her tongue out. Dean growled playfully in response before sinking down in front
of them.
“So, what are we gabbing about? I want in.”
“We’re just helping our Omega learn a little more about the pack,” Alex said,
slinging an arm around Willa’s shoulders and making Willa blush again. Being
referred to as ‘our’ or ‘my’ Omega was definitely going to take some getting
used to, but she wasn’t complaining.
“What about the twins?” she asked.
Kate answered just as Dean was opening his mouth. “They’re actually Chuck’s
nephews. Chuck’s sister, Amara, left the pack a few years after presenting and
joined the Lusa Oka pack. She had the twins from another alpha in that pack,
Michael. After the twins presented, they joined our pack. Luci is a mischievous
hell-spawn when he wants to be, but also one of the most caring and loving
wolves here. Castiel is a little awkward at times, but he’s always got your
back. He’s a lot of fun to play with. Or to fuck, isn’t that right, Alpha?”
Kate said with a leer, obviously trying to get a rise out of Dean.
Dean just grinned and leered right back, making Alex and Willa crack up
laughing.
Kate stuck her tongue out again. “I guess that leaves Cain and Abby.”
“And you,” Willa pointed out.
“Oh, let me tell you about Kate here.” Dean rubbed his hands together and took
a big breath. “She’s a shameless little slut, a gossip, bossy, rowdy, and she
spends way too much of her time grooming her stupid fur.” Dean smiled softly,
looking at Kate’s shocked face. “What I’m trying to say is she’s a phenomenal
lover, she always keeps us in-the-know, she’s a natural leader, she’s playful
and fun and energetic, and she’s stunningly gorgeous.”
Kate’s eyes welled up, and she crawled into Dean’s lap, sniffling. “You’re such
an ass.”
Willa and Alex cooed at them when Dean nuzzled into Kate’s hair and kissed her
temple. “Sorry, baby.”
“It’s okay,” Kate sniffled. “I am a shameless little slut.”
Everyone giggled, Kate included.
“Well, what about Cain and Abby then?” Willa asked.
“Cain came here a long time ago, before my dad was even High Alpha. Grampa
Henry was still the High Alpha,” Dean explained. “He had heard of our pack
being one that was more traditional in the fact that we stay feral. His prior
pack had used him as, essentially, a breeding machine. Wouldn’t let him shift
outside of the full moon, and made him stay cooped up and drugged up, knotting
anyone they put in front of him: female alphas, female betas, any Omega they
came across.”
Willa wrapped an arm around her stomach and glanced over at the older man who
was sitting quietly to himself, visiting with anyone who came by, but otherwise
just watching. She had the sudden urge to go to him and just wrap her arms
around him.
“He had an Omega lover for a little while shortly before he left. Her name was
Collette. She didn’t belong to his pack. They only saw each other on the full
moon… He never even knew what her wolf looked like. She got pregnant, and they
kept her hidden. When she was giving birth to Abby, his pack found her. They
murdered her, and he thought they murdered Abaddon as well.” Dean’s voice was
soft and sad, and he followed Willa’s gaze to watch Cain laugh at Lucifer and
Jo when they started play fighting over Sam.
“She won’t say how she did it, but Abaddon tracked him here. She had avenged
her mother’s death and father’s mistreatment. She killed every last one of
those wolves. Cain was just a shell of himself until she found him. Alive, but
not living, ya know? He was a part of our pack, but still kept to himself, even
more than he does now. When she found him, it was like magic. He came back to
himself, he became a part of the pack completely. He let himself love again,
and be loved in return. He’s quiet, and still a bit of a loner, but he’s so
special. He’s wise, and kind, and he can take you apart and build you back up
better than before. And Abby, she’s a fierce hunter with a nose like a
bloodhound. We’re lucky to have them both.”
Willa’s heart went out to them, to all the Taloa wolves. Her statement from
earlier really did make sense. They all had a story. She felt completely awed
with this pack, and her heart ached to wear Dean’s mark and be a real part of
the pack. She watched Dean again. He kissed Kate sweetly on the lips before
standing, stretching, and leaning down to kiss Alex too. He was the type of
Alpha, of man, that Willa never know, had only read about in her mother’s books
that she used to sneak.
Her thoughts were cut off when a hand popped into her line of sight, Dean
holding it out to her.
“Come on, Omega. Let’s go mingle some more.” Willa took his hand and he pulled
her up. He pressed a kiss to the back of her hand and winked cheekily. Willa
just chuckled and let him link their fingers. He started leading her over to
Cain.
“I think we both want to hug his neck after hashing that out…” he murmured.
“Yeah,” Willa said, swallowing hard around the lump in her throat.
Cain smiled when they sat down next to him. “Hello, Dean. Ms. Willa.”
“Hey, old man,” Dean leaned into his side and smacked a loud, wet kiss on his
cheek. Cain just rolled his eyes and patted Dean’s thigh, then turned those
blue, blue eyes on Willa, making her start.
“To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit, my dear?”
“Oh, uh, the girls were just getting me up to speed on the history of the pack.
Your history… What you went through, I…it was...” Willa struggled to find
words.
“Too close to home?” he answered knowingly. Willa nodded, then whimpered softly
when Cain pulled her to him, settling her between his knees so she could lean
back against his chest. She closed her eyes and nuzzled against him, inhaling
his calming scent. He rubbed her back slowly and smiled at Dean before looking
back at the little Omega.
“Well, that’s all in the past now. Dwelling on what was detracts from what is.
Que será, será.”
“Que será, será?” Willa asked.
“Yes, little one. It means ‘whatever will be, will be’,” Cain answered.
Willa nodded and snuggled closer. She yawned, looking out at all the others who
seemed to be winding down just like she was. They all gathered closer around
Dean and settled into what Willa could only describe as cuddle piles. They
talked softly, included Willa in their conversations, until the sky began to
lighten with the rising sun.
When the sun fully breached the horizon, their bodies shifted back. The wolves
roused and shook out their coats. Willa stretched, arching her back and reach
with each paw until her legs had stretched out then she trotted down to the
pond for a drink. Dean joined her, along with a few others, before they all
made their way back towards the Pack Den where the betas were waiting to join
them for breakfast.
Sam nudged Willa’s shoulder before she could walk away. I wanted to check on
you before I go check on Krissy and see how your first shift with us went.
Oh, it was great! I learned a lot about your pack. It’s so different here from
where I grew up. As an Omega I was never allowed to just mingle with the pack
on a full moon. So I had a lot of fun. I’m starving now, to be honest. Willa
grinned and Sam laughed. He nuzzled her cheek and told her to go enjoy
breakfast.
Give Krissy a hug for me, Willa said before loping off to catch up to Dean. Sam
smiled and then turned tail to go see Krissy, his slow trot turning into a
full-on sprint when he got close enough to hear her whimpering. Right as he ran
through the mouth of the den, Krissy let out a pained cry and Sam shifted. When
his hands touched her, he hissed through his teeth and glanced worriedly at her
face. She was positively burning up with fever.
*~*~*~*
The heat was stifling, the fire rising higher around her. It charred the trees
and blackened the grass. The smoke filled the air, filled her lungs, burned her
eyes. She ran, hard and fast, but couldn’t outrun the flames. She called out.
She howled. No one answered. She was lost in the forest, the fire burning
closer to her. Fear filled her heart and made tears well in her eyes.
Then she saw him. The gray wolf. He was grinning maniacally at her with matches
around his paws.
Thought you could hide away, didn’t you, pup?
She growled and lunged for his throat, but he ducked out of her way at the last
second and she slid past him, landing in a puddle of sticky, bright red blood.
She felt another scream building in her throat when she followed the trail of
blood with her eyes to see the bodies of her pack, her family, ripped to shreds
and lit on fire right in front of her.
Panic gripped her, and she backed away, wailing at the sight of their faces,
frozen in fear and pain, eyes devoid of life, their bodies melting in the fire.
Now there’s no one to protect you, Krissy. You’re MINE.
Krissy screamed in agony as the fire licked at her fur. It was so strong, it
rocked her back and she hit the ground with a thud. She clawed at her face, but
her claws had melted away, dripping blood. She looked to the side where the
gray wolf stood staring down at her. His eyes glowed red, and he just chanted
her name.
“Krissy! Krissy!”
“No, please no!”
“Krissy, it’s Sam! Sweetheart you’re fine, please wake up!”
“You’re not Sam, I saw him in the fire.” She watched the gray wolf tilt his
head up and laugh. The sound raced like ice along her spine. She shivered and
tried to close her eyes. They wouldn’t close against the smoke, now twisting
and swirling around the gray wolf like it was a sentient being.
“Fire? Krissy I’m right here.” The wolf shook her by the shoulders, his paws
turning to human hands while the rest of him stayed wolf. His breath in her
face was rancid like the smell of death and decay. He pulled away and cursed,
grabbed a gun, dragging it towards her. He lifted it over her head and pulled
the trigger.
Krissy screamed, covering her eyes, blood flowing down her head and dripping
between her fingers. She pulled her fingers away, shaking, to see the blood.
There was no blood.
Krissy looked around, expecting to be faced with the burning forest, but she
was in her den. She looked over where the gray wolf had stood with the gun
aimed at her and saw Sam holding her - now empty - bucket of water.
“SAMMY!” She wailed, reaching her shaking arms out for him. He immediately
dropped the bucket and pulled her into his arms, sinking down into her little
nest of blankets, holding her while she cried into his shoulder. He rubbed her
back and nuzzled against her hair.
“Shh, Krissy, it’s okay. It was just a fever dream. Everything’s okay.” Krissy
focused on his soothing tone and the weight of his hand on her back and just
held on to him until her tears stopped. Every few breaths she would sniffle and
hiccup, making Sam smile.
“You wanna talk about it?” He asked softly.
Krissy nodded, hiding her face against his chest.
“I was running, and the forest was on fire. That wolf… the one that tried to…
to take me… he started the fire. He killed all of you. The whole pack was dead,
and I saw you all burning.”
“Oh, honey!” Sam squeezed her tighter, murmuring gentle reassurances to her.
Eventually she settled down, blinking slowly, tired after the restless
nightmares.
Sam sighed and pulled Krissy’s thick, dark hair over one shoulder. “I’m going
to go refill your water so you can get cleaned up.” He pointed to her food,
still uneaten from the last couple of days. “And you need to eat.”
Krissy sighed and nodded. “I know I should, but I’m just not hungry,” she said
softly.
Sam frowned and squatted down in front of her. He reached out to brush the back
of his hand against her cheeks and forehead. “Still burning up…” he murmured
more to himself. Krissy leaned into his touch and whimpered softly, the cool of
his hands feeling good against her hot face. Sam half smiled and kept gently
stroking her face, then sighed. “Okay I’m gonna run to the pond and re-fill
your water. I’ll be right back.”
When he stood up, Krissy grabbed his calf weakly and stared up at him with
watery eyes. “Promise me you’re coming right back?”
“I promise, babe. Right back. Be brave for me, okay?” Krissy nodded in response
and let go, watching as Sam shifted, grabbed the handle of the bucket between
his teeth, and took off for the pond. Krissy looked down at the hands, dirty,
most likely from clawing at the ground while she tossed and turned during the
nightmare. Her hair was tangled and sweat-matted when she tried to run her
fingers through it. She still had sweat on her forehead and neck, and she knew
her face had to be bright red from the fever.
“He probably thinks I’m just a ridiculous weakling. He’d never want someone
like me,” she said sadly.
“Or maybe he thinks you’re a spirited, brave young woman who’s going through a
lot right now and still looks as beautiful as ever,” Sam said as he walked in,
having heard Krissy’s musings. “And, ya know, maybe he kind of loves someone
like you…” He set the water down next to her and sat down, smiling at Krissy’s
stunned face.
“You heard that, huh?” She asked with a cringe. Sam just chuckled and nodded.
“Krissy, you’re my girl. Always will be, ya know? So don’t let thoughts like
that even cross your mind.”
Krissy stared up at him for a moment before a grin broke out across her face.
“You mean it, Sam?” He nodded and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.
“Yes, but we have more important things to focus on right now, pup. Like
getting you cleaned up, comfortable, cooled off, and then I’m going to get Meg
to get you some medicine for your fever. Sound like a plan?”
“Sammy, can uh, can you maybe help...me...clean up and get comfortable?” Krissy
knew she was blushing, but with her fever flushed cheeks she doubted Sam would
be able to tell.
Although his smirk said differently.
He pulled the water bucket next to him and sat against the den wall. “C’mere,
pup.” He patted the space between his legs. Krissy crawled over to him, and
turned her back to him. He scooped up some cool water and rinsed off his hands,
warned her of the chill, then scooped up more water to pour down her back.
Krissy groaned when the cool water hit her skin. She groaned again when it was
immediately followed by Sam’s big yet oh-so-gentle hands rubbing the cool water
in and washing away the sweat and dirt. He washed her back, then her shoulders,
arms, and hands. When he finished with her hands, he held them up and laid soft
kisses against her fingers, making her lips part on a gasp.
He smiled. “Tilt your head back.” She did, and he poured some water in her
hair, rinsing in clean and combing his fingers through until it was tangle
free. Then he braided it and draped the plaited braid across her shoulder. He
picked her up, making her squeak and grab onto his shoulders, and turned her to
face him.
He cupped her cheeks and stroked his thumbs across her high cheekbones,
courtesy of her Native American heritage. “Close your eyes.” She followed his
directions, closing her eyes and leaning into his touch. He held her cheek with
one hand and used the other to drip water on her face, rubbing it into her skin
and cleaning her face. He dripped more water across her cheeks, hoping to help
cool her down, then did the same to her neck, first washing then cooling.
He dripped the water across her clavicle, massaging it in and then massaging up
her neck. When he flicked his eyes back up to hers, he found hers open and
staring at him. Her lips were parted again, and her breath was coming in soft,
quick pants.
Krissy slid her hand up into Sam’s thick hair and he let her guide his face
down to hers until their lips pressed together. He gently cupped her cheeks
again, holding her face as he kissed her. The kiss ended just as slow and sweet
as it started.
He pressed one more sweet kiss to her lips before dipping his hand back in the
water and cupping his hand, bringing the water back over her body and letting
it drip across her chest. He hovered a hand over her breast, looking up at her.
“This okay?”
Krissy answered by pulling his hand to her breast and whimpering at the tingles
across her skin. He washed her chest and down her tummy before gripping her
waist and standing her up in front of him. She couldn’t hold in the small moan,
her body feeling things she’d never felt when she looked down at him from
above.
Sam held her eyes as he kissed her navel, flicking his tongue across her skin
slowly. He pulled her foot up and set it on his thigh. He gripped her around
the back of the opposite thigh, just below the curve of her butt, to help her
stay balanced while he washed her. He used the cool water to wash her foot and
ankle, slowly massaging, then moved up her calf to the back of her knee, the
front of her knee, then up the front of her thigh. Then he dragged the water
around to the back of her thigh and up and across her behind. He did the same
on the other side, then kissed from her hip to her belly button. He nipped
lightly just below her navel while he dipped his hand back in the water then
brought it up to run the cool water against her pussy, just barely grazing a
finger through her folds.
It was enough to leave Krissy gripping Sam’s shoulders in order to stay
upright. “S..Sam, please! It hurts… I need you, Daddy!”
Krissy gasped when she realized what she’d said. She was ready to apologize and
back track when Sam growled and tapped his finger against her clit. “Easy,
baby. Daddy’s going to take care of the ache.”
Sam closed his eyes and nosed down to her pussy, gently flicking his tongue
against her clit, making her whimper. He slowly slid a finger back and forth
between her pussy lips again, easing it inside. He could feel that she was wet,
though not as wet as a fully presented were. He knew he’d need to be especially
gentle, but also knew that the endorphins from an orgasm would help relax her
and ease her pain and fever.
He worked his tongue and finger against her pussy slow and easy until she was
shaking with the effort to stay standing, and then he laid her back on the
blankets. He slid his hands up the back of her thighs, spreading her legs
wider, and then lowered his mouth back her to core. He sucked and licked at her
until she was moaning and writhing against the blankets. When her orgasm hit,
she groaned and bucked hard, grinding against his face while he worked her
through it.
Sam crawled back up her body, kissing her skin as he went, until he reached her
lips and kissed her, deep but sweet.
Krissy wrapped her arms around his neck and murmured, “Want you to have my
virginity, Daddy.”
Sam growled, his cock jumping and leaking a fat drop of pre-cum against
Krissy’s thigh. “Soon, baby.”
“Now…” Krissy whined, trying to arch her hips towards Sam more. He popped her
lightly on her ass, making her jump.
“Not yet. Your body isn’t ready, even if your mind is. I refuse to hurt you.”
“Well, then at least let me…” she said as she reached for his cock. He batted
her hand away and sat up, straddled her legs and loomed over her.
“No, you lay back and watch. I’m not going to last long enough today.” He
stroked from root to tip, the knot at the base swollen thick. He massaged the
knot while increasing the speed of his strokes, twisting at the head, until he
tensed and moaned, tossing his head back and coming across Krissy’s tummy and
thighs.
He looked back down where she was covered in his spend and groaned again,
squeezing his knot as another pulse ripped from his body. Seeing Krissy all
laid out beneath him, thick white ropes of his come marking her up, bottom lip
caught between her teeth and her eyes dark with want, was enough to make his
Alpha side preen.
He leaned down and kissed her softly, taking her bottom lip from between her
own teeth and nibbling on it with his. He cleaned her up again, then cleaned
himself up.
“I’m going to dump this water out, get fresh water, and go grab Meg to get you
something to take for the fever. You should try to eat a little while I’m
gone.” He set her food on the blanket next to her.
Krissy nodded and watched him go, picking at the food but deciding she just
didn’t feel like eating. She’d much rather lay there and remember what it felt
like to be Sam’s…to be Daddy’s. She ducked her face into the blankets when she
thought about that. She had no idea why or how that slipped out, but she was
glad he had liked it.
She closed her eyes and relaxed, thinking about what they did, until Sam got
back with a fresh bucket of water. While she took a long deep drink, he frowned
and fussed over her not eating.
“Your body needs nutrients, baby. You have to eat. Dean is bringing your
medicine and you can’t take it on an empty stomach. Here, please eat this.” Sam
pulled off a small bite of meat and held it up to her lips between his thumb
and forefinger. Krissy stared at it, then looked up at Sam. With a small sigh
she leaned forward and took the meat – and his fingers – into her mouth,
sucking back slowly until she pulled the meat from between his fingers.
She felt like something cherished and precious when he cuddled up to her and
hand fed her the rest of the food. He let her suck the food and the flavors
from his fingers, the action towing the line between sweet intimacy and sensual
seduction. Each time she finished a few bites, he would offer her water and a
soft kiss.
Krissy ate until the food was gone, her stomach full and her body beginning to
feel lethargic from the morning. It was while she was realizing how tired she
felt that she noticed exactly how tired Sam looked.
“Sammy, did you even sleep last night?”
“Nah. I mean, I dozed, but I didn’t sleep. I was just going to come nap with
you.”
Dean and Willa walked in before Krissy could apologize for keeping him up.
Willa was in wolf form carrying food in her jaws, walking just behind Dean, who
was on two legs with the medication for Krissy.
“How ya doin’, pup?” Dean asked as he set the medicine down then sat beside
Krissy, pulling her into a gentle hug.
“I’m a little better. Had a bad nightmare.” Krissy hugged her Alpha and laid
her head on his chest, smiling at Willa when she gave the food to Sam.
“That’s what Sammy said. Fever nightmares are the worst. I’m so sorry you had
to go through that. Meg said this medicine will help you to sleep and not have
nightmares, as well as break the fever.” They both watched as Sam pet Willa’s
head, thanking her for bringing the food, and kissed between her ears. She
wagged her tail in response and licked his face, making him laugh, before
trotting over to Krissy and licking her on the face as well.
“Willa!” Krissy laughed, wiping her face off before wrapping her arms around
the little wolf’s neck and yanking her into a hug.
The movement made Dean twitch and he sniffed the air. He looked at Krissy,
noticing Willa sniffing at Krissy’s tummy, then he looked over at Sam. Sam was
still eating and paused with a bite halfway to his mouth, eyes wide, when he
caught Dean’s expression.
“Samuel. Is there something you’d like to share with the class?”
Krissy looked back and forth between Dean, with his fierce protective
expression, and Sam, who looked like he was equal parts defensive and scared.
The two alphas stared each other down until finally Dean cracked a grin, rolled
his eyes, and looked down at Willa.
“Guess I was right about that mutual crush, huh?”
Willa wagged her tail and Krissy punched Dean’s arm.
“Ouch!” Dean yelped, rubbing his arm.
“You made me think you were really mad at us!” Krissy pouted, running her
fingers through Willa’s coat when Willa nuzzled her cheek affectionately. Sam
huffed and shot Dean a bitch-face. Dean just grinned and kissed Krissy’s
forehead. He pointed at her.
“You. Take your medicine. Drink lots of water. Get some rest. Let any one of us
know if you need anything or if the medicine makes you feel funny.” He pointed
at Sam. “You. She is not ready for penetration.”
Krissy cringed. “Dude. Not a good enough reason to use the word ‘penetration’.”
Sam and Dean both laughed, and Sam nodded. “I know that, Dean. I’m not going to
rush her or hurt her.”
“I know. But I wouldn’t be doing my job as her High Alpha if I didn’t say
anything. Y’all behave. Willa, dad, and I are going to go run perimeter then
grab a nap. You should do the same. You look like a zombie with a chick’s
haircut.”
Sam threw the last of his food at Dean, who just ducked out the way and cackled
and shifted, snatching the food up and running off with it.
Willa gave one last nuzzle to Krissy and then one to Sam.
“You take care of him, and I’ll take care of Krissy. Deal?” Sam murmured as he
looked down into her sweet yellow eyes, scratching his nails up and down her
shoulders. Willa nodded and yipped at him. He nodded and grinned. “Deal. Go on,
Omega.” Willa took off after Dean, making Krissy and Sam chuckle.
Sam stood and stretched, his back popping, then grabbed up the medicine for
Krissy and administered it. Once she had taken it, he ran his fingers through
her hair and smiled down at her.
“Last thing I want you to do before we nap is shift. I know it might ache a
little, but the longer you go without it, the more it’ll ache later.
After...what we did…your body is in a really good way to shift with minimal
pain. So, why don’t we shift and walk down to my den and nap there?”
Krissy nodded and bit her lip, grimacing. “How bad is it supposed to hurt?” she
asked softly.
Sam thought for a minute then smiled. “It’s more like the ache when you’ve swam
for a long time and your body is just a little tired. It won’t be actual pain.”
Krissy took a breath and steeled her face. “Okay. Let’s do it.” She stood and
focused, shifting through the ache - which is exactly what Sam described,
thankfully - and then shook out her fur and stretched her legs. She barked
softly at Sam when he rubbed between her ears.
Sam shifted and nosed at her hip, pushing her towards the den opening.
Okay, okay, I’m going! Krissy trotted out of the den, immediately stopping when
she reached the sunlight, tilting her head up and closing her eyes.
Oh man, the sun feels good.
That means your body is craving vitamin-D. Why don’t we nap outside my den, in
the sunlight? Sam nuzzled her hip then nipped at her back ankle, dogging and
herding her until she started trotting again. Every time she slowed he was
quick to head butt her and push her on.
When they reached his den, she shifted back. “Sorry, I just couldn’t hold the
shift much longer.”
Sam settled down in a warm patch of sunlight and nodded down beside him, trying
to get her to settle next to him. She yawned and curled up against his fur,
watching the way the sun danced over the valley. The sleepier she got, the more
she threaded her fingers into his fur. Then she peeked over at his face, his
eyes closed and breathing steady, and tugged lightly on his ear.
“Hey, Sammy?”
He opened his big green eyes and looked up her.
“I’m scared that when I go back to sleep I’ll have more nightmares. Can you
shift and hold me, please?” she asked with a blush.
Sam immediately complied and pulled her into his arms, her back to his chest,
spooning her protectively. “You can always ask me for what you need, babe.”
“Thanks, Sammy.” Krissy closed her eyes and between the warmth of the sun, the
safety of Sam’s arms, and the happiness at being with him, she finally drifted
off to sleep. Sam watched over her until her breathing evened out, then he
tucked his chin over her shoulder and drifted off with her, content to hold his
pup until the sun set and it was time to shift again.
*~*~*~*
Dean roused from his nap with Willa tucked against one side, still sleeping
peacefully, and the rest of the pack spread throughout the Pack Den either
sleeping or talking quietly. He could tell by the tingling at the base of his
spine that the sun was close to setting and the second night of this month’s
shift would begin.
He nosed at Willa, waking her up, then stood and stretched. When everyone else
began waking up and shaking off their sleep, he left the Den and stepped into
the fading evening light. He breathed deep, smelling snow in the distance and
knowing that meant it wouldn’t be long before it was too cold to spend much
time outside the dens.
Everyone joined him outside and watched the last rays of light sink below the
horizon as their bodies forced the shift.
Benny clapped Dean on the shoulder and grinned. “How ‘bout we get the fire
built up again, brotha? It’s damn cold ou’here.”
Dean laughed and nodded, following him over to get the fire built back up where
it was the night before. By the time they had the fire going strong everyone
was sitting around the fire, including the betas and pups - Krissy seeming to
be up to a little visiting after the morning she had.
Dean looked around for Willa, watching in fascination as she and Rowena were
talking animatedly about something. He walked over to investigate.
“I always loved Irish and Scottish culture but the music was by far my
favorite!” Willa said with a grin.
“Aye, I wonder if you know ‘The Rattlin’ Bog’?” Rowena asked.
Willa nodded and sang, “Oh, ro, the rattlin’ bog, the bog down in the valley-o!
Oh, ro, the rattlin’ bog, the bog down in the valley-o!”
Rowena clapped and everyone gathered closer, entranced by Willa’s sweet voice
and the idea of singing around the fire.
“Can y’all sing it together?” Lucas asked softly, making both Willa and Rowena
coo at him in response.
Crowley started clapping his hands in a quick beat, getting others to join in.
Willa grinned at Rowena and nodded.
“You take the verses, I’ll join the chorus,” Rowena instructed.
Jumping in on a down-beat, Willa sang, “Now in the bog there was a hole: a rare
hole, a rattlin’ hole. And the hole in the bog, and the bog down in the valley-
o!”
Rowena joined Willa on the chorus, their voices harmonizing sweetly. “Oh, ro,
the rattlin’ bog, the bog down in the valley-o! Oh, ro, the rattlin’ bog, the
bog down in the valley-o!”
They sang the song together on the choruses, with Willa adding one more level
to each verse until the very end. “Now in the heel there was a nail: a rare
nail, a rattlin’ nail. And the nail in the heel, and the heel in the shoe, and
the shoe on the leg, and the leg on the flea, and the flea on the feather, and
the feather on the chick, and the chick in the egg, and the egg in the nest,
and the nest on the twig, and the twig on the branch, and the branch on the
tree, and the tree in the hole, and the hole in the bog, yeah the bog down in
the valley-o!”
The finished the chorus with the entirety of the pack drumming their feet and
clapping their hands, hooting and calling out and some even singing along. “Oh,
ro, the rattlin’ bog, the bog down in the valley-o! Oh, ro, the rattlin’ bog,
the bog down in the valley-o! Oh, ro, the rattlin’ bog, the bog down in the
valley-o! Oh, ro, the rattlin’ bog, the bog down in the valley-o!”
Lucas jumped up and hugged Willa. “Please, Willa, can you teach me that song?”
The other pups shouted their agreement.
“Of course, pups. I’d love to!”
“There will be time for that later, but now let’s just head on back to our den
and let the alphas have their time.” Becky herded her two pups, Chuck following
after waving goodnight to the rest of the wolves.
“Come on, Krissy, let’s go to our den as well,” Donna said, standing and
holding a hand out to Krissy.
“Okay, mama.” The fact that Krissy didn’t argue was testament to how exhausted
her body must be right now.
Slowly the rest of the betas said their good nights and made their way to their
dens until for the second night in a row it was just the alphas sitting around
the fire.
Dean sat down beside John and nudged his shoulder. “You should go get your
radio and find us some tunes, dad.”
John thought for a moment then agreed, heading up to the Pack Den to get the
old radio. That and his guitar were some of the only things John kept from the
‘outside’, as he called it. While they waited on John to get back, they tossed
around genre ideas. The consensus seemed to be that all the ladies wanted music
they could - and the men wanted music they could watch them - dance to.
Benny dropped down beside Dean, patting his thigh. “Boy, she’s somethin’ isn’t
she?” He nodded his head at Willa, who was deep in conversation again with some
of the other girls.
Dean sighed softly and murmured, “Yeah she is.”
Lucifer and Cas sat on Dean’s other side and Luci leered at Willa. “Think
she’ll dance?”
Cas shoved him over onto Dean, who pinched Luci’s hip.
“Oh, like y’all aren’t totally wondering the same thing!” He stuck his tongue
out at Dean and rubbed his side.
John sat down on the other side of Benny and fiddled with the radio until a
station came in playing some contemporary type music. It must have been the
right thing because Alex, Jo, Kate, and Meg all cheered and clambered together
around the fire, laughing and dancing with each other. They managed to coerce
the rest of the ladies up to dance with them.
The music changed to a song with a thumping beat that had the girls changing
gears from fun dancing next to each other to swaying their hips together,
grinding along each other’s thighs.
Dean couldn’t take his eyes off the writing mass of bodies in front of him. All
eight of the girls moving seductively against each other. He could smell the
building arousal on the other men sitting next to him, knew they were all
watching the sensual slide of skin on display.
He watched when Kate slipped her hands down Willa’s sides and gripped her hips,
grinding them back against her own, making the Omega’s eyes slip shut and her
head tilt back against Kate’s shoulder. Willa’s lips parted, and she wrapped
her arms up around the back of Kate’s head, making her chest jut forward. She
rolled her hips, moaning softly when Kate mouthed at her neck.
The feisty blond nipped under Willa’s ear as the song changed again, this one
still a contemporary song, but with a bluesy twang. The combination made for a
very seductive song that was easy to fall into. When Kate trailed biting kisses
back down the curve of Willa’s neck, Dean let out a low growl.
Kate and Willa both looked over at Dean, Willa blushing and Kate grinning. She
pressed her lips to Willa’s ear and whispered, “He’s jealous, little Omega. He
wants you. Want to give him a little show? Get him all worked up ‘til he can’t
stand it?” Willa nodded, and Kate dragged her closer to where Dean and Benny
were staring at them. Dean still rumbled from his chest, but now that Kate
wasn’t biting at Willa’s neck he had mostly relaxed.
Kate spun Willa around and pushed her leg between the Omega’s. Then she gripped
Willa’s hips and slowly dragged them forward, grinding Willa’s pussy against
her thigh, all while still swaying in time with the beat.
Willa arched into it, sliding her hands up Kate’s face and into her hair,
looking down at the gorgeous alpha with hooded eyes. The bumped and grinded
with each other through the song until Dean couldn’t take it anymore and pulled
the horny Omega from Kate’s arms.
“Mine!” he growled as he pulled Willa flush against his chest, his hard cock
pressing against her soft belly.
“Yes, Alpha,” Willa murmured, slipping her arms up around his neck and
threading her fingers into his hair, body still moving to the beat of the new
song. Dean walked back to his spot, pulling her with him as he slid his hands
up and down her sides, feeling her soft curves slinking against his hard body.
When he sat back down, she sank down in his lap, circling and grinding her
hips, making him groan and his cock throb.
Willa peeked over to her right, seeing Kate smirking at her as she gave Benny a
lap-dance.
“Told you,” Kate said with a smirk.
Willa just grinned and turned her eyes back to Dean, who was avidly watching
the junction of Willa’s body where she was stroking her slick-soaked pussy
against his lap. She cleared her throat and he looked up at her with a sexy
smirk, totally uncaring that he got caught checking out the goods.
He heard a moan to his left and both he and Willa, and Kate and Benny looked
over to see Meg with Cas’s dick up her ass and Luci’s in her pussy, and Rowena
standing next to them, one leg braced on Luci’s thigh while Meg went to town on
her pussy with that wicked tongue.
“Fuck,” Kate muttered, grinding down harder against Benny and making him growl.
He pushed her around and down onto her hands and knees before pressing into her
and making her moan out a throaty, “Yes, Benny, more!”
With the two of them out of the way, Dean and Willa could see the contained
sexual chaos of the rest of the alphas. Jo and Alex were obviously in some kind
of dick-sucking competition that Sam and John were benefiting from. Jo had Sam
leaning back, braced on his hands, but Alex had John swallowed down to the hilt
and he looked just as debauched as Sam. Cain and Abaddon were dominating the
hell out of Jody and Crowley, respectively.
Willa groaned, humping against Dean’s cock faster and harder than when she was
just giving him a lap-dance. He could feel how she was leaking slick steadily.
She gripped Dean’s hair tight, looking back at him and nearly growling, “Dean,
all due respect, if you don’t shove that fat cock inside me in the next few
seconds I will gladly ask one of the other alphas to do it.”
Kate and Benny laughed breathily at Willa’s sass. Dean snarled, throwing her to
the ground on her back next to Kate and hovering over her. “MINE!” He jammed
his lips to hers, kissing her with bruising ferocity. She opened her mouth on a
moan, and Dean slipped his tongue in, rubbing and flicking it against hers. The
sounds of their kisses mixed with the sounds of sex and moans around them until
Willa was arching her hips to his, desperately trying to entice him inside.
When he pulled back and stared down at her flushed cheeks and swollen lips, he
knew he couldn’t hold back any longer. He slipped a hand down her thick, warm
body until he reached her pussy. He slid his middle finger inside, swirling it
around a few times but finding her slick Omega cunt completely ready for him.
Dean sucked his finger clean with a moan before lining himself up and thrusting
in to the hilt in one smooth movement. The feeling of finally being balls deep
in his Omega was euphoric. He stilled and closed his eyes, relishing in the
feeling of her tight heat, before opening his eyes and giving her writhing body
what it needed.
He immediately set a rough pace, his heavy balls bouncing against her ass and
her breasts bouncing with each thrust. Willa gripped her hair with one hand and
accepted Kate’s offer with the other, linking their fingers and gripping tight.
They fucked hard, until the sight and sound of Benny and Kate coming apart with
each other knocked Willa over the edge. The stimulation to all her senses
overwhelming in a completely delicious way.
Dean pulled out, causing Willa to whine and reach for him. He just grinned and
circled a finger in the air.
“Present, Omega,” he said gruffly. He was so lost in the way Willa jumped to
comply – dropping onto her arms with her ass and hips in the air and canted
back where he could see her pussy dripping for him – that he didn’t notice the
rest of the alphas had finished and were watching with hooded eyes as their
Alpha claimed their Omega.
Dean mounted Willa, thrusting into her again, the need to claim-mate-mark-fill
taking over his brain. He knew he wasn’t going to bite her yet since they
hadn’t actively talked about her accepting the pack, but the overwhelming
demand to stake his claim was becoming an ache in his swelling knot.
Willa cried out over and over as Dean fucked into her, another orgasm ripping
through her and leaving her clawing the ground and nearly howling in ecstasy.
The feel of her pussy clenching around him again as his knot popped in and out
of her body with each thrust had him groaning out her name through clenched
teeth as he shoved his knot in her once more, locking them together and coming
hard.
Each pulse of come causes Willa to buck and grind, which in turn caused Dean to
groan and throb more. Once his balls were empty he was faced with another need.
He thought knotting her would calm that claim-mate-mark-fill feeling, but it
was still beating like a hammer against his heart and brain.
Willa looked over shoulder at him with hooded eyes and, seeing the expression
on his face, moaned out a soft, “Do it.”
Dean pressed harder into her and let go, feeling the relief of emptying his
bladder combine with the hedonistic elation of marking Willa from the inside
with the combination of his Alpha seed and urine. He pushed hard, spraying the
stream of urine hard against the walls of her pussy, his knot keeping it all
contained inside her.
As the stream of pee tapered off, he thrusted into her a few more times,
growling “Mine, mine, mine!” between each thrust.
“Alpha,” Willa whimpered, eyes heavy with submission and exhaustion. Dean
settled against her and held her tight to his chest, kissing along her shoulder
and neck until she relaxed with him.
“So full, Alpha,” she said with a sleepy slur. Dean growled and ground his knot
against her again.
The pack laid around them in the warmth of the fire, all sated and taking
comfort in the scent of happy Omega. They all fell asleep wondering what the
last day of the full moon would bring. Willa fell asleep knowing what the last
day of the full moon would bring: she was ready to tell Dean that she wanted to
have their marks, and before this full moon was over. She fell asleep with a
smile on her face.
Chapter End Notes
     GUYS. This chapter was over 10K words! AND IT WAS POSTED ONLY TWO
     WEEKS AFTER THE LAST CHAPTER?! I'm obviously broken. Also once again
     the chapter number has been updated from 21 to 22. :D
     Did you spot the Pitch Perfect reference?? :D
     Also, the old Irish folksong can be found here (at least, this is my
     favorite version): Rattlin'_Bog
     The song that I was described them dancing to (bluesy one) is here:
     Pickin'_Wildflowers
     No but seriously you should all thank my girl Rose for keeping my ass
     to the flame on this. She's awesome and so incredibly helpful!
     Y'all let me know your thoughts! Kudos and Comments make my heart
     happy!
***** Devoured Omega *****
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Krissy listened to the gentle breathing of her parents, making sure they were
the slow, even breaths of sleep. She always hated that she couldn’t stay up
late with the alphas during the full moon, but she hated it now more than ever.
She wanted to spend as much time as possible with Sam.
Which is why, once she knew her parents were sleeping soundly, she snuck out of
her den and made her way down to the fire. The music playing sounded super
cool; she definitely wanted to dance to it, especially if she could convince
Sam to dance with her.
She stopped at the edge of the firelight, taking in the sight before her. Her
eyes widened and the smile fell from her face. As her eyes bounced from one
wolf to another, she felt her stomach flutter with arousal. Willa was grinding
around in Dean’s lap, with Kate doing the same on Benny right next to them.
Cain and Jody were fucking; Abaddon and Crowley were, too. Meg, Rowena,
Lucifer, and Castiel were doing some downright filthythings to each other that
made Krissy feel a strange combination of scandalized and turned on. Alex was
going down on John, and then right there in the midst of things was Sammy.
Her Sammy, with his dick down Jo’s throat. The very same dick that he wouldn’t
even let Krissy touch just hours earlier.
A sob caught in her throat and she covered her mouth with her hand, hoping no
one heard. Two matching pairs of blue eyes watching her told her that she
wasn’t as stealthy as she should have been. Between the fear and shame of being
caught watching, the anger and hurt at seeing Sam being pleased by another
wolf, and the still present tingles of arousal that - despite the other,
negative emotions - still lingered in her gut, she could do nothing but run.
She turned tail and ran, away from the fire, away from the dens. She ran
straight into the trees until she could barely see three feet ahead. She ran
until her lungs burned and her legs gave out, and when she hit the ground, she
cried. She couldn’t remember a time she had ever felt such overwhelming
emotions.
She wrapped her arms around her knees and pressed her face to them, the sound
of her crying loud enough to block out the sound of approaching footsteps. When
a warm hand rubbed over her shoulder she jumped away, yelping in fear.
“Hey, it’s okay. Just us, sweetie. We didn’t mean to scare you.” Lucifer sat
down next to her and smiled, Castiel sinking down as well.
“You wanna talk about it, pup?” Cas asked softly, watching her with an
understanding smile.
Krissy looked up at the twins, their blue eyes staring kindly back. Maybe they
can help me understand…
“Why does he let Jo touch him - more than touch him - but he won't let me?” She
asked softly. She sniffled again as the twins gathered her in a hug. Cas rubbed
her head gently, scratching his nails across her scalp to relax her.
“The short answer? Because he loves you. He’s protecting you. I know you feel
like you’re ready to be completely involved, go ‘all the way’...” Both Lucifer
and Krissy giggled when Cas really did the quotes with his hands. “...but in
reality, you’re not. Your body is not. Yes, your mind is now starting to
produce lots of hormones, but physically, you haven’t changed much yet. You’re
still very much a pup.”
Krissy pouted. She knew it wasn’t very becoming, and it definitely didn’t lend
to her wanting to seem like a grown wolf, but she just couldn’t help it.
“Y’know, even after you present, Sam won’t be yours alone. You will be a part
of the pack with him. You will share him; he will share you. So, does it really
seem fair to be mad at him for engaging with his pack now?” Luci cupped
Krissy’s chin and looked down at her with a stern but patient expression.
“No, I guess it’s not,” Krissy mumbled. “Doesn’t mean I’m not bummed out,
though.”
Cas and Luci both laughed, nodding. “You have every right to be bummed,
sweetie.”
Krissy sniffled and ducked her head. “What if… What if once I present he
doesn’t want me anymore? What if he decides he wants Willa more than me?” She
picked at the grass by her foot and shivered when the wind picked up.
Cas frowned. “Krissy, has anyone explained the way packs work when they have an
Omega? How the pack is structured?” Krissy shook her head, looking up at Cas
curiously. “Well, allow me. Before Willa was here, did you notice how all us
alphas mate to each other, but mostly we all stay centered on Dean? That's
because without an Omega, it's the other alphas job to take care of the High
Alpha. A High Alpha’s hormones can easily become imbalanced when they're not
countered by an Omega’s. So, now that Willa is here, it will be her job to take
care of our High Alpha. She's the, I guess I'd call her the stabilizer for the
pack. She's the last puzzle piece our pack needed to be healthy and happy.”
“But where does that leave the alphas?” Krissy asked.
“In some packs, alphas have one other alpha mate. In other packs, they stay as
a mated group. In some of the most traditional packs, all the alphas mate with
the Omega and only the Omega.”
“Where does our pack fit in?”
Lucifer smirked. “Our pack, little wolf, and more importantly, our Alpha, wants
us to do as we please. If we want to mate a specific alpha, we can. If we want
to be a mated group, we can. If we want to mate Willa - and Willa wants to mate
us - we can. He wants us to be happy. I, myself, can’t imagine just being mated
to one alpha. I love all the alphas so much, and if Willa would have me, I’d
mate her too.”
“Hear, hear,” Cas responded with a smile. “And Krissy, Sam’s talked about his
choice and his desires. He’s the same way. He doesn’t want to mated to just one
wolf because he loves us all. If you present as alpha, you will be a part of
our pack unless and until you choose not to be. And that means you’d be our
mate, Sam’s mate. If you present as beta, you’ll be given the choice of
remaining with the pack until you find a mate, or to join another pack if you
find a mate. And if you present as Omega, you will be protected and cherished
in this pack until we find you the perfect pack, one that needs an Omega like
you to bring them together and make them happy.”
“I hope I’m an alpha.” Krissy sighed and shivered again.
“I know you do, pup. What’s that saying Cain always uses?” Cas looks at Luci,
trying to remember those comforting words.
“Que será, será. Whatever will be, will be.” Lucifer pulled Krissy into a hug.
She leaned her head against him and nodded, softly repeating the words.
“Okay, what do you say we get you back to your den before your parents wake up
and realize you’re gone? You ran a good bit away from the valley. And I don’t
know about you, but I’m freezing.” Lucifer stood and offered one hand to pull
Krissy up and the other to pull Castiel up. They both accepted. Cas and Luci
each walked on one side of Krissy, holding her hands and guiding her back to
her den.
After they dropped her off and made sure she went in and curled up in her
blanket nest, Gabe and Donna undisturbed, they made their way back to the pack
where they could see Dean curling around Willa, knot in place, and the rest of
the pack cuddling up close by in the warmth of the fire. The joined them,
finding warmth in wrapping around Meg and Rowena again. They smiled at each
other, both thinking they were glad they had seen Krissy so she wouldn’t have
been alone in the woods, distraught and possibly lost.
Presentation hormones would always be a bitch, no matter what, but they knew
their pack and their little wolf would pull through stronger than ever.
*~*~*~*
Willa shivered, the cold air seeping into her slowly waking body. She pulled
her legs up closer to her stomach. The movement caused a twinge in the muscles
of her core and she smiled, remembering every delicious moment of the night
before.
A snuffle from behind her caught her attention. Dean must have shifted once the
sun rose, and now he was gently licking across her arms and shoulders with slow
laps of his tongue. Willa turned around so that she was facing the large tawny
wolf. His big green eyes peered down at her and he woofed quietly. She grinned
and ran her fingertips through the thick hair of his neck. He huffed happily
and thumped his tail on the ground.
Willa looked around and noticed everyone seemed to still be asleep, though some
had either woken up to shift before going to back to sleep, or had shifted in
their sleep. The knowledge that she and Dean were in their own little bubble
right now made her chest constrict with joy. She burrowed closer against him,
soaking up his body heat. She scratched on his chest and neck, making him relax
and rumble sleepily. She figured now would be as good a time as any to talk to
him about her decision to take his mark and be The Taloa Omega.
“Dean, I have to tell you something,” she whispered. He looked at her with
those deep, intelligent eyes and stood. Willa instantly missed his warmth. He
nosed at her side until she shifted.
Our rock? Dean asked. She wasn’t sure when his happy place became their happy
place, but she wasn’t complaining.
She trotted off that direction, leaving Dean to follow. She leaped up onto the
rock and sat down, looking out over the valley. She turned back to ask Dean if
he was going to join her, but he wasn’t there. She turned in circles looking
for him when all the sudden he leapt from behind the rock, tackling her down to
the ground with a loud, playful growl, his tail wagging hard.
She snarled and snapped at his muzzle, making him flop down on top of her,
using his size and weight to keep her pinned to the ground. He nipped and
groomed at her neck, still wagging his tail. Willa relaxed into the grooming,
tilting her head back to give him more access.
Dean rumbled low in his chest at the submissive display. Willa whimpered in
response, wagging her tail.
What did you want to talk about, my sassy little Omega? Dean asked as he
snuffled against her muzzle, slowing his grooming to a slow, sweet pace.
Well, that’s just it. ‘Your’ Omega… Willa cocked her head and look up at him
meaningfully. Dean… Alpha… I want to be a part of the Taloa Pack. I want to be
- really, truly, in every sense of the word be - your Omega.
Dean froze, peering down at her, his hopeful expression matching the spike of
joy in his scent. Willa, I would love nothing more than to mark your neck with
my bite. He licked a long stripe up the gland on her neck where he would do
exactly that. Willa whimpered and wiggled beneath him.
Dean, talk to the pack this morning. I want your mark today, before we have to
shift for the last night of the full moon.
Why such a specific time? He asked, cocking his head.
Because I want us to be just like this – wolves – when you mate me, and I want
to mate the other alphas tonight as humans with the full moon above us.
Dean sat up, looming over her, his weight resting against her belly and hips.
He let out a long, loud howl. Willa watched him, admiring how wild yet
unerringly regal he looked with one paw held up, his head tilted back, his eyes
closed, and his chest puffed out with pride. His call was that of a pleased and
happy Alpha, deep and melodic. She felt her cunt clench and leak slick in
response.
He stopped howling and stared down at her, his eyes lust blown and his scent
thick with arousal.
Then what do you say we go talk to the pack, right now, together?
Dean, I don’t know if that’s such a good-
Willa, this pack loves you. I want you to be with me when I tell them.
Especially when I tell them that you want to mate them all.
Willa’s stomach twisted with nerves. Fear of rejection was no small thing, but
for Dean, and for this pack, she would do anything. So, she nodded, sliding out
from beneath him and taking a deep breath of crisp, cold air.
Okay, Dean. Let’s go talk to the pack.
They trotted down the hill together, joining the rest of the alphas who were
waking up and the betas - minus Donna, she noted, who must be staying with
Krissy - who had come out of their dens.
Willa was watching Dean when two furry bundles of pup cozied up to her. She
looked down, surprised to find Lucas and Alfie looking back up at her.
Dean said he has to talk to the pack, so we came to sit with you out of the
way.
Willa nodded at Alfie and glanced over at the pack to see the all gathered
around Dean.
Lucas nuzzled Willa’s side, obviously smelling the way her scent soured with
her nervous energy. She laid down and nuzzled the little red pup back, then
leaned forward to grip Alfie by the scruff of his neck, pulling him between her
front paws so she could nuzzle on him too. Both pups’ tails were wagging as
they went from affectionate to playful. They tackled each other, and she let
them tackle her. They batted at her ears and she knocked them over with her
snout.
A sharp bark from her left made both her and the pups freeze and look over.
Being on the receiving end of all those piercing gazes would probably always
make her heart thump hard with both fear and excitement. She nuzzled the pups
one last time and then left them to play while she made her way over to Dean.
She stopped next to him, looking up at his happy face. He licked a stripe up
her cheek affectionately.
You’re so good with the pups, Omega. You’ll make one hell of a mom to ours some
day.
Willa perked up and wagged her tail. Does that mean…?
Yes, sweetheart. Welcome to the pack.
The pack all lifted their heads and howled, Dean’s deep growling howl weaving
through and around those of his pack like a warm caress. When Willa lifted her
head as well and howled with them, her sweet high pitched howl fit right in
with the packs even more than it had before. This morning’s song lived up to
their name and heritage in every way.
The rest of the pack stopped howling and just watched and listened as their
Alpha and their new Omega sang together, eyes closed and faces raised to the
sky. When they stopped, Dean nuzzled Willa gently, rubbing his scent into her
face and neck.
My Omega, he murmured.
My Alpha, she purred back.
Why don't we eat with the pack, then afterwards we will spend a little time in
my den. Dean nipped at Willa's neck playfully. She nodded and yipped in
response and trotted towards the Pack Den.
Dean watched fondly then looked at the pack and nodded towards her. Well, pack,
follow your new Omega.
Willa ducked her head a little at the words. She knew if she was in her human
form right now she'd be bright red from head to toe from the combination of
embarrassment and happiness. Bobby and Ellen passed her, both giving her a
brief nuzzle, headed towards the kitchen to get food for everyone. Willa
followed them inside, the pack filing in behind her. Dean brought up the rear,
like a good Alpha making sure everyone made it inside to eat.
They mingled around each other, playing and scent bonding, until Ellen and
Bobby brought out several large chunks of deer meat and some fish. Dean found
Willa playing with Lucas and Alfie again and woofed at her to get her
attention. She licked each pup across his head then walked over to Dean with a
hesitant wag to her tail.
Dean?
Hungry? He asked, guiding her to the waiting meat.
Well, of course, but… aren’t you supposed to eat first, Alpha?Willa lowered to
her belly, ducking her head submissively, nervous at something so different
than what she was used to experiencing. She was shocked when Dean dropped down
next to her, mimicking her submissive stance but lowering his head just below
hers, showing her that she had the upper hand and he wasn’t going to hurt her.
I know you’re used to not being treated very well, but in our pack, our Omega
means more to us than anything else. You… You mean more to us than anything
else. You don’t wait to eat. You eat with me, like an Omega should.
Willa glanced back at the pack to see if they were angry that Dean was offering
her food before them, but she was met with nothing but wolfy smiles and wagging
tails. With one more glance at Dean, who was still crouched down and looking up
at her with his bright green eyes, she rose up and padded over to the pile of
meat and fish, choosing one thick section of deer flank and gingerly nipping it
to pull it from the rest. When it didn’t tear, she growled and dug her fangs in
hard, using one paw to hold the other half as she finally ripped the meat free.
She dropped it with a huff and a grumpy growl, then turned when she heard Dean
approach from behind her.
He laughed at her antics then took the other half of the meat she had pulled
hers from and carried it away from the pile, laying down to eat. Willa brought
hers over and laid beside him, curling into his side and soaking up his warmth
as she ate.
She had her eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of filling her belly with food
when Dean began growling low in his throat. Freezing, she opened her eyes and
saw him staring from the corner of his eye to the other side of her, his teeth
bared while still gripping his food and his ears flat back against his head.
She whimpered and looked to her side to see Benny dropped into a submissive
pose but still slowly slinking towards the kitchen.
Easy, chief. I’m jus’ tryin’ to get to the kitchen where Bobby and Ellen are.
I’m not after your food or your Omega’s food. Benny kept low to the ground,
eyes away from Dean’s and neck slightly bared. Dean tracked his movement, growl
never ceasing, until Benny was all the way in the kitchen. Then he went back to
eating, letting his ears relax and the growl settled to just a low rumbled in
his chest. Willa stared at him, fascinated by his feral demeanor around the
food, wondering if he was always like that.
She finished her food around the same time that Dean finished his, and she
watched as he stood and stretched, his claws digging lightly into the dirt
floor and his tawny coat fluffing up. He finished stretching and stood over
Willa, looking down at her. She felt her breath catch and her core clench at
the purely Alpha stance he was in, towering over her. She couldn't deny that
seeing him in all his Alpha glory was a definite turn on for her.
Dean leaned down and licked at her muzzle, cleaning her face until she was
nearly purring from the attention. She barely noticed the rest of the pack
getting into the food when Dean circled her and began nipping at her heels and
headbutting her flank, herding her outside the Pack Den. She could smell the
arousal in his scent and with the way he was herding her, she knew he was
looking for a chase. So, she gave it to him, darting off across the valley and
into the tree line.
She could hear Dean behind her, and he was fast, but she was smaller, quicker,
and kept him on the run for a while. The scent of the slick leaking from her
body was filling the air, giving Dean something to follow. Willa could hear him
panting, not from running but from his need and arousal for his mate. His scent
was thick with it, and called out to hers, their pheromones mixing and feeding
off each other until no one would be able to tell which was which and what wolf
belonged to what scent.
Their bodies were preparing for the claim, preparing to mate to each other.
Their instincts were taking over completely, Willa's Omega instinct making her
tease and lead her alpha suitor, making him work for the right to claim. Dean's
Alpha instincts answering by giving chase, letting his wolf steer his Omega
into the safety of his den so he could mate her over and over until her womb
was full of his seed and her neck was bright with his bite. They were
officially in heat and rut.
Dean picked up speed just as Willa approached the opening to his den, tackling
her to the floor. They barked and nipped at each other, the play-fight building
their excitement and desire until Dean couldn't take it anymore. Willa felt his
rubbing growl before she heard it, and she whimpered in response.
Present, Omega. Dean backed up enough to give her space to turn from her back
to her front. As she did, she caught sight of his cock hanging heavy and
swollen between his legs. It was already unsheathed, dripping precum. Seeing it
made her pussy ache and more sticky, sweet smelling slick slid from her hole.
She turned onto her belly, dropping onto her front legs, hips in the air. She
lifted her tail over her back and spread her back legs so that she was
completely bared to her alpha, who responded with a deep growl. She wiggled her
hips, enticing him into coming closer. He nosed at her hip, grooming her
lightly, before scenting at her folds and licking up her slick, his long tongue
swiping over her slowly.
When he had tasted his fill, he mounted her, catching his front legs around her
hips and gripping her neck with his teeth, right where his bite would go. He
held her down against the ground as his hips moved, cock rubbing against her
folds until the head caught and pushed inside. He set a furious pace, fucking
into her hard and fast, instincts overriding everything else.
Both he and Willa were growling and panting and moving against each other, lost
in their heat and rut. It didn’t take long before his knot was swollen, popping
in and out of Willa’s hole. A few more thrusts and a feral growl and he shoved
his knot inside, tying them together. At the same time he clamped his teeth
down on the back of her neck, his sharp fangs piercing the skin.
Willa came with a loud howl, Dean following suit as he growled and gripped onto
her neck, his cum coating her womb as her blood coated his mouth. He ground
into her as another wave of orgasm washed over him, causing his cock to weep
continuously into her body. Willa clenched her pussy muscles, and he finally
let go of the bite, throwing his head back and howling.
When he stopped he nuzzled and groomed at the mating bite, Willa nearly
purring, her scent now saturated with the smell of content and sated Omega.
I… I didn’t hurt you, did I? Dean asked as he laid down over Willa, lightly
licking at the still bleeding mating bite.
No, Alpha, you didn’t. Willa looked over her shoulder at her mate’s beautiful
green eyes and groomed under his chin submissively. Dean wagged his tail and
nuzzled her face.
Good. I’m sorry this was so, uh, quick? Reckless? Rough?
Dean, it was perfect. We have all the time in the world to make love. Our
instincts needed for us to mate this way. Willa gazed adoringly at her Alpha
mate, causing Dean to snuffle happily at her ears, grooming until she was lax
and dozing beneath him. The settled down to wait out his knot, just soaking up
the quiet and feeling the effects of the new bond between them. They could each
feel the swirl of emotion from the other: happiness, contentedness,
protectiveness, safety, the remaining vestiges of arousal from the triggered
heat and rut. It was an intense yet pleasurable new feeling that Willa couldn’t
wait to explore more with her new mate.
*~*~*~*
They cuddled together until Dean’s knot went down, then he grunted awake and
stood, stretching out. He yawned, eyes closed, thick jaws opening wide and
light glinting off her sharp teeth. Willa watched him, then shifted, sitting up
and running a finger along the bite on the back of her neck. She smiled when
Dean finished his yawn and opened his eyes, sitting back on his haunches and
cocking his head.
“I’ve seen Castiel do that several times now. Did you pick that up from him, or
did he pick that up from you?” Willa grinned and reached out to stroke Dean’s
soft fur. He woofed at her in response and she laughed. “I don’t know what
you’re saying, silly.” Dean woofed again and wagged his tail, prancing around
her, his eyes bright. They played for a bit before Dean settled back and
shifted.
He crawled over to her and laid her back against the floor, holding himself
above her as he gazed into her eyes.
“Hi, sassy Omega,” he whispered, grinning.
“Hi, sexy Alpha.” Willa reached up and wrapped her arms around Dean’s neck,
pulling him down into a kiss. Their mouths moved lightly against each other,
tasting and pressing and testing each other. Her hands roamed the tight muscles
and smooth skin of his back, and Dean threaded both hands into her hair, still
leaning on his elbows, and held her head while he deepened the kiss.
Dean flicked his tongue against the seam of her mouth, drawing a soft moan from
her lips as she parted them. He pressed his lips firmer against hers, licking
into her mouth and rubbing his tongue against hers. Willa ran her tongue
against his then sucked lightly on his tongue, causing him to rumble an
intoxicating combination of a growl and a moan. It made her shiver, and she
vowed to do anything possible to get him to make that sound again.
Making out like a couple of horny pups was revving both their engines, so
neither were interested in stopping, but when Willa’s heat began reaching a
fever pitch, she slid a hand down to Dean’s ass and pushed his hips hard
against hers. She arched her hips and moaned when his cock, rock hard and
blissfully hot, rubbed against her slick folds.
Dean lifted his head and stared down at his Omega, seeing her pupils dark with
lust, her cheeks flushed with desire, her lips swollen and spit-slick from his
kisses. The need to devour her was a physical thing, settling thick and heavy
in his soul. He could feel her responding to his lust in their bond. He could
smell the fresh slick leaking from her pussy. He sat up and looked her over.
She was positively the most gorgeous creature he’d ever laid eyes on, and he
was determined to worship her the way she deserved.
“So fucking beautiful, Willa.” Trailing his eyes down her body, he soaked in
the sight she made. Her answering whimper and the clench of her thigh muscles
made him smirk. He leaned back down over her, pressing his cheek to hers and
whispering right in her ear, “I’m about to rock your world, baby girl. I’m
going to make you cum. Hard. And then I’m going to make you cum again. And
again. I’m going to take you apart piece by piece until you’re a puddle of
slick beneath me, and then I’m going to put you back together and do it all
over again.” He licked the shell of her ear, smirking again as she moaned and
whimpered, thrusting her hips against nothing but air. He could tell she was
right on the brink of orgasm without even a touch to her body.
“‘Bout to cum right now, aren’t you little Omega?” Willa nodded, the smooth
skin of her cheek scritching against the rough stubble on his. Dean moaned in
her ear. “Cum, sweetheart. Cum for your Alpha.”
That was all it took to have Willa’s back arching, hands clawing at the ground,
hips thrashing as she cried out for her Alpha, her orgasm washing over her like
a wave, peaking and cresting and leaving her in a boneless, breathless heap.
Her eyes shot open when she felt Dean nipping and licking at her neck.
“Easy, baby. Catch your breath,” Dean nuzzled her neck and went back to
pressing gentle kisses against her sweaty skin. He gave her time to catch her
breath before leaning up and looking down at her again. “That. Was so. Fucking.
Hot.”
Willa blushed and nodded. “Yeah it was.”
Dean laughed and kissed her deeply, getting high on the feel and taste of her.
He moaned softly when Willa’s hands slid up his sides, nails scratching lightly
at his skin. He trailed kisses down her chin, her neck, her chest, until he
reached her breasts. He pushed them together and nuzzled his face between them,
scenting her. He licked the salty sweat from between them before kissing a path
across to a nipple, taking the hard, pebbled nub in his mouth and biting down
lightly. He sucked and licked and kissed at her breast until she was writhing
against him again. He swapped sides, laving her opposite nipple with his tongue
while tweaking the puffy wet nub he’d just come from with his fingers.
Willa bucked and whimpered, slick pooling between her legs, body tightening and
edging closer and closer to orgasm, yet again. Dean palmed and squeezed her
breasts, burying his face in between them again before kissing and nipping down
her soft tummy, imagining it heavy and taut with his pups. He sat up and pulled
one of her legs up to his shoulder, pushing the other aside so she was
obscenely spread open for him to feast his eyes on her leaking core.
“Hot damn,” he groaned. “You’re drenched.” He watched a bead of her sweet Omega
slick slip down her pussy. He nipped and sucked marks onto her calf, moving
slowly up her leg, gaze flicking from her flushed face, to her heaving chest,
to her pussy. He could see the muscles clenching, causing another pulse of
slick to drip out.
“I want to see you cum, baby. Gonna watch your sweet little hole gush for me.”
Willa gasped and arched, murmuring incoherently and clawing at the ground
again. Dean licked a line up her calf to the tender, sensitive skin behind her
knee, sucking a mark there, watching as it caused Willa’s hips to thrust and
buck. All it took was one slow swipe of his finger against her clit before she
was yelling his name and coming hard.
“Dean, Dean, Dean-Dean-Dean-Dean!” Willa’s body contorted on the ground with
the intensity of the orgasm. Her pussy clenched hard, slick and cum oozing from
between the lips. He could feel her clit flutter and throb against his finger.
He had to wrap a hand snug around the base of his cock to stave off his own
orgasm, just from watching his Omega fall apart and feeling her euphoria
through their new bond.
He crawled back up her body, holding her close and kissing her face while she
came down from the high. He nuzzled against her and gently rutted his hips
against the side of hers, groaning with the relief of the friction on his
aching cock.
“You weren’t kidding…” Willa said breathlessly, turning to catch his lips in a
heated kiss. “How do I still want more, though?” Dean just grinned and kissed
her again, filthily, deeply, making her moan into his mouth.
“You’ve gone into heat, Omega. That’s why. You won’t be completely sated for a
while yet. And I plan to make very good use of this time,” Dean said cheekily,
with a nip to Willa’s bottom lip. She giggled in response and kissed him again,
licking into his mouth. The kissed a while longer, slowly stroking the fire
between them, before Dean flipped them over so that he was on his back and his
beautiful mate was settled in his lap.
Willa slid her hands up Dean’s chest, feeling the strong muscles beneath the
soft tanned flesh. She lightly ground her hips onto his, and Dean growled,
closing his eyes and guiding her hips slowly back and forth over his hard cock
and half-swollen knot. It was enough to tease more slick from her folds.
“Come here,” Dean said as he pulled at her hips. Willa looked at him with a
confused tilt of her head, but scooted her hips forward until she was settled
more against his stomach. He kept urging her forward with gentle tugs to her
hips. It wasn’t until she was hovering over his chest and still being tugged
forward that she realized what Dean was wanting. She blushed scarlet.
“Dean!” She hissed, scandalized, but oh so incredibly turned on. Dean just
chuckled darkly and lightly swatted her ass.
“Come up here, Omega. Don’t be shy.” Willa whimpered, that deep Alpha voice
going straight to her core and lighting her up from the inside. She followed
his directions, scooting until she was hovering over his face and he was
holding handfuls of her ass to guide her hips low. She stared down at him, lips
parted and breath coming fast in anticipation.
She gasped the moment his tongue swiped slowly across her clit. Dean gripped
her thighs tightly, leaving marks on them in the shape of his hands. He groaned
at the taste of Willa’s slick, thick and sweet on his tongue. He worked her
clit in slow circles with the tip, before rubbing the full length over it. With
each direct hit on the sensitive bundle of nerves, she gasped and twitched and
bit her lip harder.
Dean plunged his tongue into her dripping hole, and Willa moaned, dropping down
onto her hands and grinding down on his tongue, helpless to the intense
pleasure from his mouth. He matched the movements of his mouth to her movements
in her hips, flicking back to her clit every time she raised her hips and
thrusting the length up into her each time she sank down. He pulled her down
more, making her spread her knees so was furiously grinding down on his tongue.
He let her take her pleasure, let her lead the way. He could feel her shaking
above him, could look up and see the way she had her eyes squeezed shut and her
arms tense from the building pressure.
With another quick smack to her ass, he took Willa’s clit in his mouth and
sucked, milking her for everything she would give him. She squealed and began
grinding down hard against his lips, slick pooling in his mouth and on his chin
as she came. Dean let her go when her hips began twitching from the constant
over-stimulation and pulled her down to rest against his chest.
Willa glanced up at him with sleepy, lust blown eyes and moaned when she saw
how his lips and chin glistened from her slick. With still-quivering arms, she
raised up and hovered her face over his. She smiled down at him before slowly
and thoroughly licking him clean. When she was done she kissed him deep,
tasting the sweetness in his mouth, groaning with the knowledge that it was her
own slick she was tasting.
Dean slowly slid his hands up and down her sides, loving the soft, silky smooth
texture of her skin under the rough calluses of his hands. He kissed her deeply
before murmuring against her lips, “Need you, Omega.”
“Need you too Alpha,” she answered, sitting up and reaching back for his cock.
She stroked it slowly a few times before guiding the head to her pussy,
slipping it up and down between the lips before slowly sinking down on it.
Dean growled and scratched his nails down Willa’s thighs, marking her up again.
Willa just smiled before circling her hips in little figure-eights and sliding
her hips over his abdomen, feeling the tensing muscles there. She raised up and
slid back down slowly, getting a feel again for having his thick alpha cock
inside her. With a quiet moan, she started to speed up, keeping her hands flat
against his ab muscles to hold her balance.
“Sweet hell, you feel so good,” Dean groaned out as he palmed a heavy, bouncing
breast in one hand and a thick, soft hip in the other. He began helping to lift
her up and pull her back down, thrusting his own hips up, fucking into her
hard. The den was filled with the sounds of their breathless moans and skin
slapping skin. When Dean felt his knot swelling he rolled them over, holding
himself above his mate and nosing at her neck where he could scent her mating
bite.
He kissed up her neck and over her jaw until he reached her lips, licking into
her mouth and sucking on her lips. The kisses got sloppier the closer he got to
his knot catching. He was pushed over that edge when Willa’s orgasm overwhelmed
his senses: the sight of her arching and staring up at him, debauched and open
mouthed; the sound of her keening out his name into their kiss and the sticky
squelch of her pussy; the smell of sex and her honey-sweet slick; the taste of
her tongue, of her lips; the feel of her core clenching around him and drawing
him in deeper until he was shoving his knot in and locking them together.
He tossed his back, a broken groan tearing from his throat as he came over and
over, shooting his spend into her womb until the was swollen with it. It seemed
to go on and on until he was a shaking, sweating mess above her. Willa stroked
his shoulder blades and back, pressing to bring him down against her. He
collapsed against her, sliding off to the side enough not to crush her with his
weight. He kissed her lips gently, then her nose, then each eye, then her
forehead, just doting on her while they were tied together.
“Dean, ‘m sleepy now,” Willa whispered before yawning so big her jaw popped.
Dean chuckled and rolled them back over, grunting when the movement tugged on
his knot. Willa wrapped her arms around Dean’s neck and promptly fell asleep on
her Alpha mate’s chest. Dean ran his fingertips up and down her spine until he
followed her into slumber.
*~*~*~*
John watched as Sam laid in the grass, tail thumping gently while Krissy
cuddled next to him and nipped and groomed at his ears. He knew those two were
close, but he was definitely seeing mate material in them. Sam must have felt
his gaze, because he looked up and over at where John was sitting in the shade.
John nodded for him to join him. Sam said something to Krissy and gave her a
nuzzle before watching her carefully make her way to her parents.
How’s she doing? John asked when his overgrown pup of a son settled beside him.
She’s still hurting today, but not as much, and she really wanted some time in
the sun. I think she’s really pulling through great, though.
She seems to be in more pain than most betas. Thinking Alpha or Omega?
Sam sighed and shrugged his fluffy shoulders. Not sure. Definitely not beta
though unless she’s just having a horrible go of it for that presentation,
which I guess isn’t unheard of even though it’s rare. I wonder if Donna or Gabe
had difficult presentations. That would explain hers if she is beta.
Hm, John answered noncommittally. Been a while since we’ve seen Dean and Willa.
John smirked a wolfy grin down at Sam, who huffed a laugh and nodded.
Are you surprised? This is DEAN we’re talking about here. And I mean, I would
be the same way. Sam sighed wistfully, and John nodded in agreement. Then Sam
shook off the thoughts of getting Willa in his paws and stood. I better go do
border patrol since he’s otherwise tied up. Just before he was going to ask
John to accompany him, his father nodded towards Dean’s den.
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.
Sam followed his gaze to see his brother padding out of his cave at a slow
trot, his gate smooth and lax. Sam snorted when he realized that was obviously
from an excessive amount of sex.
See ya, pop, Sam said as he loped over to Dean.
Dean, I was just going to- Holy crap, Dean, you reek! Sam sniffed at Dean’s
face and neck. Dean, you smell… You smell like… He kept sniffing, eyes dilating
as he took in the scent of his newly mated High Alpha brother who was still
covered in Willa’s slick.
Dean licked Sam playfully across the face and shoved him away with his snout.
Yes, I smell like hot, amazing, filthy sex. Soak it in little brother, soak it
in.
You’re an idiot, big brother, but you do reek of sex and slick and you kind of
smell amazing and I kind of really want to just roll around in your smell right
now is that weird? Sam rambled before dropping down to his haunches and
mumbling, She’s in heat isn’t she? That’s why it’s affecting me like this?
Dean cocked his head and nodded. Yep, she is. So, I better go wash up so I
don’t cause a stampede of horny alphas, huh? He chuckled and shook his head,
trotting off to the pond, jumping in and cleaning himself up. Sam followed him
and laid at the edge of the pond, getting a quick drink before watching his
brother - acting more carefree and happy than he’d seen him in a very long
time, just splashing around in the water like a little pup - get cleaned up.
When Dean was done, he clambered out and shook the water out of his coat,
getting it all over Sam.
Fucking really, Dean? Sam glared over at him and rolled his eyes, shaking the
water off his own coat before pinning Dean with another playful glare.
Seriously, dude, I was about to go do border patrol before it gets too late.
It’s already working on sundown. If you want to come with me, lets go now so
we’re back in time for sunset.
Yeah, I’m down, let’s hit it.
They ran the perimeter, stopping every now and then to play fight and chase
each other. Sam was eating up his brother’s good mood, challenging him and
tackling him every chance he got. They talked a bit in between bouts of play
about the upcoming winter and what they could do to prepare. By the time the
brothers made it back to the valley, the betas and the pups were already making
their way to their dens, and the alphas had gathered around the newly built up
fire. The final night of the full moon was upon them, this one special than any
other the group had had together.
Y’all ready for this? Dean asked his pack alphas, looking around at each of
them, seeing a group of faces looking back at him in excitement and happiness.
It had been far too long since the pack had an Omega at all, but even Mary
hadn’t mated the whole pack the way Willa wanted to. This was something
extraordinarily special for them all. That didn’t mean he wasn’t going to lay
down some ground rules to protect his Omega.
Here’s the deal. This is Willa’s choice, but that doesn’t mean it’s set in
stone. She’s the boss tonight. We all know what she’s been through. It’s more
important than ever that we listen to her and respect her decisions. No one
knots her without express verbal permission from her beforehand. No one bites
her without express verbal permission from her beforehand. Here is my verbal
permission as your High Alpha to knot, mark, bite, and enjoy our Omega tonight
as long as she’s willing. I won’t stop any of you from taking part in this. I
know a lot of alphas wouldn’t want to share, but y’all are just as much my
mates as each other’s and as hers. We’re all in this together. So, are we all
in agreement that it’s Willa’s way or the highway?
He received nothing but full acceptance and respect for his speech. Dean smiled
and wagged his tail, shifting the focus back to the building excitement for the
evening. While they waited for the sun to set and the shift to happen, the
alphas crowded around their High Alpha, scenting him and learning his new
scent, his mated scent. They could smell the same warm, woodsy scent belonging
to Dean, but now they could smell the way Willa’s heady, sweet Omega scent
mixed with his, wrapping around and through it and making a new scent all their
own. They were all in full agreement that it was a wonderful smell.
The sun finally dipped below the horizon and the pack shifted collectively then
turned to watch as Willa came out of Dean’s den and walked into the firelight,
looking and smelling like a dream.
“Alphas,” she greeted shyly. She looked around at the group, all of them
watching her affectionately. She blushed and looked away, jumping slightly when
a hand, nearly twice the size of her own, wrapped around her hand. She looked
up to see Sam, with his fluffy hair and his sweet smile and his eyes looking
exactly like Dean’s.
“Don’t be scared, little Omega. We’ll take care of you.”
Willa smiled and stepped over to him, gently settling in his lap, curling up
with her face pressed to his neck. She inhaled deeply before rubbing her nose
along the column of his throat, scent marking him.
“You smell like Dean, like our Alpha,” she stated with a happy sigh. He
chuckled warmly and pulled her in closer, wrapping her up in his arms and
nuzzling her hair gently. When she blushed again he grinned. She took his hand
and held it up next to hers, comparing the vast size difference before taking
it again and studying his fingers with an intense face. He could tell she
wasn’t really thinking about his hands though, so he just waited patiently for
her to gather her thoughts.
After a few minutes she delicately cleared her throat and, gaining strength and
confidence from the alpha holding her close, she looked out at the faces of the
alphas, of her alphas, of her pack.
“I know Dean told you all that I wanted to… to mate with all of you…” her eyes
widened at the collective scent of disappointed acceptance from the wolves.
“Woah guys, it’s okay. I still want to! I was just going to say that I… would
also really like to wear the mark of each of you that want to give it.” She
watched her alphas’ faces light up. She could smell the intriguing scent of
possessiveness coming from Sam.
She looked up at him and cupped his face gently, watching the way he briefly
closed his eyes and leaned into her touch. She turned in his arms, wrapping her
legs around his waist and her arms around his neck before nuzzling against his
face.
“Sam,” she purred, her yellow eyes locking on his green ones. “I would very
much like to mate with you now.”
Chapter End Notes
     "And then he eats her out like his own ice cream cone." -Rose, the
     best beta ever in the world, 2018
     Lookit, I posted again!! I also did some major edits to the tags and
     the layout of the fic (chapter titles, original first chapter being a
     intro yada yada), and I also did some edits and additions through the
     chapters, so you might want to re-read to this point :)
     Yes I know I suck, but you love me anyways. :*
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