How on Earth was this Omega the brother to an Alpha? And he was far from the typical Omega. In the face of my Gamma's displeasure he showed no change, any normal Omega would be cowering in fear. While the Omega's in our pack were treated as equals we knew that was not the case with other packs. Omega's were weaker, and couldn't shift as often. Because of this they tended to be smaller and weaker, therefore taking service jobs and leaving the leadership and supervisory roles to the rest of the pack. Omega's tended to mate with other Omega's, but sometimes they mated with a Gamma, even rarer a Beta.
I narrowed my eyes at him, tail flicking nervously. This big, sleek, inky black wolf with amber colored eyes was the future Alpha and this Omega next to him, was almost as big as his brother. This Omega, standing tall, not ruffled in the least, stockier than his Alpha brother and only shorter by a matter of inches was unusual indeed. In an Alpha bloodline there were no Omega's, Gamma would be the lowest the blood would yield. Scenting the air there was no denying their ranks,
Feeling another presence I turned to see Christian approaching. His wolf small, lithe, a warm brown color with warm brown eyes. He had seen who we were with, and had come as back up or to be the yin to Jay's yang. His ears cocked forward as he silently took a place on my other side.
"I see you are well protected Alpha" the Omega drawled, his blue eyes dancing. Jay grunted beside me, and I felt Christian tense up a bit.
"Do you plan to attack me?" I queried, genuinely curious about this enigmatic creature.
"Not at all" he stated matter of factly. "Zach here doesn't seem to want to, can't say I blame him, shame to bloody such a pretty wolf." His mouth cocked up into a sideways grin. I rolled my eyes at him, this wolf definitely was not your typical Omega.
"She doesn't respond well to flattery" Christian's smooth baritone sounded next to me, "more like chocolate and coffee." The Omega laughed and Zach raised a brow.
"Noted" the Omega said.
"Now" Christian broke in again "why aren't you fighting and who are you?" He looked pointedly at them both, and I realized the Omega had not introduced himself. Typical Christian, but that was why he was my Beta.
"Ladies first" he said, mock bowing to me. I gritted my teeth this damn wolf was infuriating and interesting. How exasperating. I took a step forward.
"I am CeCelia, daughter of Alpha Eric and Luna Dana of the Blue Moon pack, satisfied?" My tone clipped at the end in annoyance, though I wasn't sure why.
"I am" the Omega sat down, "Mike, as you know I am an Omega in the Red River pack and Zach's brother, twin brother to be exact." I felt the headache that had been brewing slowly get worse. Then I saw Zach straighten up.
"Zach, future Alpha of the Red River pack. Son of Alpha Damien and Luna Maya. I am not fighting because I don't see a point. I'm not interested in taking territories and killing others without reason." His dark eyes glinted in the light, and they almost seemed sad.
"Jay, Gamma of the Blue Moon pack. Son of Beta David and Gamma Jackie. And I am NOT pleased to meet you, regardless of if you attack or not." He threw a pointed look to the Omega Mike, who just smirked.
"Christian, Beta. Son of Alpha Kevin and Omega Hollie." I saw both Red River wolves look at him with questions, but they kept their mouths shut. Good, they had no right to know about Christians past, and doubtful he would tell them regardless. Christian was born of an affair between an Alpha and Omega, luckily he ended up a Beta. However, as the child of an affair he was shunned by his dad's family, including his wife and half siblings. His biological mother abandoned the pack, and him. When he was a teen Christian had chosen to leave, and he did so, running across the small Blue Moon pack in his wanderings. Once he was here, he discovered he fit in and decided to call it home.
A loud howl broke through my thoughts, it did not sound familiar. The howl choked off into a sound of distress, I nodded my head to Jay and Christian, maybe these wolves didn't want to fight but I had a duty to my pack. I looked at them, a work of contrast. Black, sleek, dangerous contrasting with bright, feisty, and seemingly harmless. This would have to wait.
"I hate to leave you unsupervised, however, I need to re join my pack." I saw the Alpha's eyes relay understanding of what exactly that meant, and his amber eyes narrowed slightly. With one last look at this rather puzzling brothers we re joined the fray, I silently hoped I would not meet them as for some reason I did not want to harm either of them, and unsure whether or not I would be able to hold my own in a fight against either of them. Turning forward I followed Jay and Christian into the fray. Hoping I would not see those brothers out there.
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The three of us walked side by side, our scents mingling together. It was a trick we had learned, no one would ever think a small wolf like Christian or a female like myself would be an Alpha. Sure if the wolf got close enough they could tell the difference, but from afar Jay was the target as the bigger wolf. Which was exactly the case now, Red River wolves surrounded us, snarling and baring their bloodied teeth. I felt my hackles rise, and heard the low thrum of Jays answering growl, Christian threw back his head and howled, alerting our pack that the Alpha was under attack. I knew to be ready as they would attempt to pick who they thought the weaker ones were off first, sure enough a dark brown wolf lunged at me. Dancing out of the way I kicked dirt at him with my paws, he spun around and snarled, a look of pure hatred in his eyes. I crouched, readying myself for impact, and when his jaws connected with my shoulder I snapped my head up and tore into his neck. Blood sprayed as I ripped his throat open and shredded his carotid artery, out if the corner of my eye I saw Jay dealing with a few wolves and Christian mid fight with a slightly larger wolf. Then I saw him, the Red River Alpha, his jaws and chest bloody and his eyes trained on me. I couldn't find my dad, but I knew he was fighting somewhere, my heart began to pound in my chest as this massive wolf began to slowly walk toward me, with all the stealth of an experienced killer. No, no there was no way I was strong enough to take on this wolf, his shaggy auburn coat glinted in the moonlight, and eyes black as night sized me up. He knew exactly who I was, and he was out for my blood.
I walked away from Jay and Christian, they didn't need to be involved in this. Slowly the big red wolf and I circled each other, waiting to see who would make the first move. I saw the fight in slow motion around us, and also saw many wolves watching to see who would be victorious. He was snarling, blood tinged spittle frothing at the sides of his mouth. He was already tired, worn out, maybe I had a chance.
Then he shot forward, I barely had enough time to move, and felt his fangs open the skin on my side. The blood oozed onto the ground in small drops, mingling with the blood already there. How many have died I wondered to myself, but snapped back to present when I felt teeth on my back. He picked me up and shook me like a dirty tag, tossing me several feet he laughed.
"Is this the best you can do little Alpha?" He said condescendingly, looking down his snout at me. I growled in response and stood up. He was strong, but was he quick, I scanned his body for an opening. I saw it, he was ungaurded by his back legs, if I could get ahold of his leg and vault myself into his back I could win. Committing myself to this course of action I charged, feinted right then drove left, my mouth open it connected with his back leg. Using all of my strength to pull it out from under him I yanked, and yanked again. I felt a pain in my tail and realized he had it between his jaws, in an effort to get me to release his leg he was pulling it. I clenched my jaw around his leg even harder, and yanked again, to my satisfaction he fell, taking the opportunity I bent his leg into an unnatural position until I felt and heard the snap of a bone breaking. He howled in pain, and my tail was free, jumping onto his back I grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and bit down. He couldn't stand, and with me on top of him he had lost. Jay and Christian appeared on either side of me, growling their displeasure of the situation. Unsure of what to do I was relieved when my father appeared, his coat stained with blood and a slight limp from an injured front leg.
"Let him up Cecelia" he said, his voice tired. I complied and the damn beast sprung up and twirled around to face me, teeth bared murderous intent emanating from him. Lunging for my throat he was stopped by a small brown wolf locking his jaws around his neck. Christian had attacked, so quickly we hadn't seen it. Jumping into action Jay quickly ripped open the other side of the Alphas throat while Christian crushed his windpipe. I looked down in horror as blood seeped from his neck and onto my paws, yet the threat had been neutralized and we had defeated the Red River pack. But what now?
I wrung out the washcloth and watched as the water slowly turned red, the blood snaking through it like rivulets and swirling traveled down the drain. I was a great fighter, in theory, but untried in a true fight. Frustrated, I rested my head against the cold wall, feeling the water beat down on me, each individual droplet uniting with more to create a stream. A stream cleansing the blood from my body, my blood, the blood of others. I felt the tears forming in my eyes, blurring my sight, and pricking my eyelids, so many gone and for what? And I had proven worthless, strength did not matter if you could not do anything. I may have held the Alpha at bay, but when it came down to it, I couldn’t finish the job. Sure, I took out one wolf, but that was already one wolf too many. When it counted, I had faltered, and it had almost cost me my life. If it hadn’t been for Jay and Christian, I would have joined those who did not make it back. Needless fighting, and both packs had suffered greatl
I blew a breath out of my nose, trying to understand what was happening. Mates, MATES?! Plural. Hot, sexy, delicious, mates; and I had two. How was this possible? This was unheard of, unacceptable, but I couldn't deny the pull toward them both. They were obviously as flustered and confused as I was, I saw both of their nostril's flare as they took in my scent. While I couldn't see Zach's pupils as his eyes were too dark, Mike's dilated noticeably. His mouth turned up at the corner, into a slight smirk. "Well isn't this interesting?" He purred, not moving his face from my hand. Zach, on the other hand, seemed to regain control of himself and broke the touch. I couldn't help but feel a little empty when he did so. He didn't say a word, but turned around and walked to the far corner of the cell, sitting down in the darkness and refusing to make eye contact with me. "Don't mind him, this isn't exactly opportune timing you know?" Mike said, smiling gently. I looked up at him, his
What a pain in the ass this was going to be. First off, telling my parents I had two mates was going to be enough of a shitshow, much less that they were brothers from the Red River pack. Wonderful, I was looking forward to it already. I knew that if I wanted to get them out I needed to face the music sooner than later, although Zach may opt to keep himself in prison from what I was gathering. He didn't seem to want anything to do with me, and was content to keep things strictly business, which was fine with me for the moment. I had more than enough going on and one mate was quite enough of a distraction, his moody self could wait for a bit. I headed toward my original destination before I had gotten derailed and gone to the prison. My mom's little cottage of hoarding, the pack house would take some time to rebuild but with everyone working together maybe it could get done faster than anticipated. Or maybe not, I remembered all the things over the years my mom had wanted to "imp
My feet definitely did not want to move fast as I headed to where my parents were, if anything they dragged. My dad was a wild card, mom I knew would be glad I had found mates, regardless of the situation just so she could plan more events, ugh. Dad may or may not accept them, not like I had a choice in the matter, but he certainly did. While I had no doubt even if he opposed it he would eventually come around, that didn't mean he would enjoy the fact at first, or even be civil to them. He hadn't earned his reputation by being kind, even though he truly was for his pack; it was the fierce devotion and loyalty he protected his own with that had earned him the whispers behind his back of how ruthless he was. It wasn't that, simply that you didn't mess with his pack and live to tell the tale. Something his pack appreciated, and in return they supported the pack and the well being of the pack as much as they could and with whatever they had. Of course the fact that his Beta was a giant of
This was not what was supposed to happen. I figured my dad would be pretty upset, but this was taking it too far. Not that he would listen to me, mom, Christian, Nick, Joy, or Jay, nope we all protested but he had decided not to listen. Nick had protested when my father marched into the prison and essentially dragged Zach and Mike out by their ears, grumbling the whole way about my choice in mates (like I even had one). The old man was clearly unhappy with this situation, and not accepting it was making it worse; after all I certainly wasn't going to reject either of them. Zach and his attitude were wearing me thin anyways, so I figured he would reject me but highly doubted Mike would. So hey, I end up with one seems pretty alright to me. Not that I wouldn't love to have them both, Zach was such an enigma that I was having trouble ferreting out his feelings; and that man certainly did not wear his heart on his sleeve. Sighing audibly I focused my atte
I walked into the bedroom to check on Mike, I had left him fast asleep in my bed; hopefully he had gotten some much needed rest. He had hit the shower while I threw his clothes in the wash and acquired new ones. Jay begrudgingly handed me over some jeans and a plain t-shirt, just so he had something to wear until we could go get more. We weren't about to head to Red River today, I didn't think either of us could take that mind fuck.I sat down on the side of the bed, careful not to disturb him and studied his features again. He truly was a sight to behold. His red hair was poking out every which way, and it gave him a childlike appearance; his relaxed features only brought into sharp focus the angles in his face.His eyes cracked open and he smiled up at me, his hand snaking out from under the covers and gra
"Mike?" I whispered, my fingers tightening on the sheet, panic beginning to set in."Right here" he said, and it sounded like he was in front of me. His hand took mine gently, he didn't know yet. I lifted my head toward where his voice was."What the hell?!" His voice cracked on the exclamation "your eyes! Holy shit!""I know" I felt my eyes start to water, "Mike I....I can't see!!!" The panic was coiling in my chest, threatening to burst into a full blown freak out."It's ok, it's ok" he said, I felt his arms around me and knew I was being pulled into his lap. His chin rested on my head. "Babe, your eyes. They are blue, like mine. Except it's your whole eye." I felt him lean closer to me, "and you have green streaks in them." His voice was laced with disbelief.
Mike returned with my clothes and helped me get dressed, it was really unnerving to not be able to do things for myself. I was thankful for my sweet mate, who was handling all of this so well given the circumstances. I wished we could talk about how he was feeling more, but first things first, we needed to see why I was blind. Then, maybe we could talk about the past few days of whirlwind activity and discovery, because I was in a mental mindfuck and I was fairly sure he was too despite his cool demeanor. If he wasn't shook up then we had major problems given what had happened to him, that whole your dad is dead, you and your brother are in prison, your mate is an Alpha of the pack you attacked, oh and also your brother's mate. Yeah, we needed to talk, just to get in the same headspace. What a way to start out with him.I was settled onto the couch in the living room, Mike nex
ALL 50 years laterAVA I ran my hands through my frizzy red hair, trying to tame it into a ponytail with little success. I was in decent shape for someone in my mid forties, but my body had definitely started to feel more tired with less work. Max made fun of me all the time, the jerk, but he wasn’t far behind me; just a few years and he was already going gray. Thankfully I wasn’t, but I still had my own hair woes. I dropped into a fighting stance eyeing my opponent, my Alpha, my brother as he gave me a cheeky grin before he lunged. I easily avoided him, and managed to trip him up as he went past me, thwarting his chances of skidding to a stop and turning. Instead he landed on his ass and I barked a laugh, sidling over I held out a hand to haul him up. Max was tall, just like his dad, standing at around six foot three he was compact and lea
CECELIA 10 YEARS LATERI groaned as Mike pushed deeper into me, his hard cock creating friction in my core in such a delicious way. His warm mouth latched onto my nipple as his hand held my hips still while he thrust into me. A moan fell from my lips as I was filled to the brim by my mate, my joy, my sun. His mouth left my nipple and molded to mine in a sweet kiss, that was in direct contrast to his demanding strokes in and out of my body. My hips rose to meet him stroke for stroke as we chased our bliss together, his other hand dropping to my clit as he circled it with the pad of his thumb, forcing me to cry out as I tumbled over the edge. He followed closely behind me, growling out his release as he kissed me fiercely. Before I had time to get my wits about me Zach was there, flipping me onto my stomach and looping his arm around my hips he pulled me flush against him. His hard length resting on top of my back, right
ALLIE 9 YEARS LATERI sat on the front step, basking in the sun and ruffling my feathers; clearly minding my own business when the door swung open. Ava and Max leapt over me, their shadows sailing over my head as they did so, the voices of their parents pouring from the inside of the house as I heard them calling after them to be careful. I squawked, indignant at the interruption in my sunbathing and hauled myself to my feet, settling into a new spot. Many years had passed since we had defeated Perses and sent his smelly, old ass back to where he came from. I had enjoyed my life since then, puttering around the pack lands and doing as I pleased. While I missed Lance terribly I knew he was still here, his spirit lingering to be with his friends. If I was feeling particularly spry I sometimes took a trip to the Mist pack lands, checking in on Devon; who was the new Alpha. I was rudely interrupted again when the kids shot
ZACH 6 YEARS LATERI yawned, stretching my lean body out under the covers in a starfish like fashion. Effectively kicking my brother, who grunted and rolled over in his sleep; our precious mate sandwiched between us. I considered waking her up for a moment, when a piercing shriek from the other room invaded my peace. I tossed a glance beside me, seeing both Mike and CeCe still fast asleep and got up, dragging my hand through my hair as I headed across the hallway. Ava was awake, her little fists waving angrily in the air as she hollered about food. I smiled down at the red haired demon child and scooped her up, humming as she happily nuzzled into my neck, momentarily content. Her dark haired younger brother slept soundly in the crib next to hers, his quiet snores evident now that she was calm. Knowing that the distraction would only last so long I snagged a pull up and wipes before heading to the kitchen.
MIKE 5 YEARS LATERI skipped a stone across the lake, the sun rays glinting off the still water causing me to squint. Ever since Helios I had still maintained a weird affinity to the sun, it somehow seemed to recharge me instead of drain me like it did most. The rickety dock groaned under my weight as I settled onto it, creaking and protesting. I threw another stone out, the plip plops of it skipping making me smile, leaning back on the dock I let my thoughts wander.Xavier, the librarian/scholar of the Mist pack had contacted me a few years ago, saying he thought he had a cure for me. A way to reverse the damage Jason had done and restore my Alpha status. I’d had to really consider this, what this would mean for me; and us. My wolf was smaller than Zach’s, and I smelled of an Omega but otherwise there were no differences. Physically I was more muscula
CHRISTIAN 4 YEARS LATERThis woman was going to break my damn hand, not that I blamed her. Alicia, my mate, groaned with the force of the contraction as she pushed for what had to be the millionth time. Her pain was palpable, and how I wished I could take it from her; this brutal necessity to bring our son into the world. Our son who I swore to be the best father for, to be there for him no matter what; and to teach him the best I could. Unlike my father.Before I had met Alicia my life had been sad, desolate, and meaningless. My father, an Alpha, had an affair with an Omega and I was the result. Hated by my mother and siblings, the home I was brought up in was full of hostility and hatred that was directed at me. While there was no physical abuse, not usually, the social and emotional ostracization had been damaging enough. At school my siblings, the popular kids, had made sure I w
JAY 3 years laterAfter the attack, and the war with the Gods things had mostly returned to normal. CeCelia and her mates had taken over as leaders while Alpha Eric was thoroughly enjoying his retirement. Having three leaders sharing the role meant my job was, well, minimal. I had turned to other ways to keep my mind occupied when I wasn’t needed, and Christian and I had taken to repairing old motorcycles in my garage. We rode together frequently though I preferred cruisers while he enjoyed sportbikes, popping wheelies and scaring the shit out on me on the regular. I never told Alicia, his mate, about that knowing she would go full she wolf on him; let the man have a bit of fun but I’d be damned if I didn’t feel my heart stop when he did it.When I wasn’t tinkering in my garage I was hanging out with the kids. I loved being with the little monsters, who
A WEEK LATERMIKEPerses was gone, dead, deader than dead. Deader than a doornail even, and thank fuck he was. The Earth had almost immediately sprung back to life, small shoots of green appearing in the cracked dried ground, stubbornly attempting to find purchase. The trees that had withered and closed in on themselves were slowly unfurling, their leaves and flowers cautiously peeking out. Devon had come over from the Mist pack when the rest of our pack had returned, as the future Alpha’s he and Zach would begin to lay foundations between the two packs. Of course nothing would be solidified until CeCelia, “the Queen Alpha” as Devon called her jokingly, signed off on it. They had also included me as I was an Alpha before I was altered, and while I knew Zach valued my opinion it seemed Devon did as well. Devon was a quiet sort, with dark hair and intelligent eyes; quite the opposite of L
ZACH“Do it again,” I told CeCelia. Watching the God as he continued to claw at himself like he was on fire. She looked puzzled, clearly not thinking she had done anything. Then she raised her hands, and pointing them like guns at Perses mock shot at him.“Pew pew!” she yelled, then snapped her hands back over her shoulders. The giant lump of decaying flesh actually fell over and she did that. I narrowed my eyes on her.“Pew fucking pew?” My eyebrow arched as I tried not to laugh at her antics.“Look, it was worth a shot. Whatever is going on, my hands are doing things to him. I don’t know how or why but it’s giving us the advantage.”“I agree,” Mike intoned, standing be