When Alpha Meets Omega.Chapter 39: tomorrow is not promised .“Wait! You can’t tell Nathaniel about-” Clyde spun on him and jabbed a finger into Lance’s bare chest.“I’ve had about enough of you telling me what I can and can’t do. I’ve known Nathaniel a long ass time and he let me take you home with me. I let you sleep in my bed. He owes me this explanation, and I don’t care about your little ‘Pack’ or its secrets or whatever kind of fucked up werewolf ‘Code’ you’ve got going on. I’m calling him, and he’s going to tell me the truth or I'll go over there and wring it out of him the old fashioned way. Now sit down and be quiet.” Clyde was breathless as he finished, and Lance backed up helplessly into the seat as he watched the human dial the number.The conversation went predictably, as Lance could hear both Clyde’s near-shouting tone as well as the din of Nathaniel’s voice on the other end of the line, even from this side of the kitchen. Clyde demanded to know why Nathaniel had hi
When Alpha meets Omega.Chapter 40: claimed by the silly alpha . He woke to the sizzle of bacon frying in the kitchen, and Lance jolted upright. He rolled off the couch and onto four paws just in time to keep himself from eating carpet. Looking around warily, he took in what his senses were telling him- Clyde’s soap, the faint smell of animals tracked into the house, and the overwhelming bacon scent. Dishes in the kitchen and the bleating of sheep outside the back door. The human was already awake and had taken care of the animals’ morning routine, and was now making breakfast.Lance hesitated, trying to decide if he wanted to face this morning in his Wolf skin or his human one. The coward in him wanted to stay a Wolf, but… Memories of Clyde’s hurt face from the previous night rushed back, and he was hurrying on the Change before he even really thought about it. He needed his words, needed to explain why he did what he did in a way Clyde would understand.Once his knees no longer
When Alpha meets Omega.Chapter 41: fight or leave: a hard choice to make . “What’s so funny!?” He demanded.“You?! You’re an ‘alpha’? That’s a real thing?” He managed to get out, between fits of giggles and gasps for air. “You, the puppy who likes it when I rub his belly? You, who practically rolled over for me when I was pissed last night? You’re an alpha?” He asked, finally getting it out of his system. Lance stared back, aghast. He stuttered his response.“W-what? Of course I am! I mean- I- What do you know, anyway?” He finished, lamely. He crossed his arms and tried to puff up like he would if another Wolf challenged him. Clyde breathed deeply, trying to control his face. He took a step forward so he was in Lance’s space.“I know you sometimes bark in your sleep, like you’re chasing a rabbit. And I know you pick around turnips in your dog bowl and leave them behind, just like a little kid who doesn’t want to eat his vegetables. And I know you sometimes chase butterflies in th
When Alpha meets Omega.Chapter 42: werewolf wars, cuddles and shit . “Oh… so your only choice was to fight Erik and take over a job you don’t want and don’t think you’re suited for, or…” Clyde repeated Lance’s words from the previous day.“Or leave. Yeah.” Lance hung his head and stared at the floor. He’d had plenty of time to agonize over his decision, but he knew each time he thought on it that it hadn’t been any real decision at all. Erik was a good alpha. Beyond being stupid and foolish, and being sure he wouldn’t stand a chance of winning, Lance knew that him challenging Erik wouldn’t be good for the Pack no matter if he won or lost. If he lost, he’d have to leave anyway, but he’d fall outside of Erik’s good graces. The man was like a second father to him, and Lance couldn’t bear the thought. If he won, the Pack would be thrown into chaos and put under his inept leadership. Lose-lose, for everyone.“I’m so sorry, Lance. That’s- that’s horrible.” The human fumbled for any r
When Alpha meets Omega.Chapter 43: the whole equation doesn’t add up . Clyde held up a hand and made a downward pushing motion, the universal sign to ‘slow down’.“Hey, hey, it’s okay. Yeah, you can come over here.” He agreed, and Lance could have leapt across the cushions if he wasn’t deliberately trying to keep his cool. He parked himself directly next to the human and then tipped over so that he half-leaned on Clyde’s chest. Immediately the warmth of his body leeched into Lance’s own, and he could have gasped for how much better he felt. He’d never lacked for contact in the Pack- there was always someone around to rub shoulders with, hug, wrestle with, or lean on. They did it without even thinking or asking. That’s just how the Wolves were.Once he’d found Clyde, interacting with him that way as a Wolf had seemed natural and easy. It wasn’t until last night that he’d realized exactly how different he and Clyde really were, how much they still had to learn about one another.I
When Alpha meets Omega.Chapter 44: that’s a me thing. And a you thing.. Something didn’t add up.Clyde slipped out of Lance’s grasp and ran to pull open the barn doors. His flock flowed out as it usually did in the morning, looking no worse for wear. The other animals seemed fine too, as did the chickens in their coop. Nothing was out of place except for the deer.Lance knelt by the corpse and considered his options. He could shift and try to track the scent of the Wolf who brought this, it was still fresh enough that rigor mortis hadn’t set in yet. He could stay in human form and help Clyde move it off the property, or he could take care of it himself while the human did his morning chores. His mind raced as he tried to figure out the best way to keep Clyde safe, trying to figure out what the enemy Pack wanted from this little charade.Clyde helped make up the choice for him as he stepped back up next to the mess.“We need to get this off the back porch, I’ll get a tarp.” The hum
When Alpha meets Omega .Chapter 45: no one wants to be a passing fancy. “You’re covered in mud, you can hop in first if you like.” Clyde offered, still not facing Lance. Neither of them mentioned that Clyde was covered in a good deal more mud. He heard Lance step fully into the room, but instead of going for the bathroom door, he moved until he stood just a foot behind the human. Clyde held his breath unconsciously. “I could…” The younger man admitted, and then the warmth of his broad palm pressed against his bare back, and Clyde gasped at the unexpected contact. Lance leaned in further. “Or we could go in together.” He suggested, and he sounded somehow shy and sexy all at once. A little defensive, like he was ready to snatch back the words if Lance balked, or play it off as a joke if he laughed. Clyde felt like his chest was full of helium, too light to speak, and he opened and closed his mouth a few times while he tried to think. “I- well. Yes, we could. Um. But we haven’t.
When Alpha Meets Omega .Chapter 46: I want you to choose me . “Come here.” Lance whined, and it broke the daze Clyde had been locked in, watching. He was careful not to trip over the side of the tub, but once he was in the spray it was as if the entire world dropped away, just the two of them and the warm cascade of water. They kissed as the dirt, mud, and debris from the impromptu wrestling match washed away, and by the time they started to explore with their fingers again, they were mostly clean. Blindly, Clyde reached for the soap and used it as an excuse to run his fingers over the almost impossible shapes of Lance’s chest, his abs, the adonis lines leading down into his quickly hardening cock. “So pretty, like a dream.” Lance murmured, and Clyde could have choked at how closely it mirrored his own train of thought. He was just thinking how impossible it was for someone like Lance to wind up with him, like this. Something more out of his wildest fantasies than something real
When Alpha Meets Omega .Chapter 46: I want you to choose me . “Come here.” Lance whined, and it broke the daze Clyde had been locked in, watching. He was careful not to trip over the side of the tub, but once he was in the spray it was as if the entire world dropped away, just the two of them and the warm cascade of water. They kissed as the dirt, mud, and debris from the impromptu wrestling match washed away, and by the time they started to explore with their fingers again, they were mostly clean. Blindly, Clyde reached for the soap and used it as an excuse to run his fingers over the almost impossible shapes of Lance’s chest, his abs, the adonis lines leading down into his quickly hardening cock. “So pretty, like a dream.” Lance murmured, and Clyde could have choked at how closely it mirrored his own train of thought. He was just thinking how impossible it was for someone like Lance to wind up with him, like this. Something more out of his wildest fantasies than something real
When Alpha meets Omega .Chapter 45: no one wants to be a passing fancy. “You’re covered in mud, you can hop in first if you like.” Clyde offered, still not facing Lance. Neither of them mentioned that Clyde was covered in a good deal more mud. He heard Lance step fully into the room, but instead of going for the bathroom door, he moved until he stood just a foot behind the human. Clyde held his breath unconsciously. “I could…” The younger man admitted, and then the warmth of his broad palm pressed against his bare back, and Clyde gasped at the unexpected contact. Lance leaned in further. “Or we could go in together.” He suggested, and he sounded somehow shy and sexy all at once. A little defensive, like he was ready to snatch back the words if Lance balked, or play it off as a joke if he laughed. Clyde felt like his chest was full of helium, too light to speak, and he opened and closed his mouth a few times while he tried to think. “I- well. Yes, we could. Um. But we haven’t.
When Alpha meets Omega.Chapter 44: that’s a me thing. And a you thing.. Something didn’t add up.Clyde slipped out of Lance’s grasp and ran to pull open the barn doors. His flock flowed out as it usually did in the morning, looking no worse for wear. The other animals seemed fine too, as did the chickens in their coop. Nothing was out of place except for the deer.Lance knelt by the corpse and considered his options. He could shift and try to track the scent of the Wolf who brought this, it was still fresh enough that rigor mortis hadn’t set in yet. He could stay in human form and help Clyde move it off the property, or he could take care of it himself while the human did his morning chores. His mind raced as he tried to figure out the best way to keep Clyde safe, trying to figure out what the enemy Pack wanted from this little charade.Clyde helped make up the choice for him as he stepped back up next to the mess.“We need to get this off the back porch, I’ll get a tarp.” The hum
When Alpha meets Omega.Chapter 43: the whole equation doesn’t add up . Clyde held up a hand and made a downward pushing motion, the universal sign to ‘slow down’.“Hey, hey, it’s okay. Yeah, you can come over here.” He agreed, and Lance could have leapt across the cushions if he wasn’t deliberately trying to keep his cool. He parked himself directly next to the human and then tipped over so that he half-leaned on Clyde’s chest. Immediately the warmth of his body leeched into Lance’s own, and he could have gasped for how much better he felt. He’d never lacked for contact in the Pack- there was always someone around to rub shoulders with, hug, wrestle with, or lean on. They did it without even thinking or asking. That’s just how the Wolves were.Once he’d found Clyde, interacting with him that way as a Wolf had seemed natural and easy. It wasn’t until last night that he’d realized exactly how different he and Clyde really were, how much they still had to learn about one another.I
When Alpha meets Omega.Chapter 42: werewolf wars, cuddles and shit . “Oh… so your only choice was to fight Erik and take over a job you don’t want and don’t think you’re suited for, or…” Clyde repeated Lance’s words from the previous day.“Or leave. Yeah.” Lance hung his head and stared at the floor. He’d had plenty of time to agonize over his decision, but he knew each time he thought on it that it hadn’t been any real decision at all. Erik was a good alpha. Beyond being stupid and foolish, and being sure he wouldn’t stand a chance of winning, Lance knew that him challenging Erik wouldn’t be good for the Pack no matter if he won or lost. If he lost, he’d have to leave anyway, but he’d fall outside of Erik’s good graces. The man was like a second father to him, and Lance couldn’t bear the thought. If he won, the Pack would be thrown into chaos and put under his inept leadership. Lose-lose, for everyone.“I’m so sorry, Lance. That’s- that’s horrible.” The human fumbled for any r
When Alpha meets Omega.Chapter 41: fight or leave: a hard choice to make . “What’s so funny!?” He demanded.“You?! You’re an ‘alpha’? That’s a real thing?” He managed to get out, between fits of giggles and gasps for air. “You, the puppy who likes it when I rub his belly? You, who practically rolled over for me when I was pissed last night? You’re an alpha?” He asked, finally getting it out of his system. Lance stared back, aghast. He stuttered his response.“W-what? Of course I am! I mean- I- What do you know, anyway?” He finished, lamely. He crossed his arms and tried to puff up like he would if another Wolf challenged him. Clyde breathed deeply, trying to control his face. He took a step forward so he was in Lance’s space.“I know you sometimes bark in your sleep, like you’re chasing a rabbit. And I know you pick around turnips in your dog bowl and leave them behind, just like a little kid who doesn’t want to eat his vegetables. And I know you sometimes chase butterflies in th
When Alpha meets Omega.Chapter 40: claimed by the silly alpha . He woke to the sizzle of bacon frying in the kitchen, and Lance jolted upright. He rolled off the couch and onto four paws just in time to keep himself from eating carpet. Looking around warily, he took in what his senses were telling him- Clyde’s soap, the faint smell of animals tracked into the house, and the overwhelming bacon scent. Dishes in the kitchen and the bleating of sheep outside the back door. The human was already awake and had taken care of the animals’ morning routine, and was now making breakfast.Lance hesitated, trying to decide if he wanted to face this morning in his Wolf skin or his human one. The coward in him wanted to stay a Wolf, but… Memories of Clyde’s hurt face from the previous night rushed back, and he was hurrying on the Change before he even really thought about it. He needed his words, needed to explain why he did what he did in a way Clyde would understand.Once his knees no longer
When Alpha Meets Omega.Chapter 39: tomorrow is not promised .“Wait! You can’t tell Nathaniel about-” Clyde spun on him and jabbed a finger into Lance’s bare chest.“I’ve had about enough of you telling me what I can and can’t do. I’ve known Nathaniel a long ass time and he let me take you home with me. I let you sleep in my bed. He owes me this explanation, and I don’t care about your little ‘Pack’ or its secrets or whatever kind of fucked up werewolf ‘Code’ you’ve got going on. I’m calling him, and he’s going to tell me the truth or I'll go over there and wring it out of him the old fashioned way. Now sit down and be quiet.” Clyde was breathless as he finished, and Lance backed up helplessly into the seat as he watched the human dial the number.The conversation went predictably, as Lance could hear both Clyde’s near-shouting tone as well as the din of Nathaniel’s voice on the other end of the line, even from this side of the kitchen. Clyde demanded to know why Nathaniel had hi
When Alpha Meets Omega.Chapter 39: cast out yet again .“Wait! You can’t tell Nathaniel about-” Clyde spun on him and jabbed a finger into Lance’s bare chest.“I’ve had about enough of you telling me what I can and can’t do. I’ve known Nathaniel a long ass time and he let me take you home with me. I let you sleep in my bed. He owes me this explanation, and I don’t care about your little ‘Pack’ or its secrets or whatever kind of fucked up werewolf ‘Code’ you’ve got going on. I’m calling him, and he’s going to tell me the truth or I'll go over there and wring it out of him the old fashioned way. Now sit down and be quiet.” Clyde was breathless as he finished, and Lance backed up helplessly into the seat as he watched the human dial the number.The conversation went predictably, as Lance could hear both Clyde’s near-shouting tone as well as the din of Nathaniel’s voice on the other end of the line, even from this side of the kitchen. Clyde demanded to know why Nathaniel had hidden t