This is not a happy story. It will hold a lot of heartbreak.

Warning: This story will mention mpreg, sex, cheating, violence and suicide. If this is not what you like then please leave.

When Pike was younger, he knew what he wanted for a mate. Someone to stand by him when the world was against him. To wipe his tears when he cries. To hold him when he was scared. The perfect mate. Not that there was such a thing but Pike thought so. After all, his perfect mate was his very own best friend.

Thunderstorms Darkness. A silly name but it belonged to the handsomest, strongest and caring Alpha. Sure, Pike was only nine to Thunderstorms' eleven but he can wait. Thunderstorms did give him a promise flower after all. A flower that only the strongest and the willingness could get. For the flower was a three-day journey and grew on the highest mountain. In a dark cave that had bird like monster that guard it.

Many had failed to even reach the mountain for on the journey humans live and hunted on the land before it. That did not stop Pike's beloved Thunder. The daring act just made him love the other all the more.

"With this flower, a gift from the Love Goddess herself, I pledged myself to you and only to you." Thunderstorms Darkness panted as he held up a silver-purple flower that seems to be a mixture of a rose and moon flower. He black hair, a rat nest that almost took over his ears. Dirt, scratches and bruises cover his arms and face. "For when the time comes, I shall be your faithful Alpha to your loyal Omega. My beloved Pike of the Moon Clan."

"I humbly accept this flower, the gift of the Love Goddess herself, as my pledge to you and you alone." Pike sniffles as he gently took the token from his best friend. His blue eye shine with unshed tears and glowed with love. "For when the time comes, I shall be your loyal Omega to your faithful Alpha. My beloved Thunderstorms Darkness of the Sun Clan."

With a pledge from within their hearts, the two boys shared a soft kiss of true love under the stars.

If only it could have stayed that way...

When Pike was nineteen, he wore the most beautiful white robes. The robes of his mother and her mother and her mother's father. It was to signify purity of the Omega. Blue beads around his neck for serenity and peace in his marriage. Green and red wrapped around arms and wrists for passion, growth as well as balance. Brown and yellow at his ankles for wisdom, comfort and stability. Lavender, orange and pink in his long, brown, curly hair to signify enchantment, warmth and love.

He could remember his mother tears of joy as she caught sight of him in her family's beloved heirloom. How his mom's strong stance shook with the need to weep as her only son was off to be wed. How his sisters, all four of them, hand him a flower with a blessing. Though the only blessing he needed was his family's love and he's mate to be. He closed his eyes that where decorate with gold and black lines, as if they were fairy wings, and took a deep breath.

This was the day.

The day where he and his beloved would be one.

"I, Thunderstorms Darkness, take you, Pike, to be my forever mate. To cherish and hold, through sickness and health. For my soul to be forever bound to yours. May the Goddess herself allow me to follow you into death and into life. For my heart and soul is now yours to do as you wish."

The crowd watched with awe as the young barbarian wolf sliced his palm open with claw. Never once flinching as many before him have done. Pike ignored everyone as his mate to be held up his hand, blood dripping down to the altar. Only his lover matters, no one else.

"I, Pike, take you, Thunderstorms Darkness, to be my forever mate. To cherish and hold, through sickness and health. For my soul to be forever bound to yours. May the Goddess herself allow me to follow you into death and into life. For my heart and soul is now yours to do as you wish."

Without a thought or fear, he too sliced his palm and pressed it against his now mate. Blue and purple eyes stared into each other's as the life bond took hold of their souls. Once the chiefs of both the Wolf and Fox Clans announced the bond to be stable, Pike leaped into his wolf's arms and kissed him with passion that gripped his very heart.

All cheered at the union.

Sadly, some did not.

Pike was twenty-one when the bonds started to act up. It felt wrong. As if someone was digging their claws into it. He felt things that he shouldn't be feeling without his beloved. Arousal, need, pleasure...as if he was spending a passionate night with his Alpha. Which he couldn't because his husband was not here. Off on a mission that the Wolf Clan's Elders had sent him. A mission that no one knew about.

Another wave of pleasure hit him, causing him to cry out and fall to his knees on the floor of their home. Pike was so confused. Was this his heat cycle? It couldn't be! He just had one last month, the beginning of Spring. He wouldn't get the next one next fall! What was happening? Another wave that had him curling on his side, tail between his legs. Thunder! He needs Thunder. Maybe he knew what was going on! Panting in unwanted pleasure, Pike closed his teary blue eyes.

"My eyes into yours. Your eyes into mine. May we see as one."

Everything was blurry at first. They had not used this trick since they were children. 'Far too young to act like mate', told to them by scolding and worried adults. Adults who wanted them live as children they were and not the soulmates they are. Though it was the Wolf Elders that smack them around with a snarl when they caught sight of eye color changing. It was until his mom fought with one of the Elders when she caught them laying a hand her youngest child. It was then that they swore never to do it again until their marriage.

So it was no surprise when it took a while for his vision to clear up. He knows it's against the rules to spy on secret missions but this was an emergency! Something was wrong with his body and their soul bond. He blinked his eyes to clear up faster and looked around. He was in a semi dark room made of wood. There was a wooden desk in the line of his vision with two swords placed on top of it. A large metal shield leading against the side. His body jolt again.

His eyes skipped over the clothes and armor that scattered across the floor. His husband only had one sword and he own no shield or armor. Dread filled his body and he did not know why. His eyes latched onto the ceiling as he felt his husband's body rocked. Licking his lips, his eyes slowly looked down to see white. White as his wedding robes. His neck felt as if someone bit and sucked on it. More dread filled him. Tilting his husband's head to see white hair on top of black hair that seems to belong to humans. After all, dwarfs lived under the mountains and weren't fond of the hybrids that lived in the forest's clearings. Elves had pointy ears that lived within the trees. So this had to be human.

A human that was taking his husband.

Thunderstorms Darkness quickly closed his eyes to hide the truth. He was too late though. For Pike had already ripped the connection between the two. From now until morning, Pike spent the whole time sobbing his heart and soul out on their bed.

When Thunderstorms Darkness returned home, Pike was waiting for him. He did not greet his husband with a cheerful hello and passionate kiss but with silence. Both males refuse to meet the other's eyes. How could they? After all, one had been unfaithful. The other had not.

It took two months before Pike had snapped. Two long months of feeling his bond because tainted. He had enough. He waited until Thunderstorms Darkness came back home from his affair. Could this be called a home? Mother had always told him a home was were the faithful Alpha and loyal Omega work in harmony and love for their offspring. They had no offspring and certainly no faithfulness. So, Pike guess...this was no home.

When the snapping happened, it was at dinner. A long time ago, this time was filled joy, warmth and chatter. Now it was empty, cold and quiet. Only the scrapping of forks and knives against plates could be heard. Both men were tense with the dark cloud hanging over their heads. Then finally Pike slammed his cup down.

"I have had enough!" He snarled. Anger and tears burned in his eyes as he glared at his husband. "Who is that man? Why do you lay in bed with him?"

"Pike." Thunderstorms said sternly, refusing to look up from his plate.

"Well?" The brown fox continued with teeth bared and hands tight around his cup. "Will you not answer? Is he forcing himself upon you?"

"No!" Thunder gasped in shock, purple eyes meeting his husband's angry blues. "Gyro with never do that! He is a man of honor."

"Gyro huh?" Pike sneered, fangs aching to rip something (preferably this Gyro) apart. "So that's his name."

He stood up quickly giving his mate a scare.

"And you willingly spread your legs for him? Is he truly a man of honor?" Pike asked refusing to cry in front of the man that tore his heart out. "Does he even know your married?"

Thunderstorms did not meet his eyes.

"Does he?!"

"...No."

Pike grabbed his dish and chucked it to the wall. His lover, his mate, his heart and soul was cheating on him. Loving every minute under that homewrecker if the feelings from the bond indicate. How could he do this to him? To them? Was he not enough?! How dare he!?

"Pike, my l-"

"Don't touch me!" Pike slapped his hands away in disgust. "Don't you dare touch me with those filthy hands. How could you?! How could you?! How dare you?!"

With each question Pike slapped the wolf's chest.

"Pike please! You don't understand, I had too."

"Had too?! Had too?! What kind of filthy excuse is that?"

Thunderstorms Darkness could feel the pain, the anger and the grief though the bond. Is this what Pike felt...could he feel what he did through the bond. The black hair barbarian paled at the thought.

"The Elders-"

"The Elders?" Pike repeated in calm anger.

"Y-yes, the Elders. They saw a vision of an Alpha child with white hair leading us." Thunderstorms quickly stated, trying to get his story out. Pike can see purple eyes glow with awe as his unfaithful mate continued on. "A son, blesses by the moon, from my loins, becoming chief of our clans! To save us and lead us! For a better future."

Pike felt disgusted.

"To have this future, I must have a child. Since neither of us came from a family with moon blessed white hair, the Elders sent me to find one. Gyro's seed could help us."

The brown fox shook his head in denial. How could he have fallen for those lies? Those bastards never approved of their engagement or his family. After all, Thunderstorms was the nephew of the chief and a child of two Alpha. Pike was a child of an Omega and Beta that was born from an Omega only family. They must believe that nothing could become of their union. By the gods, he wanted to die.

"Well I hope you're happy." Pike whispered hugging himself tightly. "Let this child you might bare be the one you wish for. For I will not bare you a son. Let our union be fruitless."

Without glancing back, Pike walked away from this life.

When Pike was thirty-seven, he watched as his sixteen-year-old daughter fight with her group of warriors. Warriors that had never worked in a group before. There was Meklavar the Dwarf, Block the Mage and Gyro the Paladin. The very same Gyro that ruin his marriage. The very same Gyro that Pike had wanted to tear into pieces. The reason why his beloved daughter has never met her father. Oh, how he wishes that he could get rid of that human but sadly he could not find a way without anyone noticing.

Pike looked at his daughter with a sigh. She wanted to protect everything in the kingdom. She wanted to bring hope and salvation. Just like the Elders had predicted. He could still remember the day she was born.

Young Pike had run away from his village and husband the night of the fight. He could not stay in there knowing that the Wolf Elders had plot the down fall of his young marriage. A child blessed by the moon. Ha! Everyone from the Moon Clan was blessed by the moon. Just because they had no white hair, did not mean that the moon's power did not run in their veins. They were shape-shifters, nightwalkers, shadow holders, rouges! These Elders should be grateful that one of their own had married such powerful hybrids.

And yet they spit on it.

So, for six-month Pike carried a large package in his body. A child. The Fox Elders had claimed he was with child. A child that was forming long before its sire decided to take another. Pike was frightened at the thought of his kit being in danger. So he ran. Ran for months without stop. Without looking back just to protect his young. He could not trust Thunderstorms. Not when his mind was poison by the Elder's and by that human he thinks he fell in love with. May they face the Goddess's wraith.

One the last month of his pregnancy, Pike felled to he's knees outside of an Inn. His water had broken and pain erupted from his stomach. The baby was coming! He was not ready for this. How was he going to do this? Tears ran down his face as a wave of pain hits him again. He cried out for help. He wishes his mother was here.

"Oh dear! What's happening here?"

Pike looked up through teary eyes at a large buff man with orange hair and gorgeous orange mustache. "Help...me...please...my baby..."

"Oh my! Here my boy, let me aid you." The man said as he picked up the poor aching fox. "Don't worry young one. Ol'Dakin with help you!"

"Thank you, Sir Dakin."

Three hours it too to give birth to his little girl. His reason for living. His pride and joy. Oh, how small she was, crying in his arms. His precious, precious baby girl. He eyed every little thing about her. She was a bit on the small side seeing how he did not have much to eat during the journey but here she was. Five toes and fingers. Skin as dark as his as well as blue eyes as his. Pink marking under her eyes, chest, arms and legs like his mom. What was really an eye catcher was the small white tuff at her head. The white tuff that was foretold. He guessed the Elders and him were semi-right. Thunderstorms Darkness would bore a child with white hair and he himself would give him no son. He wonders if the Gods were laughing.

"Pike! Pike!"

The said male looked at his daughter as she rushes towards him. Her eyes glowed at the defeat of the monster, Hagger. Pike felt pride as his teammates cheered and danced in victory. His daughter, Allure, threw her thin but strong arms around him. He chuckled and hugged back.

"We did it! We did it!" She cried out in happiness. "Our people with be safe again!"

"Truly you all must be the most powerful beings on land." Pike praise.

Allure blushed as she looked up at the man who raised her with Uncle Dakin. "Thank you...papa."

Pike felt his body trembled of being called papa. He had raised his daughter without the knowledge of him truly being her birth mother. The blue-eyed fox, disguised as a cat, had raised her to call him by his name. He did not want for people in the hybrid clans to find out that the prophecy was true. Did not want his daughter to know how her sire forsaken his vows.

Oh, will Pike have a stern talking with Dakin. That gossipy mongrel!

It was a year later when his little group of unlikely heroes changed for the worst. All was fine until his past showed up. Imagine his horror and terror at the sight of his ex-husband in Dakin's bar talking to his team. The heartache of Thunderstorms Darkness flirting with Gyro. He slowly back away, eyes never leaving the figure in front of him.

"Pike, our rouge!" Meklavar called out once she caught sight of him. Her light brown eyes sparkling under the light as she waves. "Come my friend! Meet this charming young man."

"Pike?" Thunderstorms Darkness whispered as he took in the feline before them.

This so-called Pike looked just like his ex-husband. Well if his ex was a cat instead of a fox. Sadly, he felt his old lover disappeared a long time ago. He could still remember the pain that erupted from is stomach out of nowhere. As if thousands of swords were piercing through him. He had frightened Gyro completely that day, nine years ago.

"Pike, Thunderstorms Darkness. Thunderstorms Darkness, Pike." Block, a dark skin man in a Mage's robe with soul patch, introduced. His grin was wide and gleeful. "Let's be friends!"

The dark haired, purple eyed wolf barbarian held out his hand with a small smile. Pike looked down at his hand then at him, unimpressed as he crossed his arms. He felt his smile wilt as time went by as Pike stared him down. Perhaps cats do not shake hands? Both Block and Maklavar shared a nervous look as they have never seen their friend act so rudely. Was this a hybrid thing? Their friend did act like what they believe an Alpha would act like. (If they were ever to truly meet an Alpha.) Maybe this was a territorial thing?

Gyro shot the brown cat a look for being rude to his lover. "Pike."

Blue eyes met his grey ones. "Yes?"

"You're being rude."

Pike raised an eyebrow and flicked his tail. "Oh, am I?"

"Yes."

"My bad."

"Gyro, it's alright." Thunderstorms shrugged as he placed a hand on his annoyed lover's arm. "He must not be a big fan of contact."

"Pike!"

Everyone turns to see Allure, their Elfin Archer in pink, run up to them. They all watched as she threw herself at the cat rouge with pure glee. Watched as puffy white hair bounced with each step. Pike let out a laugh as he caught his young daughter in his arms and spun her around. Allure squealed with giggles at her silly papa. Thunderstorms felt his right eye twitched and felt annoyance bubbled within him. He would hug this Elf but not shake hands with a fellow hybrid? What the hell?

"Oh Pike, your back!" Allure cheered as she released him. She looked him over with concern. "You been gone for so long!"

Pike chuckled softly. "It was only three months, my Coeur Allure."

With a quick magic trick, his hand went down then up in a half circle. Once his fingers were at the top, he snapped them. White-blueish sparkles exploded from his tips and took form of a silver-purple moon-rose. Everyone gasped out in shock and awe. Allure gently touched the flower with childlike wonder. This flower was a Coeur Allure. A flower that she was named after by her papa. It was so beautiful. Pike smile at his daughter's wide sparkling eyes as he places the flower in her white hair.

Thunderstorm Darkness stared at the flower in shock. He hasn't seen that flower since he once had one in his hand. He could remember giving it to his ex-husband as a child. Handing a mate this flower was a secret affair, with worlds of promise. He winced at the memory of his fox mate's heartbroken face. He shook his head quickly. He should not think of his dear mate. He really did not have the right.

After all...his Pike was dead.

As months went on, Pike watched as his friends, his teammates slowly edge him out of the group. Watched as they paired up and leave him behind. Watched as his old lover take his new lover to bed without regret. To listen to them make the wrong conclusion between his daughter and him. Listen as they drag his name across the mud. Were they really his friends? Do friends hurt each other? They must since his very first best friend had hurt him beyond anything anyone could imagine.

Maybe friends do hurt each other...

Pike continued his way in life, hurting. It was okay though. Life wasn't going to hurt him any longer.

Allure was twenty-five when she met the man of her dreams. Pike was not too sure about him, an Elfin Prince. This was his daughter after all. How can he trust a man with her? Still he can see how happy he makes her. Isn't that the most important thing?

Allure was twenty-nine when she married that man. Pike had never cried so much. Dakin cried even harder. Oh, how beautiful she looked in her wedding dress. It wasn't his old dress but it looked amazing on her. He kissed her cheek as he gave her away. Oh, how he loves his darling daughter.

Allure was thirty-two with a child in her arms when their world changed. Hunter of man were killing the magical creature of this land. They had lost so many of their people to them. Maklavar and Dakin were the first to fall. Then Block and Gyro as they try to protect the giants and dragons. Now it was only the Elfins, their royal family, Thunderstorms Darkness and Pike. As well as the Wolf Clan that was becoming more and more of their animal side.

This was not a good time in history for Altea.

"Pike are you sure?" Allure asked as she held her child tightly to her chest.

Pike looked down sadly. "Yes. Your people need to go into hiding."

Her blue eyes shine with tears. "Papa..."

The older male looked down at his child and hugged her close. "Go my child. Hide deep within the mountains of your ancestors and take root there. Let the terrain protect you."

Allure let out a sob. This might be the last time she would ever see her father again. Pike ran his fingers through her hair as he kissed both her and his grandchild's head. It breaks his heart but he needs them to be safe. He gently pulled them away and watched as they walked away to join the other Elfins. Allure glanced back at her father before her husband led her away with their people. Pike placed his hand over his heart and closed his eyes.

"It's sad that your pinning over a married woman."

Pike open his eyes and turn to see Thunderstorms Darkness glaring at him. "What do you mean?"

"Queen Allure is married with a child." He continued crossing his arms. He walked closer to the other hybrid. "Have you no shame, Cat?"

Pike looked down at him with a look of disgust and unimpressed. "And yet you went behind your mate's back and fucked a human for eleven years."

He gestured around him.

"And look at what they did."

Thunderstorms Darkness took a step back, wide eyed. "How did-"

Blue met purple.

Pike rolled his eyes and started to walk away. Magic became unstable around him. The form that he was carrying for a decade, vanished. Thunderstorm choked as Pike the cat became Pike the fox. Brown hair became silver and the thin tail became fluffer. Thunderstorms Darkness looked at his old partner in shock and took an uncertain step towards him.

"Pike?"

"You can go with the Elfins if you wish Thunder. I will not stay here and lead those monsters to those people." Pike stated firmly as he refused to look back. He held his head high as he walked through the woods opening. "Oh, and by the way...Allure is our daughter, idiot."

And with that he walked to his death.

TBC...