Title: The Three Mates
Chapter Rating: T
Fandom: The 100
Pairing: Clarke/Lexa/Anya
Prompt(s): none
Warning: Femslash, Knotting, Mating, Alpha/Omega/Beta dynamics, G!P, pregnancy
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Summary: Finn never killed a bunch of grounders, Anya never died, and Lincoln was never captured as a Reaper. The grounders still want to kill the sky people. Clarke can only think of one way to permanently unify them. (Lexa/Clarke/Anya) – Alpha/Omega/Beta dynamics
Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Nothing I write is for profit. Everything I wrote is not meant to offend anyone.
Anya had brought Clarke before her Commander, but a deal had yet to be made. Any chance of one was still few and far between the grounders calling for sky people blood. The resounding cries so loud, even the Heda could no longer ignore them. Only one idea came to the Sky Princess's mind that could save her people.
"Are you sure, Clarke?" Lexa whispered. She had not expected the offer. The grounders were having a hard time accepting the sky people, even with their renewed effort to impress the so-called 'savages' with gifts. Their leader's offer would cement them as one people.
A fertile omega could do so much for their tree people, and even for the neighboring alliances. Most omegas had been killed or taken into battles against the Ice Nation and the nomads from the Dead Zone. Many alphas would want to get their hands on the Sky Princess. Even without the deal in place, they'd want a piece of her as soon as the suppressants wore off. It would be dangerous not only for the girl, but for the many warriors fighting over her. She would need to be mated soon. The suppressants could lose their effectiveness any day now.
Her offer was probably the safest option for everyone. As soon as the suppressants from the Ark were completely out of her system, Clarke would be an open target without a superior alpha to protect her. The identity of who that alpha would be, was still a mystery.
Anya paced back and forth. She did not like this. The girl was strong for sure, but she deserved better than this. The warrior had not stopped thinking of the Sky Princess since they escaped Mount Weather together. Fighting her shortly after their escape had set something off inside of her. She had had many lovers, but none came close to sparking such a desire in her as the girl who she had not even knotted.
She had hoped that one mating with the girl would be enough, but that opportunity seemed even more distant now. The Commander, the strongest alpha, would surely want to take Clarke as her own. Anya was a good warrior, but head to head with Lexa, she was not sure she would win. The jealously would drive her mad; she would forever feel a tug that could not be satisfied.
"I do not like this, Leksa." She said in trigedasleng, to keep the girl from understanding them. She knew her Commander could no doubt sense the tension and desire to mate within her. The only reason her pheromones did not have Clarke in a lust haze, was because the contraceptives blocked her senses while they remained in her system.
Neither grounder was eager for the day the contraceptives failed. Their pheromones would surely hit Clarke like a pauna. Their desire would become obvious, leaving her with all the power over them. Yes, ultimately it would be Clarke's choice who she mated with. Alphas could fight all they wanted, but neither woman would ever force the sky princess, and they would protect her so no one else could either.
Lexa felt an unpleasantness role through her system. If Clarke chose Anya over her, her alpha would scream in fury. It might even tear her apart from the inside. She had felt a strong pull towards Costia, but this was something else. Part of her wondered if it was because the girl was from the sky, while another part wondered if she had found her one true mate. Costia had been an Omega, but all of their mating attempts had ended in failure. It was not uncommon for an Omega born on the ground to be infertile. In fact, only one in five could produce a healthy offspring.
The idea of Clarke being pregnant by another did not sit well with her inner beast. Luckily, Finn had not been an alpha, or perhaps the girl would be caring his spawn now. However, for some reason imaging the girl holding Anya's child did not have the same effect. It didn't seem as painful to imagine her with a little one that belonged to the older woman. It only pained Lexa to imagine being denied the mating she felt she was destined to have with the sky girl.
It was unheard of on the ground and in space for an omega to have two alpha mates. Sometimes a beta would join an alpha and omega in a partnership, but they would almost certainly remain a third wheel.
A prophecy made long before any of the women were born, did not even cross their lust-addled brain. Shortly after the nuclear bombs had been dropped, when the first Heda was named, a great seer had made a prophecy. Someday a Heda would unite all the clans and welcome back those of the Dead Zone, but only when she was mated to her omega could she truly lead. Another, a mentor, would mate the same omega, and they would become the most powerful three. No blade, rock, or fire could destroy them. Together they would bring about a peace and prosperity only known in great legends before the Great War.
"What would you have me do?" The Commander hissed back. "It is safest for all. Mating her would stop most."
The scent of an alpha, especially the Commander, would stop most alphas. Only those that did not respect the alliance would challenge it. Clarke would never be able to be alone again. Someone would always have to be watching her, or several people if Lexa had her way, which she always did. However, the sky girl would not be pleased. She was very independent with very little idea of what she was really asking of the two women.
"And who would mate the girl? Every Alpha has the right to try until she is claimed." She scowled remembering her old childhood friend dealing with attempted matting. The omega had been killed in a scuffle over her first mating. This time, she swore a similar fate would not befall her new…'friend'. "We have not had an Omega born in fifteen summers. There will be a frenzy."
"We will deal with it." The commander turned away from her mentor, ignoring her concerns. She had long ago steeled her heart, but now it seemed to be cracking. She wanted this and now it was leading her decision. "We accept your offer, Clarke kom Skaikru. Let us begin our preparation."
I know a lot of people aren't in to this type of story, and I am kind of new to it myself. Please let me know if you have any comments or concerns. Thanks :)