Disclaimer: I own no one. Not making money. Blah blah blah fiction.
Warnings: smut. Slash. (Boy on boy if you don't know.) bad language. Male pregnancy ( cause why not?) miscarriage. nothing to horrible.
Over the next two months things slowly got back to normal.
Dean and Brock had managed to move past everything. Dean was back to his normal shit causing self. The nightmares had stopped. He was back to cuddling with Brock, though he would deny that he cuddled any hour of the day. He had finally decided that he could be knotted by his alpha again. Brock had been nothing but caring and patient with him. Never pushing him. But he wanted more. He knew Brock wouldn't be able to resist him during the next heat. Brock's alpha was never able to say no to him during the full moon. And he would capitalize on that.
Randy and Roman, had progressed as well. Roman's wounds had healed nicely, all but the cut. It was still tender. Roman opened up to his alpha more. Though he still needed encouragement. He still had nightmares but they weren't as bad as they used to be. After the first night Roman and Randy had continued to have sex as Roman called it. Randy called it making love to his mate, which made Roman blush 50 shades of tomato red. Roman bonded with the other members of the pack, getting close with the other omegas.
But soon him and Dean would meet the third. After giving birth it wasn't uncommon for the alpha and omega to separate themselves for about three months to bond with their children and mate.
Roman and Dean were both nervous about that. Thy didn't know how the omegas would respond. Seth being a new mother, so to speak, was on edge and didn't like meeting new people. Roman and Dean had bonded in a way that no one could understand. Both extremely protective of each other. Pack members had found that out. Some had suffered broken noses from both omegas.
"Are you ready?"
Roman nodded slightly. He didn't sleep well last night. He kept seeing his parents faces.
"Dean will be there. You have nothing to worry about."
"not that. Just tired but I don't want to sleep. "
Randy sighed sadly. Not knowing what to do to help him.
"let's just get Dean and go please." Roman murmured.
As the omegas walked in they noticed two people. One looked slightly crazy. A long black beard, with matching hair. A little husky. But his voice is what drew them in. He was comforting his mate.
"Now now little lamb. They will be fine. They are with taker and Kane."
"I miss them though!" The younger male whined. He was smaller. Height and weight. His hair was two fourths was black and a quarter blonde. He had big brown puppy eyes.
They walked closer. The alphas behind them.
"Tyler?" "Gixx?" Roman and Dean had yelled at the same time.
The group of six took turns looking at each other.
"You know him." Bray had stated humming.
" I met him at the apartment I stayed at..with my mom...before you found me. He disappeared one day though. We thought he was kidnapped. Or..." Dean stated.
"I uh.. My high school... He was there. I remember his hair." Roman mumbled.
" I had to find you guys. Maybe we should call a pack meeting." Seth sighed twitching a little.
" I'm not sure where to start. It was before I met Bray. This lady in white came to me. Said something about three hounds. And how I had to like watch you guys. She was really pretty. But like I had to stop a few people from finding or buying you guys first. It was like some part of her plan." He eyes moved to Roman and Dean. "one day she said she had to leave. She had to get the other hounds. Had to give them hope. And strength. I was like 15, I think. She came back and left again." He shrugged
It all made sense. That was the time Dean's alpha kicked in.
They spent the rest of the day talking and getting to know each other. There were still missing pieces to the puzzle that neither omega had.
it was the night of the full moon. The whole pack was together for once. Spirits were oddly high. The sexual tension was also in the air.
Dean had gotten back alone, pressed up against a tree. Nipping at his neck.
"Want my alphas knot."
Brock growled. He couldn't say no. He needed his omega. Needed to knot him. He watched with lust filled eyes as his omega sank down to his knees.
And how dare he look innocent while sucking his dick. A trick he learned from Roman. Damn it if it didn't set him off.
Dean was pressed against the trended slow thrust. Meaning and begging like... Well a bitch in heat, which he was.
"So fucking perfect pet. Tight little ass that's only mine."
"Only yours alpha. Only yours."
The pleasure intense. More than normal. Dean felt something change in him.
"Oh god, fuck. My omega. It's it's-"
He didn't get to finish his statement as Brock's knot popped and its omega let him in. The orgasm that followed made Dean scream out, vision black.
Brock knew what this meant. He smiled biting the mating mark, causing another smaller orgasm go through Dean.
"Oh god." Dean moaned.
Brock held Dean the rest of the full moon. Taking him a few more times. Each time the omega let him in. If it wasn't sealed before, Dean was definitely going to be pregnant by the end of the night.
Just on on the other side of the woods, Roman and Randy had ended their bows of passion.
"Your omega let me in." Randy explained.
"Meaning?" Roman whispered.
"That... You could carry my children."
Roman didn't say anything. He wasn't sure if this was good or bad. Randy felt the confusion and held his omega.
"We'll get through this kitten. No matter what."
It was one month later that it confirmed. Dean was expecting twins. Brock was happy Dean was scared shitless. He didn't want to be like his father or mother. Brock promised it wouldn't happen. But Dean, he was scared. And his past and fear of loving worried him more. Dean though didn't see himself like everyone else did.
Roman though, it had been confirmed. He was carrying a child. Though it would be one he would never get to hold or feel kick. A baby, that the heavens would have and hold. Bayley had smiled sadly at him. Whispering sorry. He gave a half ass smile, as he took the only sonogram he had.
Randy watched Roman after leaving the room, waiting for anything. It was later that night as Roman held the picture, that he heard the first whimper. He hugged him tightly. Feeling the tears.
Roman had freaked out shortly after. Pushing Randy away and throwing things. Randy let him destroy the was an hour later that Roman had slid down the wall. Tears spilling from his eyes.
"It's my fault. I should have been able to do something. To save it. I'm so fucking sorry Randy. Please don't leave me."
Randy sat next to him, his arm around him.
"Roman, listen to me, we knew this might happen. It's not your fault. I need you to know that. This was because someone wanted more power. If it's meant to happen it will. "
That night, Roman was in at it in his sleep. He kept seeing babies, none passed new born age. 6 of them. All in white. None with faces. At the end was the lady in white, holding a baby wrapped up in a rainbow blanket.
She never spoke, just smiled sweetly as she rocked the baby back and forth.
During Dean's pregnancy he was almost hell to live with. He was needy, bitchy, and cranky. His mood swings were crazy and Brock had a hard time keeping up with them. Most of the time Dean couldn't make up his mind about anything. They had changed the nursery three times in the first five months. Before deciding on a simple them. Jungle.
Roman during this time had had five more pregnancies. None of which made it passed the first month. He didn't freak out anymore. He had excepted the fact that his body hates him. His hope of having his own child was gone. Six pictures lined a small shelf in their shared room. Six Angels next to them. Each time Roman and Randy had released a balloon into the night sky. Randy though, he stood by his side. They had cried together, each time. Though those tears were short.
Despite this all Roman and Dean remained best friends. Roman helped him as much as he could, never taking it out on him.
Dean had read several baby books and parent tricks and tips. He wanted to be the best parent he could.
It was a year to the date of his first changing. The pack as always, was together. Dean and Brock had stayed at the house, Dean was due any day now, neither wanted to risk anything.
Roman could feel his heat starting. Another full moon. He ran and ran with Randy. Until the heat was too strong.
Much like the other times, Roman was on his back, Randy between him. Sweat covered bodies. Moans and whimpers.
Dean gave birth to two beautiful baby boys. Which they named Moxley and Edward. Dean had nothing to worry about. He fell in love instantly when he heard them cry. Brock was extremely proud of his omega. He had refused any drugs and gone natural with the delivery for the sake of the kids. He watched as Dean fed them refusing any help. He needed to prove to himself that he could do it by himself.
Brock chuckled as he looked down at his swollen and bruised hand. Dean had been very verbal during labor.
" I lied. You can touch me again, and I won't bite your Di-" he stopped looking at the sleeping babies " any thing off. Look how amazing they are."
"Yes and we made them."
Brock kissed his forehead, sitting next to him on the bed. Smiling at the perfectness of the moment.
Dean and Brock had spent a month away from everyone but Dean, he needed his best friend in his life.
They had all agreed on a pack cook out. Everyone was enjoying themselves. Dean had noticed right away their was something about Roman that was different. He was his normal self but happy. He shrugged it off and watched as his sons smiled up at their godfather.
It was close to the end of sunset, a beautiful light shined down. The pack stared in awe. No one moving. Vibrant white wings with black tips appeared. The lady in white smiled.
Roman, Dean and Seth walked forward. Almost in a trans. Dean holding both the boys, Seths twin girls walking next to him.
"My beautiful hounds. Look at you. So much, negative and yet, you've all over come it."
She smiled at them sweetly.
She took all their hands in hers, each persons memories swapped with the other. All the puzzle picieces but one fitting. She smiled brightly as a mark appeared on each of them. Three wolf heads. One with blue eyes. One with brown and one with grey.
She let their hands go, before looking at Roman.
" Roman do you know what today is?"
" Um? July 7th, 2017?" He asked
"it is, but it's also over a month."
She he smiled placing a hand over his stomach. Not saying another word.
Randy, Brock and Bray watched their omegas closely. Taker and Kane, watched with shocked expressions.
"Thank you my hounds, you have freed me and the guardians of heaven hell and earth. Soon the prophecy will be completed."
"Oh don't you dare be sour!" Rang out from a deep voice. Three men stood together.
As soon as they came they left.
"see we weren't crazy!" Dean laughed.
"was that?"
" I believe so" Taker answered Kane.
Authors note: first this was a little hard to write due to the miscarriages. Everyone reacts differently. So I went with the way I experienced.
Ill probably add more to this at some point, but I'll let you know to re read it.
As always, Eat your booty-o's and don't be sawft! ( and yessssss he is back! )
also.. Probably only two chapters left.