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Chapter Fourteen: After the Run
Stiles ran as hard as he could for a long as he could, flopping down in a sun warmed patch of grass and closed his eyes, breathing heavily. He hadn't wanted to work that hard since he stopped playing lacrosse in his junior year. He felt when Derek and Ricky flopped down on either side of him and he dropped his hands down and they each took one hand and held it close to them. Stiles felt the contentment through the bond, something that he'd gotten used to feeling. He'd also come to accept that all of those feelings weren't always his. When he was touching Derek or Ricky, he could sometimes sense their feelings as well.
"Do you feel a little better Stiles?" Ricky asked him, pulling the Omega's hand up and pressing his lips to the palm. Stiles pressed his fingers in close to Rick's face, as if he could hold the Beta there.
"Yeah, I feel the tension losing its grip on me. Do you think my Heat is coming?"
"I think that you are a passionate young man and more than capable of having sex outside of your Heats but when the suppressant is completely out of your system, I have no doubt we are going to be dealing with your first Heat immediately."
Derek's voice was low and comforting to Stiles, he sighed and they laid there together in silence for about ten minutes before Derek struggled back to his feet and reached out for Stiles' hand.
"No, I'm just gonna sleep here," Stiles said resolutely.
"Let's get you back to the dorm, you still need to eat dinner and work on the rest of your homework," Derek said as Rick stood as well.
"Hey, I'm the Omega, I'm the boss of you two. Don't you forget it," Stiles grouched as each man reached down and dragged Stiles to his feet.
Derek chuckled, "If you say so little man."
"Carry me back?" Stiles asked, laying his head on Derek's shoulder where he was slumped against the Alpha.
"Stiles," Derek groaned.
"Please? I ran too hard," he returned and because the Alpha apparently didn't mind being wrapped around the Omega's little finger he relented. Derek lifted Stiles from the ground and the smaller man wrapped his legs securely around Derek's waist and they started running back to the campus grounds. Stiles let his head lay on Derek's shoulder while they moved forward and he just enjoyed the movement of his larger mate's body. Ricky jogged next to them and time passed quickly as Derek's long legs ate up the distance effortlessly and before too long Stiles was slipping his legs down from Derek's waist and found himself focusing once more on Scott who was sitting on the front step of the dorm room building. Stiles took a deep breath and nodded to Derek and Ricky who walked inside, leaving the two friends on their own for a little chat.
"Hey," Stiles said noncommittally.
"Hey," Scott said in return. Scott looked around the courtyard, for something only he could see for a few moments before he spoke. "I am sorry for my behavior, I have been the crappiest best friend in the history of best friends. This has been tough to deal with, the questions about why you lied and why you are insisting on upsetting the balance of the culture of our species on more than one level. It was tough for a while and I can honestly say I didn't know what to do and how to approach you."
"Clearly," Stiles returned simply. He didn't really have anything he wanted to say to Scott. The other wolf was the one who had things to say.
Scott dug something out of his pocket and smoothed it out slowly on his kneecap. "This ballsy bastard said something that really caught my attention. 'If we are to choose that our caste is what makes each of us worthy in some ways then shall the Omegas be the highest of the castes due to their ability to procreate the species. It would also mean that Betas would be treated as second-class citizens and Alphas are only as good as their pack but this is not the true point of this piece of writing. Each caste has their place in wolf culture and if we did not have Betas no one would keep the Alphas in line and thinking with their minds instead of their instincts. If we had no Alphas then there would be no way to continue the strength of our people through the bite as well as giving the betas and omegas someone with the strength to call each of them back from the brink of the blood lust. Our culture only works if we accept our differences and honor the reasons for it'. Pretty interesting stuff, huh?"
Stiles smiled, it was strange to have someone quoting his words back to him and the fact that Scott did it without malice or sarcasm made Stiles itch to hug his friend.
"When this thing between Ricky, Derek and I continues and becomes deeper? Will your opinion change once more?" Stiles asked.
Scott shrugged, "I honestly can't tell you how I am going to react. I knew in theory what it would mean for you to be an omega but now that its here before us, it seems so different and there seems to be a lot more people who wants to hurt you instead of help."
"Well we're taking care of it," Stiles said with a feral grin.
Scott laughed, "I have no doubt on that Stiles. How does Derek handle you fighting your own battles?"
Stiles shrugged, "So far he seems to be okay with it but I assume the Alpha is going to come out in full force at sometime in the future, possibly during my Heats or even in high stress situations. I don't know what but I do know that if I don't want to do whatever he demands he won't punish me unless my continued health or survival comes into play."
"Wow," Scott sighed as he looked up into the afternoon sky.
"Yeah pretty cool," Stiles returned.
"Well I have to go meet Allison for lunch and I'm sure Derek and Rick would like to see you fed as well. See you later Stiles?" Scott asked gently, as if he hoped for one answer and was sure to get another.
"Sure Scott, text me," Stiles said and smiled while he stood, helping Scott to his feet as well. The two friends hugged and though it was awkward with left over hurt feelings and confusion it was a start.
With that, Stiles slapped Scott on the shoulder and headed inside and up to his dorm room to find Isaac sitting against the outside of his door. Stiles frowned at the young man and questioned, "Isaac? Are you okay?"
The skinny man snapped a quick look to Stiles and the Omega could smell the fear on Isaac's skin.
"Come inside with me? No one is going to hurt you."
Isaac shook his head; "You have an Alpha and a Beta in your room, that is not safe."
Stiles frowned, "They are my mates, they would never do anything to harm you."
"I don't think I should take the chance," Isaac said as his gaze darted up and down the hallway. Just then the door behind them opened and Derek and Rick walked out. They smiled at Isaac then turned to Stiles.
"We're going to go take a walk and get you some dinner. Your usual at the sandwich place?" Rick asked.
Stiles smiled and responded with a happy groan, "I love you guys so much!"
"Take that as a yes," Derek returned before he leaned in to kiss Stiles. Rick did the same, lingering gently into Stiles body and mouth for a moment before Derek tugged the Beta away from the Omega. Derek retained his hold on Rick as they walked down the hallway towards the stairs. Stiles enjoyed the visual of his two mates walking comfortably and close together.
Then since the dorm room was empty, Isaac slipped inside and walked straight over to the small stereo that was sitting on Stiles' table and started playing a radio station while Stiles closed the door gently and waited.
"I read your paper on the website today. When I found out what you were, I was shocked especially since Derek and Ricky are wrapped around your little finger, Derek doesn't seem like a normal Alpha."
Stiles grinned, "He's pretty normal for me. I am not your typical omega either so it works for us. I'm glad you liked the paper."
"I don't just like the paper Stiles, I needed to know there was another wolf like me."
Stiles moved close to Isaac and touched his shoulder. "Are you Omega?"
Isaac nodded but had his gaze locked on the floor and his fingers were spastically gripping at his pants. Stiles leaned in close and hugged the small man.
"I know it's hard to hide who you are but it only lasts until you are protected by an Alpha. You're not alone anymore okay?" Stiles said reassuringly.
Isaac's hands finally slipped around Stiles waist and gripped at his shirt and pressed his head into Stiles' neck. He just kept running a hand up and down Isaac's back, waiting for the tension to eek out of the skinny man before he released Isaac and smiled at him.
"Are you on suppressants and diffusers?" Stiles asked.
"Really strong ones," Isaac said with a nod.
Stiles nodded, "I can tell. Have you experienced any bonds so far with anyone here?"
Isaac shrugged again, "Everything is so muddled because of the suppressants. The doctor boosted them right before I came here, I can't really sense that your touching me."
Stiles frowned, "Who's your doctor?"
"Just some doctor that my dad took me to a long time again and he gave the lifetime prescription to keep me from being found out. I went back to him, but he doesn't work in Beacon Hills."
"Doctor Deaton is fantastic, maybe you should take a drive to his office with me."
Isaac shuffled his feet, "You really think I should? If I use a lighter dose people can smell what I am."
"Did you know before I was outed?" Stiles asked.
Isaac shook his head, "But like I said, my senses are incredibly muted. Did your roommate know?"
Stiles shook his head, "Not until I told him."
"Okay, I will meet with this Deaton with you."
Stiles smiled, "Great, well my mates are going to come back unless you wanna stay for some dinner?" Isaac quickly left the room, Stiles sat with a smile to wait for the return of his mates.