Ok, so I have come to a decision...well two actually.
#1) I had this...really elaborate plot for this whole "war" to go down...and I really thought it would be fun to write. But...I'm not having fun and this part of the story has seriously become a pain...so...I'm tweaking the hell out of it. And I have to be honest...now that I have done so...I'm in love with this story again.
#2) There are going to be three more chapters (this being one, so it's going to be a long one) before I branch off into a sequel. Like I said, this story isn't done...I'm not ready to let it go entirely. So the sequel is going to be more about the younger pack members really moving into their positions.
So please, all my awesome beautiful readers...please tell me all the things you would like to see in the sequel. More babies, more looks into the other pairings...certain other characters making an appearance or having a more solid story line...let me know!
Warnings: Violence
Alfie pulled the blinds apart at his window for probably the 5th time that night...Benny told him he'd be back in the morning and he had just barely left him. But something was bugging him...his entire body was itching to get outside. Maybe it was just his need to get some fresh air...the full moon was this weekend. He wasn't alone in the twitchy feeling along his skin...the restless minds of his pack was pretty suffocating...especially with everyone jam packed into the main house.
When John made the announcement...many of them actually left the compound entirely...not for good but just to get away from all the drama. He couldn't blame them honestly but he had no where else to go...this was his home. Leaving had never been a factor anyway...yes he was an Omega and to some that meant nothing but he could help...he just hadn't figured out how yet.
He let out a groan and slipped out of his room, careful to avoid anyone as he hurried through the back door. The crisp night air instantly eased all his aching muscles, the gentle hum of the connection to his baby came stronger and it actually made him smile.
Glancing back at the house he bit his lip and stepped off the back patio. He really shouldn't be out here but he couldn't help it...something in his gut was pulling him somewhere. It took a few minutes for it to finally dawn on him exactly where he was walking...he froze and bit his lip hard. The moon shown down brightly on the expanse of grass and dirt, casting shadows off the huge rock standing in the middle. He was in the clearing...why the hell would he come here? Was the baby wanting to be near Benny?
He was about to turn and run back to the house when he heard a groan...and for some reason, he took off running towards it. Later he'd berate himself but for now...he had to know. The sight before him made his stomach curl and nearly scream...Benny was crumpled on the ground clearly unconscious. There was a trickle of blood slipping down the side of his face and catching in his beard. Alfie was two seconds from hurrying to him when another figure stepped into the light...and at first he couldn't recognize who he was.
"Oh...oh my gods..." Alfie gasped, not hesitating one more moment before shooting off towards the house. He'd be faster in his wolf's skin but he couldn't risk his baby again. He was getting close when a large hand grabbed his elbow, yanking him to a stop. He cried out as he was shoved up against a tree, his chest burning against the scratch of bark against his t-shirt. Fingers were gripping into the back of his neck and Alfie thanked the gods that he was mated. Instead of instantly complying like his Omega nature would have screamed for him to do instead his wolf became petulant and angry. Only his mate could manhandle him like that. It didn't like the scent of this...almost stranger.
"Let me go..." Alfie growled trying to wrench free but he was just shoved against the tree even harder, his body going stock still when lips brushed his ear.
"Now why would I do that? You saw what I did...I doubt Benny even realized who knocked him down ….but you...you've seen my face. I can't have my plans ruined by a stupid little runt..." the man growled into his ear. Alfie squeezed his eyes shut and tried to not move.
"I don't know what the big deal is about you Omegas...you're just needy little bitches...can't even control yourselves unless you're being knotted. But then again...I've never had one before," he let out a soft moan that made Alfie gag.
"Your...your own daughter is an Omega," Alfie argued.
"Yes...she is. Thankfully she isn't as pathetic as you or that other one...Castiel. The both of you are so weak...," he seethed, his teeth dragging along the skin of Alfie's neck. He wanted to scream but he was too scared...he felt the press of fangs when all the weight pressing against him was suddenly gone. A loud whacking noise was echoing off the trees when he spun around, his hand instantly covering his mouth. Castiel was gasping for breath, his fingers tightly gripping what looked like a tree branch.
"We are not...weak you asshole!" Cas shouted, his voice echoing. Alfie stared at him before his brain finally started working again. He rushed over and hugged his friend tightly.
"Are you alright?" Cas asked pushing away from him. Gentle fingers traced along his neck and both of them sighed with relief.
"I can't...Castiel...he...he tried to mark me?" Alfie said his face scrunching with confusion. Castiel shook his head and walked a little closer to the crumpled mess of man. His friend said nothing, just raised his head and let out a long howl. Within minutes, the trees were rustling with the quick movements of their Alpha pack mates. Dean was the first to shift back and rush forward, his hands instantly wrapping around Castiel.
"What the hell are you two doing out here?" he asked looking over at Alfie who couldn't keep from smiling fondly at the amount of concern in those bright green eyes.
"Balls...is that Samuel?" Bobby grumbled. Alfie looked over and watched the Alpha shove the unconscious man onto his back.
"Yes. Dean...he fucking tried to mark Alfie..." Castiel spat with disgust. Dean shook his head almost violently, pushing Cas back gently to stare into his face.
"Wait...what?" Dean asked. Alfie wrapped his arms around himself and nodded when those green...now glowing with gold eyes found his again.
"I needed some air...and for some reason found myself in our clearing. I think the baby needed to connect with Benny...I know I shouldn't have been out here but I figured Benny was close...but he was knocked out by him," Alfie explained jerking his head at the Alpha.
"Benny's hurt? Michael, Keelie...go check on him...and make sure Crowley is still in that damn hole," Dean growled. The two Alpha's still in wolf form nodded their giant heads and Alfie watched as the both of them nuzzled at Castiel...needing reassurance that their brother was safe. Castiel smiled at them, running his fingers over their muzzles before they took off running.
"So I'm guessing Samuel chased you?" Dean asked, his tone softening. Alfie nodded and chewed on his lip.
"He said some...disgusting things and tried to mark me...I don't know why when it wouldn't mean much..." Alfie said with a hard sigh. There was a howl in the distance and Alfie jumped. They turned to see John and Rufus coming towards them...their Conri freezing at the sight of Samuel.
"What the hell happened to him?" he asked with wide eyes. Dean's face beamed with pride and pointed a little smugly at Castiel. John laughed and shook his head.
"I've been dying to do that for years...good job Castiel. But...really though...what happened?" John asked, trying but failing to keep the smirk off his face. Dean gave him a quick cliff notes version of what Alfie had said; their Conri lost all humor in his eyes at the end.
"I was praying it wouldn't be him...Dean...this is going to kill your mother," John said quietly, kneeling down next to Samuel's still form, "We need to move quickly...Rufus and I will move Samuel to the meeting hall. Dean get them back to the house, whatever Alpha is left, needs to keep guard. We don't know what this...asshole has been saying. Then I need you to grab your mother, Sammy, Kevin, Julian and Pam. Once Michael is back, he needs to be there as well...Keelie...I need her to make a batch of that stuff Naomi used... I want Benny to stay close and watch the house. Let's move everyone," John ordered. Dean nodded quickly and grabbed for Castiel's hand before coming closer to Alfie.
Dean watched Alfie slip into the house and turned towards Cas who was staring up at the moon with a grim face. Once he was close enough, he wrapped his arms tightly around his mate, sniffing deeply at his scent. Cas hummed softly and melted back into him, his head tilting to give him more room to nip at.
"Gods Cas...if we had time right now," Dean growled into his ear. Cas laughed softly, turning those electric blue eyes to stare up at him. Dean grinned and nipped at his neck again up to his ear lobe.
"I always knew you were a little bad ass...I should be mad at you...for sneaking out and exerting yourself...but damn I can't deny how amazingly sexy you are," Dean moaned and Cas shuddered against him.
"Dean...you can't work me up like this..." Cas whined making Dean chuckle in his ear. He could feel his eyes dilating as the scent of his slick permeated the air. His dad would understand him being a little late...right?
"Meet me in our room...I'll be there in a sec...go," Dean whispered, smacking his ass hard when he didn't move right away. Cas playfully glared at him and slipped into the house. Dean swallowed hard and tried to keep himself in check just enough to make sure things were taken care of.
He was beginning to pace on the porch when he froze, staring hard at the surprising form of Gordon. Dean had been so lost in his head space he hadn't even noticed the rogue approaching the house. He looked so grief stricken and exhausted.
"Dean...I understand if you don't want me here...but...John informed me what's been going on around here just now. I was...asking him if there was any leads on Bela...or if there was something I could do to help. He told me to come ask you..." He said slowly. Dean nodded and beckoned him closer. Gordon relayed all that he had learned and Dean filled in the pieces. The rogue stood there for a moment in silence before he was rubbing his face.
"I...I am so sorry Dean...I should have tried to talk to you calmly..."
"Honestly, I would have done the same thing...if anything had happened to Cas...I would kill first. So I can't blame you...but we could use your help. I need someone to watch the pit...whoever is working against us is going to try and break Crowley out," Dean said.
"I'm your man...when this...blows over. I want to join the pack officially," Gordon stated. Dean smiled big and nodded, shaking his hand tightly.
He watched as his new friend disappeared into the tree line in the direction of their pit when Keelie, Michael and a stumbling Benny made their way to the house. The second they reached the porch his 2nd began to sputter out apologizes, Dean held up a hand to quiet him.
"Don't... no one is blaming you for what happened. I think only my dad was suspicious of Samuel...then again he's suspicious of almost everyone now...anyway. Keelie, my dad needs you to make a mixture of that stuff Naomi used on you and Cas...do you know what was in it?" Dean asked. Benny gave him a nod and moved to stand on the other side of the porch. Keelie visibly flinched at the memory but nodded, quickly entering the house without another word. Michael sighed heavily as he watched her go, his tired eyes meeting Dean's.
"And for me?" Michael said with a little laugh. Dean nodded and shared the tired sentiment...
"My dad wants you at the meeting hall...everyone's make their way over. This is a mess Michael...we're getting attacked on every side..." Dean sighed, all humor rushing out of him in a rush. The other Alpha nodded and clapped him on the shoulder before heading towards the hall. Dean nodded to himself and hurried inside. All the messages were delivered and he had just enough time...
It didn't take long for him to race up the stairs and crash into their room. A long growl left his throat as he caught the sight of his very delicious mate, moaning wantonly on the bed, his hips rutting against a pillow. Dean had a split second to wonder if he was in heat but that was just stupid.
"Dean..." Cas growled at him. Dean nearly ripped off his clothes on his way towards their bed. The heavy scent of his mate was wrapping around him like a blanket and he wanted more of it. Once he was completely divested of his clothes, he crawled onto the bed behind Cas.
"Want you so bad Alpha," Cas moaned, the words damn near ripping the wolf right out of his chest. He growled a warning and Cas gave him a sneaky grin, his own eyes glowing with his animal.
"Cas...I can't...fuck...You're going to kill me," Dean said through clenched teeth, his voice dropping an octave or two. Cas whined under him and pushed his ass against his throbbing cock. Before Dean was totally sucked into his animal side, he dipped down, dragging his tongue almost roughly across his mate's hole.
"Dean...please!" Cas cried, jerking his hips back to get more. Dean grinned at his needy Omega, biting down hard on an ass cheek before shoving his tongue deep into him. He was sure Cas was aware of it by now but...he selfishly would shift just his tongue to reach that deep part of him. Cas was shaking with need by the time he pulled his face away, lapping up the mess he was making on the back of his thighs.
"Shhh...baby I need you to hear me...I know you need it...but..." Dean said and his eyes rolled back into his head when Cas growled deep in his throat.
"Fuck me Dean...I can't ride you...I'm too heavy. I'll tell you if it's too much," Cas panted. Dean nodded and leaned back a bit. His hands grabbed his mate's perfect ass and pulled the cheeks apart before shoving his throbbing cock into him. He couldn't help but moaning loud at the obscene sound it made when they were finally connected.
"Ooooh gods yes!" Cas cried, shoving his head into the pillow. Dean almost roared at that, his hips finding an almost bruising pace as he fucked into him. It had been far too long since they'd been able to be together. Especially like this. And Dean was now convinced that he hadn't been the only one who needed it either. Cas was clawing at the bed, his pants and cries being muffled into the pillow. Dean never let up, their bodies pounding hard against each other. He nearly lost it when Cas started meeting him thrust for thrust, animalistc growls leaving both of their throats as the slapping of skin got louder.
Without any kind of warning, Cas's body started spasming under him as he came hard. His hole clenched almost painfully around him and Dean cried out as he came, filling his mate to the point it was dripping back out of him as he ground his hips into him. Cas was making a high pitched noise but his hips wouldn't stop rolling back against Dean's, milking him for every last drop.
"Dean...fuck...oh my gods...please don't pull out yet," Cas whimpered, his entire body jerking and pulling at his spent cock. Dean didn't even want too, he loved this...it felt too damn good to have his mate utterly debauched because of him. They were covered in sweat and both of them shivered when the cool air from their open window rolled along their skin. Cas was the first to laugh, collapsing on his side, dragging Dean down with him.
"You two OK?" Dean asked after a few minutes, his arms and legs wrapped around Cas to keep him warm. He couldn't stop nuzzling at his neck, sucking dark marks into his skin. Cas just hummed, melting back against him even further.
"We're just fine Dean..." Cas grinned, turning his face to kiss him softly. Dean smiled and pressed into it, his hand cupping the side of his face. He knew he had to get going...that his dad was waiting for him but he couldn't tear himself away. The warm press of Cas's body against his own was too damn addicting. His mate hummed softly against his lips as his fingers dragged down his arms and then his back.
"I don't want to leave," Dean groaned kissing along Cas's chin then jaw line to hid his face into his neck. Cas laughed softly, holding him tighter. The baby kicked and Dean gave a surprised laugh when he felt it.
"Peanut doesn't want you to leave either," Cas said with a knowing smile. Dean laughed and snuggled further into his mate. The second he left this bed...he knew he wouldn't get to be with Cas like this for a few days...he wanted to soak this feeling in as much as possible.
There was a familiar tingle on the back of his neck and Dean sighed petulantly against Cas's shoulder, "I have to go..." Dean grumbled. Cas rolled over and pressed his face into his chest, Dean smiled when he felt lips brush along his skin up to his neck.
"Come back soon, love you," Cas said sleepily. Dean pulled back slowly and peppered his face with little butterfly kisses before tucking him in with the blankets, knowing too well that he would get cold. Dean smiled easily when Cas murmured something, snuggling deeper into the blankets so that only the tip of his hair was visible.
"Love you too baby..." Dean whispered and left the room.
"Nice of you to join us Dean," John chuckled the moment Dean entered the hall. He smiled sheepishly and hurried over to his dad's side. It was overwhelming how relieved he was that John returned back to normal...he never noticed that his dad had been slowly changing. No one did, not even his mom. But now, after whatever it was reached it's peak...Dean went back and suddenly realized that their Conri's personality swing had started even before the Novak's came back.
Keelie was standing off to the side mixing something and she finally turned around to hand a bottle and dropper to John.
"I made it stronger than what my mother used...hopefully it'll get him talking sooner," Keelie said before dropping down in one of the chairs. Samuel grumbled something angrily behind his gag and Dean glared hard at the man. This was his grandfather...granted, he never got along with Samuel but still, they were family. John nodded and sighed heavily before turning to Mary who was staring at Samuel as well, hurt, confusion, hatred bled through her eyes as she stalked around the man.
Samuel had been dragged into the meeting hall and tied to one of their chairs. One of Bobby's handkerchiefs acted as a gag to keep the pissed off Alpha remotely quiet.
Dean pulled a chair closer and straddled it, leaning his arms on the backrest. Keelie was sitting close to him, her arms crossed over her stomach. John was staring at the mixture...contemplating his next course of action...or maybe just the plethora of questions he wanted to ask. Bobby, Rufus, Julian, Michael were all pacing the room, their eyes trained on the traitor. Sam was leaning up against the wall, his head down and extremely quiet. Kevin sat with his laptop out, being his usual twitchy nervous self.
John gave a curt nod to Pam who was standing close by with her bag just in case they got a little...carried away. She cut off the gag tied around Samuel's mouth and before he could even speak, John let a drop of the mix hit his arm and he howled.
"You're going to answer our questions...if you even try to disobey...I'll dump this on you...then in your mouth," John said calmly. Samuel sucked in a breath and agreed with a grunt. Pam poured some water on the poison and the wolf relaxed.
"Let me guess...your first question will be...oh I know...who do you work for!" Samuel laughed and shook his head. Mary covered her mouth and turned away from him, Dean wanted to reach out to take her hand but thought better of it. She was trying to not break...and him trying to comfort her would only break the wall she was building up.
"We'll get to that...I want to know why you betrayed us? Your family..." John asked. Samuel barked out a laugh and glared up at John with heated eyes.
"You're not my family John...none of you Winchester's are," he spat. Dean felt his eyes shift and had to grab at his little brother's arm to keep him from flying at Samuel.
"You are our grandfather! How are we not family!" Sam shouted. Dean looked up at his brother and sighed...Sam was the only one who felt any kind of closeness with the man...hell he'd been named after him. Samuel glanced at him but quickly diverted his eyes.
"Only by blood...I have never felt a kinship with any of you...not after what William did to me..." Samuel growled. John bristled at the mention of his own grandfather...Dean and Sam never got to know the man...they had been babies when he died. But everything they heard from Daniel had been that he was a hard ass and because of him, Henry wanted to change their laws and how the pack was essentially run...especially regarding Omega's.
"And what exactly did he do to you?" John asked. Samuel looked over at Mary and shook his head.
"He's the reason why my mate was killed..."
"What? You told me my mother died in an accident," Mary said coming around to face her father. Samuel sighed and for the first time he looked regretful.
"From the moment you were born, Deanna knew you were going to be an Omega...I don't' know how but she just did. You were only a month old and she was still very weak when William pushed for the last attack. He was demanding that every Alpha must be there. I begged him to let Deanna stay back...but he wouldn't listen...she was an amazing fighter and one of his top planners. She agreed before I could even talk her out of it...she was one of the first ones killed in that attack...and William could care less. All that mattered to him was that we supposedly won," Samuel growled out.
"That's why you never approved of my mating with John..." Mary said, anger still laced in her voice but it was softer now.
"That among so many other reasons...but your...obsession with him never faltered...no matter how hard I tried to prove to you he wasn't good enough. The only reason why I stayed for so long... was because Henry promised protection...especially for the Omegas. I'm the last Campbell...if I had left with you, who knows what would have happened to us," Samuel explained. He looked up at his daughter with a type of far away look...like she was the only person in the room. Dean knew if things had been different, Mary would have gone to him to console him that she was safe. But now, she only looked at him with pure disgust.
"You're right father...you are the last Campbell," Mary spat out and strode up up John. Samuel growled low in his throat when she kissed their Conri just out of spite. Dean felt the corner of his mouth rise up into a half smile.
"So you hate the Winchesters...so much so you are willing to watch them be murdered. I'm assuming that you are in fact, in league with the same women who have a grudge on them as well?" Julian asked in calm tone.
"My vengeance is my own..."
"He's lying..." Dean's head popped up to see both of the psychics staring hard at Samuel. Though it was Keelie who spoke, Pam must have felt the same thing. Samuel smiled darkly at the Shaman and ticked his tongue.
"We all know you are worthless...couldn't even help your poor pathetic brother," Samuel chuckled. Before Dean could stop her Keelie was on him, her claws digging straight into his throat.
"I don't need my fucking visions to know you're full of shit," she snarled. Dean sat back as John's hand calmly rested on her shoulder, pulling her back slowly. Samuel coughed as the air wheezed back into his lungs, his eyes glowing dark when he looked up at them.
"Oh yes, your judge of character is always spot on isn't it sweet heart? But let me guess, you can't see anything about me without a little bit of help can you? The only person you can even link to in this room is Dean. I doubt he'd even be able to handle all the chaos that flies around in that pretty little head of yours," Samuel laughed. Keelie took in a deep calming breath and shot a quick glance at Pam.
"Maybe I can't see things that involve you specifically...but she can," Keelie growled out and moved out of the way. Samuel bellowed out a shout as the other psychic pushed her hand against his collar bone. She gasped loudly and Keelie reached out for her hand, steadying her with the thrum of her own power. Dean swallowed hard and rose up to his feet, moving closer to his parents.
The air in the room was getting thicker, the hairs on their arms were standing on end. Samuel was breathing heavily, sweat dripping steadily down the side of his face as if he was fighting tooth and nail to keep the two women out of his head. In the end it was useless, the Alpha completely deflated and his eyes rolled back into his mind.
Keelie turned those glowing silverish eyes towards him and held out her hand. Dean hesitated but came willingly knowing that his Shaman would never cause him harm intentionally. He wrapped his slightly trembling fingers around hers and stifled a cry as his head exploded with images.
"Why on earth would I want to help you? Because of you and your family...I lost my mate!" Samuel shouted. The woman standing before him just smiled as she stalked around him, her long brown hair rustling in the gentle wind.
"Because your hate for the Winchesters nearly equates to mine...I want my daughter back...you want what is rightfully yours...and I can give it to you," she said softly. Samuel glanced around at the snarling members of her pack. They weren't like anything he had ever seen...and the stench...it nearly made him vomit.
"And how the hell would you even know what I want?"
"Because I've made it my duty to know...I know everything Samuel. How your father lost the pack to William...how your own daughter chose a Winchester over you...and how you'll have to suffer another Winchester being King instead of you...you help me...we can change that. Everyone will grovel at your feet..." she said, her voice sending chills down his spine. Samuel closed his eyes and groaned with pleasure at that thought alone.
"When do we start?" he asked. Eve smiled brightly, almost child like at him.
"It's already begun...my son's turn is panning out beautifully and with the Novak's out of the way...Lilith will be taking her turn sending in her little present for the now lonely little Dean..."
"And what do I have to do?"
"Be my eyes and ears. And if you're willing...just one little extra thing...get rid of that old man Daniel. I don't care how...he has something that I'll be needing...and he's in my way. Other than that, be patient and watch everything unfold before you. When the time comes...I will call on you," she said. Samuel gave her a quick nod, yelping with surprise when the girl grabbed his shirt to pull him down in a kiss.
"We'll see each other soon Conri," she purred before sauntering off into the shadows.
"You Son of a Bitch!" Dean screamed once his hand was released and the vision stopped. Keelie quickly grabbed Pam and moved her off to the side. Dean was breathing heavily and it was taking everything to not let out his Wolf to tear this man apart. He felt hands on his arms and he growled loudly. Samuel stared up at him, his own chest heaving with each breath.
"You killed him...you fucking killed Daniel! And what was your turn? What did she call for you to do huh?!" Dean shouted. He heard several gasps but he ignored them. Samuel kept his mouth closed, Dean's inner wolf roared with glee when the Alpha's shirt was ripped open and the poison was splashed on his chest.
"Fuck! Turning the hunters against you wasn't enough for her...she wanted to watch the two of you tear each other apart!" Samuel yelled, his body writhing with pain. Dean stilled in his fight and shot a panicked look at his dad. John was staring at the floor, his face scrunched up.
"What did you do to us?" Dean growled out.
"I did nothing to you Dean...I only had to rely on that lovely natural Winchester rage in you...your father here, needed some prodding. She gave me some kind of tonic that released his well built walls. It took a long time...but it finally crumbled. And it would have worked out flawlessly...if it wasn't for that bitch," Samuel gasped out through clenched teeth. Dean followed his eyes to see him glaring at Keelie.
"You...you wanted us to loose the baby?" Dean asked tightly. He shouldn't have been surprised...he should have counted on this man being that heartless. But seeing him nod shocked him to the bone and he almost flew at him again. Keelie made a move towards him but the one person he never expected was gripping Samuel's chin with one hand, the bottle in the other.
"What is their next move?" Mary snarled just a mere few inches away from his face.
"This..." Samuel whispered, a smile breaking out on his face when the first gun shot exploded into the night air. The blood in Dean's veins ran cold and every Alpha in the room met each others eyes in fear. Mary let out a cry and dumped the entire bottle into her father's mouth. He started to scream and Mary just backed away with tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Dean..." John whispered and Dean swallowed hard...none of them knew what to do...do they go outside and possibly get ambushed? Dean closed his eyes, just the thought alone of what was happening made his heart clench painfully. Broken, scared howls began to fill the air and he was suddenly racing outside with the others.
Everything slowed down...there were over a dozen men and women surrounding the main house, all with some kind of gun pointing straight at it. Benny was standing at the door, half his body already phased and snarling. Some even had torches in their hands, slowly inching towards the house. Dean shouted and a man he had vaguely seen before when he was younger turned towards them. He was about the same age as Benny and didn't look like the typical hunter. While the others had on loose fitting clothes, this man was in a suit. His jacket had been taken off and the crisp white of his shirt made his skin seem even darker. But this man was clearly in charge...he raised up his hand to halt everyone from moving closer. John grabbed his elbow to pull Dean behind him and this time he didn't argue. He could feel Cas's panic surging through him and if he wasn't careful, he could set them all off to shoot through the walls.
"Stop...please...don't do this," John pleaded, holding out his hands in surrender. The man raised his chin and gave side glances to the other wolves standing behind them.
"We're not attacking!" he heard Bobby call out, his own panic rising in his voice.
"Victor...please...you know us...we've never broken the treaty..." John begged. The man, Victor, scoffed and raised up his own gun, aiming it straight at John. Dean growled and his father kept him still.
"Explain the growing number of bodies then! The death of several of other hunters!" Victor shouted. The other hunters all nodded and shouted out their own disbelief's.
"We aren't the ones responsible for that! We have never hurt another human being...we hunt on our land and only our own! Your hunters attacked us first...my wolf was only trying to get our people out!" John countered. Victor's arm faltered and finally lowered but he still stared at them with doubt.
"Then who is?" he asked.
"It's a very long story...and I will be happy to explain everything...but please...we have three pregnant wolves...and one who is close. May my son and healer please go inside to check on them?" John asked, his fingers pressing firmly into Dean's pulse point. He got the message clearly and held his breath. Victor gave a curt nod and turned towards the others, yelling for them to stand down. Several bit back but Victor just got louder. Dean nodded his thanks and tore towards the house, nearly ripping the door off the hinges. Pam was close behind, her attentions instantly going towards Alfie who was whimpering softly on the couch. Castiel was trying to soothe a very frightened Anna, her head tucked under his chin as his hands rubbed her arms and back. Dean hurried over to them and his hand cupped his mate's cheek. Cas sighed and nuzzled into it, looking up at him with hard eyes.
"Where's Charlie?" Dean asked softly. Anna made a small noise at the mention of her mate and Dean wanted to comfort her but after her mind had been broken, she didn't like to be touched by just anyone.
"She's watching the back door...Dean...what the hell is going on? We were already on edge because of Samuel...and then someone started shooting. Benny told us to get on the ground and slammed the door shut...is he OK?" Castiel asked. Dean nodded and let out a breath...everyone was safe.
"Hunters...dad got them to stand down enough for us to come inside...if we're lucky we may be able to get them fight with us," Dean said softly. Castiel's eyes flashed and hardened even more, his mouth set in a grim line. Dean knew there was something he wanted...needed to say but his mate chose to stay quiet.
"You need to be out there then...don't even try to argue with me. Go," he ordered and Dean couldn't help but smile. He leaned in and gave him a firm kiss, both of them moaning quietly at the contact. Anna giggled below them and Dean flushed while his Omega just grinned at him.
"Love you," Dean mouthed and turned to hurry back outside.