In front of them are countless rows of wolves, foxes and a handful of other breeds. Behind them Jason walks with another Jackal, his hand always on his side arm as he watches the colorless in front of him. He like the pure breed Jackals are prepared if any decide to escape or wander off from the winding path. A few try only to feel a bullet rip through their bodies before they're thrown off of the side of one of the various cliffs. After a few meet their deaths the rest stick tightly to the paths afraid of what the jackals might do.

At night they are herded together like cattle into small groups with a few being lucky enough to have a fire to keep them warm in the early spring nights. By the second week of walking Alfred can feel the nausea again and while he tries his hardest to keep down what little they give him it is soon up in the bushes or rocks near the trail. One of his mates stays close by to pull him back if one of the Jackals look their way. At first he tries to hide it but as they reach a woody path the bile shoots up in his throat quickly. "Fuck." He manages racing to a nearby tree before any of his mates can stop him.

"The fuck are you doing Pork Chop?" Jason growls out as he pushes away the Omega's mate so he can grab Alfred's shoulder. "I said stay on..." He stops seeing the Omega start to dry heave as he falls to his knees. "Really?"

Alfred spits hoping he's done for the moment. "Yeah and I'm still on the path so leave me alone."

"I swear if you get any on my shoes I'll fucking kill you." Jason mumbles once Alfred stands up again. "Now back in line."

His eyes are bloodshot but he doesn't say a word as he wipes his mouth with his sleeve. It's only when the Alpha takes his arm that he glares back. "What?"

With gun in hand Jason can't help but take advantage of his power over the group. "You know if you're sick I can put you out of your misery now. I mean no need to get all the way to the camp just to have you die a day or two later. What would be the point?" He looks back at the three mates with a smirk. "I'm sure they wouldn't want to see you waste away."

Alfred pulls his hand away wanting nothing more than to hit the Alpha in the face. "I'm not sick."

"Could have fooled me, Pork Chop." Jason says egging him on more. "And it would be a quick painless death so you won't have to,"

"I'm pregnant." Alfred says simply before walking away to join his mates. He takes back his son as the three circle him.

Back by the tree Jason watches as his friend joins him. "Perhaps we should let them go..." The Jackal says watching the taller man telling by the look on Jason's face that the younger man is torn. "We could say they over powered us."

Jason shakes his head as he starts to walk again. "It wouldn't work like that Toris and you know it." Normally the half breed doesn't bother to learn the names of people knowing that like everyone else in his life will leave in time. But with Toris and his mate waiting for him back at the camp he's made an exception. "He'll have to stay or it'll be our heads on the chopping block."

With a sigh Toris nods. "I'd say we could run off too but I know what they'd do to your mate..."

"Exactly so what's the life of a few when it could save mine and my babe? Not to mention his kid. So I have my whole fucking family to think about here."

Again Toris lets out a sigh. "Are you sure you're not letting history repeat itself?"

"I'm not my father." Jason growls out seeing Allistor turn his head back. "Eyes up front Ginger."

Once Allistor looks back Toris shakes his head. "Same jade eyes."

"What?"

Toris picks up his pace hoping to give a few clues that the tan skinned half breed has missed in the past few weeks. "Only one clan I know has eyes that green and tattoos like that...I've seen it one other time and in fact I think you have too."

"You're full of shit." Jason says walking past the brown haired man. "You always have been." He snaps as the sun starts to set. Above a sea of stars litter the sky as a handful of fires start to blanket the ground. He spots the four men huddled together next to a tiny fire. "Hey Pork chop." He says seeing Alfred's shoulders flinch. It doesn't faze him as he pulls out a small bag. He pulls out a random piece of dried meat and pops it into his mouth before tossing it to the Omega. "Go nuts."

Slowly he picks it up feeling that it's a trap before sniffling it. "What is it?"

"Smells like rabbit." Alfred answers, handing it to the Fox. "What do you think?"

"If we die then we die together." The fox answers, taking a bite. "Yeah it's rabbit."

As the bag is passed around Alfred glances over at the Jackal. Even in the dim light Alfred can tell the Alpha is avoiding eye contact with him. "Here kid finish off the bag."

"Hmm?" Alfred turns back as Abel crams the bag back into his hands. "Oh no I'm not hungry..."

"I know just eat it anyway." Abel looks over but unlike his canine companions his eyes pick up everything in the low light. He watches the other Jackals as they mock the other groups yet their two guards keep their distance even from the other Jackals. "We might have a way out if we buy our time..." He whispers until seeing the shorter Jackal shoved to the ground. "Fuck..."

"What?"

"Keep your head low kid and don't look back." Abel says pulling Alfred's attention away incase the Jackals turn their attention to them. "They're like Coyotes if you're not high ranking you're treated like shit."

"All clans can be the same way."

"True but I don't think most clans will kill lower ranking members if they don't follow orders."

Allistor's eyes shift around. "Ours are low ranking?"

"Yeah."

"Think we can use that to our advantage?"

This time Gilbert answers. "I don't think we have to answer that but for the time being we have to...buy our time."

Alfred wraps his arms around his stomach as he lets out a sigh. "How long are you thinking?"

None want to answer him as they watch the fire. "At least a few months..." Abel finally answers as the fire starts to die out. "But no more than a few years..."

Alfred shakes his head. "We'll see about that."