Vilja Chapter 14
Auðit - Fated

As long as she continued to search her memories, the harder they were to grasp. Like the fading light of an afternoon, they kept slipping from her.
Ulmer had illuminated a perspective she had, frankly, considered impossible. The Gods. More specifically Odin.

"I seen them, just over t'the side. They put back on der swan clokes 'nd flew east of the sun 'nd west of the moon. Odin ultimately decides who lives 'nd who dies on the battlefield, they are only his servants." Ulmer said, using his hands vigorously to explain himself

"It was hardly a battlefield Ulmer, just two Omegas trying to kill another."

"Yas, maybe, but yar the Supreme Alpha's Omega! He's a warrior of Odin, the Bakugou clan 'ave been servin' Odin for thousands of years!"

Big and bruttish, the Beta didn't seem the type to fit to standard. It was only his docile nature and undying allegiance to Katsuki that made any sense of his second gender.
All she could do when they spoke of the Gods was listen and hope to find some sort of middle ground.

"Odin has picked you two for somethin' and when those Omega tried t'kill ya, they started a battle. Odin. He is the God of the outsiders, and he has takin' a linkin' t'ya!"

Ochako's limit for the pagan Gods drowned and floundered while confusion raged.

"But, Ulmer. I… I don't believe," she started.

"Yar not believin' has nut'in t'do with the Gods." He huffed, accent thick with passion.

A scent hit the air and made all her hairs stand on end. The skin on her arm tightened from the Beta's smell. It was the most intense citrus aroma, one that had always been in the background, like a gray hazy on a dreary, wet winter's day.
Random contemplation hit her like his pheromones, maybe she should be taking her suppressants?
The sudden explosion of his personal fragrance was a message. This man lived his life by the Norse culture, he would die on this hill. He saw what he saw, she could never convince him otherwise.

But still, angel women?

"I'm sorry Ulmer, I meant no offense"

"It's 'K Mærr, yar meant no harm. But ya need to heed my warnin'... somethin's up with ya bein' here, 'nd that fate is wrapped up in our Alpha."

"That I do believe Ulmer. Just the other night I had a dream about…"

She was stopped short of her sentence, a strong flavour tickled her tongue.

"Mærr," Eijiro was back. Clearly cutting her off and in need of her attention.

Physically she felt Ulmer fade from her space. When Katsuki was not around, the authority fell to Eijiro. Her own body flipped a switch, purring at the Alpha's call of her name. A deep fear and guilt shot through her. This was how Katsuki made her feel in the beginning. It felt so long ago, and that feeling faded alongside the memory.

No, had it started again so soon?

"Yes Eijiro?"

"Come, I need t'tell ya something from the Alpha," get said, barely making eye contact.

The cold exterior he presented made her shiver. She had come to know Eijiro, he made her comfortable in a strange and scary place. She considered him a great friend. Their current stance with each other left her feeling icy and empty. A safety net was being tugged from under her and the thick tension that followed was unbearable and completely baffling.
Doing as she was told, she followed behind him obediently to a quiet, concealed corner of the complex. Suddenly, like he could not take it anymore, he stopped and turned to her, stepping in close.

"The Alpha has sent word, we are leaving for your family's estate, Steborneas soon as he returns."

Suffocating rusted metal licked at her senses. His scent was consuming, powerful and it as furiously tugging at her internal Omega. The smell of the Alpha before her, made her body cramp and ache.

"When will…" she managed to say in a breathy tone. "He be back?"

Expanding her natural rhythms, the man growled in such a low vibrations she barely made out a sound at all. Her focus dropped off exponentially and she wriggled up against a wall. Completely out of her control, she let out a small wail and began whimpering at the intense pounding of Eijiro's hormones.

"Tomorrow, or the next day"

"Eijiro...I…"

His hand slammed beside her head against the thick stone wall.

"I can't stop it. I'm sorry, ya just smell, so...fuckin' good. Such a sweet little Omega. Yar ljómi is overwhelmin' my Alpha,'' he growled, while inhaling deeply around her scent gland.

Intense pressure began inside her, knotting her organs. She had to gain their control back, this wasn't right. He was sending her mad.

"Eijiro, are you coming to rut?"

The strain in his face to the blunt question was the only answer she needed. Had her heat begun and she didn't even notice? Sending the Alpha into a carnal spin.

"Get a grip on yourself Eijiro! If Katsuki finds you like this…"

"I know! I'm full of skömm, and I feel traitorous enough, I don't need ya addin' t'it"

This time, she breathed in hard. His pheromones gave away his feelings. The strong smell was indicative of his arousal, but she also smelt the shame he held for his current state. Eijiro was Katsuki's most loyal pack member, even now in the depths of his internal and naturally formidable struggle, he thought only of his Alpha.

She was starting to understand his plight, as her own body gained traction. Spewing out her scent and making her squirm under Eijiro's barrage. Her ugent need for the suppressants was exploding. She cursed herself for skipping the dose.

"It's ok, you can't help it…"

Wanting desperately to beg him, she bit back on her tongue. She only wanted to make him stop. But the begging she wanted to participate in, might exhilarate the Alpha inside him further. She could not hold him off if his resolve broke, her own inner beast would surely take over. It was hard enough keeping her own animalistic urgency at bay.

"I can't! I'm just órikr!"

She groaned, raising her hands to try and comfort him. All it did was light him into action. His face buried into her wrists, covering his skin in her scent. The intoxicated pressure on her swollen glands made the mewing louder. Which further encouraged him.

"Stop… Eijiro"

"Little Omega…"

"Please, don't make me beg," she said with a hushed weightiness. "I won't be able to…"

Nothing seemed like it was going to stop him. His pelvis began rocking up against her, pushing and pinning her to the wall. All the while his growing cock massaged her thumping cunt. It was only when his rubbing on her wrists turned to nipping did she finally find the right word to say.

"Svarði!"

Eijiro stopped at the sound of what was promised to Katsuki, blurted out in his own language. Physically and emotionally withdrawing from her, he backed up. covering his face and proceeding to rub his skin hard.

"Mærr," he whimpered. "I'm so sorry!"

Naturally she reached out to comfort him. But he hissed her advances away.

"It's ok Eijiro, I know it was only…"

"It's not just my rut, my Alpha, I've struggled from day einn." He began. "I wanted to beiða, beg him t'bond ya! But he would 'ave known why I begged!"

Her hands found the cold stone behind her while she pressed herself up hard against it. Cooling off her heated up body, gave her mind a chance to think clearly. The big breath in was littered with whimpers as she tried to take it all in.

"If he finds out I've been hidin'... somethin' like this,"

"He doesn't need to know Eijiro. But you need to get a grip on yourself."

Oh lord, she hoped she was right. She was sure, however, if he found out Eijiro acted this way, blood would need to be spilt.

"Once he is bonded t'ya Ochako, I won't have these feelin's or urges anymore," Eijiro said, removing his hands.

A stoic look had frozen his handsome face in place. It seems he had dissociated from the overwhelming feelings. A safe choice for an Alpha on the verge of his rut.
Her own heart was still thumping, her body worked up beyond regression.

The tall red headed Norse man shuddered and winced. "I need to go Mærr, before I do something that gets us both killed"


Even the pounding of the horses movements weren't enough to distract him. The burning sensation was something he had never experienced before. Like a dull ache that had caught fire, filling every crevasse in his body. He knew.

His little Omega needed him.

A pre-heat so strong, nothing could keep him from getting to her. He would arrive just after nightfall, leaving behind his other pack members to bring back their hunting spoils. Deeming it a success, he felt un-torn about racing back to his perfect little kitten.

Hours after first sensing her distress, his worn body and the exhausted horse trotted through the front of the Saxon hold. It would appear the omega had wanted them he would be returning earlier than the rest. Two beta pack members met him at the stables and took his horse and items.

"Where is she?"

"We've locked her in the lord's tower, Alpha. She's not taken her suppressants" One of the men started.

Large, heavy footprints were heard from the side of the group. Then the wave of burnt leather hit, like a wall of heat. His huge, red headed subordinate came into view from the shadows. A fire lightening only the side of his face.

"She's been sendin' us all t'rut," Eijiro said.

Something he had never felt sparked his already flared temperament.

"Ya included?" Katsuki growled, stepping toward his oldest friend.

"Já. Alpha, I was the one who locked her in there," His words were low, like his eyes.

Of course, the stubborn bikkja hasn't been taking her suppressants. A sudden sight of her in his mind, one of her pissy and plunging further into her heat. It amused him, but more so it made his cock swell. Enough talking, he needed to get to her.

"She would 'ave loved that, I better go find the Omega before she drepa us all,"

"Alpha…"

For a moment it seemed the lower Alpha was going to grab his arm. Katsuki flashed his canines, making his second in command think differently about his actions. Billowing around him came distinct scents, Eijiro was in the midst of the strongest rut he had ever smelt. However, there was more to it.

"Alpha please! Yar must þekkjast..."

"Don't beiða Eijiro. Stjórna!" Katsuki boomed. "Gøra sik djarfan!"

Eijiro physically reacted to his Alpha's command, no more able to act than an infant. Clawing at his face and arms to stop himself from speaking further. An obvious skömm falling over his psyche.

"Yar swore svarði t'me. Remember that Eijiro? Do yar?" Katsuki boomed.

"Já, Alpha," He said bowing his head. "My oath still stands"

Then it hit him, the guilt and shame he smelt coming through his receptors. What had Eijiro done?

"What have ya done?"

The accusation hit, the strangest retaliation presented itself in the Lesser Alpha's body language. He stood up tall, facing his supreme commander. Eyes boring into Katsuki like a surge of a vengeful ocean storm. Guilt and shame had deteriorated.

"Nothin'! I have done naught! But if yar don't bond t'her Katsuki, one of us will sleppa! We will hurt her," He stated, voice steady and strong. "Yar must!"

Words swirled inside his mind, yet he was unable to align them into a cohesive thought. Eijiro was changed, something had gotten a hold of him. To all of his Alpha it seemed. Rage bubbled, spitting up his throat. Fist balled into furious tension.

"Lúta! Stjórna!"

Standing strong, deep red eyes penetrating his Alpha's gaze. Briefly, Katsuki figured his subordinate was not going to obey him, even when he had every single time before. While he rolled his choices of the next course of action, Eijiro bent, taking a knee before his Hǫfðingi.

"I made svarði to yar Katsuki Bakugou, I have served ya most of my life. I know she is fated to yar. But, I care far the Mærr, I will always keep her heill. Even if it's from yar own indecision!" Eijiro said, eyes never leaving his Alpha's.

Words had never impacted so fiercely before. He trusted Eijiro. He respected him. He had considered the two getting close to be troublesome. But now, he wasn't so sure. The burning desire, the protectiveness in his Lesser Alpha made him reconsider. Katsuki felt eyes on the scene, his pack watching with gripped attention. He must act.

"Yar will pay for this insubordination Eijiro, for now I have an Omega t'attend ta. Get them ready t'move by the time this fucking meat arrives." He said, walking past the kneeling Alpha. "Do I make maself clear?"

"Til víss, fyrir víst,"

"Perfect. Now get the fuck out of my sight, I don't want t'see ya until we leave for Steborneas hold"


Tugging at her control, the Omega inside grabbed a hold of her organs and squeezed. Urging her to cry out again. All she could do was obey.

"Alpha… Please," She cried out as she heard keys unbolting multiple locks.

All to get to her, his fury and need wafted from under the heavy wooden door. Her Alpha.
The last lock gave him a bit of grief, with a few bangs of his fists and hissing cuss words. He opened it. A crashing tidal wave of pheromones surrounded her, constricting her body and making her scream out for him louder than before. All that frustration built up more craving inside him, she could see it.

"Little kitten," He boomed, slamming the door behind him.

Swiftly his movements slowed and calm. Stalking her with his gaze, he started to circle the bed. "Yar be needin' somethin' from me?"

"Alpha," was all she could mew.

"Why haven't ya taken yar suppressants?"

"I want to… I want you to," She achingly replied.

Her tongue seemed to be paralysed as waves of pain shot through her, muscles convulsing and shivering. She was tumbling into her first ever unabated heat. Already, within hours she was struggling to make sense of anything but his scent and touch. But, alas she had not arrived yet to a stage she could bond with her Norse Alpha.

"Silly Saxon bitch, Yar need'ant stop taken ya suppressants, the whole pack out there are salivating over yar smell. I would still be able t'take ya for minn, even with the shitty herbs." he hissed, still encompassing her, body and soul.

"No, I have to, or we can't bond. The Saxon's suppressants, I had to"

"Are ya in yar full heat Omega?" He growled, kneeling onto the bed.

Bonding was all she had thought of, for what seemed like an eternity, as she quivered in pain. His suggestion that it was finally time made her insides twist and strangle themselves. A lethal towering body over her convinced her own body to curl up to him, pleading silently for release.

"Not yet… No"

Offering his wrists, immediately her Omega clawed at it. Licking up the sweet smelling sandalwood oils from his raised gland. Her eyes opened, watching a mounting bulge stretching his pants. Laboured sighs turned into a needy groan as her hand reached for his shaft.

"Mm, dirty little thing. Do ya want yar Alpha to make it all better?"

"Fill me Katsuki, I need it! Please!"

Twitching poked at her grip, his cock was throbbing hard at her filthy words.

"Let's see what we can do about the pain, little kitten," He purred, bending down to gently taste her lips.


Many times before she sat upon a horse, inside his huge hold, completely surrounded by his heat and scent. This time was different though, she knew, in days, maybe hours. She would finally be his. The pain would end and she would be filled with seed. On her way to being stuffed with pups.
The sweet, yearnful thoughts made her shiver. His grip tightened around her.

"Don't wake my Alpha, little kitten, I have no eljun left after last night."

"How do you think I feel? I need you Alpha. Why are we leaving now? Couldn't we have waited until I fell to my heat?"

"Nei, we must make our move," He rumbled softly to her.

The deep vibrations of his voice quenched her aching muscles. If he could just keep talking, holding her. She might make it. At least the rising cycle was keeping her thoughts from reducing her to a ball of anxiety over seeing her family once more.

"If you say so, my Konungr. " She purred, snuggling into his chest.

"Don't call me that, or ya'll get us killed for svik"

She couldn't even bring herself to chuckle at him and his unwillingness to accept he was truly her King. Instead she poke her head from outside his large arm barrier. Six Alphas, including Eijiro, who had not allowed himself within sensing distance of her. With the six Alpha, were ten other Beta pack members, all of them rode in front. Faces covered with a thick material, strong herbal paste smeared over it.

"Why are we so far behind Alpha?"

"Because ya fuckin' stink, they are havin' a hard time concentrating on my stjórna, let alone not mounting ya."

Cringing mentally at the thought of the men mounting her, her body wriggled with delight of being filled, mulitple times. Surely she would be pregnant then.

"This is the most ǫflugr heat I've ever witnessed, I sensed ya from miles away and ya not even in the midst of it yet. It can't be helped." Katsuki said.

"I have a recipe for an Alpha suppressant…"

"No!"

Instinctively she sunk back into his hold, the tone said it all.

"They need t'be alert, their senses need t'be with them"

"How come?"

"Because they are warriors, that's their ætla"

A weighted sense of dread fell over her, sinking down into her bones.

"Their purpose? What do you think their purpose is at my family's estate?"

"Hn."

"Alpha, I'm worried, I have a bad feeling about this," She whined.

Like a door being shut in her face, he scoffed at her.

"Don't worry little kitten, ya'll be stuffed and bred in no time"

Oddly, even to herself, the rest of the ride she remained silent. The images of being stuffed and bred surely helped with that. Besides the occasional whimper from the intense discomfort of her raging heat, intermediately she rocked the meat of her ass into his constant hard shaft. Gaining a nip and throat hold from him, whispers of disgustingly dirty things he would do to her only encouraged the bratty behaviour.

Hours had passed, the greenery and landscape evolved into increasingly similar patterns. Her memory stoked from the sights and sounds, she announced the estate was only over the next hill. Her voice seemed to evoke a climbing shared excitement. A pure thrill, the mixture of Alpha scents made her eyes roll back more than once. Katsuki hissing at her for soiling her panties in slick.

"I can't help it Alpha, I need you…"

"Soon," He grumbled, trembling his voice through her skin.

"The Mærr was right, I smell the smoke and shit of the Saxons," Eijiro said, mask removed and sniffing deeply into the air above him.

Katsuki pulled the horse to a stand still abruptly. Pushing her body forward until she caught herself on the thick muscular back of the horse.

"Stǫðva!"

Shivering from the directive of their Alpha, the Norse warriors stopped, all turning to face him.

"None of ya smell that?" Katsuki asked.

There that hanging dread was again, this time it crashed down into her chest, strangling her lungs.

"Smell what?" Ochako hissed.

Two black haired Norse Alphas took in deep breaths, inflating their chests completely. Their masks had been pulled away from their strong noses. Eyes widened as they looked at each other then to their Alpha.

"Death," one proclaimed.

The way she perceived time altered, she could make out shouting, and of course the horse barreling into action between her legs. However, the information streaming through her brain slowed. Eyes blinked at a sluggish rate. If only she had heeded her intuition earlier, she could have… What? what could she have done? What were they even charging into.
Her eyes honed in on the rolling hill. Another second and her house, the only home she had ever known, would come into sight. Battering escalated inside her chest. Her heart felt as if it would give out any moment. All the nagging feelings collapsed under the pressure of the reality around her.

He came into view. The Saxon Commander.

How could it. But shockingly it seems, time slowed to a standstill. The putrid Saxon man, accompanied by at least three hundred men, looked directly at her as the horses skidded still. The smirk he wore crowded his sickly face and made her want to attack it with her nails and teeth.
The words he spoke to Katsuki were blurred by the pounding of the blood in her ears. Her eyes darted around the area. Bodies, blood, fire. A rising sickness gurgled in her belly.

It was then she saw them.

Her parents. More descriptively, their severed heads on spears.

"Welcome home Miss Uraraka," The Saxon cunt spoke right at her.

Clenching muscles purged upward. Leaning over the horse, she emptied the contents of her stomach on the dirt road.
Laughter erupted from the British men.

"Ya, I know ya illi-ligr face" Katsuki growled.

"Yes, savage bastard. I am Stain, a Saxon Commander sent to take you and your attending scum down."

The crashing and booming of their voices penetrated through the fog that engulfed her. All she could do was raise a shaking arm, pointing to her descended family members.

"Katsuki, my Mother and Father," she managed to whimper.

"What?"

Uttering the words will seal the family's fate, a blood húsl.

A blood sacrifice, no, it couldn't be. It was her family the prophecy dictated all along.

"Ho, ho, ho, she's caught on quick. Mummy dear still has that terrified look in her eye, doesn't she pet?"

"Yar that fuckin' coward who ran, after I hata yar men, I remeber now!" Katsuki was off his horse.

Rising higher and higher, the excruciating screaming inside her head reached a peak.

"No, Katsuki!"

"The savage scum remembers, I told you both you would pay. That day has finally arrived." Stain shouted.

"Ya little piece of shit, hidden behind those ósterkligr, vesall excuse for men! Come out here and face me, one on one!"

"You think I'm a brain-dead imbecile? I saw what you did to my men, I think I have plenty of back up this time," He said, as he unwound his hand from his reins, showing off his small army of soldiers.

This time, the Saxon men outnumbered the Norse almost 20 to 1. Katsuki only laughed beside her. A strong hearty laugh, it erupted the men beside him too, who had already dismounted from their horses.
This formidable sound instantly broke the knot from her stomach, confidence built back up steadily in its wake.

"ENOUGH!" Stain screamed.

His hands grabbed for something behind him, a yelped sounded as a young woman appeared.

No.

She was sadly, fearfully mistaken. The true blood húsl was about to commence.

"Arleigh!" Ochako howled, tears immediately blurring her vision.

"Chako!"

"Let her go! She has nothing to do with this!"

A pain so hurtful, it made her crumble and scream for mercy, burnt through her.

"Oh but she does!" Stain maniacally laughed. "She has everything to do with this!"

The small Omega's vision zoned in on a new shiny silver blade being pressed into her sister's soft neck. A flick of the wrist, a pump of his arm and her little baby sister's neck was sliced open. Draining her of her blood in mere moments. A piece of her own mind broke off from her consciousness, shriveled and died.
Cracking ruptured through her, she lost all notion of control. Only fury prevailed. A large hand attempted to hold her still, but even he wasn't enough to stop the barrage of power sifting up through the ground and into her.

"Your traitorous family will be destroyed from this world, and the next!"

Giggling began from Slain, making her skin crawl. Eyes lifted, burning hatred fired at the only man she wanted to set alight and watch burn. A familiar face appeared behind him. One face that made even Katsuki bark beside her.

"Rana!" Eijiro shouted.

Flashes of thoughts, smells, sights, feelings, all solidified behind her mind's eye. Running pictures of a rock hurling for her head, shrieked and rocked her body alive.
A lasting shred of humanity, the remaining part of her that was Saxon finally snapped. A deadly fire raged, as her connection to Katsuki blazed brighter than ever before, she also felt the other six Alpha's life force ignite inside her.

Then, all at once, everything was shrouded in a brilliantly, scalding white light.