The Omega pulled back his long, silky locks exposing his neck to the Alpha. Castiel bent down and pressed his nose against the crook taking in the young man's scent. Cas gave his date the same privilege and Javier took the opportunity to nuzzle and sniff the Alpha's neck.

It was the gentleman's way of scenting an Omega in public. In private Cas would have buried his face between his date's legs and really enjoyed himself. Sex didn't always equate to love especially to an Alpha.

Even the teacher had difficulty fighting his urges. With no regular partner to bed, someone like Javier was the equivalent of a banquet set before him.

Rituals cultivated for centuries still held fast today. From the first spark of life to the grave your genetic makeup, hardwiring, social grooming and culture were the contributors to the way Alphas, Betas and Omegas interacted. It determined status, personal liberties, how laws and justice were doled out, how you were treated and how far one could go in life.

Unlike a large percentage of Alphas, most Beta males had better impulse control when it came to sex. Betas could simply masturbate to relieve their urges and survive quite well that way. Male Betas that actually produced viable sperm found inseminating someone was hit or miss and the sperm quality was generally low.

Females, all considered Betas, were either fertile or not. Carrying a fetus to full term was a crap shoot. If mated with an Alpha and if there was a viable pregnancy Beta females produced lovely babies. Still they weren't generally as desirable as an Omega.

Omegas were excellent breeders and produced exceptionally healthy children when mated with an Alpha. Unlike females they had actual heat cycles that could drive an Alpha mad with desire. Omegas aged better than Betas, had three holes to fuck and bonus male genitalia. They tended to be more attractive than Betas in general, having both masculine and feminine qualities.

An Omega was considered the best ride at the carnival.

…

There were a dozen or so couples at the tables set up in Spencer's expansive sun room. The guests had a dazzling view of the autumn colors through the glass surrounding them.

When the Novak family purchased the property back when Castiel was just a tot the area was up for grabs. Spencer had the forethought to purchase acreage all around them and as the neighborhood grew the family maintained their exclusive privacy.

Mateo complimented Spencer on his business acumen in thinking so far ahead. Property was an excellent investment.

Phyllis, seated next to Scotty could hardly stand to look at the Omega. She felt like an old nag next to the young, fit pretty boy.

Phyllis nodded toward Castiel, "I hope he finds my son to his liking. From an Omega's point of view what do you think of their chances together?"

Scotty noticed his step-son was hitting the booze heavily. Castiel wasn't much of a drinker so the Omega took that as a bad sign. Scotty knew Spencer didn't understand how complex his son was. Spencer lived in a black and white world while Cas saw everything as a rainbow of possibilities.

"I can tell you honestly that your son is perfection and any Alpha would be lucky to have him. As for Castiel he's in love with the idea of love. When the right male triggers all of Cas' instincts it will hit him hard. I see Cas as a loyal family man someday and that will be one lucky Omega."

Phyllis rolled her eyes, "I didn't ask for a speech I wanted to know if you felt my son will end up with Castiel."

"No."

Phyllis snapped, "What are you saying…Castiel is too good for my son?"

"No, I'm saying he's not right for Castiel."

…

Castiel was on his fourth brandy old fashion with extra fruit. Cas figured if he made a fool of himself it might scare off the pushy parents.

On Javier's part he was flirtatious and didn't mind crossing a few boundaries. He reached under the table and settled his hand between Castiel's open legs to massage his dick. Cas tried to stand but Javier squeezed a little tighter. The teen whispered in his ear, "I just want to feel what I'm getting" then nipped his earlobe.

The flustered Alpha whispered back, "You are a bad boy."

To make matters worse they were sitting at a table with Mateo and Spencer. Feeling the effects of the booze Cas decided to say whatever he wanted and blame it on the alcohol tomorrow.

He blurted out, "Why do you want me to date your son? I'm broke, living in my old bedroom at daddy's house and to be honest I'm strange. I still sing into a hairbrush when I'm alone or dance with an imaginary partner. I have nothing to offer except boredom, a crappy car and poverty."

Spencer slid down a bit in his chair wishing the world would swallow him up at that moment. "Please ignore my son. He's not a drinker and right now he's trying and succeeding at being a pain in my ass."

Rather than being turned off Mateo clapped Cas on the back, "Honesty, now that is a quality I'm looking for in a husband for Javier. Do you think I need a man with money to join my family? I have money to burn, Castiel. I see you coming back to roost in your family home as a positive thing."

Castiel was taken aback. He had been sure that speech would put a sour taste in Mateo's mouth. The teacher was speechless but Mateo was not.

"Family means the world to me. I want Javier to give me grandbabies. I want him partnered with someone smart, very handsome and not too old. I also want his mate to be a kind Alpha. Javier doesn't need some brute slapping him around or keeping him from his family. You seem grounded."

"Didn't you hear the part about me being weird?"

Mateo laughed, "Who isn't weird? You just don't hide it very well." He reached out and took Javier's hand, "Look at my beautiful, graceful son…who wouldn't want him? Also I know you have an excellent sperm count and Javier is very fertile. This is a good match."

Castiel hissed at Spencer, "My medical records…dad how could you?!"

Spencer ignored him which seemed best under the circumstances.

Mateo kept right on talking without missing a beat. "Javier wants to be an interior designer which is a very fitting Omega hobby. Of course it would be up to you if he went on to make money at this. Maybe you'd just like him to decorate your home."

Castiel observed when Mateo was distracted Javier stuffed shrimp into his mouth like there was no tomorrow.

Many Omegas had eating disorders brought about by the stress put on them to look good and be fit for marriage or to put for sale or traded.

They were not only judged harshly by Alphas but a certain percentage of females who tended to have a deep seated jealousy of Omegas for their dual sex organs, their rarity and also by the fact that most Alphas desired Omegas. An Omega was the best of both worlds and more compliant than a female. They had few rights by law and were easier to control.

Mateo took notice of his son stuffing his face with shrimp. The father barked, "Javier don't be a piggy!"

Javier dropped the shrimp and lowered his head.

Castiel set his glass down and glared at Mateo. Javier being called a piggy brought out the protective side of Cas. He grabbed a shrimp and held it to Javier's plush lips, "Eat it if you're still hungry."

Emboldened by the teacher, Javier ate the shrimp. He rolled his big honey eyes up to meet Castiels drunken gaze, "Thank you."

None of this was working out according to plan. Even drunk and defiant, Cas had not dissuaded anyone to stop meddling in his life.

…

Dean didn't like Sam bringing up their dad one bit. "What do you mean don't let dad find out? I don't tell him anything personal."

Sam was flat on his back walking his bare feet up the wall and back down again. He was bored out of his skull. "I know Dean. I'm just sayin'."

It occurred to Dean that Sam hadn't picked up on any Omega scent in the room even though Dean was pretty sure his little brother would turn out to be an Alpha. "Maybe Sammy doesn't notice because he hasn't hit puberty."

"Sam do you smell anything off in here?"

Sam rolled on his belly and pointed to a pair of dirty socks, "Just those. I think it's time you did some laundry."

Dean socked him in the shoulder, "Sure just as soon as you clean the racing stripes out of your boxers."

They got into a brotherly wrestling match over whose laundry was the worst. Dean won and declared Sam the grossest. They packed up their stinky clothes and headed for the Laundromat.

…..

The next morning Cas found himself nursing a pounding headache and a sour stomach. He vowed not to drink to excess again. Shuffling down the hall to the bathroom he ran into his dad heading toward the kitchen.

"Morning son, how are you feeling?"

"Like death warmed over."

"How was the date?"

"I don't remember too much of it. Do you?"

"Castiel you put on quite a show. Drunk as a skunk with the verbal garbage flowing. You ended up grabbing Javier and planting a big wet goodbye kiss on his lips and then passed out on the couch."

"Crap."

Spencer patted his son on the back, "He's a good looking kid so who could blame you?"

Castiel leaned against the wall rubbing his temples, "Was he mad?"

"On the contrary, he kissed you right back."

Cas started to shuffle toward the bathroom again then stopped, "This is all for your damn promotion isn't it? You don't give a crap about me being happy."

"The promotion is part of it but Cas I believe you would be happy with him. You would have money and position. Just think, you could quit the teaching job and make something of yourself."

Cas thought of his students and how much he enjoyed his job. "You really don't get me do you?"

"No I suppose I don't. You're too much like your mother, a dreamer with high ideals and nothing to back them up with. This is the reality of the world we live in. The sooner you start acting as the powerful Alpha you are the better off you'll be."

Castiel snorted at that. "I train in mixed martial arts and I'm in peak physical condition. Trust me…I can hold my own. I just don't choose to flaunt myself and act a puffed up bully. Money isn't everything dad and my job is as important as anything you've ever done."

"Keep telling yourself that while you live under my roof son."

Cas felt like punching his dad in the face and removing that smug expression. Thinking and doing were two different things and Cas decided it wasn't worth it.

….

Monday rolled around and it was Dean's first day back to school since the start of his ordeal. Thankfully after a week the cramping was tolerable. He still had spotting as his reproductive organs anchored firmly in place and his young body prepared for any possible pregnancies to come. Dean didn't want to think about that. To the teen it all sounded disgusting.

He showered, used the odor blocker and took extra precautions hoping to make it through school without incident.

….

Benny Lafitte the shop teacher was having lunch with the new guy Castiel Novak. Benny was a charming, affable man with sparkling blue eyes and generous smile.

As far as Alphas went Cas decided Benny was an upstanding guy. Besides, the shop teacher was able to make the usually stoic Castiel smile and even laugh uncontrollably. Benny had the ability to spin a good tale and knew the finer points of humor.

The shop teacher was like a breath of fresh air compared to the peacocks that ran things at school. Castiel and Benny seemed unlikely friends but perhaps each saw something in the other they might have been lacking.

The shop teacher enjoyed the big production Castiel made while setting out his lunch in order. First a ham sandwich then a banana a baggie full of potato chips and finally a juice box.

"You crack me up Cas."

Giving Benny a frown the English teacher asked him why.

"You're always so organized and tidy except for that damn tie that seems to have a mind of its own. Do you own any others besides that one?"

"Yes of course, I just happen to have two of these and I alternate. I also own a dress tie that my step-mother Scotty purchased for me."

Benny tossed a gummy bear in his mouth then lobbed one at Castiel. It bounced off his chin and landed on the picnic table. "Live a little, have some candy."

Cas cut his sandwich in half with a plastic knife then handed part of it to Benny, "No thank you. Eat some real food."

Benny gratefully took the sandwich and downed it in two bites. "Thanks brother. I wish I had a Scotty at home to make me lunches. Do you have a sweetie on the line Cas?"

"No. My father and his boss are trying to fix me up with the boss's son, Javier. I'm trying to figure out how to get out of this without hurting the kids feelings."

Benny walked his fingers over and stole a potato chip from the bag. "Is he boring, stupid or ugly?"

"No the opposite, Javier is funny, interesting, smart and beautiful. He seems very compliant as well."

"The kid sounds like a real dolly. Not that looks are at the top of my list but it sure doesn't hurt. I envy you…a nice Omega tossed your way and you don't even want him. What I would give for a sweetheart to call my own." Benny chuckled, "I'm old fashioned I suppose. I want a stay at home wife that can give me lots of babies."

Benny's expression with dreamy, "Maybe we'd have a movie night at home with popcorn and on the weekends I'd do some barbeque and work on some woodworking projects with the family or we could all go fishing together. I was thinking of building a cabin…"

Benny noticed his friend was distracted. "Hey, Earth to Cas."

Castiel spotted Dean under a maple tree eating one of the candy bars he had given the teen days before. "Benny, will you excuse me? I need to check on a student." He was just about to gather his lunch and head over when a senior bad boy Alpha sat next to Dean.

…

Max Anders was a pain in Providence High's ass. He was smart but barely passing his classes. The eighteen year old was clever and usually got what he wanted. Right now what the senior wanted was Dean Winchester.

He got a nose full of the younger boy in the bathroom while Dean was urinating. They were the only two students in there and Max considered that a stroke of luck. It meant he might be the only Alpha so far to get s whiff of the freshly opened Omega.

Dean looked warily at the intruder ruining his perfect little fortress of solitude under the tree. "What do you want?"

Max elbowed him playfully, "I just want to get to know the new kid. You're Dean right?"

"Yeah."

"Aren't you going to ask who I am?"

"If I wanted to know I would have asked by now."

Dean noticed Mr. Novak staring at them with a mix of worry and what Dean hoped was jealousy on his face. "Good…I hope you're pissed off…go home to your friggin' Omega." Dean edged closer to Max until their sneakers were touching.

Dean gave the good looking boy a grin, "Alright I'll bite. Who are you?"

"Max, I'm a senior." He dipped in to sniff Dean's neck.

Dean scooted away, "Whoa there what the hell do you think you're doing?"

Max gave the kid a practiced, easy smile, "I just want to get your scent on my tongue. Relax; it's a normal thing to do."

Dean stuffed the candy wrapper in his pocket and stood up, "That shit doesn't fly with me. You have to ask first."

"Well…can I then?"

"I guess."

Max stood then leaned in to run his nose along the tender nape. He planted a light kiss then back off. "You smell awesome."

The younger teen looked over at Mr. Novak to find him starring daggers at Max and Dean liked that very much. "Thanks I'm glad you approve. I'm warning you Max, no funny business or I'll kick your ass."

Max nodded, "I like you Winchester." He draped a long arm across the boy's shoulders, "I think we are gonna get along just fine."

Dean allowed the senior to place a hand right above his ass as they walked past Mr. Lafitte and Mr. Novak. He wanted the English teacher to know that other Alphas found him attractive.

Dean had no interest in Max but didn't realize he was playing around with someone as dangerous as the things he had hunted with his father.

….

Benny raised a quizzical brow as he watched his friends face go through a range of emotions. Castiel had squeezed the fruit punch juice box Scotty had packed for him until it popped and ran all over the table. Cas took no notice.

"Hey brother maybe you should clean that up."

Castiel blinked then looked down at the sticky mess dripping on his lap. "Crap…sorry."

Benny folded the top shut on his bag of gummy bears and stuck them in the pocket of his field jacket. "You're the one with a sticky crotch not me. Is there something you want to share with the class Mr. Novak?"

Cas looked up at the smiling shop teacher, "Huh? No."

Benny shrugged, "Suit yourself. I have two broad shoulders to cry on if you need one. Hey do you want to go fishing this weekend? You can bring that pretty boy with you and I'll teach you both to fish."

Castiel scowled at him, "Maybe I already know how to fish."

"Do you?"

"No…but that's not the point."

He mulled it over all of two seconds. The thought of Javier screaming over baiting a hook with a worm tickled him. "You know what, why not."

"Great I'll text you the details."

Benny asked him more out of curiosity. He wanted to meet this Javier that Castiel found so uninteresting. Sure it was bad form to go after another Alphas date but Benny was lonely and he didn't think Cas would mind in the end. If he did Benny told himself he would back right off.

….

Max grabbed Dean by the arm at the last minute and dragged him around the side of the building just in time for the second bell. Now alone with Dean, Max made a move.

"Wanna ditch?"

Dean wanted to ditch gym for sure. He had been avoiding it since starting school. He knew it was a matter of time before Coach Alastair tracked him down but until then Dean was happy to stay far away from the locker room.

"Sure as long as I'm back for my last period English class."

Max pulled back his long blonde hair and secured it in a ponytail at the base of his neck. He was all Alpha but didn't conform to the look that most of the teen Alphas at the school aspired. He was tall; lean muscled and dressed down in worn jeans and tees that hugged his body showing it off.

Max had the face of an angel that belied his true nature. His looks served him well. He had to beat Omegas and Betas off with a stick. They were all too easy. He had fathered three children so far, one from a compliant Beta and two from what amounted to the rape of two tender Omegas.

The Omegas didn't squeal but then they never did no matter what condition Max left them in. Instead both had left town in shame labeled whores. He didn't know where his kids were and honestly he couldn't have cared less.

Dean Winchester was the prettiest Omega he ever laid eyes on and Max wanted to fuck every hole on the kid's body.

…

Castiel showered in the boy's locker room and then had to change into his sweat pants and t shirt. Not wanting to look like a total dork Cas put on his running shoes and stuffed his dress clothes in his gym bag.

He looked at his watch and hurried off to his last class of the day. It was always the highlight because Dean was there. He couldn't believe how angry he felt over Max Anders hitting on the teen.

"Dean is a good looking Omega so of course there's going to be others hitting on him. You don't own him Castiel…he's too young and…"

Cas decided not to go over the laundry list of reasons why he shouldn't care. It was too late, he was already in too deep.

…..

Dean and Max sat behind the school in a blind spot. The grass was dry and the weather fair. It was a good day to be outside. Max pulled out a joint and lit it up. He took a drag and tried to pass it to Dean. "Go on…it'll make you feel good."

Dean looked down and began plucking at the threads from a hole in his jeans trying to keep his fingers busy, "No thanks. I don't care if you do though."

He watched as Max imbibed. Dean took a deep breath as the other teen blew smoke in his face. "It stinks like burning weeds."

Max put it out and tucked what was left in his pocket. "So you got your pussy in? I should say your other pussy because Omega ass is the best pussy there is."

"None of your fucking business."

Dean went to get up but Max rolled him flat on his back. It was practiced move and Dean was surprised at how strong the rangy teen was. "Get off me!"

Max bit down on Dean's tender shoulder breaking the skin. The prey yelped in pain.

"You know you wanna get fucked. I bet both your cunts are dripping already." He shoved a knee hard between Dean's thighs spreading them open and slamming into his balls at the same time. It knocked the breath out of Dean for a moment of precious time he could have used to get away.

…

The Betas and Omegas giggled and whispered as Mr. Novak leaned on his desk with his ass facing the class. The sweatpants had slid down on his slim hips and his butt crack was showing. It was a great looking crack to be sure and the curious students had eyes laser locked onto the exposed bit of flesh.

He straightened up and turned around. That was even worse. The outline of his dick showed through the fabric. "What is so funny? None of you are listening to a thing I say."

Tim, a young Omega raised his hand. "Sorry for cracking up Mr. Novak."

Everyone burst out laughing at the clueless teacher. The bell rang and as the students filed out Castiel looked at the empty chair in the back where Dean usually sat. Now he was worried.

He sensed there was something very wrong. Cas set out to look for the boy he cared so much about.

….

Dean clawed his way through the dead grass as Max slammed a boot on his back. "Where the fuck do you think you're going? I haven't even got those tight little jeans off yet."

Max loved to toy with his bitches almost as much as the rape. The tears and begging was also enjoyable. He couldn't wait to make Dean cry.

TBC