…The Disillusioned Of Winter…

/Warning/: This chapter contains: cursing, sadness, violence, fighting, and so many feelings; to all those wondering this chapter contains smut, which again is Dubcon… you can read the chapter, or you can skip to the end notes where the chapter is explained! All reviews are appreciated.

P.S: This is an Omegaverse story as in Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics; it also deals with the standard Winter Soldier's warnings, with that be careful and enjoy!

"Character talking"

"Character thinking"

…Flashbacks…

Chapter 15

There's a reason why everyone fears Wendigos… why they never tried to stand in the way of one… why when they realized that there was one in their mildest… they surround them and ended their lives with a bullet between the eyes. There's a reason why Wendigos were never welcomed among them, or among any other species that wanted to live in peace… it was because they were not to be trusted…

Wendigos are killers… they are tricksters… they have no concept of love or loyalty… they were stuck in the old ways of kill or be killed… beasts that know nothing but violence and death since their birth… beasts that have no qualms about turning against their parents, siblings, mates, children, and sometimes themselves… all in the name of satisfying their everlasting hunger for flesh…

There was a reason why Steve hated those creatures… a reason he despised them… Wendigos are not to be trusted even when they plead otherwise… you do not settle in a place that has a Wendigo in it without either running away to save yourself or killing the monster to save the lives of others…

There was a reason that Steve hated those creatures and wished them pain and death, even if it was not fair, and that some people said that those creatures can change… a claim that Steve would counter with a thousand other pieces of evidence that proved otherwise… thousand other evidence that proved that those creatures are not to be trusted… tricksters who mimic the sound of loved ones to lead one to their deaths… creatures that shapeshift into lovers long since died to lead one to the jaws of death… creatures that if their need of flesh wasn't satisfied, then they would turn against those they claimed to love and care for...

Creatures that know nothing but violence and pain... so much violence and pain... that their mating consists of nothing but a vile act of the Alpha beating the Omega into submission, bruising them, and breaking them before forcing themselves on the unconscious Omega, breeding them, and then leaving them pregnant and defenseless to continue on with their lives, only coming back when their young had been birthed… only to kill the weak of their children and repeat the cycle of pain and violence all over again…

There was a reason that Steve hated those vile creatures… and pitied them in the same breath… because want it or not, those creatures were nothing but slaves to their instincts; following the rules they were born and molded into by generation after generation that dated back to the first ever Wendigo that was created on this earth… The Ravenstag… and if they refuse their roles in this life… then they were taught to take their own lives as retribution.

There was a reason that Steve hated them… a reason that a wave of hot burning anger always took over him when he thought of them… a reason why if someone whispered the name Wendigo; his fingers would itch to extend his claws and attack without restrained… a reason why Steve's heart nearly got destroyed at the thought of the love of his life being one of them… when seventy years had passed with Steve believing his mate was eaten by one of them…

The reason why Steve hated them started years and years ago… after he managed to free himself from his grave, and the shock that came of what he had become and the new body that came with it… after he managed to smuggle himself to Europe to search for his mate and show him that he was in fact still alive… maybe even take the two of them away to a place no one would find them and start all over again… after Steve followed Captain America and her Howling Commandos like a dog wherever they went, just to find his mate and show him that Steve was alive… it started on a mission in the Alps were Steve ran like his life depended on it to reach his suicidal mate, his heart in his throat as he followed the train that held his mate on it… it started when he saw his Omega dangling from the train, the wind blowing him left and right as Captain America failed to save him… it started when Steve let out an unholy howl when he saw his mate fall (Fall to his death, because God knows that no human can survive such a fall) and ran like the hounds of hell were snapping at his heels… it started when Steve reached where his mate was supposed to be… only to find nothing but a trail of blood leading away… a trail that Steve followed desperately hoping that his mate was alive… only to still in his place as horror took over him when he saw a Wendigo, feasting on his mate's left arm… all he remembered was the shriek that left his throat as he attacked the beast, screaming at it to tell him where his mate was… all he remembered was the monster being happy when Steve won, submitting for him and telling him how a worthy mate he was; getting nothing but mockery an giggles from the monster who talked to him using Bucky's voice, shape shifting into Bucky as he laughed; and maybe that was the reason why Steve couldn't kill it after he won… all he remembered was how sick and angry and heartbroken he felt as he took his mate arm with him to burry, walking away as the beast pleaded with Steve to come back; that if Steve wanted he would be his 'Bucky' and do whatever he wanted… Steve ignored the cries of anger and disbelieves the Wendigo let out as it followed him, before it took its own life after the harsh rejection it faced… for days after that, Steve spent his time crying as he held into what's left of his mate's arm, crying and pleading with the fates to bring his love back; only in the end to bury what's left of his mate and for years to come search for a dead phantom that may never exist, only to settle in this town after many years of searching, and saving many of his kind…

It had been years, and the last thing, Steve expect to happen, was having his mate back in his arms… it had been years and Steve's hatred for those creatures didn't diminish not even as the days and decades passed… it had been years, and Steve never expected to associate his mate with those creatures, in any way, shape, or form…

But here, Steve was standing, gazing at his mate, who looked like he wanted to rip Steve apart… here Steve was standing, gazing at a look similar to a one that the monster Steve met seventy years ago don, licking his lips as if Steve was a treat to have in any way he can have… either as food… or as a mate… both facts were disturbing in many ways; especially, the last one…. Because facing his mate now… Steve realized what his mate had wanted all those weeks and months ago as he pestered him about sex… Steve realized now, it wasn't the sex that Winter was after; no, it was much worse… his mate wanted him to win against him and force himself on him… a truth that both disturbed Steve and hurt his heart like no other.

Standing against his mate… Steve couldn't help but wonder if what he was about to do was going to be worth it… but the thought of what Winter might do, if he wasn't claimed as he desired to be… caused Steve to wonder about the danger that may befall the town, and the retribution they would demand of his mate… that made Steve bite his tongue and face his mate who was looking at Steve as if he was ready to devour him in any way he can.

Inhumanly fast, Winter all but launched at him, causing Steve to brace himself, preparing to face his mate head-on. Steve wasn't prepared for the sheer momentum of his Omega colliding into him with the force of a truck, knocking him off of his feet and hard onto his back on the snowy ground; an act that made his Alpha steer from its slumber and snarl, even when part of him was impressed at the strength his mate displayed. The two of them slid over the snowy ground as they struggled; Winter simultaneously trying to slash him with his knife, causing Steve to growl as he saw the glint of the knife in the light of the forest, and grabbed his mate's wrist with both hands, keeping him from stabbing him at close range. He threw all his effort into banging his mate's knuckles on the base of a tree, trying to disarm Winter, while being held impossibly tight and close by his mate's thighs. The knife was knocked down against the ground, the blade submerged in the thick snow but Winter's grip held fast on the handle.

(Winter's breath was coming in ragged, his careful, cold demeanor cracking as he was faced with an opponent of surprising strength and competence. A hint of fear and excitement began to nibble at him, at the show of raw strength his mate was displaying… his Omega was roaring, never once did he fight against an Alpha who could subdue him using his hands, and not guns, knives, or drugs… just raw strength and speed)

Steve was pressing heavily onto Winter's torso, their faces just inches away; his mate's grey-blue eyes glared furiously into Steve's clear blues. With a grunt of anger, Winter brought his head up sharply, colliding foreheads, enough to loosen Steve's grip on his wrist. The moment Winter felt Steve's grip ease, he brought up the knife in a singing swipe, slicing through the blue fabric of his jacket, and bit into the skin just under his shoulder.

Steve grunted through gritted teeth as he rolled quickly away, knowing he needed to get back on his feet before reengaging with his mate; who seemed to have a huge grin on his face that didn't seem to diminish in the slightest. Steve didn't have a chance to move as far away as he wanted, because Winter was on his feet just as fast as he was.

Steve didn't wait around as he put his body in a defensive posture, legs spread apart under him and his arms up and ready to block the knife swings. He wasn't worried about his arms getting sliced up; he would heal, but a direct strike to the heart or lung would be more challenging to heal in time before his mate was on him to finish what they started. His heart was racing, and pounding in his chest when he saw that Winter didn't hesitate as he lunged forward with the knife. The ground underneath them was slick and challenging with the snow and the hidden debris underneath, but Winter's footing was sure and the blade whistled as he made a quick slice towards Steve, missing him only by millimeters as the first attack was dodged. But the first strike was followed by a second and third, one motion flowing into the second as his arms blurred with the speed of his movements… something that made Steve's Alpha perk as he watched the Omega with equal fascination and caution waiting for his mate to make a mistake to strike.

With expert reflexes, Steve was able to dodge each of the knife swings, trying to calculate his mate's movements. Finally, he struck, blocking the incoming swing with his left arm, gritting through the pain of feeling the knife pierce his skin again, but it stilled his movements long enough for Steve to bring his knee up quickly, striking against the Omega's extended elbow and simultaneously grabbing his wrist with his right and jerking it back sharply, wringing the knife out of his hand.

(The Winter didn't allow the flare of pain reach his eyes as the strike nearly broke his arm, but deep inside; Winter's Omega was on the edge; impressed by the capabilities of this Alpha… he wanted more… Never before could Winter remember fighting someone who could match the fervor and speed of his strikes when The Blue Protocol was initiated… Maybe that's why his heart was racing as he had to work to keep pace with his Alpha. The blade gone from his right hand, he didn't miss a beat as he followed through the movement with a kick from his left leg at the Alpha's abdomen. It would leave him open for attacks, but it was a hard enough blow that it would have knocked out most opponents… Unfortunately for the Winter, incredible reflexes weren't the only similarities his Alpha seemed to share with him.)

Steve jerked at the impact and stumbled over a few paces, his breath knocked out of him, but he stayed on his feet and kept the knife in his hand. Rage boiled in him… no not rage… bloodlust, as his Alpha snarled and moved around in his mind palace, wanting to be let free and force his mate to submit. Knife fighting wasn't his forte, but he knew the basics, and he quickly ducked forward, striking low and landing the blade into the back of Winter's thigh, hoping to disable his mate and stop him from fighting.

(A muffled shout of anger and pain escaped the Winter as the blade plunged into his thigh. It hurt… it hurt! This was the first time someone even managed to cause more than a scratch when Winter went against them with all his might; a fact that made both his Omega angry, intrigued… and a little bit scared…)

But Winter didn't let the pain slow him down he kicked out with his injured leg, sweeping at Steve's legs to try to knock him back onto the ground. Steve landed hard on his back, cursing as the knife slipped from his hand, sliding across the snowy ground and disappearing under the snow.

Growling Winter dropped onto him, fast, straddling his chest and his hand going for Steve's throat, as he leaned in, Steve could see that his pupils were dilating and a sheen of sweat was beading over his brow; the scent of arousal so thick in the air that his Alpha was snarling to be let out. Steve's hands reached up and clutched at his mate's hand that was clamped over his throat, threatening to close off his airflow… Steve was beginning to see spots, but he had no idea if it was coming from lack of oxygen or something else (The thought of his Alpha trying to get out and take control of him) either way panic was beginning to set in. Steve's legs flailed, trying to get leverage to kick the Omega off, but ended up wrapping tightly around Winter's waist, with a growl Steve squeezed his thighs around the Omega's waist and jerked his body to the side, rolling them over and landing with Steve sitting squarely on top of him; trying to still the Omega in place without causing him any injuries and pain... trying to stop the punch that would have been dealt if this was anyone other than his mate.

A smile crept over Steve's face, showing his fangs, as he managed to control his squirming mate (A harsh smile, that Steve didn't know if it was his or his Alpha's doing) but it got the desired action, as his mate stilled under him, his breath was fast and his pupil blown. What made his grip loosen and his jaw to drop into a surprised gasp was his mate's purrs (Purrs!) as his hips thrust upwards, grinding into his crotch and rubbing against Steve's rapidly growing erection (Since when did Steve get aroused when all he did was try to contain his mate who didn't hold back his hits and intent to kill?). His eyes were wide, and his gaze never left Winter, whose right hand began to slide up his forearm, his palm wet, cold, and kneading.

Their faces were so close and a small moan escaped Winter's lips as his head pressed back against the cold snow, lashing from side to side; Steve took the Omega's moment of incoherence or indecision to rock back on his heels, crouching and wrenching his hands, free from the Omega's grip. "Enough…" Steve hissed, his voice hoarse and breathy (Surprising Steve, in the process) as he spoke for the first time since the two of them stood face to face and his mate went after his blood. Steve's sudden movement and removal of the pressure against his mate's groin was like a splash of cold water for Winter, whose eyes came into sharp focus, drilling back into the Alpha's before he shook his head again, hesitating for a moment before shoving Steve back with all of his strength. "Omega…" That was the growl that left Steve's throat, as he straightened up, watching as Winter staggered to his feet.

(Winter was almost out of it, his vision swam for a moment and his hand reached out to stabilize himself on the tree behind him… feeling like he was floating… almost like when they awake him from Cryostasis after years… or… or that time he remembered how his Alpha took care of Bucky Barnes when he was in heat… As he stood, the outline of a full erection was evident in the sweatpants he wore, as well as slick as it made its way down his thighs… his Omega was purring loudly thoroughly enjoying this sexually charged battle, as his Alpha managed to beat him for most of their fight… his Alpha growled as he caught Winter's kick mid-air, wrenching his arm down and trying to knock him off his balance, but Winter transferred his weight and tried delivered a powerful roundhouse kick to his Alpha's head with his other foot… his Omega now, was urging him to submit and bare his neck… to not anger his Alpha anymore… a thought that made Winter blink in confusion)

Steve was knocked back by the kick, flailing his arms as he stumbled back; as Winter caught himself gracefully back on his feet. By then, Steve had had enough, as well as his Alpha who was snarling to be let out… an offer that Steve was considered by the second when he saw how his mate was going for another hidden knife on his person. Before Winter prepared himself Steve caught his balance and barreled towards him again, head down and tackling him with all his weight; causing the pair to land hard back onto the snowy ground with Winter on his back underneath Steve, scrambling and grunting audibly for purchase. "Enough!" Snarled Steve, his Alpha was breaking through his defense and causing Winter to still as he gazed at Steve… his eyes widened even more if that was possible as his jaw dropped…

(The rest of the world faded away as Winter gazed at his Alpha's red eyes… they could have stayed in position for five minutes or five years. Nothing existed to Winter at this moment other than the two of them snowy forest. With his Omega finally admitting defeat and urging him to submit to his Alpha… Winter couldn't help but flush at the sudden images that assaulted his mind of just what he wanted the Alpha to do to him… he couldn't help the slick from gushing out of him as his Alpha's grip tightened on him)

The whimper Winter let out caused Steve to still in his place and gaze at the Omega who was shivering and offering his neck to Steve, forcing the Alpha to trap a snarl in his throat; Steve let go of Winter, causing the Omega to let a confused noise and gaze at him with confusion. "Run…" Steve hissed as he stumbled back, his Alpha snarling and growling as he saw his mate stand on shaky legs, and gaze at him; Winter seemed to study him for sometimes, before licking his lips, the scent of arousal becoming almost unbearable between them before Winter turned around…

And ran…

The hammering of Winter's heart high in his throat is choking, gnawing at his nerves, and sending sparks of anticipation and anxiety all throughout his body. He can feel the punch of it thundering through him in just the same way he felt the pounding step of his feet underneath him, cutting through snow and dodging trees and rocks in the snowy forest. Breathing was difficult, never enough oxygen inside him with how fast he was moving and sharply twisting his head every few seconds, looking over his shoulder and all around him as he crashed through the woods, trying to get a lock on his Alpha's location. Winter's heart pounded as he nearly slipped on the icy ground; his Alpha could be anywhere… Hot on his heels, breathing down his neck… up in front of him… or off to his side…

Anywhere…

Winter was sure of it… his Alpha was lurking in the shadows… watching as Winter stumbled through the trees and snow to put as much distance between them… Waiting to strike and pin Winter down… marking him and taking him as his… Winter didn't know how their fight turned from a fight that he was losing (A fact that surprised him… stoned him… how his Omega who spent decades biting and scratching at any Alpha that came near them, submit easily to his Alpha, even going as far as ordering Winter to submit when he still had a chance to retaliate) to a chase in the snowy woods, with Winter's Alpha planning on tackling him and then mating him to their hearts desired.

Winter still didn't spot his Alpha; everything around him was a blur of white, muted browns, and dull shades of grey. Nothing sticks out; nothing is out of place, which caused a laugh to bubble up out of Winter's panting mouth (A first… this was the first time that Winter laughed... a fact that nearly tripped him fall face-first in the snow…) when was the last time Winter laughed? Winter doesn't remember if he ever did… but here he was; laughing hysterically as he ran away from his Alpha, muscles aching in his face along with the muscles in his legs (Especially, the stab wound), and his body that was bruised from the fight but he powered through.

The wind rushed through his hair, twigs, and branches ripped at his clothes, and snow sank his legs to slow him down; but he didn't care. Winter had the advantage, the lead… he managed to evade his Alpha for a long time since the start of their chase… and the sky was darkening… soon it would be impossible for his Alpha to find him…His Alpha may have beaten him in their fight, but even then, he wouldn't be a match to find Winter and catch him… but Winter… Winter may be persuaded into letting the man mark him even if he failed in chasing him.

A howl not that far away, caused the hair on Winter's body to stand on its end, and for his breath to still in his chest as he nearly tripped and fell face down into the snow… another howl (A wolf… his terrified Omega shrieked) stilled Winter in his place, causing his heart to skip a few beats; his mind flashes to that day when he nearly died and his Alpha saved him. Any laughter that was sparked by the adrenaline of the chase along with the illusion of his Alpha finding him and marking him disappeared completely, as he abruptly stopped in its tracks by his heart jumped up his throat choking him when his eyes land on a white wolf standing in front of him, gazing at him with red eyes as it advanced on him. A huge wolf that was nearly seven feet tall, with a body mass of a full grown bear...

The little air in Winter's chest was knocked out of him when, suddenly, the wolf all but pounced on him, forcing his scream to be trapped in his throat… the wolf was too close for Winter to dodge… Winter's eyes couldn't help but widen when the wolf transform mid-air into his Alpha and collided with him, causing the two of them to roll through the snow until they stopped with his Alpha on top of him.

Winter's mind was still reeling up, trying to make sense of how the wolf that nearly mauled him turned into his mate mid-air… his heart was pounding in his chest and Winter wondered how it didn't escape from his ribcage as he gazed at his Alpha's red eyes that held hunger and amusement in them as a wild… feral… grin took over his Alpha's face. "A… a w-wolf…" Winter stuttered, his eyes wide, and his breath was fast as he saw his Alpha's grin widen if that was even possible.

"I thought you knew little lamb…" His Alpha crooned lowering his naked body (That made Winter's breath stutter, his eyes trailing over his Alpha's muscled and strong body, and getting distracted, almost not hearing his Alpha's words) on top of him. "The reason why I was forced to leave you…" That made Winter freeze and glance at his Alpha who was humming and studying him. "Did you hear about werewolves?" His Alpha asked, off-handedly, causing Winter to furrow his brows in confusion… the word was familiar (Winter suddenly remembered how he used to tell him about other creatures similar but so different than him) causing Winter to nod slowly and for his Alpha grin to widen, his grip was good and strong, as he flipped Winter until he was on his stomach, his breath trapped in his throat as his Alpha's mouth came near his ear to whisper. "Then you know that I have won little lamb…" A hitched breath left Winter as his Alpha's big hands grabbed him hard through his clothes.

Winter swallowed forcing himself to squirm underneath his Alpha; listening to his Alpha growl, not even struggling to keep Winter from moving (Finally, deciding to leave his reserves behind and use his strength instead of controlling himself in fear of hurting Winter) getting a hold on Winter's shoulders, fingernails that were slightly elongated cutting into the Omega's skin through his sweat and snow-soaked shirt. His Alpha suddenly leaned down, bearing his teeth to scrape them over the exposed side of Winter's neck; causing the Omega to still, his breath trapped in his chest as his Alpha painted fresh pink lines over his unmarked pale flesh causing Winter to swallow as he finally stopped moving, and offered his Alpha his neck to mark.

"Such a good Omega…" His Alpha crooned, his words nearly causing Winter to moan; his body flushing at the praise from his Alpha. His Omega whining and purring, doing nothing but urging Winter to open his thighs wide for his Alpha, so he can be mounted and breed. The thought of his Alpha holding him down as he breed him caused Winter to let out a needy whimper, feeling so hot, and aroused; his feet dig into the snow as he tried to present for his Alpha… Winter wanted to be a good Omega for his Alpha…

"Mine!"Alpha suddenly growled, his breath hot and humid over Winter's neck, tongue wet and slick, and Winter; Winter moaned. He was so wet and hard (Never before did Winter feel like this, not even when on the first time The Blue Protocol was initiated and he almost destroyed The Red Room if it wasn't for Handler Karpov managing to drug him and throw him into Cryostasis) and he can feel himself growing wetter- growing harder… Getting ready for his Alpha… Aching for his Alpha to breed him… Winter can't stifle back the whimper that clawed up to the top of his throat. "Mine!"His Alpha snarled, teeth bared; his voice was almost unrecognizable from his growl as teeth sank into Winter's neck in a claiming (Mating) bite. Winter's lips fall open into a silent scream, relaxing into the pleasure, as he shuddered; his body going limp and useless under the torrent of pleasure as he felt his release. His brain almost useless if it wasn't for the one word looping in his mind, saying Alpha! Over and over again… as Winter's body did nothing but trembled as he was marked… marked! By his Handler… By Alpha… by Steve! The only one who managed to go against Winter and defeat him when the Blue Protocol was initiated. "Mine!"His Alpha growled it once more, lapping at the re-opened bite at Winter's neck; blood on his tongue and teeth.

Winter shuddered feverishly, choking on something that might be a sob, as he cried. "yours!" Having finally acknowledged now that his Alpha had won their fight… his Alpha won the fight… his Alpha had chased him, run him down, and pinned him… his Alpha gave him his bite and was going to breed him!

His cry seemed to drive his Alpha into a frenzy, growling over his shoulder but leaning back enough to make room between their bodies, before he violently shoved Winter's shirt as far up his back as he can, causing Winter to shiver as frozen air hit his sweaty, overheated skin, but that didn't matter, not when one huge palm staying at the back of his neck to keep him down (scruffing him!) while his other drags heavily down his newly exposed back; tracing the line of his spine causing Winter to squirm under his Alpha's electric touch, trying to get more.

Winter arched his back, inviting his Alpha to take his body… use him… breed him, and plant pups in him! With one last growl, his Alpha tear his sweatpants down over his ass and hips, taking his underwear with it; both his boxer briefs and his sweatpants end up twisted and tangled halfway down his thighs, seams creaking at how wide-spread Winter's legs were, leaving them there. With his clothes out of the way, the heightened scent of his arousal made Winter moan and for his Alpha to rumble, letting go of the back of his neck to spread his cheeks open. Causing Winter to flush hard and press his face tightly into the snow below him, wanting it to cool his hot face as his fingers dig through the snow into the frozen earth.

"Pretty…" His Alpha rumbled, staring at his swollen and wet sex for a handful of moments, causing Winter to flush even redder, biting his trembling lower lip. "Omega…" His Alpha crooned, as his index and middle finger traced around his inner lips, dipping them in occasionally to press down at the center of his sex. The pressure sparked intense feelings deep in Winter's gut; causing him to bite his lower lip so tightly that he almost broke the skin and started to bleed; his Omega was shrieking and chanting More, more, more! As it ordered him to present to his Alpha; the backsides of his thighs feel soaked.

"Ah!" Winter nearly shrieked, trembling all over at the way his Alpha's thick finger shoved inside him… testing him… and Winter mewled; his Alpha teasing him with his fingers that turned from one, into two… three… causing a high-pitched whine to leave Winter's throat as he begged for his Alpha to breed him; desperately arched his back, sticking his ass out and lowering himself to the ground in the perfect position for his Alpha to mount him. 'Alpha' and 'More' were the only two words looping in his mind and leaving his mouth as his body shuddered because of his Alpha's ministration.

Just when Winter was about to lose it and start crying if it meant his Alpha would listen; his Alpha took his fingers away from his quivering sex, summoning a cry. "Please, please, please!" Left Winter's lips unable to control himself for a second longer as he whimpered; begging for his Alpha's knot, begging for his Alpha to take mercy on him and breed him… a breathless cry of "Yes!" Left him, as he felt the blunt and wet head of his Alpha's cock near his sex; there was a moment of pause, and for a split second, Winter feared that his Alpha was going to reject him because he found him lacking, a second of fear before- "Y-yes!" A breathless cry left him, his mouth fell open; saliva drooling out of his lips when his Alpha started to push in and finally, the head of his cock pops inside him.

Winter moaned loudly, no doubt scaring all creatures in the vicinity with his cries and whimpers and gasps as his Alpha's big cock forced its way into him… too big… it was too big that Winter almost thought it wouldn't fit inside of him… Winter's toes curl hard, still in his shoes. As his alpha's cock filled him entirely, stuffing him fuller than he ever thought was possible. It felt bigger than Winter remembered... better… and for a second; Winter couldn't help the jealousy overcoming him at the thought of Bucky Barnes having his Alpha like this once upon a time, a line of thought that was interrupted by his Alpha's thick, hot, and heavy shape, making a room inside Winter's body for only him.

Yes.

Winter's Omega shrieked, rendering him speechless as his Omega vocalized its happiness for his Alpha to continue his claim on his body. Winter's Alpha paused for an agonizing second, a second too long as Winter whined and shook his head frantically, his fingers curling fistfuls of snow and frozen dirt and grass; tears welled in his eyes until his vision became blurry. Then… Winter gasped when his Alpha thrust inside of him fully (So deep) that Winter is choked, his breath stuck in his throat, and his lungs unable to expand when he felt his Alpha inside him.

Behind him, his Alpha made a sound like he's been shot, hands digging sharply into his hips, leaving crescent shapes where his nails bite his flesh leaving bruises along Winter's body. Winter couldn't help but claw at the ground, his hips instinctively angle back into the heavy press of his Alpha on top of him as he moaned desperately, begging his Alpha wordlessly to breed him. his Alpha's seemed to hear his prayers as he draw back, pulling out just an inch or so, before slamming back in again; just barely starting to breed him. Still, it felt so good that even more tears welled up in Winter's eyes; feeling nothing but his Alpha inside of him as his Omega scratching and clawing and howling for yes… for more… for Alpha… Knot… Mate... Breed…

Pulling out farther and thrusting back in harder, Winter's Alpha grunted, holding into Winter's tight; a growl never leaving his throat as he repeated the words 'Omega', 'Mate', and 'Mine!' over and over again making Winter's head spin. Letting out a broken moan when one of the Alpha's hands slid up his side and it got into his hair, fisting the strands tightly and pulling Winter's head to the side before his Alpha nipped at the unclaimed side of his neck.

With his eyes clamped shut tight, Winter let out a ragged scream; voice loud as he let out screams and moans, acting like a cat in heat as he was claimed by his Alpha fully. Good… It felt good… was the only thing his muddled mind could think of as his Alpha's thrusts get harder and harder; breeding Winter so thoroughly that the Omega barely has enough air to gasp 'Yours!' Lips wide open, wet with drool and bright red from biting on it.

His Alpha snarled and then grabbed his hair even harder, pulling his head back and biting his arched neck in another claiming bite… with his Alpha's in his neck, and his cock inside him; his words still bouncing around Winter's head… It was too much… too much… Leaving Winter clenching down on his Alpha's cock, his feet are cramping from the severe way his toes are curling. All of his muscles tensed as he was nearing his release.

"Such a good Omega…" His Alpha grunted as he bred him, letting go of Winter's hair, as he licked the bite on his shoulder now. "So beautiful… mine…" The word rang through Winter's entire body, hot and intense; owned… Winter felt owned…. Yes! His Omega shrieked… I'm Alpha's Omega. That thought was what made him reach his peak, letting out a choked scream, body trembling harshly as he gasped for air, trying to breathe precious air into his useless lungs as his body trembled.

His Alpha's thrusts begin to get sloppy, no less hard or rough, as his Alpha dragged his tongue up the side of Winter's neck a rumble leaving his throat as he whispered how a 'Good boy' Winter was in his roughened voice. Winter's hands dug themselves deep into the frozen forest floor deeper, his hips pressing back into his Alpha, and his cock once more twitched in interest. "Alpha!" Winter couldn't help but cry, breathe hitching and muscles aching… he wanted his Alpha's knot… Winter wanted… no needed his Alpha's knot. It's all he can think about, clenching on his Alpha's cock as he bred him; it's all he can think about even as his release came and went. He needed to get knotted by his Alpha… welled-up tears finally rush down Winter's face… too much… it is too much… but Winter needed… before he can even finish that line of thoughts, Winter's vision goes spotty and then failed because of the huge, swell of his Alpha's knot expanding inside him; it happens so suddenly, like a punch to the head from behind… He never saw it coming…

When his Alpha's knot locked into him… (Heavy and fat and everything every part of his Omega yearned for) Winter could only freeze in place, mouth opened in a cry of ecstasy as another peak rushed through him; Leaving him silently screaming, mouth hanging open entirely, with not one thought in his head, even his Omega's voice. His Alpha's knot blowing inside him, leaving Winter a puddle, legs melting out from under him with his nerves burning into ash, and stretching his own release out into a third one or maybe just a prolonged release… Winter doesn't know anymore, he can't tell… It doesn't matter; Nothing else mattered. Just… Just this. His Alpha's claim…

Everything became dark after that…

"Steve!" Sam's shrieks could be heard throughout the forest and into the town, if someone paid attention, as he all but slammed into the door of his friend's cabin, nearly breaking it, if it wasn't opened by Pepper who shrieked as he slammed into her, almost running her over if she hadn't managed to push him aside. "Steve!" Sam cried, shifting into a human and ignoring Pepper's curses and growls as he ran toward the Alpha's room and then office, getting frantic when he didn't find the Alpha or Winter anywhere, already thinking the worse. "Where is Steve?!" Sam cried out turning toward Pepper who was glaring at him harshly, patting herself down and grumbling to herself about how rude he was.

"In the town, today is Winter appointment with Daniel…" Pepper huffed, squeaking when Sam almost ran her over once more in his rush to return back into the town and search for Steve; not even explaining anything to Pepper, even after she snapped at him to stop… Sam can't stop… he just can't… he needed to find his friend before something bad happened… before he allowed his mate to kill him.

"Sam?" Steve's voice, caused Sam to still in his place, his breath trapped in his chest as he whirled around to where Steve's voice came from; only to freeze in his place when he noticed that Steve (Who was naked!) was carrying Winter in his arms as he walked toward them from the direction of the woods. "What's going on? Did the elders call?" Steve asked as he came to stand in front of him, finally snapping Sam from his frozen state as he stuttered not knowing how to tell Steve what Dottie had told him.

"W-Winter…. A … Winter is a Wendigo…" Sam's voice cracked as he said those words, gaining a gasp of horror from Pepper, as for Steve… Steve stood still, blinking his eyes, and raising his brow before turning toward the cabin, walking toward it with no additional word; Sam and Pepper gazed at one another with terror and concern as they rushed after the Alpha, only to see him tuck Winter in his bed, going to his closet to pull some clothes for him and more blankets for Winter. "Steve!" Sam called out, his voice stilling the Alpha and making him turn his head toward him. "Dottie called… she… she tracked Winter's handlers… about something called the Blue Protocol… she… she said…" Sam shut up as he saw Steve raise his hand to shut him.

"He is not…" Steve finally said after he was done wearing his clothes. "And that… that protocol… had been handled…" Steve continued, all but spitting those words in anger, causing Pepper and Sam to look at each other once again in concern, their sight not leaving Steve who went to put possibly every blanket he owned on top of Winter.

"Steve…" Pepper finally spoke, her voice gentle as she put her hands on Steve stilling him in place; the air was so thick with tension that Sam was worried, feeling shaking and nervous as he gazed at Steve who didn't raise his eyes from Winter to gaze at Pepper. "What happened?" That was the only thing Pepper could whisper, causing Steve to hold the blanket in his hands tightly, nearly ripping it into pieces.

"Not now…" Was the only thing Steve managed to whisper back, covering Winter before herding both Sam and Pepper outside of the room, his fingers were twitching as he went to the kitchen; leaving both Pepper and Sam standing in the living room, feeling both lost, confused, and worried. Not knowing what to do, but at the same time not wanting to push, because they both felt that if they pushed… then the answer they would receive from Steve would hurt him more than the two of them.

It was half an hour later after Steve came with the tea tray… half an hour of awkward silence as Steve sat still as a statue with his tea cup filled with cold tea, gazing at the distance with unfocused eyes… half an hour later that the door was knocked and Angie invited herself into the cabin. "Dottie is coming tomorrow…" That was all Angie could say as she took her seat beside Sam, gazing at Steve who hummed, not saying anything as he drank his –by now- cold tea…

Sam wondered what was going to happen next…

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Happy Valentine's Day!

Another update! And four days apart after months of absence? I rock!

Mostly wanted to finish this chapter before valentine's day and all that jazz…

My first time trying to write a reliable fighting scene (I think I failed) and an outdoor sex scene (Also a fail) but I still tried T^T

And now to the dear readers who skipped to the summary:

In this chapter, Steve and Winter fight, with Winter's intention to kill Steve if he lost, or allow Steve to mate him after he won their fight. Steve won the fight and ended up ordering Winter to run away after feeling his control slipping and his Alpha taking over. A chase in the woods occurred before Steve managed to catch Winter in his wolf form and later mate and claim him. The Dubcon is from Steve's POV because even when Winter always gave him explicit consent, he still thinks that Winter is not in the right state of mind to think about sex or want it in other than a means to make Steve 'keep' him and not throw him away, even when Steve said otherwise.

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