Chapter 3: The Pack Meeting

Summary:

Meeting of the pack and a twist in Sam and Dean's relationship

Notes:

Hi all, here's another chapter for you guys. I'm gonna be working on dominance is a ripper's only control this week so hopefully afterwards, I will post the next chapter of this fic.

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Dean was pissed.

As he walked back to camp with Sam, Dean couldn't help but think back on wheat he had walked in on. He watched as Sam bundled around as he walked. Sam was so carefree and innocent. How dare that wolf talk to his Sammy like that. How dare he try and corrupt his mate's innocence. Sam was a beautiful wolf and didn't deserve to be spoken to like that but that's now the only thing that pissed him off. He's Mine was on a constant loop in Dean's head.

Shocked by this thought Dean looked towards Sam again. Why was he having these thoughts? Yes, Sam was to be his omega, but he had never had these thoughts about his brother before. What was different? Dean was once again knocked out of his thoughts by Sam barrelling into him.

"Daydreaming again, are we Dean?" Sam said, giggling. "Looks like the big bad alpha is going soft," Sam joked continuing to tease, not noticing the way Dean's eyes darkened.

"Really pipsqueak," Dean asked, "That's the best you got?" Crouching low, Dean's eyes narrowed as Sam's widened knowing just what Dean was going to do. Sam knew the look in Dean's eye. He knew this wouldn't end well for him. He started to back away hoping to avoid being crushed by his big brother.

"What you doing Sammy? Scared?" Dean asked continuing to prowl forward, eyes dark.

"Dean, don't you-" Sam continuing to back away, ears back. Sam was cut off as Dean suddenly sprang forward, knocking Sam to the ground and pinning him there. Squirming under Dean, Sam tried to escape his brother's paws. Dean always did this. He always had to take it too far.

"So, Sammy, who's going soft now?" Dean asked, bending his head to nip at Sam's throat. "You got anymore jokes, omega," Dean questioned, continuing to nip at Sam's throat, getting more rough by the second.

"Dean, that hurts," Sam complained, squirming harder to get away. "Stop please." This wasn't normal. Dean never acted like this before.

Dean couldn't stop. Sam smelled so good. His fur was soft and he squirmed so beautifully under him. This was his omega. His omega, that would keep him trapped forever. Suddenly Dean wrenched himself away, panting. Silence reined for the next few minutes, as Sam and Dean tried to understand what has just happened. Dean then straightened and dared to look over at Sam. Dean didn't like what he saw. Sam had remained frozen, neck bared, eyes squeezed shut. He could see fear written all over his baby brother face and just couldn't handle it.

"Sam, I'm soo sorry, baby boy," Dean said, creeping forward, tail and body to the ground. "I don't know what came over me." Slowly relaxing, Sam opened his eyes to stare at Dean

"I'm sorry, Sammy," Dean whispered, as they stared into each other's eyes. Suddenly, Sam leapt up and nuzzled Dean, shifting into humans form to wrap his arms around Deans still furry neck. As he felt wetness seep into his fur, Dean followed suit and changed, blanketing his brother with his arms, hoping to comfort him.

"Shhhh, Sam. I'm sorry. I lost control of myself and I won't happen again, I promise," Dean whispered, rocking Sam as he cried.

"I don't understand, why would you do that?" Sam cried. "Please don't act like that again, please," Sam whispered.

"I won't. I Promise," Dean replied. Slowly Sam calmed, slumping against Dean, feeling safe again.

Mary and John sat in front of the slowly gathering crowd of the pack council for the monthly meeting. Mary kept glancing around at the slowly filling tent, hoping her boys would come running through the door. They were normally this late, granted they were still young but they knew to be on time for this meeting. It was very important especially this one. Her boys needed to know these things for when they took over as head alpha and omega. And they knew it too.

Mary glanced towards John and saw the glint in his eye that said he was annoyed at the boys for being late too. John was the less understanding one between the two of them.

Looking back towards the doors, Mary saw the two shapes of her two boys, Sam tumbling through the tents doors with Dean sauntering behind him, looking cocky, as usual. Both boys walked to their usual seat in front of the crowd, next to Mary and John's chairs.

"Boys," John said sternly, glaring down at his children. "You're late. Where have you been?"

Sam 's grin dropped from his face and his eyes flickered to the floor. Mary frowned. This wasn't Sam's normal behaviour when being told off. He usually just looked towards Dean to help him. It was in his nature, with Dean being his alpha and all. But he didn't even look at Dean. Something had happened and Mary was going to find out after this meeting.

"Nothing happened," Dean replied, in his usual confident tone.

"Don't use that gone with me. You know you must be on time for these meeting. It's Important for your roles as future pack alpha and omega. And furthermore-"

"John, leave boys alone. There here now and won't be late, again will you?" Mary interrupted, looking towards her sons giving them what they had nicknamed the 'I'm helping you out now but you better do as I say right this second or I will make your life a living hell' look. With that Sam and Dean both nodded their heads quickly in agreement and rushed to their seat next to Mary.

The crowd quietened as John stood, signalling the beginning of the meeting.

"Welcome everyone to our monthly meeting. Let's begin with the reports from the four corners of the territory," John said, signalling the beginning of the meeting. Sitting back down, John raised his hand for the east to begin the meeting.

Deans mind began to drift as one of the younger member of the pack began with the usually boring report. His eyes glanced towards his brother, again wondering about what happened in the woods, but thinking about that wolf.

He couldn't believe that he looked at Sam in that way. No one had ever done that. Sure, Sam was attractive in his own geeky kind of way, but not in the jaw dropping kind of way.

Looking back at Sam, Dean tried to see what could bring on sudden lust in the aggressive way he did for that wolf. Frowning, Dean noticed that his brother was looking so red. Then again it was excessively warm in the meeting tent as per usually, filled with all these stuffy old people.

"The west has been experiencing some strange animal carcasses in the high-top woods along with foreign wolf noises," Dean attention was brought back to meeting when he heard the voice of his uncle Bobby Singer. "We think that this may be either a lone wolf or a pack trying to take that corner of the woods," Bobby continued.

"Do you have any ideas about how to clarify this? Is this a danger to the pack? Can it be contained?" John questioned, leaning forward I concern.

"Well, we haven't see anything dangerous yet. The carcasses have remained on the outside of the territory but have been moving further inwards every day," Bobby answered."

Dean suddenly thought about the wolf that threaten Sam. He was dangerous and wanted the pack to know so Sam could be protected.

Standing up, Dean started to inform the pack, "During my trip into the woods earlier today, I encountered a foreign wolf quite close to the centre of the pack. This could have been the wolf causing problems," he stated to the entire pack, a grim feeling settling over the tent.

Suddenly, one of the elders stood up at the back of the tent, voicing his opinion to the group.

"I don't think this is a problem, we have often had foreign wolves travel through our territory on their way between packs. I don't think we should rush into anything without at least finding more about this wolf. We don't need another incident like with Campbell pack," the elder said, Dean realising that it was Jim Murphy.

"This wolf was dangerous. He didn't seem like he was just passing through but was planning on staying here for the sometime. We can't just dismiss this," Bobby replied, standing up for Dean.

This started up a whole argument about the safety of the pack and what needed to be done about this wolf. Noise filled the tent, with multiple people arguing about this dilemma and what they thought should be done about it.

Dean was shocked by the development. He wanted the pack to stop this wolf and protect the omegas of the pack, but he didn't expect this kind of anger and worry from the pack members.

Then John gave Dean a look that said 'We'll settle this later' and stood up again the attention of the arguing tent. "I think for now we will move on from this matter, and finish this discussion privately with my son and the elders," John said, bringing all the noise in the tent to halt.

Returning to his seat, Murphy frowned at Dean, worried about the outcome of this problem. The rest of the meeting continued quite smoothly, everything seeming to be in perfect order. As the final report was finished, John stood to close the meeting.

"That's the end of this month's meeting. Thank you all for attending and I will see you all next time," John said, addressing the entire tent. When he finished, everyone began to exit the tent.

Climbing off his chair, Sam felt dizzy suddenly and stumbled as he stood.

Mary rushed to rushed to help her son, seeing the sweat that had gathered on his forehead. "Are you okay, sweetie," Mary questioned, touching her son's arms until he looked at her.

"Yeah mm, I'm fine," Sam replied. "I think it's just a little too hot in that stuffy tent."

"Okay, then sweetie, let's get you outside then. Some fresh air my help," Mary said, leading him towards the exit.

Leaving the tent, Sam continued to sweat, fanning his face feeling his body get even hotter. It was strange because he stepped into the cold night air he didn't feel any cooler. Sam began to sway, feeling a wave of dizziness wash over him again. Mary stepped closer to her son to check him better.

"Are you sure you okay honey," Mary questioned again. "you sure do look flushed," Pressing her hand against her son's forehead, brows furrowed, Mary used over her youngest son, worry filling her.

"I don't know," Sam said, eyes glazed, cheeks red. "I feel weird."

Peering over his mother's shoulder, Dean was also worrying about his brother. He hasn't looked feel since the beginning of the meeting. Suddenly a smell hit Dean, so divine, so delicious, his mouth started to water and his head span. Leaning forward, Dean closed his eyes and inhaled.

Mary glanced between his boys, a realisation dawning on her face. Stepping in front of Sam, Mary bent down and looked into Sam's eyes, inhaling her youngest son's scent.

"Sam, I think you're going into heat."

To Be continued