John and Mary supported Dean's weight as he attempted to slip into his suit. His limbs were shaking and pain still ravaged his body, there was no let-up not even when John was there to help soothe the wolf inside of him. It was like his wolf had turned on him because he might not have been in tune to it as a natural were would have been. Normally were's were able to bounce back from rejection, the wolf would restart their heart but for Dean his situation was different, typical. He had struggled the whole of his life to control his wolf and to get to grips with his power. He found it hard to stay in control so only shifted when he really needed to, even on full moons he didn't feel the pull as most of his kind. He normally was the only human still walking around the Pack lands at the time of the month. His only hope was Sam, without him…well it was only a matter of time.

"You need to be strong son," John said as he forced Dean's arm into the suit jacket. "The whole pack is going to be there…"

"I know they don't need to see how much of a fuck up I am," Dean interrupted sucking in a breath as another bout of pain squeezed at his heart.

"Language," Mary scolded brushing Dean's sweaty hair back from his head. "You are strong my pup, you are the strongest Alpha I have ever known."

"Yeah so good that my own wolf is trying to kill me," he added staring at himself in the mirror. He sighed, his face was set in a tight line and there was a sheen of sweat glistening on his skin. There were dark bags under his eyes where the only relief he had had was from unconsciousness rather than sleep. Stubble was present but he couldn't be bothered to shave after all it wasn't like the mating was going to happen. If it did he knew it would be a funeral as well as a mating.

"John why don't you go and wait for Sam and Adam downstairs," Mary said dismissing her husband. John rose his eyebrows at her and shrugged his shoulders. He patted Dean on the back before taking his leave. Who ever said an Alpha was in charge obviously had not met their Beta or Omega. "It's not your fault sweetie this has happened," she said to Dean as she helped to button his jacket as the tips of his fingers had become numb. "Your brother…"

"He is not my brother," Dean growled his eyes narrowing. "When the pack finds out what he has done."

"I know your father will deal with him you need to focus on Sam, it's important that you get him to accept you. Even just as a friend at first should be enough, your father can help you deal with your wolf."

Dean nodded slowly feeling the anger drain as quickly as it had come. He knew that he had a long road ahead of him and most of it was unsure. All he did know was that he needed to rescue his mate from his brother and show him that they were meant to be not him and Adam. Just thinking of his brother touching Sam sent painful shivers down his spine. No he couldn't focus on that at the moment as it was his wolf was barely being controlled he didn't need to add murder to his list no matter how satisfying it may be. "Thanks mum," he said leaning forward to place a kiss to her cheek.

"It's my job," Mary replied pulling him into her arms. "I will always be your mother my pup, no matter how old you grow or what position you hold. Even an Alpha still needs his mother around."

…

As soon as they had arrived they had been swept away from the prying eyes of the pack by Alpha John. Sam kept his eyes diverted and followed close behind his mate, he could hear the other weres whispering all dying to get a glimpse on their soon to be Crown Alpha and his Omega. The crowd increased the further they walked through the pack lands. To him it felt like a never ending walk of shame, he could feel their eyes on him, inspecting him seeing all the scars and the bruises that was hidden underneath his perfectly pressed tux. Lifting his head slightly he allowed his eyes to roam around seeing as this was the first time he had ever been on the pack lands.

The sky was a bright blue with the sun beaming down on them. All around him was patches of grass where young pups played and their mothers tended to their beautiful gardens. The houses were of differing sizes, some were made of white bricks resembling mansions he had seen on TV with purple ivy dancing its way up the building and twirling along the window panes. Others were simple modern suburban detached houses but the same ivy grew along this too. In fact it seemed a common theme, no matter what style or what colour the houses were they always had purple ivy. He passed a row of cottages all made to look the same next to a mansion that looked more like a castle. Every family in the pack had their own style and individuality, a way to express themselves but they were uniform with the ivy. He remembered Adam telling him once that John allowed each family to have a certain amount of land that they were able to build on and create their dream home while there was one main pack house for official meetings and the Alpha's office. Adam claimed that he was going to turn Winchester Hall into his house so that there could be no meetings or discussions just his way and if they didn't like it they could leave. How Sam dreaded to think of what the fate of this pack would be under Adam's rule.

They came to a stop in front of a giant brown bricked building. The thick metal door was wide open showing a grand stair case with a red carpet leading up the stairs, there hung a chandelier with purple crystals hanging off of the edge of each light. A white gold W was embellished on the door and above the top of the staircase if anyone was in any doubt about whose pack land they were on. Inside some weres stood to attention beside the stairs, they bowed their heads as John passed and tried not to stare at Sam. He even noticed a few glare at Adam, there was no love loss for the youngest Winchester it seemed.

Past the staircase led to another grand hallway with the same carpet, along the walls were pictures of Alpha's past and present. The whole Winchester line was on display for all to see. Just before the picture of John was a young man with dark blond hair that he had grown out down to his shoulders and he had to most striking green eyes that Sam had ever seen until Dean that was. This Alpha was the striking image of the eldest Winchester son and just seeing those eyes again caused Sam's heart to pound.

"Mary's father," John declared as he came to a stop beside Sam, Adam was glaring at the pair as he kept checking his watch.

"But…" Sam started to ask but immediately stopped himself. He knew that Adam hated questions and the only answer he would ever get would be either a slap or a punch depending on what kind of mood his mate was in that day.

"Go on ask son," John encouraged smiling gently at him.

"I thought this was the Winchester pack?" he asked quietly refusing to look at the furious look Adam was probably shooting him at that moment.

"Yes it is and has always been, Mary's father Samuel became Alpha when he married my mother who had just lost her mate. It was a survival mating designed to keep the pack in the Winchester name until I was old enough to take over." John stared at the picture fondly. "He was like another father to me and then I ended up mating with his daughter. Dean takes after him don't you think?" he asked a smile crossing his face and his eyes lighting up patiently.

Sam shrugged his shoulders not going to admit that he had openly studied the other man. His eyes diverted to the floor and he pushed past the Alpha to stand by his mate who had a sickeningly smug smile plastered across his face.

"Let's get this started shall we honey?" Adam smirked forcing Sam through the back door and into the garden where there was a massive marque and about hundreds of weres waiting for them.

…

Dean sat in front of his pack, he was seated at his father's right while Mary was on his left. He was in the place of high honour where the Crown Alpha would normally be seated, a right and title that he could lose if this didn't go to plan. His left hand was holding onto the iron seat tightly as pain still ran through the length of his body. He bit the inside of his lip to stop himself from screaming out, members of his family shot him worried looks he knew they had all heard the rumours. They had all heard how he was dying, in fact he had heard himself that apparently he had died the previous morning. He had doubled checked to make sure but to his knowledge he was defiantly still alive. He let out a shaky breath as the trumpets announced Adam's arrival.

"Adam Winchester," the conductor announced.

Dean's hand dug tighter into the chair as he watched his smug brother enter his line of sight. He was wearing a dark grey suit and his hair was flat to his head with probably what was a whole pot of hair gel, he did have a weird fetish for that stuff. His eyes roamed around the different faces and when his eyes met Dean's he faltered slightly. I'm not dead yet you son of a bitch he thought as he faked a smile. Adam recovered quickly as he reached for Sam's hand and forced the shaking man to walk down the aisle at a quicker pace.

Sam himself was wearing a matching suit, his eyes stayed focused on the floor and his whole body trembled with every step that he took closer to them. His hair was perfectly framing his face with his curls tucked neatly behind his ear. His suit was pressed to the inch of its life and even his shirt was tucked neatly into his trousers. Little details that wouldn't bother Dean. Somehow he just knew that the man would look best with bed hair, when he was his mate he would let Sam be whoever he wanted to be.

Sam's scent wafted towards him and instantly the wolf inside of him screamed for his mate who rejected him. His heart began to pound faster and the muscles in his right arm began to convulse. Swearing under his breath he subtly placed his left hand on top of his right forearm and attempted to hold this appendage in place. He could feel his father mentally talking to his wolf trying to calm him down, Dean might not have full control but even his wolf couldn't disrespect his own Alpha. His wolf howled and it took all of Dean's self-control to not verbalise it, his pack didn't need to see their possible future Alpha howling like some crazed animal as this was how rogue wolves started out. Or so they say. He didn't want to be put down or worse…hunted.

Dean cast his eyes to his mother who inclined her head slightly. They were ready. Releasing his arm quickly he reached up to undo the top button of his white shirt to reveal a part of his chest. He shrugged out of his jacket and handed this to one of the serving weres that was standing behind his chair in case he needed anything. He watched as Adam's eyes darkened at his state of undress…good.

The pair by now had made it so that they were standing directly in front of John who was addressing the crowd. "My family we have gathered here to today to witness the bonding of these two weres. My son Adam and his mate Sam." He held out his arms as he took a step down so that he was directly in front of them. He embraced Adam, both of his arms wrapped around his chest with his right hand managing to dip into the front of Adam's jacket pocket, not that he had even realised. After a couple of moments he pulled apart to do the same to Sam who accepted it reluctantly. "We as a family welcome you Samuel into our ranks," he said as he pulled apart. The weres all chanted welcome at the same time as John nodded for the couple to kneel before him. He took a step back up and reclaimed his seat, handing the bottle of Adam's cologne over to Mary.

Dean bit his lip as intense pain squeezed at his heart, he could actually feel it skip a beat. He knew that they were running out of time, the further the ceremony was allowed to go on the angrier his wolf got and the less time he had left. He leaned his head back indicating to his servant to lean down. "Would you mind turning on the fan?" he asked remembering his manners. The were frowned but nevertheless went into the kitchen and wheeled out the industrial sized fan they had ordered for this occasion. "Put it behind me," Dean added shooting the man his best smile as he did what was asked. The servant positioned it then turned it on causing a great gush of cold wind to wash over Dean. Goosebumps rose up on his skin however he withstood it.

Adam glared at him again to which he smiled back. If only you knew little brother he thought as he shifted in his seat. His shirt fluttered against the breeze, wafting his scent to every were in the place. He noticed a few females openingly sniff the air the hunger clear in their eyes while there mates stared at him. Mary nodded at him indicating that it was working. Dean ignored the stabbing pain in his chest, his full attention was focused on the young man kneeling on the floor with his eyes downcast. Come on he urged throwing his arms over the back of the chair to allow more of his body to be available. Please.

…

What was being said Sam couldn't have told you, something about loving each other and being true to their one mate. He didn't care. To him this was a life sentence he was being imprisoned, a sex slave to an Alpha he hated with a passion. An Alpha he would be expected to breed with, just the thought of mini Adam's running around was enough to make his skin crawl. How he wished he wasn't an Omega, the only males capable of carrying Alpha pups.

"…to care for your children and teach them the ways of the pack…" John's voice filtered through with talk of children once again. It was his body why couldn't it be his choice? Who in their right mind would want to carry Adam's pups willingly?

He lifted his eyes and watched as a were placed a giant fan behind Dean. How good it was to see him again. From the way Adam was speaking he had half expected the other man to be dead although he did look like he was halfway there. His hand was gripping the chair with a vice like grip and Mary kept shooting him worried glances. His face was set in a tight line and wrinkles appeared around his eyes where he seemed to be suppressing pain. He seemed a million miles away from the beautiful cocky creature that had captured Sam's attention the first time he had met him. Wait what…beautiful…where had that come from. He frowned as he could feel something calling to him…what was that…

Slowly he lifted his head and sniffed the air, the whole time his attention was focused solely on Dean who was staring back at him with an expectant look. That scent, it was warm, it was brave, and it smelt of love, home, it smelt like car oil and the woods. It smelt like Adam but not quite the same. His frowned deepened as he leaned over to give his mate a quick sniff. He could still smell the same scent on him but it wasn't as strong. It smelt faded and old. It didn't belong.

Sam turned his attention back to Dean and those emerald eyes captivated him once more. He could feel the world drop around him but he didn't care. His heart beat fiercely in his chest and he noticed that Dean's grip loosened on the chair. Colour flooded his cheeks and a smile started to form across his lips. It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen, he didn't want to spend a single day without seeing it. He wanted to spend every night curled up with that man, he wanted to love him and be loved. When he looked at Dean he saw a future…god forbid he actually wanted his pups…what the hell was going on.

"NO!" Adam screeched his face pushing into Sam's line of sight. His right hand frantically digging into his pocket for something. "NO YOU ARE NOT TAKING THIS AWAY FROM ME!" He screamed his spit flying into Sam's face as he reached down and grasped onto Sam's shoulders like he had forgotten the amount of people that was surrounding them. "YOU'RE MINE!"

Sam sniffed the air once more, he smiled for the first time in six months as everything became clear. "No," he declared a hysterical laugh pushing up his throat. "I was never yours."

Adam's face flushed red. He threw Sam to the ground and lifted his hand into the air only for it to be instantly caught by a pissed off Dean Winchester.

Dean's eyes were narrowed into slits and his emerald eyes were glowing bright, his canines had been descended and it seemed to Sam that he was seeing the wolf in charge.

"Get away from my mate!"

TBC (Hey everyone, hope you enjoyed that chapter, the next one I promise Adam will get what's coming to him! As always thank you for reading and to those who review. Please let me know what you thought its awesome hearing from you. See you all in Part Five!)