After the commotion in the execution chamber the rest of the afternoon had been spent clearing the dead out of the room. The hunters had been identified and burnt as their customs, Uriel's body had been retrieved and Zachariah's was currently on his way back to the council along with the were council. Most of them not wanting to stick around after the attack, Anna had given them her blessing before taking her leave to sort out just how Zachariah had escaped when he was meant to be under lock and key until his trial. Oh and there was also the mess of the hunter's treaty that needed sorting, well destroyed more like. The were's would no longer help the hunters nor would they hunt them, most of them were better than that.

Dean had been sent to Dr Novak along with Sam to make sure that their injuries weren't as serious as they had seemed. Sam's head wound had healed before he had even seen the doctor but on Dean's insistence he had been seen to first. Dean on the other hand, he had suffered several broken ribs, a concussion that caused his sight to come back, a tendon on his leg had been sliced by Uriel's paw and the palm of his hand was charcoal. Most of his injuries had healed apart from the burn which was currently wrapped underneath a gauze and ice pack. The Alpha had to admit the sight of it even made him feel ill though at least he hadn't lost his breakfast like his omega had.

…

Currently Dean was attempting to do his shirt buttons up with only the one hand which was proving to be difficult even for him. Tonight under the bask of the moon he would be formally accepted into the pack as the crown Alpha. He would have his title and the power that came with it. There would be a formal feast following the crowning and then tonight he was going to take his omega and love him until he didn't know his own name. After the day they both just had all he wanted to do was curl up with his mate and remind himself that they were both still there. Why couldn't the universe just leave them alone? He wasn't an idiot, he was aware that someone would have had to break Zachariah out and tell him about the ceremony. Someone who had insider information and someone who bared a grudge. Once tonight was done he was going to settle the score with his so called brother for once and for all. Adam will not be able to hide behind anyone else.

Sighing he threw his hands up in frustration glaring down at the bandage that was hindering his movements. He picked at the edge of it with his thumbnail half tempted to rip the bandage off and be damned with the sight of it.

"If you want sex that stays on," Sam's voice called out as the omega exited the bathroom freshly showered and dressed in his own tux. He shrugged on his suit jacket fiddling at the buttons on his wrist. "Couldn't think of a worse put off," he added.

"Bobby naked," Dean quipped abandoning the idea of removing the bandage.

"Dean…" Sam whined groaning. "Great now I'm going to be thinking of that," he muttered walking over towards Dean. He gripped hold of Dean's shirt and started to finish doing up the buttons.

"Nah," Dean laughed. "You won't be able to think of anything but my name," Dean winked.

Sam's eyebrows raised as he finished doing the buttons up and grabbing Dean's own jacket holding it out for the Alpha to step in too. "Is that a threat?" he asked admiring Dean as he shrugged into his jacket.

Dean turned to the side to check his profile out in the full length mirror Sam had insisted they got installed in their bedroom. He hated wearing monkey suits, they always made him feel like the awkward kid at his first prom without a date. As it was he didn't have to go to his own due to the fact that it fell on a full moon. Something he was entirely grateful of thinking back. "It's a promise," he replied nodding his head. It will do.

Sam walked up behind him, his arms wrapping around his waist while his head perched on Dean's shoulder. It was uncalled for an Omega to be taller than their Alpha but what about them was normal or conventional. A fact that Sam liked to tease Dean for constantly and it wasn't like Dean was short himself standing at 6'1. It was what made them who they were and Dean wouldn't change anything for the world.

Sam's lips started to kiss at the biting mark on Dean's neck sending a pleasurable shiver down his spine, he was half tempted to damn the whole thing and take his omega there and then. "We're already late," Dean sighed though he tilted his neck to allow his omega further access. "Dad will come looking," he added his own hand reaching behind him to press against the rising bulge of his mate's groin. He gave it a quick squeeze causing the omega to moan. Sam's teeth started to scrap against Dean's neck and the Alpha knew that if they didn't stop soon they would both be in trouble. "Sammy," Dean sighed pulling his hand and his neck away reluctantly. He turned in his omega's arms who was staring down at him like he had grown a second head.

"You are saying no to sex?" Sam asked his eyebrows raising. "Dean Winchester is saying no?" he added exaggerating his sense of shock. "We need to take you back to Dr Novak to make sure you don't have any permanent brain damage."

"Bitch," Dean laughed slapping playfully at Sam's hands that were trying to check his temperature. "Dad will pitch a fit if we aren't there."

Sam sighed pressing his lips to Dean's before pulling apart attempting to straighten himself in his jeans. "Fine," he groaned. "Since when are you the sensible one?"

"Since when are you the horny one?" Dean quipped back.

"I don't know," Sam replied quickly his eyes darting down to stare at his wrist as he was pretending to play with the buttons on his cuffs, classic avoidance technique. He started to chew at the corner of his lips.

"Sammy? I know it was another close call…" Sam scoffed at that. "But I'm ok, you're ok."

"Yeah your definition of ok might need some fine tuning," the omega replied dropping his hands to his side and lifting his head so that his eyes connected with the Alpha's once more. "This was meant to be a simple test to see if you were a fit enough Alpha and it ended in a bloodbath."

"Sammy…"

"No Dean, you saw what happened. I could have lost you again…how many times do I have to go through this? When will they leave us alone? I can't see your blood…I just can't…a part of me…" Sam paused his eyes becoming watery. "A part of me wishes I could be selfish and just keep you here with me for the rest of our lives, that we could just be a family away from the pack…away from anyone who wants to hurt you…But I know I can't be selfish…you have duties…you…you have to be the Alpha you were born to be and I can't keep you from that…"

"But?"

"I need you to be safe, you are my world Dean. Without you I am nothing, without you I literally won't survive. I need you to make sure you always come back to me even if it means putting yourself first for once. I need us to be able to be a family."

Dean smiled wrapping his arms around his omega and pulling his head into his shoulder which was awkward due to the height difference but neither one complained. He ran his hands through Sam's wet locks and gave the man a moment to let out the emotions that were threatening to spill out. He could feel the omega's shoulders shake, hearing his quiet sobs was slowly breaking his heart and he knew that there was not anything he wouldn't do for his mate. "I promise no matter what happens I will always come back," he whispered pressing a gentle kiss into the side of the omega's face. "I love you Sammy you are my mate and one day we are going to have a family and nothing can keep me away from that. I will try and be more careful." Sam's head slowly lifted from his shoulder and Dean ignored the wet patch that was growing on his suit jacket.

"Thanks," Sam replied running a shaking hand underneath his eyes. "I can't lose you."

"And you won't." Dean smirked. "I'm indestructible," he winked.

"Jerk," Sam laughed.

"Bitch." Dean replied his phone buzzing in his pocket. He pulled apart from his mate and retrieved the device chuckling at the angry text that his father had sent him. It seemed that they might be a bit late to their own ceremony. "Dad is threatening to castrate me if we don't make an appearance soon," he laughed sending a quick reply before replacing his phone.

"We don't want that, I need those little swimmers," Sam replied straightening up his suit jacket and then Dean's.

"Tonight," Dean said.

"What?"

"How about tonight we try."

"You serious?" Sam replied his eyes lighting up with the barely concealed joy.

"We were you know not trying either way so why don't we try?"

"We are talking about a pup and not that kinky shit again…?"

"Yes Sammy, we are talking about a pup…although if you are offering…" Dean's sentence was left hanging in the air as his arms was full of his omega once more who was raining kisses down on his face. "Get off me you sasquatch," he laughed batting his mate away.

"Yeah for the sake of your balls," Sam added turning from the room with a noticeable bounce to his step.

Dean shook his head fondly following after his omega his own heart felt lighter and care free than it had ever had before.

…

The courtyard had been transformed into what seemed to be a sight out of a Disney movie. A marquee had been placed covering the steps and the entrance to the manor, the material was white with tendrils of purple wolfs bane twisting around the frame. Whether this was for ironic decoration or a safety precaution due to the earlier incident Dean wasn't sure. Along the stop step was a long dark wood table with chairs of various heights behind it. In the centre was the tallest, the cushion matching the colour of the wolfs bane with a wolf carved into the headboard. This was the usual Alpha chair that his father would occupy on important meetings or gatherings that he conducted. Beside it was the slightly smaller but matching beta chair and behind were two more identical ones that were slightly higher. John and Mary were occupying the further chairs leaving the space at the head of the table for Dean and Sam. They were leaning into each other eating their food and sharing secret smiles every so often. Dean had never seen his parents argue or look anything else but in love with each other. He hoped that he could be like that with his omega after decades or even centuries together.

The pack was seated just below; a small space had been reserved for a dance floor where a solid beat was pumping out through speakers attached to the outside of the marquee. The pack was in their family groups all seeming to be laughing with one another and enjoying the festivities. The last time they had experience a set up like this was probably at the birth of Adam…not that it was anything worth celebrating in the end. Dean couldn't really remember what had happened but apparently it was something about him stealing the show and everyone focusing their attention on him because he shifted into a wolf for the first proper time in front of his pack that night. When all he had done was sneeze apparently.

Even from a young age his brother must have hated him. Sitting at the front table was Bobby and Ellen with John's friends Rufus, his mate Amelia and Dean's best friend Benny with his mate Lenore. The six of them had been chosen as key witnesses for the day seeing as each of them knew Dean and Sam the best. As he had been growing up Rufus had been more like an Uncle to Dean, being there for him when John had to do his duties or leave the pack lands for any uncertain amount of time. He had been John's right hand, meaning he would play acting Alpha if John couldn't for any reason until Dean came of age. Dean had grown up with Benny, he had found him wondering alone in the woods and as a curious child he had taken him home with him like you would a stray animal. It wasn't until he had gotten them to his father did he realise that he wasn't a were but in fact a vampire. A vampire that had been left by his coven because he didn't want to drink human blood. Eventually John had come to accept Benny and gave him a home for most of his teenage life until Benny had found Lenore and her coven. A coven that would only drink animal blood. Benny had found a home and a mate for life though he still came back to visit the pack when he could, being Dean's best friend and all. A were friends with a vampire…another reason that made him a supposed freak.

Benny stood up wrapping his arms around Dean and pulling him in for a quick hug as they passed. "Brother," he said pulling apart and shooting the Alpha a fanged grin. "You look like shit," he smirked causing Dean to laugh patting the vampire on the back.

"I missed you," Dean declared pulling Sam's hand so that the omega was standing beside him, moving him away from the conversation he had been having with Ellen. "Sammy this is Benny; Benny this is Sammy my mate."

Benny reached forward and brought Sam into a hug much to the omega's surprise. "So you are the man that managed to tame the wolf," Benny joked. "Brother I didn't think I would see the day," he added pulling apart from Sam to smile at the pair of them. "Dean here saved my life, without him my coven would have come back to kill me."

"He saved mine too," Sam replied smiling at Dean who could feel heat start to creep up in his cheeks.

"You take good care of him now," Benny replied clapping them both on the shoulder before taking his seat once more to allow them to pass.

Dean nodded at his friend while he grabbed hold of Sam's hand once more finally making their way to the front of the marquee where John was now standing at the bottom step. He held his hands up to the crowd as the mated pair stopped in front of him. All at once the chatter and the laughter began to die down with the were's obeying their Alpha's silent command. When the pack was completely silent John indicated behind him at the empty seat next to the Alpha's chair. Giving Dean a quick kiss Sam walked over to the chair and took his place effectively asserting his right to be a pack Omega. The pack started to cheer around them and Dean noticed a bright smile cross over his mate's face.

John held his hand up once more to hush the excited pack. "Today has been difficult, full of challenges not just for my son but for us all. We have faced down the hunters and have come out on top. I won't lie to you, the future with them is uncertain," he paused as the crowd started to mumble. "But the future of our pack is clear," John grasped hold of Dean's shoulders and turned him so that he faced the crowd. "My son, My heir Dean Winchester has proved himself to be the Alpha we all need today. He has faced his challenges in front of your eyes and the eyes of the council. I have waited since he was born for this day." John squeezed Dean's shoulders and Dean could feel the pride radiating off of his father. "Dean you have become the man your mother and I always knew you could be. Tonight under the moon and with the blessing of the council you can now claim your birth right."

The pack started to cheer, most pushing themselves to their feet with others whistling. John pulled at Dean's shoulders forcing him to take a step up so that he was standing by his side. Dean turned to the side slightly with his eyes connecting with his fathers. John's brown eyes started to glow, the pupils sinking in and fading like they had never been there in the first place. To the crowds' awe Dean guessed that his own had started to reflect this. John grasped his right arm and held it out in front of him. In his left hand he held a silver blade wrapped in think tin foil. Carefully he sliced the blade over his left arm until blood started to well on his skin. He then moved to complete the same motion to Dean who didn't even wince as his skin was split. John threw the knife onto the ground and held his bleeding arm above Dean's.

"Tonight, I John Winchester pronounce my eldest son Dean Winchester to be my Crown Alpha. He will rule in my stead when I am not available and one day when the time is right he will rule over the pack in my place. He has proved his strength to the pack and those closest to us and he has protected us many times to pass. He is the Alpha he was born to be. From this day till the day I die or retire he will be our Crown Alpha."

The crowd continued to cheer as John pressed his cut to Dean's. As his father's blood made contact with his own a shiver of power passed through Dean's skin. He could feel his wolf rise to the surface but not enough to change, he could feel it grow inside of him, power radiated through him making him feel stronger.

John pulled his arm away bringing Dean into a tight hug.

"I'm proud of you my son," he whispered in his ear.

The crowd was cheering all around them.

It wasn't until it was too late that they had even heard the sound of a bullet being fired…

TBC (Hey everyone! I know that is a very naughty cliff-hanger there! We are nearing the end of this story only a couple more chapters to go and I will write a sequel if you lovely lot ask for it. Someone asked me about the rating of this story, to be honest I'm from England so American ratings confused me and I just put the rating of this story based on what google told me so I'm sorry if it's wrong. Its genuinely down to the difference of culture. Thank you for reading and for those who review. I will see you all in Chapter Thirty Four!)