Vi was always alone. Separated from her sister, from her parents, from her friends. She hated it. A rogue, forced out of every pack she joined.
That is... until he found her. Vander. Vander took her in at age 15. Called her his pup. His pack accepted her. His pack wanted her. And she wanted them.
She spent her first heat curled in her room , Vander gone until it was over. She would hump her fingers until her hands were bruised. Grind on her mattress until her cunt was burned. Babette took care of her during this time.
Babette would try to bring her alphas and betas, but Vi always denied. There was only one alpha she wanted.
There's still only one alpha she wants, now that she's 20 years of age. One she dreams of, masturbates to, uses their scent to suffer her lonely heats.
Until then, she has casual sex with her friend, Caitlyn. Caitlyn, who she met once with Vander. Vander wanted the young alpha to show Vi around, show her the lands, show her the peace post war.
The war that took her parents. The war that cost her sister joining a new pack, a rival pack. The war that almost made her lose the one alpha she wants on her.
She enjoys Caitlyn, but she's not the alpha Vi craves for. Caitlyn's thick, fairly lengthy cock doesn't do what she wants his cock to do. Or maybe it does. She wouldn't know.
At least, she wouldn't know due to the knot currently clamped in her heat slick pussy, mewling for more as Caitlyn's hot breath on her neck makes her mind go blank. Vi can feel the alpha's cum soaking into her walls, filling her oh so well.
"You need another round?" She asks.
Vi grunts out a "no", waiting for Caitlyn to pull out on her own.
"My parents are trying to set me up with some distant land nobel girl. However, I have my eye on a beta."
"Oh yeah? Does she have a fat cunt like I do?" Caitlyn laughs in response.
"Her name's Mel. Im sure you've crossed paths at some point. She feels like she could be a potential mate." Vi nods, picturing the woman Caitlyn brought up.
"Is this your way of saying you can't fuck me anymore?"
"No, not quite. It's my way of getting you to finally talk about your eyes. I know the alpha you like isn't me." Caitlyn gives a short thrust to emphasize. Vi whimpers.
"It could be if you keep doing that."
"Oh but I was under the impression you didn't want another knot." Caitlyn teases.
"You can't tell anyone, and especially not him." Vi warns, bucking her hips up to grind her clit into Caitlyn's abs.
"Of course. What are best friends for?" They share a grin.
"Vander. He's the alpha I want." It's muttered, nearly spat in a single wad of words. Caitlyn understands, though.
"I can see why. Big, teddy bear man takes you in, and everyone welcomes you with his help."
"Not quite. You know that electrical feeling when you're around Mel? The one where sparks buzz in your toes and ears as she locks eyes, or even speaks?"
"Yes, Vi, that's when you-" Caitlyn almost gasps. "You believe he's a potential mate?"
"I do." Vi swallows. Caitlyn takes a bit to process.
"How long have you had these thoughts and feelings?"
"Since I was 16."
"Do you think he's the reason you went into heat?" Both women separate as Caitlyn's knot had disappeared. Vi lays still as Caitlyn begins the aftercare process.
"Not exactly, but I won't rule it out. Im fairly certain it had been nature's calling."
"I see. How do you plan on going about your feelings?"
"Not sure yet. I may not even, if I'm being honest with you. And no, I'm not implying you're a factor. He's my father figure. He calls me his daughter. His pup. I don't wanna lose that." The last sentence is whispered. Caitlyn hums.
"You'll always have myself and my parents?" It's meant to help ease some of Vi's thoughts.
"And if I gain feelings for either of them as I have him?" Caitlyn had finished, crawling back into bed so Vi can rest on her chest.
"My mother would piss on my father. I wouldn't put it out of mind that he would do the same to her. Besides, I don't think you will. I'm kind of surprised you hadn't said it was me. I've been scripting how to turn you down kindly since I picked up on your apprehension."
"No more worries for you, then." Vi huffs into Caitlyn's collar, Caitlyn bites her lip to not laugh at the ticklish feeling.
"How about I spend this heat with you, and before I leave for home, we both approach Vander on the subject? Just vaguely, so we can gauge a reaction."
"I don't know. Feelings for you might start worming in." Vi chortles at her own joke.
"I'm serious. I want to help ease your mind." They lock eyes. Vi gives a curt nod.
"I guess we can try." Her voice is small. Caitlyn holds her close.
As promised, the following week Caitlyn opened conversation about soul sparks.
Vi answers her, speaks back at her, but Vander only listens from the kitchen.
The girls in the living room speak enthusiastically. Then, Vi says something that makes him curious. "What if I don't meet someone who makes me feel the electricity?" Her tone is sad. Her body is curled up on the recliner, staring at Caitlyn, who's on the couch.
"That's quite normal." Vander puts himself in the conversation. He sits next to Caitlyn. "Soul sparks aren't what everyone makes them out to be. Like kissing feeling like fireworks, or sex feeling like magic. If you feel a spark in your souls due to someone else, tell them. If they feel the same, your relationship could be forever, could end as soon as it began, or things would be good for a while until they weren't. Soul sparks are more compatibility than anything. Its why January Aquarius' are drawn to October Scorpios and all that."
Vander lets them sink in the information. "Does age or family have anything to do with it?" Caitlyn doesn't look at Vi, and Vi keeps herself together. Vander doesn't suspect a thing.
"Age not really, family sometimes. It's not uncommon in adopted/found families. A spark will develop for a number of reasons there. Blood families it's usually trauma, or your situation was so messed up, your only solace is with that family member."
"Have you found a spark?" Vi asks him.
"Maybe."
"So... you haven't found one."
"Maybe." Caitlyn frowns at the vague answers.
"Vi had a spark." Caitlyn says. Vi feels mortified and relieved at once.
"Are you both here to tell me you're together now? Is there a pup you're hiding?" Vander's only teasing.
"When you spoke of found family-" Vi stops herself. Vander sighs.
"I see where this is headed. Violet, I'm twenty years older than you, and I view you as only a daughter." There's silence. "Unless you're tellin' me I triggered your heat. In that case, anyone can trigger anyone's heat or rut, regardless of relationship."
Caitlyn stays on the couch, as Vi goes to her room. Before she's out of ear shot, she mutters about heat.
"What was that?" Vander doesn't demand, but his voice is a bit louder than when he spoke. Vi takes a deep breath.
"I think my spark triggered my heat. He's a cool guy." She walks away.
"Vi? And a man? I thought she was strictly women?" Vander eyes Caitlyn curiously.
"She has one exception. He doesn't like her back, though. She also may be a tad salty because I found a spark, and this is her last heat with me." Caitlyn prays he doesn't connect he's the spark.
"Ah. Is that was she was trying to say back there? She needed help learning how to resolve spark feelings?"
"In a way, I suppose. I think she was more startled you joined us. I mean, we were speaking in the living room."
"You were going to ask questions eventually. Better I joined the conversation so I could answer properly."
"Fair." Caitlyn nods. She stands to go to Vi, but delays her path. "You should talk to her tonight. Words aren't easy for her, and between myself and her spark, she may need someone." Then she leaves.
Vi is curled in her comforter, Caitlyn's clothing all around her. It's not a nest, but close enough she feels ok.
"Vi, sweety, may I come in?" For a second, Vi gets a flash to her mother pre war. She flinches at the vision, then nods.
Caitlyn curls up behind her, holding her close. "Do you want me to talk to Mel, see if she can supervise us during your heat? I can't fuck you through them anymore, but I don't see why I can't be around to care for you."
"You're just taking pity on me."
"No, I am not. I'm your best friend." Her words are firm. Something in Vi makes her not want to believe.
"Call her right now. See if she's even comfortable about this."
"Your insecurity isn't needed around me. I won't leave you, won't discard you, and I will be there if Vander does." The last part is the final sting it took for Vi to cry.
A phone rings, and a smooth voice answers. "This is Mel!"
"Hi, it's Caitlyn. I'm here with Vi."
"What's my company required for?"
"Are you the big, bad wolf? Trying to wrench me away from my best friend?" Her tone is teasing, Mel stifles a laugh.
"Indeed I am not. What's brought this about?"
"Vi doesn't have anyone to spend her heats with, and I offered- upon your permission- to only be here for support. It won't be anything like it has. No sex, just a familiar scent, and someone to keep her alive."
"I don't see why not. I trust you. I do expect to see you while she sleeps, however."
"She's only saying this because I'm upset." Vi pushes the phone away.
"No, Vi, it's because I trust Caitlyn. We've been friends since childhood. Shadowed council members together. She's told me about you being alone, about how close you both are. That's why I'm saying all this. Besides, Caitlyn might as well be a complete dog with how loyal she is."
It's quiet, save the crying.
"You still there?"
"Fine... You can only take her when I'm sleeping... I want her back when I wake..."
"You don't trust me."
"We've only hung out with Caitlyn around. I don't know much about you. How can you expect that of me?"
"I suppose you're correct. It's ok, Vi. I promise. She's yours when you need her. No sex."
"No sex." Vi agrees. Mel sighs.
"I'm not like my mother, Vi. I understand the co-dependency. I won't rip her away. I won't make you leave. I do suggest you see a shrink. Co-dependency can turn toxic if not handled correctly." Mel rushes to add, "I'm not calling you toxic, I'm hoping you don't come so attached it becomes harm to be away from Caitlyn."
"Whatever. Thanks I guess."
"Whatever. You're welcome, I guess." Mel teases. Vi actually cracks a smile.
"You're my sworn enemy, you can't be funny." Vi chortles.
"Oh really? I demand a duel."
"What are the stakes?" Vi's voice is clearing up, tears turned to residual snot.
"The better enemy, of course."
"I hate to interrupt-"
"Then don't." Both Vi an Mel laugh, their voices syncing. Caitlyn is sat gaping at the interaction.
"Well shit, I suppose no one wants me to pay for dinner."
"Where at?" Vi gives her puppy eyes.
"The Ionian place. With the firework ice cream, and the dishes you said are much like Zaun dishes."
"Mel, our first duel. Race you there!" Vi shoots out of bed, washing her face before sprinting out the door. Caitlyn hangs up the phone.
"What's got her so..." Vander gestures to the door left wide open.
"Her and my spark are 'sworn enemies' of my attention."
"I don't think we'll be seeing you here very often then."
"You will, but probably not alone. Her name is Mel, she's a beta. Don't compare her to her mother."
"Why would I do that?"
"You know Embessa?" Vander's eyes flash with something.
"Got it. I won't. You better catch them before Vi kills her."
"Vi doesn't have the heart." With that, Caitlyn leaves.
"I won! I won, and I get Caitlyn an extra hour!" Vi stomps her foot down.
"If you stop this child like behavior, you can have her an extra night." Mel has a small smile.
"Nah, bragging is so much fun! In your face! Uh!"
"How long has this gone on for?" Caitlyn approaches.
"Since I won." Vi does a FortNite dance. Mel starts to laugh.
"I see you're making friends rather well." Caitlyn ushers them inside.
"You pockets shall bleed." Vi picks up the menu.
"I'm glad you changed your mind. I remember back when you wouldn't even let me buy you a copper cog's worth of anything."
"It's only tonight, don't get too excited."
The waiter brings them waters, Vi ready to order. He comes back when Mel and Caitlyn order.
Dinner drags on a bit, but enough into the night the girls decide it's time they wrap up.
"I'm glad we got to know each other, Vi." Mel hugs the shorter woman. On reflex Vi tenses, but hugs back after a moment.
"Not too bad yourself. I think you and Caitlyn make a good couple. And you would have cute babies." Caitlyn turns dark red, Mel hides her face.
"Am I walking anyone home?" Caitlyn offers.
"I've got Vi." A deep voice startles them all, Vander seemingly appeared from no where. "Babette said she saw you, whilst i was out on my walk. Figured I would come check in." He looks at Mel. "Nice to meet you, Mel. I'm Vander. Vi's dad."
They shake hands. "Good to meet you." He places a hand on Vi's shoulder.
"I'll see you soon." Caitlyn lets her arms linger around Vi. "I'll come by tomorrow."
"Promise?"
"I promise." Caitlyn leaves with Mel. Vi looks at Vander.
"Did you have a good time?" They walk towards home.
"I did. I let Caitlyn pay, this once though."
"I'm sorry about your spark. You could have come to me, you know." He nudges her.
"I don't know why, but I was afraid to."
"You're an adult. Adults don't tell their parents anything." He teases.
"I guess." She shrugs.
Over time, Vi's eyes become downcast. Their home isn't far, coming into view. Vander stops, Vi walking into his back.
"What's wrong?" He pulls her into his arms.
"My spark is a lot like you. That's all." Her voice is even, but she doesn't look at him.
"Your spark is Benzo?" Vander concludes. Vi nods. It's a lie, but it's better than the truth. He hums. "And you told him?"
"No, but Ekko said he wouldn't be interested."
"It's ok. You still have your old man." He holds her hand. She grips it back.
She wants to say 'Not for long,' but chooses to stay quiet.
Vander lets her sleep in his bed, curled against him like when she was a teen.