I am going to update at least once a week, that I can promise. I try and write one story at a time so that I don't have to divide my time but I had a dream the other night and now I'm writing about the Winchesters and a zombie apocalypse. I really like it! I am not going to post that one for a while, I'd like to finish this one and get a few chapters under my belt. I am also working on 1-shots to break up the routine and try and avoid writer's block. Feel free to request stories!
~*~)O(~*~
The sun was just setting to the west. Sam was helping to light the bonfire with huge torches, Garth told him he was a natural. The Omega was sure he was sucking up, Dean had yelled at all of them. How hard could it be to light a fire?
A few members of the pack had arrived and were immediately introduced to the Princes new mate. Sam had never felt so important. Dean looked so proud to have Sam next to him. The Omega held his head high and gave the formal greeting of a hand over his new pack mates heart.
Lucifer and Abaddon were his favorite so far. They seemed completely in love with each other and were always making someone laugh. They had two of the pups that stayed in the village. Sam asked Lucifer if it was hard to live away from their welps. But Lucifer explained that it was just easier. The pups would be shifting soon and that might be hard to explain in a daycare. But both he and his mate were working on becoming permanent residents.
Then there was Balthazar, who Dean thought was a little too inappropriate with his mate. Sam tried to tell him it was okay, that he thought it was funny. But his Alpha still looked as if his hackles would have been raised if he were in his wolf form. This Bal character seemed to have a similar personality to the Prince. Which is why Sam figured Dean didn't like him hitting on his Omega. Which secretly made Sam happy.
Benny's mate Jody showed up just before they were lighting the fire. She hadn't come down to the field next to the pavilion, but Benny ran up with their pup to meet her. She took the baby and made her way to the main house to change out of her sheriffs uniform.
Now Sam and Garth stood back to watch their fire blaze. The bigger it grew the more everyone had to back up. Once all of the wood was burning John lifted his head to howl into the, now dark, sky. His pack joined him and a huge smile appeared across Sam's face as he looked around at his new family. He still couldn't get over how different these wolves were from his own pack. They were free. Sam lifted his head to join them, howling his joy to the moon.
The joyous cries started to die out when Sam felt a tingle in his gut. He ended his call to the sky and scanned the faces lit by the fire. Then he caught slightly glowing green eyes through the flames and his grin widened. He was feeling frisky. Dean started walking to his left to meet up with his mate. Sam took a few to his. The Prince stopped moving and cocked his head slightly, Sam never looked away.
The Alpha took another cautionary step, and was met with another of his mates. His own grin widened on his face and his inner wolf growled excitedly with the thought of a game of chase with his Omega. Neither of them noticed they were gaining a bit of attention from pack mates, their wolves kept them focused.
Suddenly Dean charged the fire, stepping on a log that was part of the circle around the flames he launched himself over, tucking his feet to his ass. Sam's heart leapt into his throat and his wolf had him ducking and dodging to the right before he had fully registered what was going on.
The Prince landed where Sam had been only seconds before, rolled on his shoulder to his feet and took off after Sam, full speed. Members of the pack that had been watching stepped out of the way for the two to pass, huge smiles on their own faces. The Prince was chased by excited yips from his friends, spurring him on. As the pair disappeared into the darkness some of the eyes fell on John, who couldn't look more happy.
All Sam could hear was pounding, he couldn't tell if it was his feet or his heart. He knew Dean was catching up, he could feel it, and that was even more exciting. He wanted to be caught, but he wasn't going to make it easy. They ran on two legs, the Alpha wasn't going to shift if his Omega didn't. Though Dean had a feeling Sam knew he had a better advantage in human form. He was proud to have an Omega who wanted to challenge him.
Actually there was a lot about Sam that made him proud. And he knew that had nothing to do with their bond. That was all Sam.
They flew past the pavilion and caused some people to stop with their trays of food headed to the fire and stare. Sam sprinted the length of the pavilion and whipped around the back corner that enclosed the outdoor kitchen. He made it three steps before he was knocked off balance. He and his Alpha rolled, arms and legs in a tangled mass, finally coming to a stop with Dean on top, pinning the Omega on his back.
They were both breathing hard, chests heaving into each other. Deans pupils were green-gold glowing orbs causing excitement to build up in Sam's gut. The Prince leaned down and nuzzled behind his prizes ear, scenting him.
"Mm, you caught me. Now what… Alpha?"
Dean growled against Sam's neck. He loved it when Sam called him that. And the Omega knew it. Dean reached up and pulled the collar of Sam's flannel shirt to the side. Sam turned his head, exposing his neck. The Alpha placed his teeth over the silvery scar he had given his Omega that told everyone he was taken. He gently raked his teeth over the mark, then sucked hard. He grinned at the Yelp from his mate.
"We have to go back," Dean said lifting his head to peer down at Sam. Sam whimpered. Actually whined. Dean chuckled in response. "What are you, a pup?" We have a party to attend. But don't worry, I have plans for you later." This made his mate growl.
Dean lifted himself up, then pulled Sam up with him. As the Prince turned to leave he was spun and his back hit the outside wall of the outdoor kitchen. Sam pressed his body into his lovers and kissed him, sliding his tongue over Dean's bottom lip. Then he backed off and grabbed his Alpha's hand, pulling him off the wall.
~*~)O(~*~
The bonfire was in full swing. Garth's mate, Becky had arrived. The pack was mingling and eating. There were people playing drums and dancing around the fire. Dean sat at a bongo and led the rhythm while watching Sam be his goofy self, bouncing and swaying around the fire.
It was perfect.
Then his wolf senses started to tingle. His eyes swept the crowd and he noticed Bobby off to the side on his phone. He was staring hard across the group. Dean followed his gaze. He saw his father lock eyes with Bobby and excuse himself from conversation. He watched.
Bobby handed the phone to the King, then locked eyes with Dean. He didn't need a command, he abandoned the drum and made his way to his father. A few other council members were already doing the same.
They all waited patiently for their Alpha to finish. He jerked his head toward the meeting hall. Dean turned to Sam, who he felt had stepped up behind him.
"I need to go. I'll see you in a bit." He didn't wait for a reply, simply gave him a quick kiss and followed the others. Sam was a little upset at being left out, but obeyed his Alpha and stayed at the fire. A hush fell over the pack as they watched this council leave. Then the drums started again and the group slowly started back to the party. Leaving Sam alone to stand and watch his mates retreat.
~*~)O(~*~
Mary and Jody had taken the pups up to the main house to put to bed some time ago. Sam had gotten back into the swing of the party with help from Charlie and Garth. By now most everyone was topless and some had ash smeared in designs across their faces and chests. Slowly the crowd started to die down, every wolf bidding Sam good night before retiring to their sleeping arrangements. The fire was dying and Sam was alone.
Garth and Becky sat huddled together about 15 yards to his right. A few other wolves were across the fire talking in hushed tones. No one was near the meeting hall. Dean had said he'd be right back, but it had been almost 2 hours. Sam waited. If he were to wait outside he knew he'd hear the conversation going on, and that would defeat the purpose of him not following. So he waited.
~*~)O(~*~
The hearth where the fire had been was nothing but red embers flecked with black ash. It still gave off an impressive amount of heat, but little to no light. Sam was lost in the glow when he felt that familiar tingle and he perked a bit. He turned toward the hall and saw the council standing outside the door, still chatting but it looked less serious. They all looked beat.
Then he saw Dean. He was too far to see his eyes, but Sam knew he was watching him. He waited patiently for a sign, a howl, or feeling. Anything to tell him Dean wanted him there. But he waited a while yet. Finally Dean looked toward his father and started out toward his mate. Sam waited for him to make it halfway before he took off and met his Alpha with a hug.
"Are you alright?" he asked cautiously. The vibes that were coming off his Alpha were worrisome. A mixture of anger and fear. Dean only nodded and gripped his Omega tighter, Sam just held him, waiting for him to be ready to talk.
"Let's get out of here, Sammy." Sam nodded and went to move away from him, but was pulled back and warm lips joined his own. The Omega didn't need any more encouragement than that. He brought his hands up to cup Dean's face, offering whatever the Alpha wanted. Dean kept the kiss short, sure they were being watched. "I still have that surprise for you. And I could really use it right about now." The words were whispered against Sam's lips.
They both stripped and shifted, leaving their clothes in a pile on the ground and disappearing into the woods by the light of the moon.
~*~)O(~*~
The men were strolling naked in the shallows of the lakeshore. The light of the near full moon glistening off their slightly sweaty skin. Dean had reached out for Sam's hand, who grasped his eagerly. Their shoulders bumped every couple paces as they strolled through the dirt. Before long the trees and brush to their right gave way to a small clearing. In the middle was a tent, about ten yards from the tent a little fire was lit. No one else was around.
Sam took it all in and glanced at Dean with his eyebrows knitted together. Dean grinned wide, his chin up. The Omega looked back at the quiet camp site and laughed lightly. "Is that for us?" He asked looking back at his Alpha.
"It's for you," Dean said turning to him and pulling him into his arms. They kissed, soft and sweet. Dean's hand cupped his mate's cheek, who leaned into the hand and lips. Sam pulled away and led his Alpha to the fire. They both surveyed the camp site. Dean hadn't known his friends were going to do all this. Benny had only mentioned s'mores.
The fire was situated between the tent and the lake, it was surrounded by rocks with an extra stack of wood to the side. There was a blanket between the tent and the fire with trays laid out. Cheeses and meats, s'mores supplies, a bottle of red wine in a bucket of ice. Jody had hooked him up.
"When did you even have time for this?" Sam's smile was huge, his eyes sparkled. Dean's heart swelled with love for his mates innocent excitement. Sam felt about ready to burst. He had never had anyone try so hard for him. Maybe his mother, but that was it, and not in a romantic way.
"I may have had help from a friend," Dean said circling his Omega and pressing his chest to his back, wrapping his arms around Sam's waist. Sam leaned back into him, closing his eyes. The Prince buried his nose behind the other man's ear and breathed him in deep, scenting him. There was something a bit different, sweeter. Before he old figure it out Sam moved from him to sit on the blanket. Dean followed without hesitation.
Sam's eyes scanned the treats, he wasn't sure where to start. Dean pulled the bottle of wine out of the bucket and checked the label. "Zen of Zin," he said out loud. His eyebrows went up and the corners of his mouth tugged down. "Hope it's good. Do you like wine?"
"I… don't know," Sam said hesitantly. Dean studied his face for a moment and decided not to poke fun.
"Like any alcohol?"
"Never had any." Sam looked down at his hands. He wasn't sure why he was embarrassed he hadn't had a drink before. Though he thought it might be more about the fact that Dean was constantly doing things Sam hadn't been allowed to. His Alpha was doing a lot of firsts for him. He looked up into Dean's eyes, suddenly excited about all the firsts.
"Well, I am just corrupting you in all kinds of ways." He grinned wide and examined the bottle. Screw top, excellent. He twisted it open and sniffed the contents. He didn't usually drink wine, but this smelled sweet and it was chilled. Sam handed him a couple plastic cups and he poured them each some, handing a cup to Sam.
"Cheers," he said holding it up.
"To, what?" Sam asked examining his wine.
"Us. Our long future. The full moon. Your first heat." Dean's voice got lower the more he listed. Sam felt himself blush. They had had sex every day since the first time, but he knew they'd announce their mating on the full moon. Then make it official on his first heat. He blushed deeper at the idea of being knotted by his Alpha.
Dean knocked him out of his thoughts by tapping their cups.
Sam watched his mate over the rim of his wine cup as he took his first sip. The cool liquid was sweet with a tangy aftertaste. That was probably the alcohol. But he liked it. Dean watched him sip at the wine and smiled. "Good?" Sam nodded. "Good." They sat on the blanket and munched on cheese and sipped their wine.
Eventually they were making out and groping each other. The Omega had become a lot more sure of himself in the past few days and Dean loved it. So much so that when Sam climbed up to straddle his lap he'd let him. He wasn't particularly crazy about his mate leaning into him and pushing his back to the ground but he allowed it. They kissed as Sam ground his hips down into his Alphas.
Dean was groaning up into his mouth, about to roll them over when Sam sprang up and took off to the lake. Dean sat up and laughed, watching him crash into the cold water. He sat and watched the man acting like a pup, splashing and strutting around. Damn, did he look amazing. The moon glistening off his wet skin, accenting every muscle. The Omega stopped, his chest heaving, and watched his Alpha. Their eyes locked and Dean felt his Omega call to him.
The Prince jumped up and ran for the lake, making a beeline for his mate. Sam didn't move, and allowed himself to be tackled off the lakes self. They wrestled underwater for a few seconds before bursting through the surface, breathing heavily. Which didn't seem to matter, because they were on each other immediately. Kissing and groping and petting heavily.
Dean hoisted Sam up and wrapped his legs around his waist. One hand on the Omegas ass, the other reaching back and under to guide himself to Sam's slit. Sam moved his hips back and waited for his mate to angle his hard cock toward his hole, then tightened his legs and took the Alphas entire length in one thrust.
Dean moaned at the sudden warmth and tightness. Sam gripped him with one arm around his shoulder, the other on the back of his neck. He thrust his tongue into his Alphas mouth and swallowed the next moan. Dean gripped his hips and started a fast hard pace, pulling Sam away then slamming him back down as he propelled his own hips forward. This time it was Sam who called out, Dean grinning against his mouth knowing he hit that spot.
Sam slowly loosened his grip and moved his torso away from his mate, floating on the water as Dean continued to fuck his hole. He moaned and cried into the night, letting his Alpha take what was his. The water splashed around them and Dean watched the moons rays illuminate the form of his mate.
The Prince wrapped an arm around the small of Sam's back, not letting up on his pace, and started slowly stroking his cock. "Oh, Gods, Dean! Alpha! I'm gonna come!"
"Yeah, come for me, Baby. Come on my cock. Say my fucking name as I fuck my Omega so good." Dean was barely holding back his own orgasm. He needed Sam to get there first.
"Fuck! Yes! Dean!" The last word was carried out as the older man felt Sam's cock pulse in his fist, the water washing the evidence away. Then Dean was coming, thrusting hard and filling his mate with his seed. The seed that would someday make Sam's stomach swell with his pup. He groaned at that thought.
Sam was spent, Dean's hips slowed to a calmer pace then stopped. He gathered his limp Omega in his arms and kissed him softly. Sam rested his forehead against Dean's. They held each other and panted, the cool water feeling good on their heated skin.
They eventually made it out of the lake and back to the blanket. Dean stoked the fire. They drank the rest of the bottle and made their s'mores. The mated pair wound up falling asleep on the blanket, wrapped in each other's arms. And Dean wasn't even mad they never used the tent.
~*~)O(~*~
The next morning they made love again before heading back to the village. Sam had wanted to bring the stuff back from the clearing but Dean insisted he'd pick it all up later. They wolfed and romped through the the woods, taking their time to get back to the pack. They came to the edge of the woods and shifted together, holding hands as they broke the cover of the trees.
Dean felt Sam stiffen and grip his hand. He had stopped walking. The Alpha turned to him, eyebrows together. "Sam? You okay?" Sam didn't answer. Dean trained his gaze across the yard. There in front of the house was a black Dodge Charger. A car he had only seen once in his life.
Then Sam looked down at his naked form and groaned. Dean squeezed his hand back. There was no other way. Their clothes were at the main house. "C'mon. We'll do this together. I got you." Dean's words were only mildly comforting. A thought the Omega hated.
Halfway to the house the boys saw the King and Queen exit the front door, followed by Sam's own parents. Sam would have frozen again if it weren't for Dean's hand on the small of his back, pressing him forward. He longed for the bond that would come with their official mating so he could put thoughts in Sam's head.
~*~)O(~*~
Sam's father exited the house, laughing at one of the King's stories from the week. His breath caught in his throat and his heart thudded when he saw his son, his naked son, walking hand in hand with a, once again, naked Prince.
"Oh, for God's sakes," he mumbled under his breath. The King rolled his eyes. Sam was walking somewhat behind Dean, trying to hide from his parents. Dean was trying to pull him up next to him, with no luck. Sam didn't dare to meet either of his parents eyes.
"Why don't you boys run on upstairs and get dressed. We have some business to attend to." Thank Gods for John Winchester. Sam didn't hesitate, just dropped Dean's hand and all but ran into the house. A deep blush spread over his face. Dean lingered a little longer, smirking at Matthew.
"Good to see you again, Sir." Dean started to raise his hand but his father clearing his throat stopped him. He looked to his King and nodded once, making his own way into the house, taking his sweet time.
Once dressed and back outside Sam had given his parents hugs, but nervousness still graced his face. Dean held his tongue, the news that the Omega had agreed to the mating was to come from Sam, not Dean.
"You're back a little early," Sam had said hesitantly. He wasn't sure how to shift into the conversation he really wanted to have. Before anyone else could speak John saved the day.
"There is a matter that we all consider to be good news. Sam?" Perfect.
"Dad, Mom," Sam started hesitantly, "I have accepted the arrangement. Dean and I are happy to be mated at the full moon ceremony." Halfway through the Prince had grasped his hand, giving it an encouraging squeeze.
Matthew hesitated, a false smile graced his lips. "That… Is… Good news. Wonderful! Well, if we are to be back for the full moon we must leave at once. You'll need to pack your things."
Dean narrowed his gaze and tightened his grip on Sam's hand. Why did this seem to easy? A small crowd had gathered to watch. Dean felt Benny a few yards away. He was very glad for the backup.
"Yes, I have spoken with the King. They said I was welcome to live here with my mate." Sam's confidence was a bit greater now. Matthew nodded. "Can Dean come?" Sam didn't miss the clenching of his father's jaw. Dean squeezed his hand again.
"I can't," the Prince spoke before anyone. "We have matters that are rather pressing." Sam knew what he meant. The night before Dean had told him all about the young wolf who had organized a mutiny against his own father. He killed him in cold blood, not bothering to give his father the chance at a challenge. The Alpha that was overthrown had been a good friend of John's.
The goodbyes took a while, Dean didn't want Sam to go. He had a bad feeling. Sam promised to be back in a few days. As the car pulled away Dean had a sinking feeling in his gut. He shared a look with his father that said John might have felt it too.
~*~)O(~*~
Sam was hustling around his room, gathering everything he wanted to keep with him. He already had two bags packed and was halfway through the third. The entire ride home had been in silence. He couldn't wait to leave the awkward, judgmental presents of his father. His heart fluttered at the idea of waking up next to Dean for the rest of his life. The village he had left behind already felt more like home than the house he was in now.
He was jerked from his thoughts to his father and mother entering without warning. They were flanked by a couple of his father's guards. John didn't have people follow him everywhere.
"Samuel, put your things away and come down stairs. We have someone for you to meet. Sam felt a clenching in his gut.
"I need to pack. I'd like to get back to the Winchesters as soon as possible." Sam tried to keep his voice even, but he didn't sound as confident as he wanted. His mother looked to his father, her face drawn and worried.
"Yes, I realize we put you in a position you were not prepared for. I should have known better. I should have known you'd throw yourself at the first Alpha I let you alone with. That mark on your shoulder says it all. I assume that means you bent over for that poor excuse for a Prince, too." His father was seething. Sam was dumbstruck at the words coming out of his mouth.
"I only hope you haven't screwed up the deal we made. Your new Alpha is waiting down stairs. You will put on appropriate clothes and present yourself proper, he may be able to overlook you being used."
"What? No! New Alpha, father, there is already an arrangement. I accepted Dean. What are you talking about?" A flick of his father's hand had one of the guards on Sam before he could try and move. Sam was bent over his bed, a hand crushing the back of his neck.
"You will dress. You will meet your new mate. You will be obedient! You think this is easy for me? Had you been an Alpha, or even a Beta I wouldn't have to work so hard to secure a future for my pack! Get dressed. Or Thomas will do it for you." With that his parents left, the guards staying behind to make sure the Omega did as he was told.
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Later that night Sam was sobbing into his pillow. He had met the new Alpha. It was the very one who had overthrown his father. Sam's own father had felt it necessary to make a new deal. In two days they wanted a ceremony. On the same moon that was supposed to be for him and Dean. He had to get out.
Then a soft click was heard. The door creaked lightly, then settled back into place. He hushed himself, pretending to sleep, hoping it wasn't the new Alpha, Patrick. The bed dipped next to him and a soft hand caressed his face. "Sam?" The words were a whisper, barely heard in the silence. Sam rolled over to meet the eyes of his mother.
"How? How could you do this?" He tried keeping the hitch out of his voice, but it broke with a sob. His mother gathered him in her arms and rocked him slowly.
"You need to run, Sam." Her next words caught him off guard. He pulled away to look at her again. Her own eyes wet and swimming.
"Mom?"
"This is going to be your only chance to get back to Dean. You must run. They can protect you. Warn John Winchester. Patrick plans war. He wants the title of wolf king. Taking you from Dean is only his first move. He plans to meet with the Winchesters under false pretenses and kill him." Sam could hardly believe what he was hearing. He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts.
"And dad…?"
"He knows! He thinks Patrick will win. He offered you to him so that he would have a place on Patrick's council. Please Sam, we don't have much time. You must run!" Suddenly she was up, rushing to the window. Sam found himself by her side without a conscious thought to move.
"Come with me. They will protect you, too." His mother shook her head vigorously.
"I'll be fine. I will distract them as long as I can. Shift and get to Michigan as fast as you can. I'll get word to Dean about your arrival." She had worked the window open as she spoke, scanning the yard for movement. Sam was still trying to process the information as he was shoved onto the roof. "Go, quickly. And don't stop."
~*~)O(~*~
Dean was pacing furiously in the meeting hall. His father at the door, leaning his back against it. Bobby was in his usual chair and Benny leaning his hands against the back of the chair Dean would be in. Lucifer and Abaddon were there as well at Jody and Charlie. No one spoke, waiting for the Prince to sort his thoughts.
"I have to go find him." Dean stopped suddenly and looked to his father. John slowly shook his head. "Dad, Alpha. He can't be out there alone, I have to find him."
The Prince had received a chilling phone call in the middle of the night. He hadn't recognized the number, but with Sam away from him he'd answered. The one sided conversation that followed had been the cause of the early council meeting.
Dean told his pack how Sam's mother had called and told him Sam was on his way, he needed help. She had gotten out about Patrick's plan for Sam and John's pack before there was shouting, a ruckus, then a dead phone. When he tried to call back it went straight to voicemail.
"No, son. You need to be here." Dean looked at his father as if he'd grown two heads.
"What are you talking about? I have to find him dad. He's… He can't be out there alone. He… Oh, Gods… He smelled different." He was angry at the slight blush that crept up his neck. The pack perked at this bit of news.
"I'll go. I'll take Ash and Garth. We'll find your boy, Dean. Well bring him back," Benny broke into the conversation, pushing himself off of Dean's chair.
"I'll go, too." Abaddon stepped forward. Her small frame might be deceiving of her power, but her voice was not.
John nodded before Dean could speak and moved from the door. The wolves left without another word, they gathered a few things from their homes and took off in Benny's SUV. Dean made a move to follow, but John blocked his exit.
"You stay."
"Dad! You can't be serious! I have to go." Dean was about ready to challenge his father and try to manhandle him out of the way. John shot the remaining members a look and they scooted off into the night to fill everyone else in about the situation.
"Dean, if they don't find him he'll turn up here. He needs you to be here if he arrives alone. If he made it here and you were out there he'd still be alone. He's an Omega. His biggest drive right now is to find his Alpha, you. If both of you are running all over the Gods creation you may run yourselves in circles."
The Prince slumped to his knees on the floor, his father's words making too much sense. He still fought the tears, but couldn't fight the exhaustion. Then there were strong hands hauling him to his feet, pressing his back into the wall.
"You don't get to do that, son. You don't have time to fall apart now. We need to focus on Patrick and his plans. Trust your pack to find Sam. In the meantime we need to gather Intel and form a plan of defense."
Dean nodded, turning his eyes up to his Kings. He loved his father to his core. Aspired every day to make him proud. He could do this. He just needed to focus. "Right." He nodded again, scrubbing his face with his hands. John backed away. "Where do we start? I fucking swear if that asshole laid a hand on Sam I'm going to rip him apart with my teeth."
John smiled widely, clasping Dean on the back. "That's my boy."
~*~)O(~*~
Not sure if you noticed but Florida has been pounded by hurricanes this week so there was a lot of down time to write. No worries, we are safe and unscathed! The long weekend should provide for more writing time as well, another chapter coming soon!