Pidge woke sore. He shifted, groaning softly, trembling slightly. Beside him, Shiro snored on, an arm draped lazily over Pidge. Carefully, the Omega moved Shiro's arm and went to get dressed and make breakfast.

Once he was outside the room, he expected to be hit with his heat, but all that remained was that dull, pleasurable ache between his legs. He grinned slightly, eyes glittering as he went to make breakfast. By the time Shiro was downstairs, he had made French Toast, and had somehow burnt orange juice. So, it was smoothies again.

"How do you feel, Pidge?" Shiro asked, lowering his glass, eyeing the Omega.

"Sore, but I don't feel like I want to jump you, so that's an improvement. Anyways, I was thinking about going into town today and get some more books, is that alright?" Pidge blinked at Shiro, who smiled, nodding.

"Of course. I might stop in too, get some supplies. We're apparently due for a really bad snow storm, I want to make sure we have enough food and your T just in case we get snowed in, that way -" he suddenly grabbed his head, a sudden, loud roar echoing through his mind.

"Shiro!" Pidge threw his chair back when the Alpha collapsed, and he just barely got a hold of him before he crashed to the floor. Pidge's legs trembled, tears in his eyes as Shiro lay limp in his arms.

"Shiro?" Silence.

"Shiro!?" It seemed like a lifetime had passed when Pidge heard it; a low growling, in the very back of his mind. He closed his eyes, trying to focus, but his legs gave out then, and he crashed to the floor, bringing Shiro with him.

Darkness surrounded Pidge. He trembled in fear, stepping back when a pair of bright, yellow eyes opened wide, seemingly staring straight through Pidge to his soul. Suddenly, he saw through the creature's eyes, seeing himself in a bright vision, and he knew then. This creature was his. His vision cleared as the creature stepped into view. It was a large, green lion, lithe yet still pretty. He stepped toward the lion, reaching a hand out. The cold nose of the beast pressed to his palm, and as he came to, the lion threw back her head and roared as she faded.

"Pidge?" Shiro was frantic, refusing to leave Pidge's side. In his hand, he clutched the charms, the black lion hot in his robot hand, but he refused to drop him. When Pidge opened his eyes, Shiro sighed and relaxed slightly, moving the chair closer to the bed.

"Shiro? What happened?" Shiro shook his head, simply placing the green lion into his upturned palm. Pidge gasped, his eyes wide.

"It's her!" Shiro looked at him curiously.

"I had a dream when I was out. She was in it; I think she belongs to me," he whispered, ducking his head. Shiro hugged him then.

"I had the same dream, but Black here was in it. I think we were destined to find them." Pidge suddenly yelped when the green lion grew hot in his hand and he dropped her, where she bounced off the blanket to the floor.

"No!" Pidge grabbed for her, but instead of his hand being there, a green paw reached out for thin air. Silence filled the room like a heady scent, until Pidge screamed, flailing his paw in front of his face, believing that he was having a very real hallucination.

"Pidge! Pidge, calm down!" Shiro grabbed his mate, gently shaking him.

Once Pidge was calm, his hand returned, and he shuddered.

"What the hell was that?!" Shiro rose to his feet, looking down at Pidge.

"I think I know why this is happening. I found these two at a stall in town the day we got rid of your father. I just thought the sun warmed them, but when I picked Black up, he was cold until I was holding him. The shopkeeper gave them to me for free, and somehow, she knew your name.."

The stall wasn't there. In its place, there resided a new fishmonger, selling shark and seal from the outer countries. Pidge crossed his arms, looking at Shiro.

"What now?" He asked, only to jump back when he was almost bowled over by a frantic Coran and Allura. However, the pair stopped to apologize, before Allura looked closer. She grabbed Coran then.

"C-Coran, they have them! Maybe.. Maybe all isn't lost."

Shiro stepped forward, eyes narrowed.

"Who are you, really?" Allura ducked her head, chewing her lip, before sighing.

"We'll tell you. We're part of a special task force that is looking for those lions, as well as three more. Have you seen yellow, red and blue lions like those?"

Shiro and Pidge shook their heads.

"Hey! If you know so much about these lions, tell me something. I almost broke her-" he motioned to Green, who was clipped to his shoulder.

"-but when I reached for her, my hand was a paw. Care to explain that?"

Allura looked surprised for a moment, before she cleared her throat, leading them to a boarded up shop.

"I really shouldn't tell you this, but it's necessary, now. Those ceramic lions aren't as normal as they appear. They have a magical property to them that, when they bind their soul to their chosen Alpha, Beta or Omega, that chosen one can become his or her lion when in times of great stress, danger or turmoil." Coran grinned slightly.

"It's a very intricate process. Very few people know of this fantastical magic."

Allura glared at Coran, before nodding.

"It is true. It has been ten thousand years since the lions have chosen souls to bind with. Normally, it's very rare for Omegas to be chosen, for they usually aren't strong." Allura looked at Pidge then, smiling slightly in apology.

"The legends claim that the ones chosen by the lions can form a mighty beast known as Voltron. It's only fitting that the chosen can become the lion. After all, our dynamics and people descended from real wolves." Coran provided, grinning at everyone. Pidge looked at Green, perched innocently on his shoulder, and grew happy when he felt warmth surged through him. Shiro put an arm around Pidge then, hugging him close.

"Now, Coran, you can question me about Pidge." He growled, flashing his teeth. Pidge proudly displayed his Mark, and Allura looked at Coran for a moment. The Beta examined the mark, then huffed, crossing his arms.

"I don't see anything special about it. It's just a mark," hr grumbled, looking away. Pidge was shocked to see scars littering Coran's neck, and he leaned forward to sniff deeply of his scent. Shiro moved to stop him, but Pidge had moved back.

"You're an Omega," the male whispered, eyes wide. Coran spluttered, looking at Pidge with wide eyes.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" He snapped, eyes shining with unmistakable tears. Without warning, Pidge pulled Coran close and hugged him tightly. The orange-haired male grew still and stiff, looking down at Pidge with fear, before slowly breaking and hugging him back tightly. Allura smiled, moving toward Shiro, allowing him to scent her suddenly. It didn't take long before Allura became part of the Pack, and when Pidge discovered this, he scented Coran, bringing him into it as well. The Pack was slowly growing...