by Joyee Flynn
“I want one.” Tristan pouted, even going as far as to stick out his lower lip when he looked at me.
“And so we should split up siblings because you want one?” I gave him my best serious face, complete with eyebrow raise.
“Right, of course. I’ll just take them both then.” He gave me an innocent smile that I knew was for shit.
“Find your own,” Levey growled as he snagged one from Tristan. “Wes loves these guys as his kids. You can’t take them.”
“He was just teasing, Levey,” I said gently. “But it’s good to know you would protect the pups from anyone if I’m not around.” I stepped into the pen and laughed how my boys were jumping all over each other to get to me. “I think I’ve finally named them though.” I picked up my little troublemaker first. “This is Devil.”
“Fitting,” Tristan chuckled as he showed us a hole in his jeans. “He wasn’t happy when I was holding his brother instead of him and decided to show me.”
“Yeah, that’s right on the money,” Levey added.
“And this is Angel,” I informed them as I picked up the other pup. Again, it was fitting, not just because the pups were yin and yang in personality, but Angel spent as much time as I did trying to keep Devil out of trouble. “It’s time for their hunting lesson so if anyone wants to shift and help us get some rabbits for their lunch, you’re more than welcome.”
Harkin and Bay had some things they needed to do for the pack so they didn’t end up coming with. Levey and Tristan were in though. Tristan admitted he could use the chance to let his wolf run after the flight, and Levey… I think Levey just loved the pups as much as I did. He ended up watching them most times when I needed to step away so I think they had bonded.
The pups hid in the grass, ready to pounce if needed as we hunted as a team. I scared the rabbits out and they went straight for Levey and Tristan in their fear. It worked out well because I’d been showing them how to hunt as a solo act. But they had a sibling so it was a good chance for them to see how much easier it was to hunt in groups.
They brought the kill over to the pups, using their sharper adult teeth to open the flesh up. Then we sat back and watched Devil and Angel tear into their dinner… Literally. It wasn’t as creepy as it sounds, simply the way things were and how they ate.
We couldn’t help but laugh when they were done. Each had eaten a full rabbit, completely down to the scraps, moved closer to us, and practically toppled over from all that was in their bellies. They both lay on their backs, showing us that they knew we were above them in the hierarchy and as a submissive sign they were grateful for the food. Which was all over them.
It was definitely bath time. I picked up Devil while Levey grabbed Angel by the scruff of his neck and we headed home. Once we were at the house we all shifted back and walked into the kitchen.
“Seriously, where didn’t they get the rabbit?” Levey chuckled as he pulled out a small piece of Angel’s dinner from his ear. “When was the last time you fed them?”
“Shut up,” I gasped as I snagged Angel as well. “I’ve been feeding them better than Stacy said they would in the wild, okay? They’re growing boys that need lots of nutrition! We just weighed them yesterday and they’ve doubled in size in the two weeks—”
Levey leaned in and kissed me, effectively shutting me up. “I was kidding. It’s like when Bay and Harkin tease me that I need to hydrate better because I guzzle down water sometimes. But the joke is that I’m always doing it, like I never get any. I know how well you’re taking care of the pups.”
“Oh, okay then.” I smiled, blushing a little as we moved them to the sink. They didn’t like bath time but I’d figured out if we didn’t stick them directly under the water it wasn’t so bad. Normally in the wild, a mother wolf would lick them clean. They didn’t have one and I couldn’t stomach doing that, even in my shifted form. It was just gross.
Instead I used warm water on a soft washcloth and got them clean. Devil lay down on a hand towel next to the sink, showing me his belly as I wiped all the nasty leftover rabbit off of him. He was just too cute! It was one of the things he liked so he never started trouble then.
Five minutes after his bath and he would though.
Tristan was doing the same with Angel while Levey was busy doing other things… Mainly touching me.
“This is so not the time, Levey,” I chastised gently as he massaged my ass. His whole body was against mine as he kissed along my neck.
“You’re so gorgeous the way you smile and coo at them, so loving. And you came outside smelling like sex even though I know you guys took a shower. And then my wolf loved how sleek and sexy your wolf was. Now you’re naked, happy, and not shoving me away for once and I can’t help it, Wes. Gods, I want you so badly.”
“I never shoved you away,” I defended as I tilted my neck to give him better access.
“No, not physically but when I’d try to approach you and saw how closed off you were to any contact it was almost the same thing. You weren’t receptive.”
“Apparently I am now,” I moaned.
“And I need to grovel,” he purred. I didn’t know what he meant until he dropped to his knees and buried his face in my ass. I gasped when his tongue licked my hole, clutching onto the counter so I didn’t collapse.
“Never had someone do that before, huh?” Tristan chuckled, guessing that’s why I was reacting the way I was.
“No,” I moaned, leaning over to give Levey more room. “The idea never even appealed to me before, but now? Holy shit I could beg for this daily it feels so good.”
Devil realized his bath was being interrupted and gave me an annoyed yap.
“Just a second, sweetie. Daddy’s being loved on by your other daddy.”
“I got him.” Tristan moved Angel, who was already napping, over on a clean towel, and brought Devil closer. “You’re going to be a great parent one day, Wes.”
“Uh-huh,” I mumbled, only half listening. “Can’t have kids. Plan on trying a lot, but they won’t get me pregnant.”
“Goofball,” Levey mumbled into my ass. I simply nodded, willing to agree to anything if he kept doing that.
“Why don’t I watch the pups outside while you guys fuck each other silly?” Tristan offered when he was done bathing them. Again, I nodded, not really listening. My friend laughed as he carried our boys outside to their pen.
“Gonna come,” I moaned as Levey kept eating me, now while fucking me with four fingers and his tongue.
“Do it, baby. We want to watch you scream in pleasure,” Harkin purred. My head snapped up, not realizing we’d had an audience. Sure enough, Bay was kissing along Harkin’s shoulder while his hands were down the man’s pants. It seemed they’d been watching for a while.
I threw back my head and cried out Levey’s name as I shot my load all over the side of the counter. He kept up his attentions on me, not even slowing when I whimpered that it was too much when my orgasm subsided.
“Say yes, Wes,” he begged as he stood behind me.
“Yes, yes, and yes,” I gasped, my heart racing a mile a minute. Levey pushed his slicked-up cock inside of me. I wasn’t sure what he used for lube and I wasn’t sure I cared right then. He took me hard and fast, thanking me over and over again for giving myself to him.
He came inside of me with a grunt, my body accepting his, as I moaned at the feeling of his seed filling me. Levey slumped over me when he was spent, kissing my neck and shoulders as his hands stroked the sides of my body.
“I’m so sorry, baby.”
“For what?” I slurred, so tired from all the attention I sounded drunk.
“You didn’t come with me. I was a selfish lover.” He sounded so pained at the idea that I turned my head enough to make sure he saw I was smiling.
“You wore me out so good the first round and I couldn’t recover in time. That doesn’t make you a selfish lover or that I didn’t enjoy every thrust of the fucking you just gave me. I loved it. It was so good I
’m going to pass out now.”
“Rest. We’ll take care of the pups and dinner,” he chuckled and gave me a quick kiss. I fell asleep before my head even touched back on the counter, his cock still inside of me, and a big ol’ smile on my lips.
Chapter 7
“So two of three, huh?” Tristan teased me later when we were taking a walk.
“Yeah, because it’s not like I ever walked in on all three of your men gangbanging your ass,” I answered with a snicker, making sure to be crude. Sure enough, my friend’s face turned so bright red that I could see it even with the setting sun.
“I do like a good gang bang,” he mumbled. I threw back my head and laughed. Tristan was so huge, so in charge, it was easy to forget he was so young. I mean, he was only twenty-two. It was nice to see that side of him. “So what’s up with the idea to take a walk?”
“I figured since you flew all the way out here to help me when I needed you, the least I could do is show you something new.”
“I do like learning.” I knew without looking that there was a bright smile on his face. It was the truth. Tristan soaked up knowledge like a sponge. “So what’s the gift?”
It was then I realized there was a conversation I had a feeling we were long overdue for. “Tristan, explain to me what our powers are. What do you mean by gift?” I should have brought this up much sooner but since I had a feeling it would change his foundation of what he thought Omegas were, I hadn’t. I’d come to him this damaged, crazy to most, abused Omega.
Why would he have listened to one word I said?
“Um, I’m guessing this is a trick question,” he answered slowly and took a deep breath once we got to the dock. “Once we’re activated as Omegas after we’re claimed we start tapping into energy inside of us and acquiring gifts. Like I started growing and feeling emotions of the people I care about.”
“And you think by feeling the energy of another’s gift you can just pick it up?”
“Yes, but the way you’re asking me this is leading me to believe I don’t have it right.”
“No, not really,” I told him with a shrug. “A special gift that most can’t do is like how we turn into wolves, have wolves inside of us. We can’t meet another type of shifter and suddenly be able to turn into a lion. Our gift, and this is the gift of all Omegas, is to be able to tap into energy.”
“I don’t get the difference.”
“You can pick up other people’s talents because you see how they use the energy. Everything has energy. Think of it like electricity or even auras. You can see differences, feel them, right?”
“Yeah, like Jared has a different energy I feel than Cameron or you.”
“But it’s more than just people.” I sat down on the dock, Tristan doing the same. I touched the wood and closed my eyes. “I can feel this is wood from touch, but if I read its energy like I would a person, I can tell it’s wood too.”
“That’s how you can control water,” he surmised. “You can feel its energy.”
“Exactly. So it’s not that you’re acquiring new gifts, like throwing something in a shopping cart. You learn different ways to tap into the energy around you and do new things with it. Let me show you how I’ve been cleaning up the lake.”
“Drop my shields?”
“Yup, and I’m going to teach you how to channel energy. I can use you like a lightning rod and energy you possess, the energy you can use, I can add to my own.”
“So cool,” he whispered in awe. I took his hand in mine and cast the mental net I’d been using to pull toxins out of the water. At first I just used my own powers, but then combined it with his so he could feel how it worked and the net tripled in size. “I get it.”
“Do you understand how my channeling you is no different than using the energy around you to read people?”
“Yeah, it makes me see what we can do in a whole new light.”
“Good because somewhere down the line Omegas lost that sense of our power. I hear them talk about being able to do only certain things. Our gift of harnessing energy is truly limitless, Tristan. There’s no cap on what we can do. It’s only a matter of what we are able to do first and then building on that.”
“No other Omega has explained it to me like this. How do you know all of this, Wes? The High Council is even in the dark as to how it works and what makes us different.”
“It’s normally a shot in the dark or a fluke when a wolf mates with a human woman and they get an Omega. The case isn’t true for me. I come from a long line of Omegas. My father was very old when he had me. He actually hadn’t meant to have a child, hoping the line would die with him. It’s amazing what I remember now that my brain is back to normal from having been claimed.”
“Why? Why would he want to take such a powerful line from the world?” I could hear the confusion and worry in his voice that it might have happened. We kept focusing our energy and pulling the net tighter, getting lots of toxins I couldn’t have reached originally without completely draining myself.
“So his child wouldn’t suffer as he did, as I ended up suffering. He knew I would be an Omega and he didn’t want that for his son. But it wasn’t always the way things were before you and Carson stepped in and changed them. My family wrote down Omegas’ histories, generation after generation of every Omega they could find.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah, there’s a small library of them that I grew up reading. But when my dad died my mom quickly hid it all before she joined him.”
“What do you mean?” he asked hesitantly, turning to the side so he was facing me while we were holding hands. “They went together?”
“Ask me how old they were,” I chuckled.
“How old?” He looked almost scared as he asked.
“Four hundred years old. When mated pairs bond, their life spans go together or one right after the other when they simply die of old age. For Omegas, it’s normally double the life span of a typical wolf if they go from natural causes.”
“You’re telling me if no one kills me or I don’t have some kind of accident that I’ll live to be four hundred?”
“Approximately, yes.”
“Holy fucking shit on a stick,” he whispered and then whistled. “So what happened to you when your parents died? Why was none of this in your file?”
“Because I was special from the moment I was born coming from the line of wolves I did,” I answered with a snicker. “The High Council was scared of me. My power didn’t come at twenty-one after I was claimed by an inner circle. I had the start of my powers from birth. I don’t remember much until I was five or so but by then I was reading people and what most newly activated Omegas go through.
“My parents died when I was fifteen. I stayed with my aunt and uncle. They were good people but they were scared of me too. They let me homeschool and figure things out myself and then when I turned twenty-one, they sold me as per our laws now.”
“But that wasn’t always the law?”
“No, not even close,” I chuckled. “Omegas used to choose who was worthy of ruling the packs. We’d scan energy and pick the strongest, most moral men to be the inner circle. Then we’d pair an Omega, who was willing of course, with them.”
“How did that change? When did it change?”
“About a hundred years before my father was born. I’ve read the history of it. Alphas got nervous of our power and so did the High Council. They started killing off Omegas that they saw as a threat. My grandfather hid but documented it all. It was all swept under the proverbial rug and a few generations later, no one was ever the wiser that was what happened. The High Council wrote laws about how we were to be owned and burned everything about the old ways.”
“So how did your father have a female mate and not an inner circle?”
“My grandfather met a woman when he was in hiding and fell in love. They had my father but they never had a pack. Then when the dust settled and the new ways were put into place, my grandparents pass
ed, and my father wanted to see our world for himself. But he had already mated. The High Council gave him a pass, wanting the power for themselves. So that’s what he was, the High Council’s dirty secret for many years.
“But then most of the old ones died out and he was given sanctuary in a pack to live out the rest of his life with my mother. Of course, they had no clue that he would live over another two hundred years. And then towards the end I came along as a whoops baby, and here we are.”
“I can’t believe we used to be so powerful like that. How did it happen? I mean, if back then we knew how to tap into our energy better than we do now, how could they have killed any of us?”
“No one thought the Council or Alphas would have done something like they did. And even when it started, it wasn’t like today where I could pick up my phone and give you the heads-up that shit was going down. It was five hundred years ago. Inner circles who feared the power of their own Omegas killed them in their beds. Would you ever think Jared, Cameron, and Rhyce would turn on you?”
“No, of course they wouldn’t. How could you even suggest that?”
“I know they wouldn’t, sweetie,” I said gently, realizing the idea alone had him close to tears. “They love you. Hell, some of the inner circles might have loved their Omegas, but they were afraid of what they could do. And fear is a dangerous emotion. One whisper from the High Council back then that their Omega could kill them all and their loyalty changed.”
“That’s why you were so freaked out when we accused you of tricking us,” Bay said quietly.
“Yeah, pretty much. I grew up reading story after story of inner circles turning on their Omegas along with the High Council that’s supposed to protect us all. Wouldn’t you wig out?”
“Yes. I don’t know if I could ever trust anyone ever again,” Levey admitted. “You don’t seem shocked that we’re here.”
“I knew the moment you made the decision to have Adam and Susie watch the pups to come check on me.” I glanced at them, chuckling when I saw matching shocked expressions. “And now you know why I was also so freaked out about you wanting to know everything I could do as if listing my crimes for someone.”