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cillab42Fic title: The Wrath of the Horseman
Author name:cillab42
Genre: J2
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: R
Word count: 3541
Disclaimer: As far as I know this didn't happen, it's pure fiction.
Warnings: m/m, violence, mpreg
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Summary: After a spell has been cast on his mate, Jared has to fight Jensen in order to breed him.
A/N: This was originally an entry for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
smpc, and intended to be a one shot, but with the encouragement from readers I wrote a second part, but I was not sure where I wanted to go with the story. Then one night the rest came to me and I have finished this in five parts. I hope that there is someone still waning to read.
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“No!” Jared growled at Chad’s words. The growl was so loud and so fierce that it shook the walls of the stone den.
Jared’s first instinct was to protect Jensen and their unborn pup so he stood in front of his mate as though the threat was in the room with them. He was going to go outside, no one was entering into his home, but he had to know that Jensen was protected.
As experienced a fighter as Jensen was, Jared knew that he would be worried if he were out there in the fray.
“Chad, as my second I’m making it your responsibility to protect Jensen and our pup from my enemies.”
“No, Jared,” Chad denied fiercely, “as your second it is my place to be beside you in battle, not playing nursemaid to your Omega!”
Jared could see that Jensen was becoming angry and ready to validate Chads point, but he stopped them both cold.
“Had you let me kill Amell earlier, then this conversation would be for naught. Let him live you said, it would be better for Jensen. Tell me Chad, how is this better? Protect my mate or it will be your life that hangs in the balance!” he warned before he shifted and leapt towards the dens entrance.
Once outside the den, Jared knew that he was not facing the mob alone; all of his senses told him that those in his elite circle were close by if he needed them.
As he walked towards the group led by Amell, Jared scented the air and knew that Aldis, Christian, Tom, Mike and even Megalyn were there and as with Chad and the den, Jared trusted them with his life.
The only key member of his group who was missing was Idris and he was not present because he volunteered to guard the pass into the pack lands last night to allow their pack mate A.J. to be present when his mate Travis delivered their first pup.
Despite his eagerness to rip out this traitor’s throat, Jared took his time and sauntered as though he didn’t have a care in the world until he was facing Stephen who had to stand and wait for him.
Walking to his enemy also served another purpose, if Jared went to them, which meant that he was away from the den, keeping Jensen out of harm’s way.
“Hand him over to us and we’ll make sure that he doesn’t suffer, he’ll die quickly,” Amell told Jared once he stood in front of the smaller Alpha.
“Stop, Stephen,” Sandy pleaded with her friend. “No one going to kill Jensen, Morgan wants him and will take care of him. He’s blessed that a powerful Alpha wants a barren Omega.”
“This Alpha wants this Omega, barren or not. He will bear my pups in a few month’s time, so his ability to give me progeny is no longer an issue.”
“I’m sure you believe that Jared, but time has proven him barren. I know he’s your mate, but Jared, you must break his bond and choose a new mate or lose your place as our Alpha. Diana and Luna have both given us signs that tell us it is time Jared. The pack has spoken and I’m to be your new mate.” She proudly advised.
For the first time, Jared looked at the small group assembled before him and he was not sure if he was more hurt or disappointed. After Sandy’s display this afternoon, Jared was not surprised to see her here. He had given her some leeway after the incidence earlier because she was Sam’s daughter, but there was only so much lenience that he would afford her.
Sandy was using the love that Jared felt for her mother, the woman who essentially, was his mother, to be brave enough to step to him without fear. He bore his canines in a wicked grin when he sensed the change in her eyes and smelled the scent of fear when she realized that she was wrong.
The thing was she and Amell were not alone, there was also Sterling, Genevieve, and Matt and Misha, and several others standing there, waiting for a chance to hurt his mate.
Their presence made his wolf deaf to her reasoning, Jared’s time was better spent concentrating on deciphering his enemy. Like Amell, several of the people standing beside him were new to the pack, and had joined in the past solstice because they were pack-less. Weren’t they?
However, not all of them were new to the pack; Misha and his mate Matt, Sandy and Dick were all born into this pack, were littermates with him and Jensen. The thought of their betrayal really brought his wolf to the surface now, because the only thought in his mind was protectmineprotect.
There were others he’s sure, because Chad had been telling him things for a while, but he had been so goddamned cocksure that he placed Jensen’s life in jeopardy, but he would die defending his Omega. Later, Jared would suss the others out, but first he had to deal with the bastard standing in front of him.
"Shift!" Jared’s wolf ordered telepathically.
Despite the fact that he was challenging his pack Alpha, Stephen's wolf automatically obeyed the command of said Alpha, shifted, and was soon on all fours in a beautiful coat of tan, eye to eye with the most dangerous wolf in the pack.
At first, they circled one another as though daring the other one strike first. Jared knew that he was going to let the smaller wolf make the first strike, allowing him to feel as though he had the upper hand. When Amell did strike, it was head on.
The upstart came at Jared rearing up on his hind legs in an attempt to rake long nails across the Alpha’s face; mimicking the smaller wolfs stance, Jared blocked the attempt and was able to land his blow, drawing first blood.
After being knocked back by Jared large paw, Amell quickly regrouped and began to circle again, but this time with a purpose. This time he didn’t take the larger wolf head on, he bit at his hind legs it an attempt to bring him down.
The tactic worked and before Jared knew it, he was on the ground with that bastard going for his throat. Jared managed to twist his large body from beneath Amell, but not before the tan wolf drew blood of his own.
Amell gave Jared a bloody grin, circled him before mocking telepathically; “when I finish you and take over the pack, I might just fuck Jensen myself before I kill him. I’m supposed to hand him over to Morgan - because he’s got a hard on for your Omega - but I don’t think so. I’ll be Alpha and Jensen will make a good example to keep everyone in line.”
The words were intended to make Jared angry and they succeeded, but instead of losing his cool, Jared struck. While Amell was celebrating the aptly placed barb, he failed to notice that Jared had stopped circling him. It gave Jared the advantage and allowed him to jump on Amell’s back, and began to sink teeth wherever he found purchase.
The first bite was not a kill, but it was a well-placed one to an artery that caused his opponent to lose a lot of blood fast. The next bite was just as serious and the next few were designed just to toy with his prey.
Had Jared not been in killing frenzy, he could have heard the gasps from the wolves gathered around them as they heard flesh tear and bones break.
“Jared stop!” Sandy cried out, wanting to protect her friend, knowing that it was too late.
Once his wolf tasted the blood, there was no stopping. The lifeblood had rushed into Jared’s mouth from the artery he severed with razor sharp teeth and was like a power surge as it drained life from the body beneath his.
The blood tasted warm, metallic, and satisfying. It tasted like victory, and when he turned the now sluggish body over and ripped his throat to shreds, it was triumph.
Jared shifted back to his human form, naked and covered in blood, his pupils were dilated and his chest was heaving from the exhaustion, but he was ready to take on any more comers.
“You didn’t have to kill him,” Sandy sobbed as she ran towards her friends’ body, but Jared quickly shifted and jumped towards her until his paws struck her chest knocking her to the ground.
His wolf still at the surface was furious, this was his kill, and how dare she try to touch it. He hovered over her with blood and saliva dripping from his mouth onto hers, his nostrils blowing hot air into hers as though they were sharing the same breath. Jared was silently daring her to move, wanting her too so that he could put a permanent end them sharing the same air.
He could smell her fear and reveled in her whimpers as she lay there, trying to keep her body still. He could hear her heartbeat pounding in her chest. His wolf was chanting, eatiteatiteatit and Jared was not sure why he was fighting his wolfs demands. She deserved nothing less for daring to touch his kill. However, she didn’t move.
When he was satisfied that she was not going to bother the body, he moved off her, and watched to see if anyone else was going to be as foolish.
No one made a move, not even to help Sandy.
Jared shifted again, and stepped back from Sandy. Once he was at least two feet from her, she quickly got to her feet and ran to her friends.
“He stays there until I say different,” Jared instructed as he hit his chest for emphasis.
“If any of you that feel the same as he did, you can leave at first light, no one’s asking you to stay. If you do, you will be branded bondus Omega. Any bond you have formed will be broken making you available for anyone who wants to use you.
He walked over to his former littermate and friend, and sneered, “Being branded bondus Omega won’t bode well for you or your pretty little mate Misha.”
Jared could hear Jensen in his head calling out for confirmation that his mate was okay. He wanted to get back to Jensen, to reassure him that he was victorious, but he was careful not to turn his back on his enemies before he made it back to the mouth of the den.
To turn his back would have been foolish, to do so would have meant certain death and he has no wish to die.
Once he was sure that no one else was going to challenge him, Jared made his way back to his den, to Jensen to show his Omega that all he suffered was a flesh wound.
The rest of the morning Jared was restless. He had ended his immediate threat, but he knew that something else was coming. He could feel it in his bones.
He stayed true to his word and left Amell’s body out in the open and he would stare out of the mouth of his home, daring anyone who came near to touch it. Only his mate attempted to approach it anyway. Even the vultures would not come and feast on the traitor’s body, they settled for what was left of the elk carcass from yesterday’s kill.
The only people that Jared allowed in his den were the group that stood with him and his mate at first light. The only exceptions were Idris, A.J. and the woman who came to plead with him now.
The sun had not yet reached its highest point and already those who had banded together with Amell had been vanquished from the Padalecki Pack and all of its territory. That included Sandy.
“Hello, Jared,” she greeted softly as though not to spook him.
“She betrayed me Den,” Jared stated flatly, “She was a part of the threat to me and my mate and she had to go.”
“She’s my daughter, Jared. My flesh and bone,” Sam pleaded.
Jared stared at her, this woman before him was not the second most powerful shaman this pack had ever known, but she was a mother, pleading for her child and as much as he wanted to give in, Jared remembered that her child wanted to kill his mate.
“She can stay Sam, but she will be bondus. If I made an exception for her, then I would have no reason not to make one for the rest of them. Amell left his family unprotected because of his greed, and Misha was not the friend I thought him to be. I will not make an exception for them, nor will I for Sandy.”
“She’s young, stupid and impetus…”
“No exceptions, Sam. With your power and visions, only Loretta was better than you are,” he said mentioning the former pack shaman who had left with Morgan when Jared defeated him. “So you had to see it, know what she was doing. Why didn’t’ you stop her or at least warn me?” Jared questioned.
“I thought that their plans would not come to fruition.”
“Then you thought wrong,” Jared, advised her before turning his back to dismiss her.
“She didn’t convince you to let Sandy stay huh, Alpha?” Chris asked as he passed a crying Sam on his way in,”
“No, Jared confirmed. “She made her choice and I made mine.”
As Chris was giving him a report on the state of the pack after this morning’s failed coup attempt, Jared was only half listening. He watched as Jensen began to move from their room to hover in front of his den.
“It must be true then,” Chris smiled and interrupted the report he was giving his Alpha. “Jensen really is pregnant.”
When Jared heard those words, for a moment Jared bore no resemblance to the pack Alpha who struck a note of fear in his enemies, and gave Chris a dimpled smile that answered without words.
“Yes!” he answered enthusiastically and cocked his head towards, his Omega still standing outside of the den. “But it looks as though Jensen is having a hard time believing it as well.”
Chad walked in and caught the end of the conversation between the two men. Although he did not voice his concern, the look on his face telegraphed it.
“I’m fine,” Jensen muttered, exasperation clearly heard in his voice.
“We did not…” Jared started.
“Do you not think that I missed the looks of poor Jensen on your faces? And you, Jared,” he pointed at his mate, “should know better. You are my mate; therefore I can feel and hear your every emotion and thought.”
“Sorry,” the three of them mumbled.
“It’s just that we have even more to worry about now that you are with pup. You have the Packs future nestled under your heart, and we have to protect you at all costs.” Chad apologized.
Jared could feel that Jensen was not angry, he was just using that emotion to cover up another: Fear. His Omega was terrified of what had happened and their unclear future and that made Jared angrier that he was this morning.
His Omega was pregnant after seven long bitter solstices, and they should be celebrating. There should be music; the pack should be dancing and feasts that last five, no seven moons to celebrate this new life. Other Omegas should be lining up to be the one to help care for the pack's Omega, but instead there is only hatred and fear.
Sensing that his mate wanted to be left alone, Jared walked Chris and Chad to the dens entrance to finish discussing Pack business, but Jensen just followed them.
“Was everything okay with the patrols last night?” Jared questioned. Two men had sneaked onto their lands and attacked Jensen so someone should have seen something. “With an uprising in the making, I expected something to happen. I don’t want to be caught holding my cock when it does.”
“I haven’t spoken to A.J. or Idris, this morning,” Chris, informed him. “But with everything that happened this morning, I could have missed him.”
“As his pups are due today, I’m pretty sure that A.J. made a beeline for Travis, but it’s not like Idris not to report after a patrol, no matter how uneventful the night has been,” Chris said with a frown.
“Nor is it like him to pass up on good fight,” Chad interposed.
“Chris,” Jared said urgently.
“I’m on it Alpha,” he answered as he turned and ran from the den.
“Oh, god, how could I forget, “Jensen asked rhetorically. “In all of the excitement, I forgot that the pups are due today.
He turned to follow Chris from the den but he was stopped when a large hand grabbed his upper arm.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Jared growled.
“I promised Travis that I would be there for the birth,” Jensen explained as he narrowed his eyes and looked down at Jared’s bruising grip.
Chad sensed that he was not needed for this conversation and hastily walked past the Alpha and Omega, leaving them to talk in private.
“I cannot let you do that Jensen, not today,” Jared told his using a soft tone that brooked no argument. Well from anyone who wasn’t Jensen.
“I promised him that I would help, Jared. This is his first litter and he’s terrified.”
“So am I,” Jared told him.
Jensen still looked at Jared’s hand on his arm, but instead of removing it, Jared used it to guide the Omega to the mouth of the den and using his free hand to point down at Amell’s corpse.
“They wanted that to be you, Jensen,” he husked. “People we considered to be friends-some family even- and some of them still want that to be you. Until we know who we can trust, I’m sorry Jensen, but you have to stay in my sight.”
Jared watched as Jensen looked to the right towards Travis’ den. His full lips trembled in the anger that the Alpha could feel coming off him in droves, but he knew that Jensen would take heed.
“Okay, Jared,” Jensen said, “you’ve made your point both with them and Amell. Let go of my arm and give Chad the order to move Amell’s body.”
Jensen delivered his edict and walked back inside and Jared knew that he should not follow.
Chris had shifted as soon as he had left the alpha’s den and his first stop had been to see Travis, or rather A.J. According to the Omegas in attendance, the alpha had not returned from patrol. Chris made up a story about how he had forgotten that A.J. was supposed to be in a meeting with the Alpha and he had to hurry to make it on time.
He was sure that no on bought is story, especially after the melee this morning. His next stop was to the foot of the mountains that was the only entrance into the pack lands. He scented the area for the missing men, and only caught faint scents from either.
If they were still there, their scents should be stronger, so Chris cautiously made his way further into the wooded area they used for cover. Under the canopy, he caught a stronger whiff of both men’s scents, but found something more troubling.
There were four sets of tracks and only two scents. How was that possible? Chris looked again and he was sure that there were four sets. Three males and a female. The longer he followed the scents, the stronger they became, mixed with something else.
Blood. Blood and silver.
Chris wanted more than anything to hurry and find his pack mates, but he could not be careless, as it could mean life or death. The scent became stronger the longer he walked and he noticed that one of the wolves were dragging his hind legs and that the trail was leading him to a familiar place, Idris’ home.
Idris’ den was not like Jared’s and he could easily be surprised, but this time it was Chris who was surprised. There, crumpled at the mouth of the den, was A.J. looking as though he was bleeding out.
As he reached the body, he noticed that his breathing was shallow, but he was still alive. Wanting to get his downed brethren help, Chris threw his head back and howled, giving his location and that help was needed.
He heard a commotion behind him, and Chris turned to see Idris approaching him.
"He needs help," Chris telepathed to the tall dark skinned man, and was about to shout for him to watch out when Idris raised a gun and leveled it at Chris and piercing his skin with a silver bullet.
His first thought was why, but before he closed his eyes, he had his answer, J.D. Morgan.
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Author name:cillab42
Genre: J2
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: R
Word count: 3541
Disclaimer: As far as I know this didn't happen, it's pure fiction.
Warnings: m/m, violence, mpreg
beta:
masja_17Summary: After a spell has been cast on his mate, Jared has to fight Jensen in order to breed him.
A/N: This was originally an entry for
smpc, and intended to be a one shot, but with the encouragement from readers I wrote a second part, but I was not sure where I wanted to go with the story. Then one night the rest came to me and I have finished this in five parts. I hope that there is someone still waning to read.previous
“No!” Jared growled at Chad’s words. The growl was so loud and so fierce that it shook the walls of the stone den.
Jared’s first instinct was to protect Jensen and their unborn pup so he stood in front of his mate as though the threat was in the room with them. He was going to go outside, no one was entering into his home, but he had to know that Jensen was protected.
As experienced a fighter as Jensen was, Jared knew that he would be worried if he were out there in the fray.
“Chad, as my second I’m making it your responsibility to protect Jensen and our pup from my enemies.”
“No, Jared,” Chad denied fiercely, “as your second it is my place to be beside you in battle, not playing nursemaid to your Omega!”
Jared could see that Jensen was becoming angry and ready to validate Chads point, but he stopped them both cold.
“Had you let me kill Amell earlier, then this conversation would be for naught. Let him live you said, it would be better for Jensen. Tell me Chad, how is this better? Protect my mate or it will be your life that hangs in the balance!” he warned before he shifted and leapt towards the dens entrance.
Once outside the den, Jared knew that he was not facing the mob alone; all of his senses told him that those in his elite circle were close by if he needed them.
As he walked towards the group led by Amell, Jared scented the air and knew that Aldis, Christian, Tom, Mike and even Megalyn were there and as with Chad and the den, Jared trusted them with his life.
The only key member of his group who was missing was Idris and he was not present because he volunteered to guard the pass into the pack lands last night to allow their pack mate A.J. to be present when his mate Travis delivered their first pup.
Despite his eagerness to rip out this traitor’s throat, Jared took his time and sauntered as though he didn’t have a care in the world until he was facing Stephen who had to stand and wait for him.
Walking to his enemy also served another purpose, if Jared went to them, which meant that he was away from the den, keeping Jensen out of harm’s way.
“Hand him over to us and we’ll make sure that he doesn’t suffer, he’ll die quickly,” Amell told Jared once he stood in front of the smaller Alpha.
“Stop, Stephen,” Sandy pleaded with her friend. “No one going to kill Jensen, Morgan wants him and will take care of him. He’s blessed that a powerful Alpha wants a barren Omega.”
“This Alpha wants this Omega, barren or not. He will bear my pups in a few month’s time, so his ability to give me progeny is no longer an issue.”
“I’m sure you believe that Jared, but time has proven him barren. I know he’s your mate, but Jared, you must break his bond and choose a new mate or lose your place as our Alpha. Diana and Luna have both given us signs that tell us it is time Jared. The pack has spoken and I’m to be your new mate.” She proudly advised.
For the first time, Jared looked at the small group assembled before him and he was not sure if he was more hurt or disappointed. After Sandy’s display this afternoon, Jared was not surprised to see her here. He had given her some leeway after the incidence earlier because she was Sam’s daughter, but there was only so much lenience that he would afford her.
Sandy was using the love that Jared felt for her mother, the woman who essentially, was his mother, to be brave enough to step to him without fear. He bore his canines in a wicked grin when he sensed the change in her eyes and smelled the scent of fear when she realized that she was wrong.
The thing was she and Amell were not alone, there was also Sterling, Genevieve, and Matt and Misha, and several others standing there, waiting for a chance to hurt his mate.
Their presence made his wolf deaf to her reasoning, Jared’s time was better spent concentrating on deciphering his enemy. Like Amell, several of the people standing beside him were new to the pack, and had joined in the past solstice because they were pack-less. Weren’t they?
However, not all of them were new to the pack; Misha and his mate Matt, Sandy and Dick were all born into this pack, were littermates with him and Jensen. The thought of their betrayal really brought his wolf to the surface now, because the only thought in his mind was protectmineprotect.
There were others he’s sure, because Chad had been telling him things for a while, but he had been so goddamned cocksure that he placed Jensen’s life in jeopardy, but he would die defending his Omega. Later, Jared would suss the others out, but first he had to deal with the bastard standing in front of him.
"Shift!" Jared’s wolf ordered telepathically.
Despite the fact that he was challenging his pack Alpha, Stephen's wolf automatically obeyed the command of said Alpha, shifted, and was soon on all fours in a beautiful coat of tan, eye to eye with the most dangerous wolf in the pack.
At first, they circled one another as though daring the other one strike first. Jared knew that he was going to let the smaller wolf make the first strike, allowing him to feel as though he had the upper hand. When Amell did strike, it was head on.
The upstart came at Jared rearing up on his hind legs in an attempt to rake long nails across the Alpha’s face; mimicking the smaller wolfs stance, Jared blocked the attempt and was able to land his blow, drawing first blood.
After being knocked back by Jared large paw, Amell quickly regrouped and began to circle again, but this time with a purpose. This time he didn’t take the larger wolf head on, he bit at his hind legs it an attempt to bring him down.
The tactic worked and before Jared knew it, he was on the ground with that bastard going for his throat. Jared managed to twist his large body from beneath Amell, but not before the tan wolf drew blood of his own.
Amell gave Jared a bloody grin, circled him before mocking telepathically; “when I finish you and take over the pack, I might just fuck Jensen myself before I kill him. I’m supposed to hand him over to Morgan - because he’s got a hard on for your Omega - but I don’t think so. I’ll be Alpha and Jensen will make a good example to keep everyone in line.”
The words were intended to make Jared angry and they succeeded, but instead of losing his cool, Jared struck. While Amell was celebrating the aptly placed barb, he failed to notice that Jared had stopped circling him. It gave Jared the advantage and allowed him to jump on Amell’s back, and began to sink teeth wherever he found purchase.
The first bite was not a kill, but it was a well-placed one to an artery that caused his opponent to lose a lot of blood fast. The next bite was just as serious and the next few were designed just to toy with his prey.
Had Jared not been in killing frenzy, he could have heard the gasps from the wolves gathered around them as they heard flesh tear and bones break.
“Jared stop!” Sandy cried out, wanting to protect her friend, knowing that it was too late.
Once his wolf tasted the blood, there was no stopping. The lifeblood had rushed into Jared’s mouth from the artery he severed with razor sharp teeth and was like a power surge as it drained life from the body beneath his.
The blood tasted warm, metallic, and satisfying. It tasted like victory, and when he turned the now sluggish body over and ripped his throat to shreds, it was triumph.
Jared shifted back to his human form, naked and covered in blood, his pupils were dilated and his chest was heaving from the exhaustion, but he was ready to take on any more comers.
“You didn’t have to kill him,” Sandy sobbed as she ran towards her friends’ body, but Jared quickly shifted and jumped towards her until his paws struck her chest knocking her to the ground.
His wolf still at the surface was furious, this was his kill, and how dare she try to touch it. He hovered over her with blood and saliva dripping from his mouth onto hers, his nostrils blowing hot air into hers as though they were sharing the same breath. Jared was silently daring her to move, wanting her too so that he could put a permanent end them sharing the same air.
He could smell her fear and reveled in her whimpers as she lay there, trying to keep her body still. He could hear her heartbeat pounding in her chest. His wolf was chanting, eatiteatiteatit and Jared was not sure why he was fighting his wolfs demands. She deserved nothing less for daring to touch his kill. However, she didn’t move.
When he was satisfied that she was not going to bother the body, he moved off her, and watched to see if anyone else was going to be as foolish.
No one made a move, not even to help Sandy.
Jared shifted again, and stepped back from Sandy. Once he was at least two feet from her, she quickly got to her feet and ran to her friends.
“He stays there until I say different,” Jared instructed as he hit his chest for emphasis.
“If any of you that feel the same as he did, you can leave at first light, no one’s asking you to stay. If you do, you will be branded bondus Omega. Any bond you have formed will be broken making you available for anyone who wants to use you.
He walked over to his former littermate and friend, and sneered, “Being branded bondus Omega won’t bode well for you or your pretty little mate Misha.”
Jared could hear Jensen in his head calling out for confirmation that his mate was okay. He wanted to get back to Jensen, to reassure him that he was victorious, but he was careful not to turn his back on his enemies before he made it back to the mouth of the den.
To turn his back would have been foolish, to do so would have meant certain death and he has no wish to die.
Once he was sure that no one else was going to challenge him, Jared made his way back to his den, to Jensen to show his Omega that all he suffered was a flesh wound.
The rest of the morning Jared was restless. He had ended his immediate threat, but he knew that something else was coming. He could feel it in his bones.
He stayed true to his word and left Amell’s body out in the open and he would stare out of the mouth of his home, daring anyone who came near to touch it. Only his mate attempted to approach it anyway. Even the vultures would not come and feast on the traitor’s body, they settled for what was left of the elk carcass from yesterday’s kill.
The only people that Jared allowed in his den were the group that stood with him and his mate at first light. The only exceptions were Idris, A.J. and the woman who came to plead with him now.
The sun had not yet reached its highest point and already those who had banded together with Amell had been vanquished from the Padalecki Pack and all of its territory. That included Sandy.
“Hello, Jared,” she greeted softly as though not to spook him.
“She betrayed me Den,” Jared stated flatly, “She was a part of the threat to me and my mate and she had to go.”
“She’s my daughter, Jared. My flesh and bone,” Sam pleaded.
Jared stared at her, this woman before him was not the second most powerful shaman this pack had ever known, but she was a mother, pleading for her child and as much as he wanted to give in, Jared remembered that her child wanted to kill his mate.
“She can stay Sam, but she will be bondus. If I made an exception for her, then I would have no reason not to make one for the rest of them. Amell left his family unprotected because of his greed, and Misha was not the friend I thought him to be. I will not make an exception for them, nor will I for Sandy.”
“She’s young, stupid and impetus…”
“No exceptions, Sam. With your power and visions, only Loretta was better than you are,” he said mentioning the former pack shaman who had left with Morgan when Jared defeated him. “So you had to see it, know what she was doing. Why didn’t’ you stop her or at least warn me?” Jared questioned.
“I thought that their plans would not come to fruition.”
“Then you thought wrong,” Jared, advised her before turning his back to dismiss her.
“She didn’t convince you to let Sandy stay huh, Alpha?” Chris asked as he passed a crying Sam on his way in,”
“No, Jared confirmed. “She made her choice and I made mine.”
As Chris was giving him a report on the state of the pack after this morning’s failed coup attempt, Jared was only half listening. He watched as Jensen began to move from their room to hover in front of his den.
“It must be true then,” Chris smiled and interrupted the report he was giving his Alpha. “Jensen really is pregnant.”
When Jared heard those words, for a moment Jared bore no resemblance to the pack Alpha who struck a note of fear in his enemies, and gave Chris a dimpled smile that answered without words.
“Yes!” he answered enthusiastically and cocked his head towards, his Omega still standing outside of the den. “But it looks as though Jensen is having a hard time believing it as well.”
Chad walked in and caught the end of the conversation between the two men. Although he did not voice his concern, the look on his face telegraphed it.
“I’m fine,” Jensen muttered, exasperation clearly heard in his voice.
“We did not…” Jared started.
“Do you not think that I missed the looks of poor Jensen on your faces? And you, Jared,” he pointed at his mate, “should know better. You are my mate; therefore I can feel and hear your every emotion and thought.”
“Sorry,” the three of them mumbled.
“It’s just that we have even more to worry about now that you are with pup. You have the Packs future nestled under your heart, and we have to protect you at all costs.” Chad apologized.
Jared could feel that Jensen was not angry, he was just using that emotion to cover up another: Fear. His Omega was terrified of what had happened and their unclear future and that made Jared angrier that he was this morning.
His Omega was pregnant after seven long bitter solstices, and they should be celebrating. There should be music; the pack should be dancing and feasts that last five, no seven moons to celebrate this new life. Other Omegas should be lining up to be the one to help care for the pack's Omega, but instead there is only hatred and fear.
Sensing that his mate wanted to be left alone, Jared walked Chris and Chad to the dens entrance to finish discussing Pack business, but Jensen just followed them.
“Was everything okay with the patrols last night?” Jared questioned. Two men had sneaked onto their lands and attacked Jensen so someone should have seen something. “With an uprising in the making, I expected something to happen. I don’t want to be caught holding my cock when it does.”
“I haven’t spoken to A.J. or Idris, this morning,” Chris, informed him. “But with everything that happened this morning, I could have missed him.”
“As his pups are due today, I’m pretty sure that A.J. made a beeline for Travis, but it’s not like Idris not to report after a patrol, no matter how uneventful the night has been,” Chris said with a frown.
“Nor is it like him to pass up on good fight,” Chad interposed.
“Chris,” Jared said urgently.
“I’m on it Alpha,” he answered as he turned and ran from the den.
“Oh, god, how could I forget, “Jensen asked rhetorically. “In all of the excitement, I forgot that the pups are due today.
He turned to follow Chris from the den but he was stopped when a large hand grabbed his upper arm.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Jared growled.
“I promised Travis that I would be there for the birth,” Jensen explained as he narrowed his eyes and looked down at Jared’s bruising grip.
Chad sensed that he was not needed for this conversation and hastily walked past the Alpha and Omega, leaving them to talk in private.
“I cannot let you do that Jensen, not today,” Jared told his using a soft tone that brooked no argument. Well from anyone who wasn’t Jensen.
“I promised him that I would help, Jared. This is his first litter and he’s terrified.”
“So am I,” Jared told him.
Jensen still looked at Jared’s hand on his arm, but instead of removing it, Jared used it to guide the Omega to the mouth of the den and using his free hand to point down at Amell’s corpse.
“They wanted that to be you, Jensen,” he husked. “People we considered to be friends-some family even- and some of them still want that to be you. Until we know who we can trust, I’m sorry Jensen, but you have to stay in my sight.”
Jared watched as Jensen looked to the right towards Travis’ den. His full lips trembled in the anger that the Alpha could feel coming off him in droves, but he knew that Jensen would take heed.
“Okay, Jared,” Jensen said, “you’ve made your point both with them and Amell. Let go of my arm and give Chad the order to move Amell’s body.”
Jensen delivered his edict and walked back inside and Jared knew that he should not follow.
Chris had shifted as soon as he had left the alpha’s den and his first stop had been to see Travis, or rather A.J. According to the Omegas in attendance, the alpha had not returned from patrol. Chris made up a story about how he had forgotten that A.J. was supposed to be in a meeting with the Alpha and he had to hurry to make it on time.
He was sure that no on bought is story, especially after the melee this morning. His next stop was to the foot of the mountains that was the only entrance into the pack lands. He scented the area for the missing men, and only caught faint scents from either.
If they were still there, their scents should be stronger, so Chris cautiously made his way further into the wooded area they used for cover. Under the canopy, he caught a stronger whiff of both men’s scents, but found something more troubling.
There were four sets of tracks and only two scents. How was that possible? Chris looked again and he was sure that there were four sets. Three males and a female. The longer he followed the scents, the stronger they became, mixed with something else.
Blood. Blood and silver.
Chris wanted more than anything to hurry and find his pack mates, but he could not be careless, as it could mean life or death. The scent became stronger the longer he walked and he noticed that one of the wolves were dragging his hind legs and that the trail was leading him to a familiar place, Idris’ home.
Idris’ den was not like Jared’s and he could easily be surprised, but this time it was Chris who was surprised. There, crumpled at the mouth of the den, was A.J. looking as though he was bleeding out.
As he reached the body, he noticed that his breathing was shallow, but he was still alive. Wanting to get his downed brethren help, Chris threw his head back and howled, giving his location and that help was needed.
He heard a commotion behind him, and Chris turned to see Idris approaching him.
"He needs help," Chris telepathed to the tall dark skinned man, and was about to shout for him to watch out when Idris raised a gun and leveled it at Chris and piercing his skin with a silver bullet.
His first thought was why, but before he closed his eyes, he had his answer, J.D. Morgan.
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