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“Castiel, I want you to wear this tonight, okay? Your suitor will be here around 7pm after he gets off from work.” His mother – Naomi – held up a white suit with a baby blue dress shirt to go beneath it. She placed the suit on the hook that was behind the door, “Dinner will be at 7:30 so please be ready. I’ll be back to check on you in an hour.” She gave a tight-lipped smile before closing the door behind her.
Castiel sighed in annoyance once the door was closed. He hated the idea of being auctioned off to a potential suitor. He knew that true love existed and he wanted to find it. Not be someone’s bought husband or mate. His true mate was out there somewhere and he wanted to find them. But he knew he’d never find them as long as he stayed trapped inside of his room and away from the world.
The thought of leaving flashed through his mind as he turned to stare out of the window and into the setting sun. He could see the darkness of the forest that was some miles out. Maybe he could go there and hide out for a while until he was able to find another town to start a new life. His mate could be anywhere but he would never know unless he actually went through with the plan for actually leaving. That’s when the idea to actually pack a bag and leave popped into his mind. He could sit out in the garden and they could have their dinner but once his parents went to bed, he could slip out into the night.
So, Castiel went ahead and showered with unscented soap, used some of his odor neutralizer spray, and unscented deodorant. After he was clean, he dressed in the gaudy suit his mother picked out for him that symbolized his virginity and glared at his reflection. After turning away from his reflection, he went ahead and began packing up some light clothes, his heat suppressants, and his unscented body utilities. He could always get some snacks after everyone was sound asleep.
When 7pm rolled around, Castiel was beyond nervous. He’d met with so many suitors for the last few days that they’d all began to blend in together. He knew that his next heat would be coming in the next month and he was being sold so that he could be of good use to whoever his parents figured was the highest bidder. But if he wanted to get out of this situation then he was going to have to play the part so no one would become suspicious. When he heard footsteps in the hall, Castiel threw his backpack out of sight and stood at attention in the center of his room.
Naomi swung the door open without knocking, “Ah, good. I see you’re ready. Come now. Our guest should be here shortly. Don’t want to leave him waiting.”
“Yes, mother.” He replied, keeping any emotions from his voice.
With a curt nod, Naomi walked out of the bedroom with Castiel following a few paces behind her. He could smell her annoyed Beta scent as they traveled down into the dining room and took their seats.
The room was quiet as they sat and waited for, according to his mother, the Beta to arrive. Castiel was surprised that they hadn’t been able to find an Alpha to be his suitor. They’d managed to find people from different towns who’d taken an interest in a virgin Omega but they hadn’t located anyone who his parents thought would be a good match. Just as the servers began to set the table with food, a tall man with dirty blond hair and flashy business suit entered the dining area and greeted his mother. His scent was overwhelming for a Beta and it made Castiel scrunch his nose in distaste.
Throughout dinner, Castiel answered the routine questions that always involved his status as an Omega and whether or not he’d be a good stay at home parent for his future children. Even though he didn’t let his emotions take control, he couldn’t help but to mentally roll his eyes and gag at each question. They’d been asked so many times within the last week that he practically knew them by heart.
Once dinner was served, Castiel just shuffled his food around on his plate so that it looked like he nibbled at it here and there. He was more than ready to get out of the house and start his new life in another town. The only problem was that he didn’t know where to go. He’d never been outside of Dawnridge and the quickest way out was through the forbidden forest. But if it was his only shot at happiness then he wasn’t going to let it slip by him.
By the time 10pm came around, Castiel was more than eager to sneak out of the house. He changed into dark colors so that he wouldn’t be spotted easily once he was outside. He even added more spray to himself so that he would hopefully pass as human if he were to be stopped by anyone else. With his coat buttoned and his backpack in place, he turned off the lights to his room and left out into the night.
***
The cold air nipped along Castiel’s face as he continued to run. He ran through the streets and headed for the one place he knew that he wouldn’t be able to be found. Deadman’s Hollow was the forbidden forest that no one was brave enough to step foot in. Not even on a dare. It was rumored that there was a giant wolf that walked behind the trees. It was also rumored that the wolf attacked whoever entered the forest and dragged them off, only to never be heard from again. It was speculated that he ate the bodies and marched along the edge of the forest because of a spell that kept him inside of the trees so that he couldn’t enter the town and feast freely.
As Castiel continued to get further away from the little town known as Dawnridge, he was now able to see the trees barrier. A chill ghosted along his spine as he stopped his gait and stood at the edge of the trees. It was darker than he expected it to be. Even with his heightened sense of sight and smell, it wasn’t enough to help him peer inside of the trees. They towered over him in a looming manner that made his skin crawl and a feeling of uneasiness settle within his stomach. Maybe this isn’t such a good idea. But it seemed like the only way he’d be free from the old fashioned customs for Omegas like him.
Castiel was a special kind of Male Omega that was able to bear children. This made him a valuable asset to his family. If the right suitor came along then he would be sold to the highest bidder and would be expected to bear him children until he was no longer of use. He would probably wind up alone in a house taking care of their children while his suited mate would go off and have relationships with other people. That thought alone made his stomach flip in disgust.
That wasn’t the type of life Castiel wanted. He wanted to be cherished and mated to someone he actually loved and was loved in return. Thoughts like these were human thoughts. People who were born with a second gender was considered strange and was often sought out and interrogated about their heritage. Even though they appeared human and didn’t have the shifter genes, they were still considered outcasts. The ones who were descendants of the wolves were often left alone. Nekojin descendants were often captured because they still contained some of the feline features even after so many years of evolution. Nekojin descendants who had feline features typically kept them hidden from sight so they wouldn’t be noticed.
Castiel was able to scent along the forest line. The scent of water was the first thing he noticed. There must have been a river or lake somewhere nearby. Part of him wondered what everyone was so afraid of when it came to actually stepping foot on the forest grounds. The sensible part of him was telling him to tuck tail and run. The eerie feeling of the darkness was making his skin crawl. Castiel took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and contemplated whether or not he should enter. He knew that his family would have sent out guards to find him and once he was found, they’d drag him home and punish him.
Throwing his fears out of the window, he stepped into the forest and waited. He was able to smell the bark, leaves, and the water. It was very comforting despite the eerie atmosphere the darkness was creating. A loud crunch made him jump. He whirled around to find whatever made the sound before realizing it was his feet stepping on dried leaves. He relaxed instantly and grabbed hold of the strap of his bag, tugging it tighter against his body protectively. He then began to walk deeper into the forest so that he was able to leave his family and old life behind. If he were lucky, he’d make it out of the forest and would be able to find another town that was on the other side.
Inside of the forest, the air was even colder and Castiel wasn’t sure how that was possible. The further he walked along the trees, the more scents he was able to register. He could smell other animals but the only thing that stood out to him was the woodsy scent that seemed to call out to him. Without even realizing it, he began following the scent in a trance-like state. It was an intoxicating scent that his body couldn’t seem to ignore. He figured there wouldn’t be any harm if he just went to investigate. There was nothing wrong with being curious. There was nothing wrong with Castiel wanting to find the source of the magnificent scent that was calling out to him like a Siren to a pirate ship.
From the corner of his eye, he was able to see a large figure dart past. It was like something was following him, circling around him and stalking him like he was prey. It’s the wolf! Panic flooded Castiel’s veins as he began to walk faster before sprinting as if it would help him escape whatever was following him. His heart was hammering in his chest and he was able to smell the fear radiating off of him like a beacon. When the figure passed again, Castiel was able to see a bright pair of golden eyes before there was nothing but darkness again.
He could hear the gasps of his breath as he continued to run along his path until the air was knocked out of him. He collided with something that was solid and towering and apparently strong enough to knock him flat on the ground. Castiel stared up in horror as the figure stood over him. When his eyes finally adjusted, he was surprised to see that he was staring at a person and not some werewolf he’d heard stories about. The person had their hands on their hips and was clouded by the darkness of the trees. The scent that radiated from them read Unmated Alpha.
Castiel’s blood ran cold.
Out of all the places to run into an Alpha, it would be a forest where there is no place run. Castiel swallowed and prepared his body for the worst, a possible rape, an unwanted knot, an unwanted mating, or an unwanted mark. The person stepped into the moonlight, making it easier for Castiel to see his face. His hair was long and windblown, he had broad shoulders, his eyes were hazel, and he towered over Castiel. He was probably strong enough to break Castiel’s bones. Then, the male leaned over just a bit and Castiel could hear him scenting him.
“You should not be here.” His voice was deep yet calming. He looked like he could be about 28 yet ageless. He was very beautiful in an otherworldly sort of way. “I said, you should not be here.” His tone changed from the calming tone to a threatening warning as his lips pressed into a frown.
Castiel opened and closed his mouth as he struggled to get his brain to find words so that he can communicate back. “I, uh,” Castiel’s heart began to drum in his chest as he stared up at the other man, “I was-“
“You should turn back.” He spoke with a solemn tone as he cut Castiel off. "Now."
Slowly, Castiel rose to his feet and managed to dust himself off from the wet leaves. He hadn’t realized that he was deep within Deadman’s Hollow. He hadn’t expected to run into anyone, let alone a person. He was expecting to see a large werewolf that would have tore into him and ate him for breakfast.
“I can’t go back.” Castiel muttered meekly. He then lowered his eyes in submission. He was truly scared of the man standing before him. There was something about him that just made Castiel feel as if he was in danger.
The man took a step closer and leaned down as if to get a closer inspection, “Why have you come here?”
Behind the tall Alpha, Castiel was able to hear the faint rustling of leaves and another scent that began to pull at his heart. The Omega in him began to urge him near the scent because it felt safe. The man in front of him, however, frowned and stepped aside when a shorter man came to stand next to him. Even though he was shorter, he seemed to emit a dominant aura. The scent radiated Unmated Alpha and Castiel’s Omega was more than willing to let him mark, mate, and knot him. Castiel couldn’t help but shudder at the thought of how willing he’d be if it came down to it.
“I thought you were getting rid of the intruder.” His words broke through the happy cloud his inner Omega was creating. He was looking up at the taller one but Castiel was beginning to find the shorter man more intimidating.
“I was but he says he can’t go back.” Castiel could scent the annoyance radiating off of the taller Alpha.
The green-eyed Alpha stared at Castiel with enough heated intensity that it made his skin tingle, “Why are you here?”
A compulsion anchored into Castiel’s brain, telling him that he needed to come clean because he didn’t want to disappoint this Alpha. “I ran away from home. I didn’t want to be married off to someone who I didn’t feel compatible with. Please don’t send me back. I promise I’ll leave in the morning after finding a place to rest.”
Castiel stiffened when the green-eyed Alpha leaned closer to him and began to scent the air around him. He was glad that he had unscented soap, the homemade scent neutralizers, and deodorants to hide his Omega scent. He’d read that human hunters used lots of things to hide their scent so animals wouldn’t notice them when hunting.
“Alright. Follow us.” He spoke calmly.
“You can’t be serious.” The taller one hissed incredulously, “He’s … human.” He tried to whisper the words so that Castiel couldn’t hear.
The green-eyed Alpha grunted in response before turning around and began to walk along the dirt path. Castiel slowly followed behind when the taller one let out a frustrated sigh and began to walk. Part of him wanted to run, to head back into the town and to try finding another way out of town but the Omega in him practically begged to follow the Alpha.
While the two Alphas weren’t looking, Castiel seized the opportunity to scent at them without being noticed. The tall one had a woodsy base scent of Sandalwood with a sweet smelling spice of Sage. There was an undertone that Castiel had never smelled before. It was too faint for Castiel to scent it properly. There was also a small personal scent that reminded Castiel of the pages of an old book that had a hint of vanilla and almonds. Castiel was surprised that he found the Alpha’s scent to be quite soothing. It wasn’t overpowering and nauseating like the Betas he’d met back home. He could also smell the apprehension and annoyance radiating off of him. Not mate, his inner Omega told him.
Castiel then turned his attention to the shorter Alpha and began to scent him. The shorter Alpha had the same woodsy base scent of Sandalwood. Instead of the Sage, the Alpha had a Vetiver scent that reminded him of lemongrass but it didn’t quite match. He took another subtle sniff and noticed the earthy scent began to remind him of lemongrass and vanilla mixed together. Again, Castiel noticed the undertone of that same scent that he couldn’t place on the other Alpha. Maybe they’re related? Sometimes families or packs had a similar scent so that people knew that they were related. The Alpha’s personal scent reminded Castiel of a rich, earthy yet slightly sweet smelling scent of leather. A shiver tingled along his spine. The Alpha’s scent was more than pleasing on so many levels. Mate. Castiel’s inner Omega was already putting a claim on the Alpha.
Castiel was startled out of his thoughts when he felt something bump at his chest. He quickly looked up to notice that he had subconsciously began walking behind the Alpha and inhaling his scent. He swallowed nervously as he took a step back when both men stopped walking and turned to watch him curiously. He was able to smell the curiosity radiating from them the longer they stared. They think you’re human so act human.
“Sorry!” His eyes glanced between the two, “I don’t like being in the dark for too long. It makes me nervous.” He lied, in hopes that they’d believe him.
Green eyes stared at him intensely without blinking. “What’s your name?” The shorter one asked, though his tone was sort of demanding.
“Cas- Castiel.” He mumbled then took a deep breath to steady himself. He instantly regretted it when he was able to smell the overwhelmingly intoxicating scent of the Alpha. His inner Omega began to swoon happily, basking in the scent.
A soft grunt echoed within his throat, “I’m Dean. And this is my little brother Sam.” Dean reached over and patted the back of his hand against Sam’s shoulder.
Little? Castiel glanced between them with disbelieving eyes. Sam practically towered over Dean. That couldn’t have been right.
Dean’s lips curved into a knowing smirk, “He had a growth spurt and surpassed me when he got older.” He then nodded his head in the direction they were headed in, “We’re almost there. Just a few more miles.”
Castiel was still shocked to know that Dean was surprisingly okay with his Alpha baby brother surpassing him in height. He’d heard horror stories of two Alpha siblings fighting until one died due to testosterone and instincts. That was another reason he was wary of Alphas even though they weren't quite common. He knew that their instincts always seemed to kick in and make them act on such primal base levels that it was frightening. He began to wonder how these two men hadn’t succumbed to their basic instincts of being the better Alpha.
Subconsciously, he began walking behind Dean and scenting him again but managed to keep a small distance between them when realized what he was doing.
***
After what felt like hours of walking, the trio came into a clearing that had wooden bungalows, small cabins, and small huts that were scattered about. He noticed that they all had a sizable distance between them, which he figured was for privacy. As he scanned the area, he noticed two larger cabins that were far off in the back along the hill that stood out among the smaller ones. They were made out of wood and stone that gave them more style than the plain ones.
It’s beautiful. There were people walking around in clothing made out of animal skin and other things that they’d personally made. It was like walking into a commune. Castiel then realized that that’s probably what was going on. This was a commune. There was no other explanation for it. Castiel took a deep breath and tried to get a whiff of everyone’s scent. There were a very few humans - maybe two- and there were mostly descendants that Castiel hadn’t recognized. He could smell the Omegas, a few Alphas, but there were mostly Beta descendants. Maybe they were happy living like this and they all got along but the fact that there was other Alphas around made Castiel’s stomach flip uneasily.
It occurred to Castiel that this was going to be the best he would be able to do until he was able to find shelter of his own. He figured that staying within the commune wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing as long as he didn’t run out of heat suppressants. He didn’t want to draw the attention of any of the Alphas and wound up being knotted. He’d read horror stories of Alphas and how they were always looking to stick their knot in a heat delirious Omega. But that was years ago when Alphas were around. As of lately, Alphas were practically scarce. Which is why he was shocked when he happened to stumble upon two Alpha brothers.
“Where are we gonna put him?” Sam’s voice startled Castiel out of his thoughts. They were whispering to themselves so that Castiel couldn’t hear them but he could hear the agitation in Sam’s tone.
“I dunno, Sam. Maybe we can ask one of the Omegas if he can stay with them?” Dean gave a slight shrug of his shoulders.
“The Omega camp is full.” Sam hissed through clenched teeth. “You’re always doing things without thinking.”
So Dean is impulsive, Castiel noted.
“He’s a kid.” Dean countered with a frown.
Sam sighed, shaking his head, “You’re incorrigible.” He then began to walk away from Dean and headed over to one of the crafted benches to have a seat next to a dark haired woman.
Dean watched Sam walk away before turning around to face Castiel, “Don’t mind him. I don’t normally do this but you can stay in my cabin for the night.”
Castiel’s heart fluttered within his chest while his inner Omega began to swoon again, “I can sleep outside. I don’t mind, really. I-”
Dean held up a hand to shush Castiel, “We do not let people sleep outside. Now, I have a spare bedroom that you can stay in. Follow me.” He turned on his heel and began to walk in the direction the two cabins were located.
They walked silently along the path and up the hill that led to the two cabins. Dean’s cabin veered off towards the left and there was a large gap between the two which Castiel figured was for extra privacy. Dean headed up the stairs with Castiel shadowing behind him. Dean opened the door and went inside first. He reached onto the table and picked up a pack of matches then lit a few of the candles that were in the entryway. Castiel crept inside and closed the door behind him with his foot. The thought of staying alone with an Alpha terrified him.
He looked around the cabin and was amazed at how it was decorated. All of the furniture was handcrafted. Everything inside had a rustic vibe to it. It was simply stunning. And the entire cabin smelled of Dean. Castiel tried taking in subtle deep breaths so that his inner Omega would be happy.
“C’mon so I can show you to your room.” Dean called out after lighting the candles and turning on the gas lamps.
The warm lighting made it easier for Castiel to finally get a good look at Dean. The first thing Castiel noticed was that he was barefoot. He also wore animal pelts and a shirt that was more than likely made out of animal skin. He had an Ivy League haircut though it was a little longer and coiffed at the top. When Dean turned around due to Castiel’s hesitation, he was able to see his eyes more clearly. They were bright green that had a golden glow due to the warm lights. He also had a beard that wasn’t full grown but Castiel figured it would feel good against his cheek.
It was the first time Castiel was struck dumbfounded at how beautiful yet handsome someone could be. Castiel took a step forward, his eyes trained on the Alpha’s face. His lips were a soft pink and he knew that they’d be soft against his skin as well. He took another step and reached for the railing and managed to make his way up the stairs without falling. When they reached the landing, the upstairs had a headier scent of the Alpha and his inner Omega was practically swimming in it. Dean opened the door to a simple rustic decorated room that had a queen bed in the middle and a handcrafted dresser against the side.
He walked inside and placed his hand against the bed and felt that it was an actual mattress but the bedding was completely handcrafted. Castiel placed his bag on the bed and turned to smile at Dean. He was leaning casually against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest and his left foot was crossed over the right one. He wore a soft smile that made Castiel’s heart flutter like a baby bird learning how to fly. Castiel swallowed when Dean’s eyes roamed over him before meeting his eyes.
“So, Castiel,” Dean’s lips pressed into a thin line after saying his name, “Cas, are you hungry? We’re going to be having a … gathering in a little bit. You’re more than welcomed to tag along. There will be plenty of food.”
Castiel was about to shake his head when his stomach growled, betraying him. “I, uhm, yeah. I wouldn’t mind having a little food. I haven’t eaten since this afternoon.”
A frown settled on Dean’s lips as he stared at Castiel, which made him squirm slightly, “That’s,” His eyebrows drew together as his eyes darted off towards the side in concentration, “Like nine hours ago.” He snorted softly, “Either we can go to the gathering or I can heat you up something that’s in the fridge.”
Either option would have been perfectly fine with Castiel considering he would be with Dean on both accounts. “We can go to the gathering. Lead the way.”
Dean gave a slight nod of his head and made his way downstairs. Castiel trailed behind him at a safe distance and they left out of the front door. In the distance, Castiel was able to hear music and laughter. He automatically knew that it was the gathering Dean spoke about and excitement flooded his veins. He ‘d never been to a party before. Most social functions were dull back home and they always left him feeling drained. Other social gatherings were of him meeting potential suitors that he had no interest in but went through with it to appease his mother.
***
When they reached the clearing, Castiel was able to smell the food. Most of it was meat that was being roasted over a bonfire. He could hear people playing their instruments while the women danced around happily by themselves or with a partner. It all looked like fun and Castiel wanted to join in but he was afraid he’d embarrass himself. He scurried a little faster so that he wasn’t able to lose sight of Dean as he weaved his way through the people. He noticed how people seemed to move out of the way as if the Alpha were their leader. Then again, it dawned on him that Dean and Sam’s cabin was up on the hill, which probably meant they were the leaders.
“Ah, Sammy!” Dean hollered out to get his brother’s attention before turning back to face Castiel, “I’ll be right back. I need to discuss something with my brother first. Have a seat, grab some food, and enjoy yourself.”
After Dean jogged off to meet up with his brother, Castiel took a seat on one of the log benches and reached for a piece of roasted meat. He cautiously sniffed at it before letting the tip of his tongue touch it. It was deer meat. He’d never had anything that was caught before and was skeptical to try it. Placing the piece of meat between his teeth, he tore into it and let out a soft gasp when the flavor hit his tongue. It was delicious. Before he even realized, he’d finished off his piece of meat and was reaching for another when someone plopped down beside him.
Castiel scented the air while he nibbled on his piece of meat. He was beginning to feel self-conscious around all of the strangers. They all knew each other, lived in the little clearing together and probably looked out for each other so they’d probably be wary of him since he was a stranger to them. The scent he picked up next to him was a female Omega. He hadn’t bothered to turn around to look at her because he figured she was just sitting to relax and enjoy the fire.
“You must be new.” She chirped after letting a few minutes pass, “I’m Bela, it’s nice to meet you.” She held out her hand for Castiel to take.
Castiel blinked and wiped his hands onto his clothes before taking her hand in a firm grip, “I’m just passing through. I don’t plan to stay long.” He assured her, “And I’m Castiel. It’s good to make your acquaintance.”
“Then you came on a good night. We’re going to be doing our ritual for the great Wolf.” A bright smile spread across her face.
“Excuse me? Wolf?” Horror flooded his insides at the thought of a wolf making its way into the little campsite.
Bela gave a slow nod, “Yes. He’s our protector. We worship him with a gracious ceremony every full moon.”
Just as she finished her sentence, women who were dressed in wolf fur began to dance to the slow rhythm that was being made against the drums. Each woman had a wolf’s head draped over their own to conceal their identity as they began to circle around the fire while swaying their hips in a seductive manner. Castiel stiffened when a brown skinned woman walked over to stand in front of Dean and began to gyrate her hips seductively.
Jealousy surged through Castiel’s body as he watched the way she continued to dance in front of Dean and the way he reached out to place a hand against her hip. He watched as she crawled into his lap and continued to move her hips to the rhythm of the music. Castiel took a slow breath to calm his nerves as he turned away so that he could pay attention to the other dancers. Each of the girls was still dancing seductively but now the other people were howling into the air.
In the distance, Castiel was able to hear rustling through the leaves and an icy chill trickled along his back. Castiel whirled around to try and locate what was making the sounds when he heard an animalistic growl deep within the woods. There were more howls from the people that were surrounding the bonfire as the music started to lose rhythm. He turned around, his gaze falling on Dean and a startled gasp left his lips. There was an eerie glow within his green eyes, making them more vibrant than before. The woman that was on his lap was now standing in front of him, howling with the rest of them.
An animalistic howl echoed throughout the site, making Castiel’s body rigid. His heart was hammering within his chest at the thought of a werewolf coming into the commune. Castiel jumped at the sound of someone sitting down next to him. He could smell whom it was without having to turn around. Dean leaned in close and the scent of him made Castiel relax instantly. It was as if he felt safe just being near the Alpha.
“Is this a cult?” Castiel whispered, knowing that Dean could hear him over the sound of the rhythm of drums.
Dean laughed softly, drawing Castiel’s attention to him, “No, we’re not a cult. We just … have a different belief than the humans do. Just as you worship God, we worship something else.”
“But you worship something that doe-” Another animalistic howl caused Castiel’s words to get stuck in his throat. “Dean…”
“There’s nothing to be afraid of, Cas. He doesn’t come close but he protects the area every full moon. He’s afraid of us more than we are of him.” Dean’s voice was calm as he spoke, “How are you enjoying the gathering?”
Castiel scooted closer until his thigh was touching Deans, “Uhm, well, I actually liked th- the food. “ He mumbled softly before dropping his head a bit, “You know, I’m actually tired so I’ll go ahead and walk myself back to the cabin.”
The soft smile faded from Dean’s lips, “No, no I’ll walk you. Is everything okay?” Castiel could see the concern in his face.
“I just feel really sleepy all of a sudden.” He muttered softly as he reached up and took Dean’s offered hand when he stood up. Warmth flooded him as Dean led him to the trail that brought the two cabins into clearer view.
They walked along the path in silence. Dean had let go of Castiel’s hand once they had made it to the clearing and took the lead for Castiel to follow. The two-mile walk back to the cabin seemed longer the second time around. Dean’s scent was flooding deep within Castiel’s bones as he trailed behind and scented the air. Warmth began to settle within the pit of his stomach as he felt a slight wetness as he slowed down his stride. Panic began to cloud his mind as he entered the cabin behind Dean and watched the Alpha walk into the kitchen.
“Shower’s upstairs and to your left.” Dean called out without taking a second glance over his shoulder.
***
Dean paced the length of the kitchen while nursing a chilled beer. His inner Alpha was begging to be released to search for Sam to make sure that he was okay. He didn’t like being away from the gatherings until he was sure that Sam was in human form and safe. Dean finished off the rest of the beer before sliding the bottle to the other end of the counter and leaned against it. He was able to tell that Sam was still shifted because he couldn’t message him and that made Dean worry.
It was almost midnight and Sam still wasn’t even back to his human form. He knew that hunters would be happy to catch Sam because he wasn’t like other descendants. Neither was he but Dean made sure to stay out of hindsight. A harsh pulse caused Dean to clutch at his chest and head as a sharp breath passed through his lips. Sam’s okay. Sam is okay, his inner Alpha repeated in his mind as he let a relaxed breath. Dean ran a hand through his hair before heading upstairs to his room. He could no longer hear the shower so he figured that Castiel must be in his room.
Dean inhaled, noticing the scent of Ylang Ylang and began to sniff the air. Maybe it was some type of scented soap. The sweet, fruity floral scent was pleasing to his Alpha and he couldn’t help but to take another breath. The hint of Jasmine also caught his attention as well. Mate. Dean tensed at the thought as he took a step away from the door and made his way to his bedroom and closed the door. He removed his clothes and pulled on a pair of calf length shorts so that he could get some sleep.
***
A low growl rumbled deep within Dean’s chest as he gripped at the pillow and grinded his hips against it. There was an extreme ache in his groin. The pain was enough to make him slip into partial consciousness. A soft moan passed his lips as he began to grind harder against the pillow to get more friction. The sweet scent of Ylang Ylang swam around in his senses and sent a wave of warmth down to the pit of his groin. Dean inhaled deeply, shrouding his senses with the sweet scent. He let out a shuddering breath as he took another breath. This time, he was able to smell Jasmine and vanilla. The vanilla lingered on in the back of his mind as he became aware that he was grinding his pillow.
Dean sat up in his bed, his hand palming at his aching cock. He could feel tremors coursing through his arms as he took another deep breath. It was too soon for his rut so why was this happening all of a sudden? Mate. Breed. Breed. Mine. Dean’s eyes widened at the realization that there was an Omega in heat. The only problem was that the Omega’s camp was two miles away and that was enough distance between the camps that he nor Sam would be able to scent them if they went into heat.
Pain shot through Dean’s body when he finally managed to get out of bed and made his way into the hall. The scent was much stronger after leaving the safety of his room. Mine. His inner Alpha began to bask in the scent. Out of all of the Omegas that went into heat, this was the first time he’d ever gone into a spontaneous rut before. This was the only scent that his inner Alpha ever claimed as Mate and that frightened him. He’d gone so many years without the thoughts of a mate but it seemed like that thought just went right out of the window.
Dean walked through the hall until he stopped in front of Castiel’s door. He prayed that the kid knocked over some type of perfume that was just setting his senses into overdrive. Clarity flooded his mind, so that he was able to gather his thoughts together. I thought Castiel was human. He smelled human earlier today. Well, actually he didn’t have a scent. Dean paced outside of the door with his thoughts working to figure out what was going on. Each step was painful since his muscles ached and all he wanted to do was to bury his nose in the intoxicating scent.
“Dean?” There was a soft whimper on the other side of the door.
“C-Cas, I, uh, yeah, it’s me.” His voice was rougher than usual. Mine. “Cas, what’s going on? I thought you were human.” Dean placed his hand against the doorframe and squeezed to keep himself from bursting inside of the room.
There was another whimper but it sounded more needy than before, “I’m an Omega descendant. I’m sorry I didn’t say anything but I didn’t want to be discovered. I didn’t want to be brought back home.” Castiel’s voice sounded small.
Dean took a slow breath, “Maybe we can arrange for you to stay in the Omega camp. Did you forget to take your heat suppressants or something?”
“My heat wasn’t supposed to come for another month.” A soft whine made Dean’s inner Alpha growl in frustration. He wanted to be with the Omega and knot him thoroughly. He wanted to take care of his Omega. To build them a nest so that Castiel was safe.
The Omega’s heat wasn’t supposed to be happening. The sweet scent began to shroud his thoughts again as his hips pressed up against the door. It was much stronger than before and it was getting harder for Dean to concentrate on speaking clearly. Omega mate.
“Dean? C-can you come in please?” Castiel’s voice trembled. “I could really use your help.”
“I can’t.” Dean’s hand trembled against the doorframe.
“Please, Alpha.” Castiel began to whimper. It was a sound his inner Alpha couldn’t ignore.
Dean opened the door and was taken aback by how inviting the scent was. He could smell the distressed Omega scent. He wanted to make the stress go away, to hold the distressed Omega, and to make a nest for him so that he’d be comfortable. Dean cautiously made his way over to the bed and sat down on the edge. It was as if any sudden movements would make him lose control and that was the last thing he wanted. A pair of slender arms wrapped around his shoulders, causing Dean to melt back into Castiel’s chest. The feeling was beyond comfortable.
Castiel gently rubbed his hands over Dean’s chest, his fingers brushing along the Alpha’s nipples. A soft breath passed through Dean’s lips as he shifted out of Castiel’s grasp and scooted back against the headboard. Castiel whined softly at the loss of contact before he was pulled to straddle Dean’s lap. Castiel’s pupils were fully dilated, only leaving a sliver of a blue iris. Castiel reached and ran his fingers through Dean’s hair. He could smell the arousal radiating from the Alpha when he leaned close to inhale Dean’s scent.
“I’ve never, uhm, never done this before.” Castiel could feel the heat rising to his cheeks as he looked down at Dean’s chest. He reached down and traced his fingers along the star that was centered in Dean’s tattoo. “I’ve also never met another Alpha except for my father.”
Dean took a slow breath as he placed his hands onto the Omega’s hips, “I’ll take good care of you. I promise to be the best mate to you and I’ll always protect you. I’ll provide for you or I’ll be whatever you need me to be.” Dean’s Alpha was speaking through him.
Castiel shifted on Dean’s lap until he was able to feel the half-hard member pressed against him. A deep blush blossomed across Castiel’s cheeks and down his neck when he felt Dean’s hips gyrate up against him. His fingers dropped to rest along the back of Dean’s neck, his fingers gently scratching at the nape of his skull. He desperately wanted to feel Dean’s lips against his. Castiel leaned forward, resting his forehead against Dean’s. He glanced up, looking into his eyes and noticed that they were glowing. They looked neon green in the dimly lit room.
A low rumble emitted from Dean’s chest. Castiel’s scent was getting stronger and it was causing his Alpha to rise to the surface. His breath caught in his throat when he felt Castiel rotate his hips down against him. “Cas, if you keep that up, I’m going to have to knot you.” He could feel the effects of his rut surfacing again.
Castiel met Dean’s gaze steadily, “Promise?” He ran his fingers through Dean’s hair once again, a soft moan leaving his lips when his clothed cock brushed against Dean’s stomach.
“I don’t want to hurt you. I know that being near an Alpha helps with,” Dean swallowed, “Your heat and that it’s a comfort to have contact but I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I can take it.” Castiel breathed out as slick began to leak from his hole, “I promise. Please knot me, Alpha. Make me yours.” Castiel brushed his thumbs against the sharpness of Dean’s cheekbones and leaned close to brush his lips against the Alpha’s.
Dean tilted his head just a bit until his lips were pressed flush against Castiel’s. The kiss was gentle and innocent until Castiel nipped at Dean’s bottom lip. A low growl rumbled within his chest as Dean ran his tongue along Castiel’s bottom lip. Castiel parted his lips eagerly and Dean slipped his tongue into the Omega’s mouth. Their tongues rubbed against each other as Castiel began to circle his hips against Dean’s. With a shuddering breath, Dean forced himself to pull back.
“I should warn you, Cas, I’m not like other Alphas descendants.” Dean stared into the Omega’s dilated pupils. “I also don’t knot just to get it out of my system. I mate for life.”
Castiel shook his head and leaned down to press a delicate kiss to Dean’s jaw, “I want to be your mate.” He pressed another soft kiss to Dean’s neck, “I want to be yours, Dean, and only yours.” Castiel nipped at Dean’s neck before licking over the area.
Dean leaned back and reached for the hem of Castiel’s shirt and pulled it up over his head when the Omega lifted his arms. Dean leaned in so that he was able to plant open mouthed kisses along Castiel’s jaw and worked his way down to his shoulder. He could hear the rush of the Omega’s pulse as he worked his way down to place open-mouthed kisses against Castiel’s chest. Castiel's skin was smooth against his lips. He relished the feeling of Castiel's heated skin against his as he latched his lips around Castiel's nipple into his mouth and let his tongue swirl around it until it became hard. Dean then rolled over until Castiel was lying on his back.
A soft moan left Castiel’s lips when he felt Dean’s hardening cock press against him. Dean rose up to his knees and pulled off Castiel’s sleeping shorts then tossed them onto the floor with the shirt. Dean marveled Castiel’s body as he worked his way out of his own shorts and kicked them aside before leaning down to press his lips to Castiel’s fervently. A deep moan left his throat as he began to grind his hips against the Omega’s in a demanding manner.
A fresh stream of slick spread between their flush bodies as Dean continued to grind his hips against the Omega’s. Dean leaned down so that he was able to brush his lips along the other’s neck. Castiel wrapped his legs around Dean’s waist and lifted his hips up just a bit to meet Dean’s slow thrusts. A soft mewl echoed throughout the room as Castiel shifted slightly so that he was able to get more friction against his cock from Dean’s stomach.
“Dean, please. I can’t take it anymore. I want to feel you inside of me.” Castiel whined while dragging his nails along Dean’s back.
Dean hissed through his teeth before placing soft kisses against Castiel’s chest and over his stomach as he made his way down between the Omega’s legs. Dean lifted Castiel’s legs until his knees were pressed chest and his glistening hole was presented to him. Dean leaned forward and ran the tip of his tongue over the slick covered hole and shuddered. Castiel gasped at the heated feel of Dean’s tongue. The taste reminded Dean of vanilla, rousing a moan to sound within the back of his throat. Dean prodded at the glistening hole, causing it to flutter with anticipation.
“You smell so delicious.” Dean moaned out before delving his tongue deep within Castiel’s hole so that he was able to lap at the fresh wave of slick that was being produced. “God, you’re so beautiful.” Dean continued to lap at the slick that was flowing from Castiel's hole before sticking his tongue inside of the Omega's walls and began to circle his tongue around, savoring the flavor that lingered on his tongue and slid down his throat. A low groan echoed within his throat when he felt Castiel's walls clench around his tongue as if he were demanding something bigger.
Dean turned his head so that he was able to kiss at Castiel’s thighs before giving a playful nip to his flesh. He could hear the soft whimpers that were coming from the little Omega and his Alpha was beyond ecstatic to be the one to draw them out. Dean trailed the tip of his tongue along Castiel’s cock and then licked at the precum that pooled against his stomach.
“Don’t say things you don’t mean.” Castiel breathed out.
Dean lifted his head, a slight frown appearing on his features as he shook his head a fraction, “I don’t say things I don’t mean. I wouldn’t have called you beautiful if I didn’t mean it. Nor would I use it to take your innocence.” Dean curled his fingers around Castiel’s thighs before sliding his hands up to the Omega's hips.
Castiel nodded, a look of uncertainty flashing across his features.
“Do you want me to stop?” Dean asked, sensing the hesitation from the Omega. “We don’t have to do this if you’re nervous.”
Castiel shook his head, his eyes widening as he sat up and placed his hands onto Dean’s face to hold him still so that he was able to press a gentle kiss to Dean’s lips. Their lips pressed together gently until Dean ran the tip of his tongue over the Omega’s bottom lip, begging for entrance. Castiel parted his lips, letting Dean’s tongue wrestle with his own for dominance until Dean overpowered him. Castiel then rolled his hips upward, urging Dean to continue. Castiel wrapped his arms around Dean’s neck, a soft pant leaving his lips as his scent began to grow stronger with need to urge the Alpha on.
Dean moaned quietly into the kiss as his senses began to become clouded with Castiel’s sweet scent. Without a second thought, Dean reached between them and wrapped his hand around his cock before taking the head and began to tease and prod at Castiel’s fluttering hole. Castiel let out a soft, pleased gasp when he felt the tip of Dean’s cock push past his rim. Dean tensed when he felt Castiel’s hole flutter against his cock as he continued to slowly inch his hips forward until their skin was flush against each other.
Castiel’s body tensed at the girth of Dean’s cock. Dean was larger than he had anticipated. The toy he had left at home seemed smaller in comparison. He was glad that he was given a moment to stretch to fit around the shaft. When Dean pulled his hips back, a soft hiss passed through his clenched teeth at the burn against his walls. He never imagined that he’d ever give his virginity to a complete stranger, let alone an Alpha. Castiel willed his body to become pliant when Dean hoisted his waist up against his hips. A startled moan left his lips when Dean thrust his hips forward again, sheathing his cock completely inside of Castiel’s walls.
Dean shuddered, “You’re so damn tight. I fucking love it.” A low growl rumbled deep within Dean’s chest, “I’m going to make you mine.” Dean’s fingers gripped tightly against Castiel’s hips as he began to thrust his cock into the Omega’s hole at a moderate pace, causing a gush of slick to saturate his thighs.
A throaty groan left Castiel’s lips at the sensation of feeling full. Even with his largest toy, he'd never felt so full and complete before. Castiel threw his arms around Dean’s neck and pulled himself up until he was straddling Dean. “Yes, Dean, I want to be yours.” He panted softly with each of Dean’s thrusts before letting out a startled scream when he felt the tip of Dean’s cock hit against his prostate. The tingling sensation was completely new and he wanted to experience it again, "Yes! Right there, Dean." He breathed out.
Dean slid his arms around Castiel’s waist, holding him still as he began to thrust roughly into the Omega’s walls. Each little breathy pant Castiel made was enough fuel for Dean’s Alpha to take charge. Dean lifted one arm up so that he was able to hook his fingers into Castiel’s hair and pulled his head down so that he was able to crush their lips together into a passionate kiss. He bit at Castiel’s bottom lip, demanding entrance and forced his tongue into Castiel’s mouth when his lips parted just enough.
Castiel moaned into the kiss before pulling away and rested his head against Dean’s shoulder. Breathy gasps left his lips when he felt Dean’s pace quicken, thrusting harshly into his hole and repeatedly hitting against his prostate. He gripped tightly at Dean’s shoulders and then over his back, his nails scraping for purchase as he continued to bounce up and down to follow Dean’s pace. The sensation of his cock bobbing and rubbing against Dean’s stomach and the overstimulation to his prostate was too much.
His eyes glossed over as he turned his head so that his face was buried within the crook of Dean’s neck and bit down harshly against his skin to silence his whimpers but they continued to sound within his throat. Castiel’s walls began to clench around Dean’s shaft, trying to keep Dean from thrusting out any further. Another gush of slick made its way out of his hole as if preparing for Dean’s knot.
“Dean, please don’t stop.” Castiel panted against Dean’s neck, “Don’t stop. It feels so fucking amazing.”
Dean hissed at the sharp pain of Castiel’s teeth biting into his skin. Another deep growl reverberated from his chest as he listened to the whimpers the Omega was making. Dean lowered his head until he was able to press kisses along Castiel’s shoulder and over his neck. He flattened his tongue, licking a stripe along Castiel’s sweat covered skin. He was able to taste the adrenaline and pheromones that was stuck against the Omega’s flesh. Dean leaned until Castiel was on his back with his legs hooked around Dean’s waist as he slowed his thrusts into a slow and languid pace, the tip of his cock never faltering from Castiel’s prostate.
“You feel so fucking good, baby. So warm and open for me.” Dean whispered against the whimpering Omega’s neck. “I’m going to knot you and fill you so full of cum, Cas.”
Castiel nodded frantically, “Please, knot me, Alpha. Knot me and breed me. Make me yours.” A needy whine left his lips, his own hips trying to keep up with Dean’s switch of pace. He rolled his hips in slow, circular motions as his walls began to squeeze at Dean's shaft.
Each roll of Dean’s hips set Castiel’s body on fire. It was like he was in heaven. Even in the slow pace the Alpha had set, Castiel was able to feel the pull of Dean’s knot forming each time he pulled out, only to force it back in. A silent scream left his lips as he rolled his hips up to match the slow pace and the pull of Dean’s knot. When Dean’s knot swelled fully, he began thrusting faster, hammering the tip of his cock against Castiel’s prostate as he reached between them to stroke along Castiel’s shaft. Dean ran his fingers along the underside of Castiel's cock before letting his thumb brush over the sensitive head.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” Castiel cried out, hitting his fist against Dean’s shoulder as the burn of Dean’s knot began to set in. He hadn’t realized that Dean’s knot would be the size of a softball. With another harsh thrust against his prostate, Castiel let out a high-pitched moan as cum spurted from the tip of his cock, coating his and Dean’s stomach. His walls began to clench around Dean’s knot, causing the Alpha to groan out in pleasure.
Dean panted, his cock twitching each time Castiel’s walls squeezed around his knot until ropes of cum coated Castiel’s insides. “Fuck.” Dean breathed as he lowered himself so that he was able to lie on top of the Omega without smothering him.
Castiel threaded his fingers through Dean’s hair, letting his nails scratch over his scalp before letting out a surprised yelp at the feel of Dean’s incisors piercing into his skin. Dean marked him officially and it wasn’t due to being paired off because his parents wanted it. Soft purrs began to vibrate through his chest as his scent changed to contented Omega when he felt Dean licking over the fresh mark. His eyes hooded over before closing. He kept his fingers in Dean’s hair while the other rested against the Alpha’s shoulder.
Cautiously, Dean began to shift so that they were both on their side. Castiel’s leg draped lazily over Dean’s hip and his fingers felt wonderful against Dean's heated skin. Dean rested against the pillow and buried his face into Castiel’s hair. He inhaled deeply; taking in the sweet scent of contented Omega and began releasing his own contented scent. After Dean wrapped his arms around Castiel’s midsection, they both fell asleep to the sound of happy purrs that came from Castiel and the contented rumble that came from Dean.