House of Wolves, Plus One

As Mikey returned to the house with his Alphas and Betas, his plan was to get everyone safely inside, then go to check out these humans for himself...that’s not what happened. Entering the front door, he was hit instantly with that scent. He had smelled that scent many times before, but this time it was different...this time it was Gee. He breathed in deeply, his inner Alpha reacting instinctively...then he turned dark eyes toward Frank, who was stood halfway down the hallway, part shifted and staring at the closed bathroom door, chest heaving and fists clenched at his sides.

"Frank..."

Mikey growled lowly, his lip curling.

"A word please?"

Frank swallowed, blinking a few times as if he were coming out of a trance. He turned his head toward the other Alpha as the rest of the pack disappeared into the meeting room, leaving them alone in the hall.

"It’s...it’s Gee."

He whispered shakily. Mikey nodded, he was well aware.

"I know, and I know you want to go to him right now, but..."

He sighed heavily.

"I’m afraid that’s gonna have to wait a little bit...we need to deal with the human situation first."

Frank whined slightly, looking back at the bathroom door desperately for a moment, then sighing as he redirected his full attention back to Mikey.

"Have you had much contact with humans?...I know Brendon and his lot avoided them like the plague."

Mikey shook his head.

"Very little...only when there’s no other choice."

Frank nodded in understanding.

"Then let me talk to them. I’ve lived amongst humans on and off for years...I know how to read them."

Mikey raised an eyebrow.

"You want to face them alone?"

Frank nodded.

"I’m not going in looking for a fight, I’m just going to try talking to them...maybe find out why they’re here and get them to move on."

Mikey took a step toward the other Alpha, taking note of how Frank’s posture stiffened and his eyes flashed yellow in the low light of the hallway. His inner Alpha was perceiving a challenge for his mate...Mikey stopped.

"Ok Frank, you can go...I’ll look after Gerard while you’re gone."

Frank’s lip curled, showing his fangs for a moment before he shook his head like he was trying to clear it. He swallowed, looking down for a second before meeting Mikey’s eyes again.

"Yes Alpha..."

He said quietly, letting his body fully shift back to its human form. He spared the bathroom door a last look, wishing he were on the other side of it...then stepped away. He walked the few feet over to Mikey and stopped.

"I’ll be back as soon as I can...keep everyone quiet and make sure all the lights are off. Lock the doors too. If I fail and they get past me, I don’t want them to find you all...make it look like this place is abandoned...yeah?"

Mikey nodded.

"This isn’t the first time hunters came to these woods Frank...we know what to do."

Frank nodded, then sighed heavily, glancing back at the bathroom.

"Keep him safe for me Mikey?..."

He looked back at the other Alpha, meeting his eyes steadily.

"I know you love him and you’ll protect him with your life...but please, he needs your protection right now more than ever."

He left it unsaid that he wasn’t just talking about the threat from the humans, he knew Mikey understood that. Mikey glanced at the meeting room's closed door, then back at Frank. He nodded.

"I’ll keep him safe...for you."

He may still have his concerns and reservations about the pair...but Gerard had chosen and it was Mikey’s job to protect that choice now. Frank let out a heavy sigh and nodded.

"Thank you Mikey."

"May the Goddess protect you Frank."

Frank gave a small smile.

"And you."

Then he was gone. Mikey locked the front door behind him and set about securing the house and ensuring that from the outside at least, it looked abandoned.

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Frank headed quickly out of the village and back through the trees toward where he’d seen the humans. He hoped he could convince them that there was nothing worth hunting here and therefore send them on their way, but he knew humans, and he knew all too well how stubborn and pigheaded they could be.

It took him ten minutes at a dead run in full shift to reach the camp site, but he stopped before he got there to shift back to his human form. He took a minute to calm himself down, then approached the humans through the trees, calling out to them so he didn’t get shot before they could even speak.

"Hey guys, what y'all doin' out here?"

The men all turned toward him, guns raised and steal in their eyes. When they saw a human and not whatever it was they were there to hunt, they seemed to relax a bit...though the weapons remained pointing at Frank, he noticed.

"Who're you?"

The tallest of the men asked gruffly, tilting his chin up at Frank. Frank put his hands out as a sign of surrender.

"I’m Anthony. What you hunting?"

"Wolves..."

One of the other men stated bluntly...it made the hair stand up on the back of Frank’s neck.

"We bin told there’s a pack in these woods."

Frank tilted his head, frowning slightly.

"Don’t know who told you that, but they lied."

The tall man grunted, taking a step forward.

"How would you know?"

"Cause I live here..."

Frank said with a small shrug.

"I got a cabin in the woods."

"Well the folks who told us were pretty adamant...they got proof too."

Frank frowned.

"What kinda proof?"

"Photos of injuries they got when the wolves attacked them...they were definitely wolf bites and scratches."

Frank frowned deeper...something was very wrong here.

"These folk...did you get names?"

The tall man nodded.

"Yeah, the skinny dude with the tattoos was called Andy, and his woman was Lindsey...or somethin' like that."

Frank almost laughed...this was a very un-Lupo like trick to pull.

"Man...you been played."

"What do ya mean?"

A short man with more hair on his face than his head asked with annoyance. Frank offered an apologetic shrug.

"I know them two, they’re con artists. They showed you photos?...not scars?..."

The hunters all nodded, starting to look a little unsure of themselves.

"That’s make up..."

He continued.

"Hollywood movie type stuff...greasepaint and rubber. They do this to fuck with people. It’s just a game to them."

"You sure?...them photos looked pretty real."

"I’m sure they did...but yeah, I’m sure. Sorry they sent you on a wild goose chase. Hope you didn’t travel too far?"

The men all looked slightly sheepish.

"We came from Kentucky."

Frank bit his tongue to stop himself from laughing.

"On the say so of those two?..."

The men nodded. Frank let out a quiet whistle, shaking his head.

"Wow, sorry guys..."

He tilted his head slightly as if he was considering something.

"You know, I heard about a pack of wolves in Wisconsin...they killed a kid last month, real nasty bunch."

"Wisconsin?..."

The men visibly perked up.

"Where abouts?"

Frank hummed, rubbing the back of his neck and frowning like he was trying to remember.

"Near Oxbo I think...around that part."

"Ok, thanks man, we’ll check it out."

Frank grinned.

"No problem...hope you get them."

"Oh..."

The tall man said with a smirk, his voice going dangerous and low.

"...trust me, we will."

Frank chuckled, then waved his hand aimlessly at the campsite.

"You guys need any help packing up?"

"Nah man, we’re good. Thanks for the tip though."

"Sure, no worries. I’ll leave you to it."

The hunters were already starting to pack away their guns, so Frank gave a quick wave, then headed back into the trees. He moved a little way away then hid in the dense foliage to watch...he needed to make sure they really left the area. An hour later the humans were lugging their things back through the trees to where they had two trucks parked up at the side of the road. Frank shifted so he could track the vehicles, then followed them until they left the state. Watching the hunters disappear into the distance, he took a moment to consider the pack he’d sent them to, a nasty bunch of bastards that actually deserved a visit from human hunters...though he wasn’t entirely sure who would come out on top if it came to a fight. The pack dealt drugs, attacked humans for no reason, and had in fact killed a kid a while back, just like he’d said. He kinda hoped the hunters won.

Sighing heavily, he turned and headed home, keeping to the trees and out of sight of the roads.

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"Where is he?"

Gerard whined, clinging to Mikey as he shook with the pain. Milly had fetched the older Alpha half an hour ago when the warm bath had no longer been enough to comfort the frightened Omega. Mikey was now sat on the floor of the bathroom with Gerard wrapped in a towel, dripping with water and sweat and curled up tight in his lap.

"He'll be back soon baby, try to relax."

He held the smaller boy close to his chest, rubbing his back comfortingly and trying really hard to ignore his inner Alpha...that was begging to be let out to play with the agitated Omega. He wanted to give in and take the boy, claim him as his own and never let him go...but he wouldn’t. He had given his blessing for Frank to be with Gerard, and he knew it was Frank that the boy wanted...he couldn’t do that to the boy, not now.

"It h-hurts M-Mikey."

"I know baby, but he’s coming...you just need to rest till he gets here."

Gerard whimpered, groaning and gasping as he tried to bury himself in Mikey’s chest...it hurt so fucking much, he didn’t think he could take much more. Mikey looked at the bathroom door, he hoped Frank was on his way back. He had to be back soon...right?

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Frank reached the edge of the village just a few minutes before ten o’clock that night. He’d run all the way and was panting heavily, but he didn’t stop until he reached the big house, shifting back to his human form before staggering up the steps onto the porch. He took a few minutes to breathe, calming himself and readying himself for what was going to happen next. He dug the spare key from its hiding spot in a flowerless flowerpot by the door, and let himself into the house, closing the door behind hims. Everything was silent, but he knew he wasn’t alone...he could smell them, his pack. More than that though, he could smell Gerard.

Taking in a deep lungful of sweet fragranced air, Frank smiled and walked quickly to the bathroom door, and knocked.

"Come in."

He heard Mikey’s voice and worried for a split second that he was too late, but as he opened the door and saw his beautiful Gee, he knew Mikey had kept his word and kept his brother safe.

"Hi Gee."

Gerard lifted his face up out of Mikey’s chest, skin red and sweaty...and totally beautiful. His distress seemed to melt away as a grin spread on his pretty pink lips. He let go of Mikey’s shirt and held out his arms to his mate...his Alpha.

"Alpha..."

He breathed in relief. Frank saw the sadness flash in Mikey’s eyes, but a second later he was letting Gerard go and Frank was crossing the room to scoop the boy up into his arms, holding him close as the little Omega clung on tight, nuzzling his face into Frank’s neck, breathing in his strong Alpha scent.

"Please Alpha?"

"I have you my love...it’s ok now..."

He turned toward the door, then paused, looking back at Mikey, still sat on the floor.

"Thank you Mikey. I promise you I’ll look after him."

Mikey looked up with dark eyes.

"You better."

Frank nodded once, then left the room with his mate in his arms, quietly heading up the stairs and into the red room, closing the door behind him with his foot. Now, things were going to get really interesting...and neither of them could wait.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks, how’s you?

So I know you were hoping for a little Alpha/Omega action this chapter, but I’m afraid you’ll have to wait...until next time!

Until next time...PLEASE COMMENT and peace out babies!
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