House of Wolves, Plus One

Bob was scared. He’d spent hours searching the woods for that runt and if he wasn’t found, or was found hurt, then Bob's life wouldn’t be worth living. He paced the village anxiously, knowing that it was his fault. He was supposed to watch the kid while Mikey and his mate were away, but he’d left him alone, told him to stay put and left him to go fuck those two slut Betas. They had been worth it at the time, but Bob was seriously regretting his decision now.

Voices coming from the trees near the head Alpha's house attracted Bob's attention. He turned toward them just as Mikey and Ray burst out into the open. The little Omega was still, pale and silent in Ray’s arms.

"Oh fuck..."

Bob muttered, he knew this was real bad...for him. Stealing himself for the punishment he knew he had coming, he headed straight over to them.

"Is he..."

He trailed off as he reached them, just as they were letting themselves into their dwelling. He saw the blood and feared the worst.

"He’s alive Robert..."

Mikey said in a clipped tone.

"Which is the only reason that you are. Now, can I trust you to watch over the others while we tend to him?"

Bob nodded hastily.

"Of course Alpha. I won’t let you down again."

Mikey huffed a disbelieving breath at him, then followed Ray inside and closed the door. Bob’s whole posture sagged as he let out a relieved breath...he just had to pray to the Goddess that the boy survived.

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Bob sat on the grass with his back to the town square's meeting tree. He knew that if Gerard didn’t survive, then he wouldn’t either...but despite that knowledge, he still would never run.

Bob had never been a coward, a thoughtless hound dog maybe, but not a coward. A coward would’ve run. A coward would’ve left the moment the boy went missing, as it was a very well known fact that Mikey Way would kill to protect those he holds dear...and even though the Alpha was bonded with his Beta, his brother was, and would always be at the top of that list.

Mikey would kill anyone who dares to hurt the little Omega, or in the absence of that person, anyone who’s actions had in any way lead to the boy being hurt. Bob would take his punishment, whatever it turned out to be...he just hoped it wasn’t death.

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A few years back, before Ray joined the pack, there had been a Beta called Gabriel. He was cocky, egotistical and mean...but he was also as easy as they come and would spread his legs for anyone who looked his way. Unfortunately, he took a dislike to the little Omega, and the fact that Mikey paid the boy more attention than him. He wanted to be the head Alpha's mate, and he wasn’t going to let a little runt get in the way of his ambitions.

One very hot summer day, he’d lured the 12 year old Omega to the lake at the edge of the village. Gerard wasn’t a good swimmer and was nervous of the water, but Gabriel assured him that he would look after him and they wouldn’t swim out too deep. Gerard was a trusting soul and thought that the Beta was his friend, so he stripped off and slipped into the cool water beside the older boy. They played in the shallows for a while until Gerard gained a little confidence, then Gabriel lured him further out, saying that he wanted to teach him to swim properly. Gerard doggy paddled beside the older boy for a while as they laughed and joked and Gabriel cheered him on, telling him how good he was doing. But after a while Gerard started to tire, he wasn’t used to swimming for so long and when he went to put his feet down, he discovered that he could no longer tough the bottom. He started to panic, begging Gabriel to help him back to the shore...but Gabriel just laughed, and swam away.

Gerard struggled, desperately trying to make it to safety. He could see Gabriel make it back to the little pier and haul himself out of the water. The Beta waved at him with a smirk on his lips then turned and walked away. Gerard could barely stay afloat any more, and he was so frightened that he started howling. He kept kicking weakly to keep his head above the surface, but he knew he wasn’t going to make it back to shore. With one last desperate howl, he slipped beneath the water, holding what little breath he had in his lungs as his vision started to fade...then everything went black.

Mikey was tending to a sick Beta when he heard his brother's fearful howl. He left the Beta's side without a word and rushed out into the village. The second howl came and gave him a direction, he ran full tilt toward the lake. When he got there, he was just in time to hear Gerard’s last howl, and see the frightened boy go under. Mikey kicked off his shoes and ran straight into the water. He was a good swimmer, the best in the pack, and it didn’t take him long to reach the spot he’d seen Gerard. Taking a deep breath, Mikey dived down and almost instantly located his brother. Gerard’s body was on the bottom of the lake and Mikey felt his own heart stop when he saw him. He quickly grabbed him and pulled him to the surface, then back to the shore. It took him nearly five minutes to revive the boy, five very very long minutes, during which time he prayed with every ounce of his heart that his brother would make it.

When Gerard finally spluttered out the water from his lungs, coughing and trying to take in all the air he could, Mikey thanked the Goddess for sparing his life and held him close to his chest, swearing that he would never let anything happen to him again. When Gerard could talk, he told Mikey what Gabriel had done. Mikey was furious, and after ensuring that Gerard was dry and safe in their home, he went to find the Beta.

Gabriel had begged for forgiveness...then he’d begged for his life. By the time the enraged Alpha was through with him though, he was begging for death. That plea, Mikey answered. For his crime, Gabriel suffered the same fate that he’d seen fit to bestow on Gerard.

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Bob shuddered at the memory. Gabriel had been a good fuck, but not a good person. Bob knew that he himself wasn’t exactly an angel. He was careless and rude and more interested in getting his end away than in his duties as second Alpha...but he wasn’t knowingly evil. He hoped the boy would survive his ordeal so that he wouldn’t be made to meet Gabriel’s fate.

He watched Mikey’s door from across the village square. He wondered how things were going in there, but there was no way in Hell that he was going to go and find out.

"Hey Bobby, any news?"

His two playmates from before trotted over and flopped down onto the warm grass in front of him. He sighed wearily, looking down.

"No, nothing yet."

"Do you want us to distract you for a while?"

The other asked. Bob looked up and chuckled slightly.

"It’s a nice thought Patrick, but I’m afraid that being 'distracted' by you two, is what got us in this mess in the first place."

Pete pouted, leaning his head on Patrick’s shoulder.

"Aww...please don’t be mad at us Bobby. We only wanted to play."

"Yeah..."

Patrick piped up.

"How were any of us supposed to know the runt would wander off and get himself in trouble...it’s actually his fault if you really think about it."

Bob rolled his eyes and laughed at the boy's weird logic.

"Yeah well, I’m not sure that argument's gonna hold much water with Mikey...are you?"

Patrick huffed, then moved closer to Bob, pressing his nose into the side of the Alpha's neck and inhaling deeply

"Probably not...he’d blame the snow if Gerard went out without furs and got sick. The boy can do no wrong in his eyes..."

Pete moved forward too, practically climbing into Bob's lap.

"You sure we can’t persuade you back to ours?"

Bob growled low in his throat...these two were incorrigible.

"Fine..."

He growled out, standing quickly with an arm around each of their waists, lifting them effortlessly off the floor and making them squeal in surprise.

"But don’t think for a second that I’m gonna go easy on either one of you."

The Betas giggled as Bob hauled them off toward their house at the edge of the village. This could be just what he needed right now, now that he thought about it. A little stress relief, and a lot of pleasure...what a great way to spend an afternoon.

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Mikey was sat on a hard backed chair beside his brother's bed. He and Ray had cleaned and dressed the wounds on the boy's hands, and now Ray was mixing up a medicinal broth to help restore the boy to health...Mikey just hoped Gerard would wake up soon so he could take it.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks, how’s you?

So here we have a little flashback chapter before things start to get REALLY interesting...hope you’re ready for a ride.

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