Aug 17, 2019
i always ask for asks but i’m lonely and a ball of anxiety so pls send asks about my au pLs ily
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from United States
seen from Italy
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Canada
seen from United States
seen from Italy
seen from Italy
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from United States
seen from Italy
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
i always ask for asks but i’m lonely and a ball of anxiety so pls send asks about my au pLs ily
i have like no friends and no one answers me and i’m lonely and really need a distraction from shit. send as many asks from my au as you want.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Rating:
Explicit
Archive Warnings:
Graphic Depictions Of ViolenceRape/Non-Con
Category:
F/M
Fandom:
Snowpiercer (2013)
Relationships:
Curtis Everett/ReaderCurtis Everett/Youcurtis everett/female reader
Characters:
Curtis EverettFemale Reader - Character
Additional Tags:
Viking alpha king curtis omega princess female reader Dark fic soft dark curtis dark curtis Non-Graphic Rape/Non-Con Dubious Consent Mildly Dubious Consent Extremely Dubious ConsentDubious Morality Dubious Ethics axe fighting strong female reader unsaid soulmates SoulmatesRomantic Soulmates Soul Bondunsaid soulbond autumn timehalloween fic Some Plot some smut Coercion Sexual Coercion Mental Coercion Dom Curtis sub female reader Inner Omega Dom/sub Dom/sub Undertones Submission Control Dominance mentions of steve - Free form cameo of steve viking brothers Viking AU Alpha/OmegaOmega Verse Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics
Language:
English
Stats:
Published:2022-10-17Words:2,293Chapters:1/1Comments:3Kudos:92Bookmarks:15Hits:1,465
Summary:
“Come out, come out little omega.” he commands softly, the wind carrying his voice far and wide, an alpha command, and one that gets ignored.
Your mother taught you well, from high up in the tree you hide in, you hear the command well and easily fight the control the command carries. The voice was deep, alluring, a shame it belonged to such a monster.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dark Alpha Viking curtis everett/Omega princess female reader
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The king stood before the burning pile of wood that once held up the bodies of those killed. The wind off the lake, cold on his face and yet he felt very little as he stared into the ash and smoking piles, calm on the outside, full of fury on the inside. The fur around his shoulders attached to his cloak keeping him warm while he gazed coldly out to the lake and beyond, to the treeline, knowing somewhere….somewhere in those woods, was you.
Waiting, waiting to kill more of his men, kill fellow alpha’s who tried to capture you, bring you to him, bring him the princess to the king he killed months ago. She was his and yet, he had not known how full of fire she was. He hadn’t known her father taught her in all things swords, in how to kill so well.
It was a lesson he was learning now and now….he was done letting his best men die in his place, the next time you fought someone from his village….
It would be him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He didn’t wait long.
The next full moon, which fell three days later, was the day he would find you, and keep you, “We should go with you.” his second in command says rather gruffly.
Curtis is shaking his head before he even mounts his horse, “No, I need you to watch over the village, if I need aid, you’ll know it, but I’m not worried about this little omega.” he swings up and into the saddle, looking down at earl Rogers, one of his most trusted men, “She will be mine, make no mistake about that, tonight, I bring back a bride.” he says confidently.
Rogers nods and stands back, watching his king ride off into the dark forest, “No bride has ever been this deadly though.” he says to himself, hoping his king was right.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The king knows by now, by how his men died, you won’t let yourself be found easily. It’s almost a game with you, taunting his men, luring them into traps to kill them. There was so much anger in the kills, you killed his men more than needed to be done to finish them off.
Clearly his bride still felt anger towards him, towards what he did to your kingdom, burning it to the ground had needed to be done. Your father had been brutal in nature to his people and revenge had been Curtis’s.
Curtis had planned on killing the whole family, but, once he struck down your mother, you had shown yourself, hidden away no more, your omega scent hit his nose like a fresh autumn’s breeze, clean, crisp and cool.
For his people, there were no more omega’s, died out for unknown reasons. Your kingdom following slowly in the same footsteps. Across the sea, the other clans spoke of the same grave concerns.
So it was a shock to his system that night, smelling you, seeing you, as you rushed to your dead mother, his shock gave you time to flee and hide, run and get away….until his men started dying on hunting outings.
And now…..now he knows you are watching him, waiting, biding your time, but so is he. The most deadly of all his brothers, he knows blood and death better than anyone, welcomes it even. He knows death well, knows her passion and desire and he keeps her close now as he hunts you, your scent faint but there.
He silently strips of his fur cloak, his boots next, he strips down to his undershirt and pants, gently unsheathing his sword, his crown made of dead tree branches blending in with the night, much like his clothes, all black.
A shadow, like his brothers like to say, a deadly one at that.
You’ll never see him coming, but then, he’ll never see you coming either. You have much of the same mind set, blending in with the darkness, your own furred cloak gone, only down to your underthings, the cold weather doesn’t matter when you could die this night.
His scent, this alpha king who killed your vile father and poor sweet mother, your whole kingdom, he would pay, and if you could not make him pay, you would go out trying.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Come out, come out little omega.” he commands softly, the wind carrying his voice far and wide, an alpha command, and one that gets ignored.
Your mother taught you well, from high up in the tree you hide in, you hear the command well and easily fight the control the command carries. The voice was deep, alluring, a shame it belonged to such a monster.
You slowly inch down the tree, branch by branch, your trusted axe, the small handle between your lips, your teeth holding onto it firmly as your eyes, even in the darkness, take in the alpha on the forest floor.
The moonlight was giving you enough shadows, you could make out his shape, he was so much taller than you, you honestly didn’t know men came this big, but it doesn’t matter, you see him but he doesn't see you.
Like the fool he is.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The king knows you are close, his ears picking up sounds close by, you were smart, hiding so well and not obeying the command, a nearly impossible task, he was impressed, “Come to omega, come to your alpha, I won’t hurt you, if you come to me like a good mate.” he tries a soft command again.
Nothing.
He clenches his jaw, you were becoming a pain in his ass, you were nothing like how an omega should be, how they all used to be, submissive, not this….disobeying thing that you are.
It doesn’t matter, he’ll put you in your place soon enough, he just has to find you first, if his alpha voice wouldn’t work on you, he had a few more alpha tricks up his sleeves.
His left ear twitches at the sound of a leaf falling from the tree he stands under, his right ear catching the barely there sound of a branch bending slightly, like if it was under weight from something….big standing on it.
His teeth grow sore, his mating gland grows itchy as your scent hits his nose like a blast of frozen air off the lake. He swallows thickly, his whole body was screaming at him to be much more brutal than he was prepared to be. He wanted you, yes, but he didn’t want to cause any lasting harm to you.
Still, when the wind shifts behind him and he swings around at the same time you bring up your axe, it’s a standoff, his sword and your axe at each other's throats.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You stare into the eyes of the alpha king, so blue, like the moon above you both, the crown on his head sends shivers down your spine, it was deadly looking, much like him, and yet….you knew you could kill him.
All men could be killed, it was just a matter of how and when.
You circle each other slowly, never taking eyes off each other. He takes you in, small, baby faced even and yet….you had some meat on your bones, some flesh to grab, your hair was a mess and your face and body were dirty and yet, you were stunning, and he can’t wait to get you under him.
His smirk grows more and more thinking about it, his axe still at your throat, your axe still at his, when you see his smirk and growl, you finally back up quickly, he lets you, standing still, axe now at his side, waiting for your next move, “Come at me little omega, fight me, you may be strong in mind, lets see how strong you are in body.” he taunts.
You narrow your eyes at him and charge, ducking down when he goes to swing, you get a good cut to his leg before flipping away, smirking as he growls in anger, charging you now, you both give a few hit and misses with your weapons, before you get another good cut to his back this time, one that has him crying out, the cut was deep.
But when he turns to you, his eyes are red, and your eyes widen, “You will obey me, you will serve me, be my bride, even if I have to break you.” he growls, a dark smirk on his face.
You swallow thickly, feeling a tickle in your brain, you ignore it as you charge him, yelling as you go for his neck, you miss, by him ducking and kicking you away, you go down to your knees and he’s on you in a flash, moving faster than anyone has before, inhumanly so.
He pins you down, with a giant hand to the center of your back, his other hand around your wrist, the hand holding the axe, “Drop it.” he growls so deep, so slowly in your ear as he leans down over you, his warm breath caressing your ear and neck, your hand shakes fighting it yet again.
This time, he presses you down with his whole body, what rest between his legs felt, hard, big and strong, your struggles are a joke to him, and yet, when he speaks again, his voice has somehow taken on a tone in which it feels like he’s everywhere, all around you this time, seeping into your very soul, “Drop, the, weapon.”
Your eyes flutter, your hindbrain tickling even more, a voice from the corner of your mind, peeking out, wondering, watching, wanting. You buck up and try to twist and all it gets you is his tongue licking up the shell of your ear, “Little one, come to me, come out and play, I know you want to, listen to me little omega, drop, the, weapon, alpha knows what you need, come to me.” he whispers so sweetly, it makes you so dam angry, and yet…..
You whimper and whine feeling that tickle grow into a much deeper feeling, as if a part of yourself refuses to listen to you, coming ever closer to the forefront of your mind, “Yes, there you are little one, come out, see me for what I am, i’m your king and mate, come to me darling.” he whispers, his body so caged around you, you can barely move.
When you lean over as much as you can and bite his wrist, all he does is hiss in pain before slapping his other hand over your mouth, the grip so tight, you can’t bite his hand and or do anything but take his actions, it makes you cry tears of anger and fury, even as you feel the want grow stronger and stronger.
Your muffled curse words fall on deaf ears as he seems to sense you are getting closer and closer to breaking, whether you want to or not, “I do this for us little omega, for my future bloodline and my clan, you will be mine, you will give me many little pups, and we will be happy, I just….have to show you, don’t I?”
You growl behind his hand before you’re screaming, his teeth buried into your mating gland, your throat hurts from how hard your screaming, but he pays you no mind, he keeps you there, on the forest floor, among the dirt and wet leaves, taking you for his own just like he said he would, your inner omega, standing right before you in your minds eye.
Watching her alpha with longing she didn’t know she had, you fight it, you try and fight the pull so strongly, you tire yourself out mentaly and physically, your screaming stops for only a moment, in that time you lay there, feeling the new bond try and latch onto you full force, like unbreakable chains.
It gives him the time he needs to seal your fate, he gets yours and his breeches down, his cock is sliding into you before you even notice what he’s done and then your screaming behind his hand yet again as he takes you, their on the forest floor, your inner omega watching as she kneels down in front of you in your minds eye.
She offers you no help, only wonder, want, and longing, you fight it, but her eyes grow angry as the alpha king takes you roughly, his teeth going back into your mating gland, the way your body lights up at him being all around you, you whimper and try biting his hand, but your inner omega has had enough.
When the alpha king removes his hand from around your mouth….
She reaches forward and touches your face, caressing it, when you feel the bond fully slide into place as his knot takes hold of your inner walls, you fight it, him and her, but now you are outnumbered and as he holds you there, spent and gleeful, possessive and content you hear words coming out of your mouth you never thought you would say, and in such a way too, all loving and needy, “My alpha, I need you.”
His contented hum as he holds you close, makes you purr and you hate how you make the sound, you try fighting it, fighting her, but she just makes you bend to her will and his, “My omega, such a good girl for me, you know your place.”
“Yes my alpha.” you sigh contently and Curtis licks his lips, licking over the new mating mark.
He knew he would beat you, it was only a matter of time.
Alpha’s always win in the end.
The Packs Little Love Part 3
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alpha Werewolf Curtis Everett/Omega Human Female Reader ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This chapter, it's just her and Curtis while the others are out doing....business. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warnings: Sexy Times ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Oh……oh……Curtis…..” your words are swallowed up by his lips on yours, kissing, sucking on your lips, then your neck, your shoulder and then all over again, he can’t get enough of you and you can’t get enough of him.
Pregnancy has made you over the last few months…..a bit of a…..mess at times. While this new thing with all these new alpha’s has been what you clearly needed, nothing has gone beyond kissing and heavy petting….until today.
Your hormones were out of control, maybe it’s been a slow buildup of being around five alpha’s, five alpha wolves, so their scents were even stronger, more…..primal at times.
Maybe it’s all their scents around you all the time finally seeping into your pores, maybe your very soul, on top of your body going a bit haywire right now and you just…..saw Curtis come in from the garage, hands all dirty with dried oil, his black tank top looked dirty too, but his black sweatpants had been hanging low on his hips, his feet bare….and you just…felt your mouth watering.
Your body felt flush, heated up and turned on in a way your body has never been before in your life, the rest of the alpha’s were out doing whatever they do for….work, so it was just him and you today….seemed fitting the first one to spot you first months back….would be your first now.
It didn’t take him long to catch your scent, it was thick and heady, and you were looking at him over your shoulder with your hands in the sink, doing some dishes, hands all soapy and full of bubbles as Curtis got a good long look at you.
His own mouth had watered, taking in your scent, your little sun dress, your belly on display under it, barefoot, hair done up in a messy way he loved, they all loved.
When he slowled prowled closer, you swallowed thickly, when he moved behind you, dirty hands on your clean sundress, his nose at first caressed your hair, breathing you in as his eyes fluttered at the scent.
Your own eyes fluttered closed at his closeness and when his lips found yours, your head tilted back enough to kiss him deeply, it was then you moaned those words, his name, and now it’s like you can’t get enough.
Your hands now grip the edge of the counter, hands all bubbly from the suds in the sink as he grinds himself into you, “I wanted our first time to be in bed, take my time with you, go slow, tender, but fuck, do you make me so hard and wanting.” he whispers roughly in your ear and you whimper from them.
“I…..I need you inside of me, I need to feel you, all of you, just have me.” you whisper, nearly begging really, meaning every word.
“Fuck…..honey…” his soft pleased growl just makes you spread your legs for him more as his chest presses into your back, his hands caressing your bare ass cheeks once he lifts your dress up.
He was getting his dirty hands all over you, marking you in a way, he wasn’t lying about what he said, but your scent was so unbelievably thick and full of desire, he knew you meant every word you just told him, and if that was what you wanted….
Who was he to deny you?
So, moving slowly, he pulls down his sweats, his cock bobbing free, you’re so perfectly lined up, all he has to do is lean forward and he’s pushing into you, so tight and warm he can barely breathe.
“Oh my god….Curtis…..” you whimper, thankful he’s going slow, he wasn’t a small man, you knew he wasn’t from all the make out sessions, but it felt so GOOD, he was everywhere and as his arms snake around your body, holding you to him so fully as he starts a slow rhythm, you lean back into him, letting him fuck you slowly and tenderly, his lips back on your neck, kissing, licking biting.
He keeps your arms crossed against your chest with his hands on your wrist, his arms like comforting brands, you know he’s being gentle with you, lord only knows how he will fuck you, once you no longer carry a baby inside of you.
He goes slow, but deep, his lips sometimes find your ear and whisper all sorts of sweet words, dirty words and everything in between.
“Oh fuck…..oh Curtis….fuucckkk.” you whine, tears of pleasure start running down your cheeks, he licks them up, “My sweet girl, our sweet little acorn, our cute little flower, let me hear, don’t be shy, by loud for me love.” he whispers roughly into your neck.
You sob as he gives a few hard thrust before easing back, the pleasure of it making you cry out and cum on his cock, your body shivers and shakes, he holds you up as he growls deeply, his hindbrain pleased as fuck, he won’t knot you for now, he won’t allow himself to go that far, not this soon, but he does cum with a deep groan of your name on his lips, hugging you to him as he whispers words of praise against your lips, kissing you once more.
A much needed nap will follow soon after.
/OH, SHE'S A BOSS BITCH BABY\
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alpha mob boss Curtis Everett/Omega Wife Female Reader ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You didn't squirm, though on the inside you wanted too. Your omega nature made you want to submit, obey, but the other side of you, the one your husband helped bring out, refused to bow down.
He loved your fire, your sassy smart mouth, as much as he adored your obedience to him, it was a lovely give and take, you would bow for your man and him alone, but this cop? This detective that thinks you will cave for him?
Not a chance in hell.
So, you sit here, arms crossed across your chest, yawning looking bored, acting bored, all to rile him up, you can smell it on him, the anger, your eyes do watch him closely though, if he chooses to get handsy, you have to decide, fight back or let him hurt you? Play it up so it looks even more like the poor little omega, it can and has worked in your favor before, and the way this guy keeps looking at the cameras, you wonder if he's gonna try it.
This is gonna suck, you can feel it now, he's gonna rough you up.
Fuck, you just got your nails done.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
By the time Curtis shows up, in his perfect black suit and red tie, deep red tattoos on his knuckles on display as he opens the door to the room your in, you don't look great, but then you knew you wouldn't.
The detective had slapped you, back handed you, punched you in the stomach and shoved you into the wall, which is where you stand now, simpering, crying, part of it show, part of it not, inside you were scared, though you barely even let it show, because fuck this guy.
Still, as Curtis see's what's going on, his eyes turn red, a rare thing among alpha's and the ones that have it happen, well, it's very very bad for the person it's turned onto.
He flies into the room, getting the guy in a choke hold, he's growling and strangling him in front of your eyes, you sniffle, but reach into your pants pocket and pull out a cigarette, watching your love snuff the detective out because he can, because if anyone stopped him, they would also die, simple as that.
This whole place was on your husbands payroll and knew better, but not this clown, who falls at your feet, dead as can be. Taking the cigarette from you, he pulls from it twice before flicking it away, taking your face in his hands, he studies you before pulling you close and holding you to him firmly, "Lets go love, I'll make sure this never happens again."
You nod, leaning up to kiss his chin, before kissing his lips, "As long as I have you, I know i'm safe alpha."
His rumbling purr at this makes you want him right here and now, he licks his lips, leaning down to whisper in your ear, "Later love."
You bite your lower lip and nod, grabbing your purse, you let him lead you from the room, hand on the small of your back, glaring at anyone who even dares to look at you, dares anyone to try and say anything or do anything, they don't because they know better.
You smirk watching them look at him in fear, some with anger, but the fear is always there.
Your dear husband, the love of your life, the reaper of the city.
PRESAVE our NEW ALBUM "Rise of Vikingr" - https://ffm.to/npamnzmFilm Crew and Video Production Company - Full Send StudiosDP - Austin StewartDirector- Paul...
The inspiration for alpha Viking King Curtis Everett coming soon....
Whiskey Darlin C8 (The End)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alpha Steve-Ari-Johnny-Curtis-Andy-Ransom-Jake/Omega Female Reader ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warnings: Near Character Death?? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯¯ Violence. Happy Ending. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Extra Warning: This isn’t my best work or the best ending for this, but I wrote myself into a corner and then went like a month without writing anything longer, so my writing has suffered a bit, sorry about that my peeps <3 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “What do you mean they’re in the house?” you whisper, fear falling over you like a blanket, something the pups pick up on, they start to wake and whine softly.
The one night you all thankfully slept upstairs, to the better, bigger family den/nesting room, something new, something built by steve and ari to make this house more a home, they were adding on more rooms too.
“We won’t let anything happen to you, to any of you.” Steve says firmly, conviction in his voice, in his face, his very eyes.
“We didn’t protect you guys well enough before, we will this time, make no mistake about that.” Ari finishes just as firmly.
Your alpha’s are awake, some trying to get dressed to help, whisper arguing when Steve and Ari simply....look at each other and go for the door, tip-toeing out of it quickly, they close and lock it behind them, keeping you all in here.
Most of your alpha’s swear up a storm in hushed whispered words as you try to calm your little ones down. Jake and Johnny stay with you as Andy, Curtis and Ransom try getting the door unlocked or the one of the windows.
They, like you, know this room was built to keep people out, it’s a nest and den sure, but it’s also a safe room and no one was getting out of it, you knew it, and they knew it, all of you feeling helpless in some way.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Days ago Steve and Ari had agreed, should the worst happen, they would lay down their lives if need be for everyone else and now, with it looking like they may have too, they get to work on what they need to grab. It’s not that they wanted to die, but by god, they would not let anything happen to their brothers again.
Not this time.
And you…..they couldn’t bear to let anything happen to you, they refused to let it happen.
So, they split up, each going to get their guns as the men down stairs look for them. Neither of the brothers knew fancy moves, but they knew enough. They were men with a plan. Steve gets to his bedroom and silently goes to the back of his closet and gets his loaded shotgun.
Ari meanwhile, goes and grabs his axes and his revolver. When he spots one of the goons that showed up creeping up the stairs and into HIS room, Ari is on him, bringing the handle of his axe around the guys throat and using his body weight to bring the guy back and down to the floor quietly enough as they struggle.
Steve rushes in silently, his boots off now to move quietly as he helps hold the guy down as they strangle him. Steve stares the man down, anger burning in his eyes, using the years and years worth of anger and pain, they finally take out the goon.
When Ari rolls him off his body, the brothers look at each other and nod…..one down….a few more to go.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You hold your little ones, well the ones you can hold, as some of your alpha’s try to pry the doors open. You know they won’t, but you also know your alpha’s need to do something, that’s their brothers out there, their family and they want to help. As much as the drive to protect you is there, they also need to help and yet…..they can’t and it’s killing them, you know this.
Unknown to all of you, Andy knows how to get out and when no ones looking, he goes to the closet and pries open the air duct, the fit is tight, but he just fits enough to get out. When he slips out, he’s silent as he replaces the air duct cover and sneaks downstairs.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There’s more men in the house then Steve and Ari knew. But they work as a team and they work with the dark well, their alpha eyes taking in the other alpha’s and beta’s easily. They don’t spot Andy until it’s too late.
Andy has grown more deadly sense he was away with the others, he had to be. They all did really. Once the more calm one of the bunch, now he’s ruthless, the way he goes on the attack, bare handed, snapping necks, getting the weapons away from the ones that came here to harm them, steal them back.....
Try and take you and the pups, because in his gut, that has to be the reason, they wanted you and the pups and they made their escape easy, but Andy won’t go easy on them, they could burn in hell. So he goes onto the attack so harshly, so meanly, you knew this side to Andy well, and it never scared you, but it does scare Steve and Ari as they watch him go out of his way to kill every last single one of the ones who dared to hurt them for so long.
The gun shot to his side barely fazes him at first, until he’s shot three more times in his back, and it’s then Steve and Ari snarl and growl, going on a more feral attack to the last few remaining men.
The leader never even gets a chance to open his mouth, Curtis is suddenly behind him, gripping his mouth from the top and bottom and pulling, pulling and pulling until his mouth is ripped open and then Curtis rips his throat out.
The pure brutality of it doesn’t even faze him, nor the blood all over his face and body. With Ransom upstairs with you and the pups, Johnny and Jake finally get downstairs, all finding the way Andy took to get out.
Ari is kneeling down by Andy as Steve rushes off to get towels to stop the bleeding, through the bond you know something bad has happened, your sobbing and the pups crying is heard upstairs as Ransom franticly tries to help you stay calm. Johnny and Jake along with Curtis rush to Andy, who lays in his own pool of blood, blood trickling out of his mouth, hands bloody from holding at a few of his wounds.
“Don’t you dare leave us you son of a bitch!” Ari growls, tears in his eyes, none of them paying any mind to the dead bodies all over the house.
Andy can’t even speak, but he finds it’s ok, his family is safe, that was all that mattered to him in the end, his eyes never leave Ari’s and everything hurts but feels cold at the same time. He knows the others are around him, and he finds…..if this is to be his last night alive….what better way to go out.
When his eyes flutter closed, the cursing, “Don’t you fucking dare Andrew!” the growled out, watery words, “ You promised us!” the pleas “Andrew no…”all sound far away to him, as he drifts into the darkness.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
1 MONTH LATER……
You glare at him, which makes him hush right on up and do as told. With a nod, you finally continue washing his hair.
Andy sits on the shower stool like his doctor told him to and lets you wash his hair. Ari was the WORST mother hen, but then all of them were being pretty bad about it, he can’t really blame them, he did die for 30 seconds before Ari brought him back. Until he opened his eyes still surrounded by his whole family, still in pain, still bleeding and in need of medical aid.
The trip to the hospital was a blur, but here he is and for once…..Andy will listen and obey doctors orders.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
3 MONTHS LATER…….
Things have a way of settling down when you’re not even looking, slowly things start to get to a place of normal. Minds as well as bodies heal, slowly and surely. Extra rooms are made, the house bigger than ever. No one willing to have separate houses just yet, still needing the close knit bond and pack.
The ones who sought to kidnap you once more, fed to the wolves out in the deep dark woods near the house. No one would know what happened and you all liked it best this way. Steve made sure of it.
So, the pups slowly grow, long thought bonds regrow and hearts and minds slowly start to heal, to forgive. You don’t know what the future holds for you, but what you do know is, you are right where you want to be.
My Darkness Part 2
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alpha Werewolf Curtis/Omega Female Reader ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
3 MONTHS LATER……
You giggle softly as your alpha tickles you with his wet nose.
You’re laying outside in the field of flowers, the sun warming your body as Curtis lays with you, his jet black fur standing out against all the wild flowers around you. His playful growl makes you giggle more as you roll to your side to face him better.
You pet over his snout and cheeks, his ear, the top of his head, his tail wags behind him growling softly, as his face pushes into your neck, you roll on your back for him as he scents you, his wet tongue licking over your new bonding mark.
In truth it had only taken you a month to know you wanted his mark on you, once he saved you from drowning and treated you like a treasure, well you couldn’t ever leave him, you loved him, you loved it out here.
No phones, no work, no cars or stress, it was just him and you. He hunted for you, and you gladly cooked what he brought home, but you didn’t cook alone, he helped with that too, wanting to always be around you.
Maybe some would have found it smothering, but not you. He was everything you ever wanted, and surprisingly you were everything he ever wanted too. The things in his house were old style, like the wood burning stove that did in fact double as a stove to cook on, but he had a fridge, the cabin had power.
He built the place himself, anything he needed he would order from the general store in town and go down to pick it up, simple, easy. You didn’t realize how dependent you had been on your phone and laptop until you didn’t have them, but….you liked it.
Without your face staring at a screen all day, the world was suddenly open to you, you took notice of everything, it was like starting anew and you owe it all to Curtis, your alpha hero.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You nap for awhile right there, the weather was so nice, and the wind was so gently and cool on your skin, you just soak it in, all you wore was a simple summer dress, nothing more, no bra, no panties.
You lick your lips as he shifts next to you and suddenly there he is, all man, bared skin, big shoulders, buzzed short hair, piercing blue eyes, bushy beard, soft smile on his face as he leans down and cages you in, your hands run over his chest, before winding around his neck and hugging him to you as he kisses you hungrily.
Your legs wrap around him as he deepens the kiss, his hands sliding under your back, curling you more into his body, his scent is everywhere, the scent glands in his fingers marking you everywhere he touches.
He loved to do that, mark you as his, leave marks on you, even though no one was around to see them but you and him. He was softly possessive all the time and you didn’t mind, you were possessive of him too, when your nails dig into his back, he growls pleased and welcomes the pain of your nails as he ruts against you lazily.
You break away from his lips and bite at his earlobe, “Alpha, take me please.”
He doesn’t need to be told twice, and he loves when you ask for it, he moves your dress out of the way a bit and then he’s sliding home inside you, your back arches as you take him. He was not a small man, he was big, not too big for it to be too much, but enough to make you feel it for hours after.
He fucks you slowly, “My beautiful girl, my darling….my love…” His whispered words like honey in your ear as he makes love to you under the afternoon sun among wildflowers.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Three rounds later, you both need a break, you giggle again as you sit up, your dress is covered in dirt and flowers, but you're so happy, Curtis just looks and smells smug and happy, rumbling contently when you lean over to kiss him.
He goes off to hunt shortly after nearby and you just relax, picking some flowers to take back to the cabin and place on the dinner table.
It happens so fast, you don’t even see it coming until the scent hits you, you scream as your old alpha’s hand is in your hair and pulling you up by your hair, you struggle and kick out and it earns you a backhand hard enough to make you see stars and fall back to the ground on your ass holding your face.
“You stupid little bitch, you just can’t die can you? I needed to know if you had died and low and behold when I finally caught wind of your scent, well, you’ll wish you had died.”
He’s suddenly on you, hands around your throat strangling you, cutting off a second scream as you struggle, you manage to get a knee to his dick, which makes him let go and then you're getting up and stumbling away in a hurry.
You get to a tree and suddenly there he is, black fur flying past you and onto your old alpha. Curtis is kicked away, and you just….see red, you run over when he goes to kick Curtis when he’s down, you jump on your old alpha’s back and pull his hair, trying pulling him away, “Leave my alpha alone!”
He manages to get you off his back and shoves you to the ground, you cry out as your ankle twists funny at the impact, Curtis’s head whips around to you and he just….he loses it. He shifts to his human form and goes in for the killing blows, the other man backs away before defending himself.
Your old alpha is strong, not as much as Curtis, but he holds his own enough, you don’t like the blows he lands to Curtis. When he punches Curtis enough to make him stumble back for even a second, you growl and launch yourself forward and jump on his back again, but this time, you bite at your old alpha’s neck and you keep biting, going and going, until you taste blood, his scream doesn’t matter, all that matters is this fucking asshole tried to once kill you, and now he was trying to kill your alpha, you growl ripping out a chunk of his neck.
It’s not enough to kill him, but it is enough to make him go down in shock, you spit out what’s in your mouth as Curtis takes in what you did with wide lust blown eyes, before he looks to the fucker and advances on him. Curtis’s hands are not empty this time, he has his trusted axe and with one swing, your old alpha’s head is cut clean off.
Blood splatters over Curtis’s face and body, but he doesn’t care, nor do you. You wordlessly grab Curtis, you take his hand and lead him away to the nearby river. It was warm enough, the cold water would feel nice.
You’re both panting from the fight.
Curtis drops his axe at the river bed as you pull him in with you, you strip from your dress and favor your left leg over your right, it smarted like a bitch, but you could deal for now, he notices, but you place a finger to his lips, “Later alpha, i’ll rest when we get back, we need to wash off.”
He swallows thickly and just holds you for a few minutes, you do the same to him, “I’m ok alpha, i’m ok.”
He needs to hear those words, “I know honey I know, I feel you in my arms, I just need to hold you right now.”
“I do too, let me feel you alpha.”
You press your head to his chest, over his heart, the beating of it...soothing.
At some point you start to wash off, the water runs pink around you before it’s clear and your body is clean enough until you shower later in the cabin, “The way you attacked him…” His voice trails off.
You grip him tighter as his scent turns lusty and possessive, “The way you protected me as I protect you….fuck little omega….I want you so badly.”
You growl softly as you reel him down by the back of his neck for a possessive kiss, his growl low and deep, his hands biting into your flesh, you know what you will be doing all night.