J2 Fic: The Hunter Chronicles: Know Your Enemy
Title: The Hunter Chronicles: Know Your Enemy
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 5,611
Warning/spoilers: werewolves, explicit violence, sexual situations
Disclaimers: I own nothing, this is pure fiction from my crazy mind when you don’t get enough sleep. Please don’t sue.
Summary: In a tragic twist of fate with the life of his brother-at-arms in his hands, Jensen Ackles must turn to his nemesis for help. For his greatest mortal enemy may become his most valuable ally. But what is the price the Alpha werewolf sovereign will demand from the hunter that has been stalking him for years. As hatred, anger, and grudging respect have intertwined the combatants in all their battles of wits, danger looms ahead for another hidden enemy waits in the shadows. Story has been beta’d by the phenomenal oldbatj.
Part 3
He felt steel bands suddenly wrapping around his bruised chest, dragging him upward toward the surface. As soon as his face touched upon the air, Jensen took deep gasping breaths. He turned his outraged emerald green eyes to the handsome face of the Alpha holding him captive. Without any hesitation, the hunter drew back his fist and punched the sexy face of Jared Padalecki.
“You fucking bastard! I almost drowned, you stupid son of a bitch!” Jensen snarled, blinking away the droplets of water on his eyelashes.
Padalecki looked at him in disdain, his cheek barely reddened from Jensen’s blow. He lifted his massive hand and backhanded the hunter, causing Jensen to collapse back into the water once more. The surprise blow caused Jensen to accidently inhale more of the icy water as he fell. Coughing, he found himself being manhandled onto the shoreline by the powerful angry Alpha.
He began to struggle weakly, still coughing up water from his lungs when he felt his clothes being torn from his body.
“What the fuck….” he complained before another hacking fit struck him. He lay shivering on the sandy ground while the large Alpha hovered over him, pressing his nose against Jensen’s neck while his hands roamed over the wet hunter’s body.
“Get off!” Jensen barked, pushing against the muscled chest of the huge werewolf. But Padalecki continued to ignore his protests, running his lips along the hunter’s neck while his hands moved dangerously closer to Jensen’s soaked black boxers. Jensen froze when he felt fingers tugging down his underwear. Panicked frenzy caused him to jam his right elbow directly into the werewolf’s neck. As soon as he felt the steel-hard body lifting from him in surprise, he flipped to his knees and began scrambling away from the predator on all fours. However he was then hauled backwards, his fingers digging into the muddy earth in resistance.
When Padalecki whipped him around, Jensen raised his right fist and swung. But before his hand could make contact, the Alpha grabbed it and slammed his entire body to the ground. Padalecki roared above him, his canines exploded from his gums, his multi-colored eyes became amber bright as the werewolf snarled inches from the hunter’s face, demanding his submission.
But Jensen stared up at the monster, refusing to submit. He growled, “Go ahead, werewolf. You always wanted a piece of me. This is your chance now.” The hunter knew his invitation had signed his own death warrant. Only a fool would directly challenge a bloodthirsty Alpha werewolf.
Again Padalecki surprised him. Instead of fangs tearing into his flesh, soft lips were crushed against his own. Hard hands became gentle as they began to caress his cold trembling skin, leaving a trail of heat behind. He jerked his lips away from the Alpha, confused and aroused, trying to control his own body’s wanton response. But the large werewolf continued to kiss and suck along his neck down to his chest before turning his attention to the hunter’s pink nipples.
Once the scorching mouth began to suckle on his nipples, Jensen’s half hard cock completely hardened, the aching length pressed firmly against the Alpha’s stomach.
“Jesus Christ, STOP! You have a fucking mate!” Jensen finally burst out. Desperate arousal deepened his voice. He pulled at Padalecki’s silky brown locks, trying to dissuade the Alpha from his sensitive nubs but the werewolf continued to lick at the delicate flesh, causing Jensen to groan in pleasure.
“Damn it, Alpha. I invoke your protection as an unprotected and unmated newly turned wolf. I beseech you.” Jensen desperately snarled, fighting his body’s lustful reactions while he twisted away from Padalecki’s embrace.
“How the fuck do you know about our oaths?” Padalecki growled at him, watching the hunter try to scramble further away from him.
“Know your enemy.” Jensen gritted out, crouching several feet away from the werewolf. He saw Padalecki’s eyes zero in on his rampant arousal, prominent against the skin-tight wet black briefs.
The Alpha narrowed his amber eyes but remained leaning forward toward his position. He chuckled wickedly and said, “You have my protection, hunter. And you most likely will regret those words you uttered.”
“What do you mean? Are you trying to trick me into taking them back?” Jensen asked suspiciously.
Padelecki grinned and replied, “Once you have requested protection and it has been accepted, you cannot rescind your offer. Now tell me why you had another’s scent on you.”
“What are you talking about?”
“The blood, hunter... Do not play dumb with me.”
“Oh, you mean the blood that was from the alphas that tried to hurt an omega under my protection? I taught them a lesson. Don’t fuck around with those kids.”
“Under your protection? How interesting. Were you not moments ago begging for my protection? Do you really think you will be able to protect those weaklings?”
“Don’t call them that! They’re not weaklings! They’re just scared kids that need to be cared for and protected. Instead they are neglected and abused. But not under my watch! Anyone that dares mess with them, I’ll fucking kill.” Jensen vowed, his green eyes darkened with malicious warning.
Padalecki looked at him silently. He said, “I was unaware that they were being molested.”
“It’s your pack! You should have known!” Jensen growled. His eyes darkened with memories of his past, of adults failing him when he was a child in need of help.
“The protection and treatment of the betas and omegas has always fallen to the Beta of the pack.”
“Well, you fucking picked her! Her incompetence is a reflection of you. There is no excuse! No fucking excuse…”
Jared interjected, “You’re right.”
“Of course, I’m fucking right… wait… what? You are agreeing with me?”
The Alpha grimly smiled and walked closer to the hunter. When he reached out his hand to help the smaller man stand up, Jensen visibly flinched. The hunter gritted his teeth, disgusted at his fear and angrily stood up, backing a few inches away from the looming werewolf.
“I will admit… I have never paid attention to the omegas of the pack. They are frail and inept, using up all our supplies without returning anything of value to us except for what lies between their legs.”
“You fucking bastards! They are just kids!”
“I am unaware of how young they are.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“Why would I lie?”
“Fuck….you wouldn’t.” Jensen finally relented. He knew that Padalecki didn’t need to lie to him. He warily watched the Alpha approach him, determined to stand his ground and not jerk away from the first attempt at contact. He was again surprised when he felt warm arms wrapping around him. His nose pressed against the werewolf’s neck. The masculine musky smell of the larger man somehow calmed the raging anger that had been boiling in his veins.
“We are werewolves. We only acknowledge strength and ruthlessness. We abhor any signs of vulnerability. And weakness has always been the very essence of the omegas of the packs. Only the strong can survive among us. Our strength alone is what holds back the hordes of enemies outside our borders. What good would omegas do when they cannot fight? They would immediately lie down for the enemy if they were ordered to do so since they cannot refuse a direct order.” Jared quietly explained as his fingers gently began massaging Jensen’s tense back.
“How do you know that? Has it ever happened before?”
“It was rumored that the German pack in Europe were decimated by their omegas turning against them because they were ordered to do so by the enemy pack. They had the most populated omegas in their pack. That is why the numbers of omegas has been limited in all our packs.”
“If that was truth, can’t another alpha from the same pack order the omegas to stand down? Those rumors sound awfully fishy to me. A more likely scenario is that the omegas probably were being abused and had revolted. To cover up their embarrassment, the German pack probably spread the fabrication of an enemy order. It sounds better than to admit that their own omegas hated them due to the horrible treatment they received at the pack’s own hands”
Jared gave the hunter a more speculative look. He muttered, “I never thought that Shepard would lie. But he is known to conceal the truth when it reflects badly on him and his pack. You may be on to something there, my little hunter.”
“The rumors were from Mark Sheppard? That werewolf is a bloody monster. He has terrorized and killed dozens of innocent humans. I wouldn’t have believed one word he has said.”
“Careful, hunter. He is a werewolf and an Alpha of his pack.
“Still doesn’t mean anything. If he was standing right here in front of me, I’d still interrogate him for more information.” Jensen snarled, trying to pull free from Jared’s embrace. But the werewolf chuckled and only tugged the hunter closer to his body.
“I know you will, little hunter. It seems that the Beta has been remiss in her duties. From now on you will be in charge of the omegas’ well-being. I will leave them in your capable hands.”
“They were already in my hands anyway,” Jensen mumbled. He involuntarily yelped when he felt the Alpha slap his butt.
“Are you giving me lip?” Jared asked.
Jensen pulled away and narrowed his eyes. He replied, “Hell yeah. Don’t be slapping people’s butt, Asshat!” The hunter immediately hooked his ankle behind the werewolf’s right foot and pushed him backwards. But he didn’t count on Jared grabbing him, causing both of them to fall to the ground with Jensen dropping on top of the Alpha.
Jensen grunted before he found himself flipped on his back with Jared smiling on top of him. He narrowed his eyes and quickly rolled the werewolf onto his right side, causing him to shift his weight in surprise. The hunter quickly maneuvered himself, shoving the werewolf backwards before he launched himself forward, knocking the Alpha onto his back.
He found his face pressed tightly against the muscular chest of the werewolf, inadvertently inhaling the were’s addictive scent. His body instantly hardened by the musky smell, making him jerk backwards and he fell on his ass.
Jared lay on the ground and watched the hunter’s inner struggle. He sighed and gracefully got up. He said, “Come, my little hunter. I do not like watching you fight your own attractions. Let us return you to your den for dry clothes. I do not want you to grow sick from the cold.”
“I wouldn’t be half naked here if you didn’t rip off all my clothes.” Jensen griped but was instantly silent when the werewolf immediately grabbed him.
“You had another scent on your body! You. Are. Mine!” Jared snarled possessively.
Jensen jerked out of the embrace and retorted, “No. You are already mated. You can’t fuck around with another werewolf.”
Jared coldly smiled and advanced toward the hunter who defiantly stood his ground and glared up at the Alpha. Jared growled, “You haven’t shifted yet, little hunter. I am free to act whatever way I want toward you. And you are mine.”
Jensen grimly smiled at the looming Alpha, refusing to be intimidated. He said, “I’m only yours if I want to be. And I don’t want you, Padalecki.”
But instead of fury, the Alpha merely smiled at Jensen. The hunter jerked backwards, suddenly afraid of the werewolf’s reaction.
“It seems that although you know your enemies really well, you have no clue what you want. But don’t worry, little hunter. I know exactly what you desire even if your mouth says something else entirely different.”
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“Oh thank heavens, you’re back!” Morgan shouted when he saw Jensen walking into the den. He gawked at his half naked friend and followed him into the bathroom.
“Why are you only in your boxers? What happened to your clothes?”
Jensen began pulling jeans and a well-worn Henley from his duffle bag that he’d moved into the bathroom when he was cleaning the main room last night. He tugged off his half dried underwear and slipped into a dry pair.
He replied, “It’s a long story. The short version was that Padalecki doesn’t like other werewolves’ blood or scents on my clothes.”
“And he what? Ripped them off? Holy shit….for real?!”
Jensen silently groaned at the shocked expression on his friend’s face. “Can we just drop this subject? Where are the kids?”
As much as Morgan wanted to know why the Alpha didn’t want other werewolves’ scents on Jensen, he knew the familiar closed expression of his friend’s face. He noticed the dark shadows underneath Jensen’s weary eyes and realized that the hunter did not sleep at all last night. Despite his burning curiosity, he let the subject go.
He replied, “You took too long to get back so they fled to the closet about an hour ago.”
Jensen grimaced and cursed quietly. He snarled, “They shouldn’t be afraid in their own home. This place needs to represent safety not constant fear of the unknown. Fucking assholes!”
Morgan remained silent. He always suspected that Jensen had had a troubled childhood. He never wanted to pry into his friend’s past, not wanting to intrude. He always figured that one day when Jensen was ready, he would share but until that day comes, he would not push the issue.
He then thought of his own earlier behavior, lying in bed frozen with fear while the alpha came for Alona. Shame and guilt filled him. He didn’t know why he was so afraid, unable to even call out for help. He had spent years in the military going on dangerous missions. But last night for the first time in his adult life he was paralyzed with fear.
“What’s wrong?” Jensen abruptly asked him.
“Nothing.”
“Dude…don’t lie. I know your lying face. That’s why you always lose at poker.”
“I’m not lying…wait what do you mean…. do I have a bad poker face?”
“Stop trying to distract me from the question, Morgan. What’s wrong?” Jensen asked, his hand tugging on the older man’s shoulder.
“Fuck….why was I so afraid last night? I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. I never felt so much fear in my life. What the Hell is going on with me?”
Jensen sighed and replied, “You are an omega now.”
“What does that mean? I’m a big pussy now?!” Morgan shrieked, horrified by the notion.
“No…of course not. But you will be different than who you were. Your body is still adjusting to the changes. The chemical changes will also affect your personality. Give it a few weeks, eventually everything will stabilize.”
“So does that mean I won’t be a big wuss one month from now?”
Jensen’s eyes darkened at the disgust in his friend’s voice. He harshly said, “You listen to me, JD Morgan. You are one of the bravest man I have ever known!”
“That was before I became an omega.” Morgan responded despondently.
“Bull-fucking-shit! Do you know how much courage it takes to choose to live when you are bitten? Hell, I had planned to kill myself each time I was bitten. But you are willing choose to live this life. Many people would have broken, but you didn’t. Instead you got up and kept walking forward into the unknown.
Being a werewolf or an omega does not define who you are. You are the one that determines how to live your life. At the end of the day, you are still the person I will always choose to watch my back… omega or not.”
Morgan let Jensen’s words wash over him. Slowly the guilt and shame melted away. He knew that the younger hunter was right. He was a newly turned werewolf. There were bound to be changes. But with Jensen by his side, he knew he could confront whatever complications would arise.
He smiled broadly and replied, “Oh, Jen, I knew you were always secretly in love with me.”
“Idiot… as if anyone could love that huge ego of yours. And don’t call me ‘Jen’!”
“Love you too, sweetheart…” Morgan winked at his friend. Jensen rolled his eyes and made his way to the main room toward the closet.
“What are you doing?” Morgan called out to him.
“Going to teach the kiddies how to deal with bullies.” Jensen replied before pulling open the door. His heart slammed hard in his chest when he once again saw the frightened faces of the kids huddled together in the corner of the dusty-floored closet.
“Listen up, you rug rats. There’s going to be some changes around here. There will be no more hiding. Hiding is for pussies.”
“But we are omegas…” Michael piped up.
“That doesn’t mean shit. You got fangs right? Then you can damned well fight. I’m going to teach you how to defend yourselves. And if you survive the training, no one and nothing will ever touch you again without your permission. Are you ready?” Jensen asked, smiling confidently at the omega. His smile slipped when he realized that none of the omega had responded.
“It’s not that we don’t want to learn, Jensen…. It’s just that it’s against the Alpha’s orders. No omegas are allowed to fight.” Matt said.
Jensen grinned and replied, “That’s where you are wrong, Matt. The Alpha told me that I’m responsible for your well-being from here on out. And I decided that you need to learn how to fight.”
Matt looked dubiously at the hunter. He sputtered out, “I don’t want to upset you, but how can you teach us to fight? You are just a human.”
Morgan began to chuckle, amused by the young omega’s misconception. Before transferring to the Navy SEALS, Jensen was involved in many black ops missions. He had extensive martial arts experience, hand to hand combat skills. He had witnessed Jensen on several occasions taking down entire groups of assassins and soldiers single-handedly without breaking a sweat.
“You will learn soon, young omega. That it’s not how strong or fast you are that makes a difference. It’s what you know. Rule number one, kid. Know your enemy. Know his weaknesses, his strengths. Once you do, you will be able to defeat him.”
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The two hunters stood back and watched the small group of omegas running around the field doing laps. Jensen wanted to build up their endurance while putting more muscles on their bodies to increase their strength.
“You know you can’t leave them when we’re making our escape, right? Because they will be tortured once we’re gone.”
“I am very aware of that fact, Morgan.”
“But you do understand my concern, correct? The two of us escaping….hard to do but not impossible. But if you we added a group of young teenagers into the mix, we are bound to get caught.”
“Not if it’s a group of hunters.”
“But we are not making a getaway with a pack of hunters!”
“Not yet. But by the time I’m finished training the omegas, they will be more fit than any human hunters that we have ever encountered… and better trained.”
“Holy shit…. that’s a brilliant plan, Jen!”
“Don’t call me ‘Jen’.” Jensen growled but he was unable to hide his grin. He then turned his sharp green eyes to the omegas, watching them run, noting potential weaknesses. By the time the next full moon comes, he planned to have the omegas fully trained as potential hunters.
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“Where exactly are you taking me again?” Jensen asked the blond Alpha werewolf. Chad had come by in the later afternoon waiting to show the hunter around the main areas of the Padalecki pack lands.
“I wanted you to see areas you should avoid at all cost. Or until you have shifted on your first full moon,” the blond replied.
“Why are you helping me?”
“Because I find you amusing, Pup.”
Jensen raised his right eyebrow and asked, “How so?”
“The complications you bring into this pack.”
“Complications?”
“You’re very presence is sparking a potential civil war within the pack.”
“Huh?”
“You know that our Alpha is already mated to Sandy, our official Beta.”
“Yes. And…?”
“And…the Alpha’s wolf has always refused to acknowledge Sandy as his true mate. As a result, the alphas are not accepting Sandy as the true Beta while all the other betas in the pack have already acknowledged her. Now you come along... You always had a very controversial relationship with Jared. He could have easily killed you many times over, but he always stopped at the very last moment.
You were also the only opponent that came close to defeating our lord several times. We had hailed you as ‘Nemico’ the true enemy of our Alpha. This is a great honor among the alphas.” Chad explained.
“I still don’t see how I am responsible for a potential civil war here…” Jensen said. But his gut twisted at the expression in Chad’s face.
“You got bit. And ever since then, Jared has been acting differently, like an Alpha chasing after a beta in heat. And that should be impossible for any alpha that has already been mated. Which can only mean that his mating with Sandy was never a ‘true mating’.”
“Fuck me….” Jensen groused, as his heart began pounding furiously in his chest at the implication.
“I rather not. Although you are quite pretty, I am sure that the Alpha would rip me to pieces. And I’m too damned gorgeous to die,” Chad winked, chuckling at Jensen’s annoyed expression.
“What will be very interesting is what type of wolf you will become. If you become a beta or an omega, you will definitely be claimed by Jared’s wolf. But if you become an alpha, then you cannot be a rival to the Beta already in position because there are no alpha-to-alpha matings.”
“So you think Sandy is going to try to kill me after the full moon?”
“No, she will not risk her position as Beta on a chance that you will become an omega like your hunter friend. She will strike out and try to kill you immediately. But it will never be traced back to her. Jared would kill her otherwise. He had already placed a protection warning over your head years before you ever came here.”
“Why would he do that?” Jensen asked in puzzlement, his brain still not processing the information Chad had given him.
“I had asked him that exact same question. He said that you were his nemesis, your death belonged only to him.”
“Oh, that’s just fucking great…” Jensen mumbled.
“Yeah…by the way… the pretty, petite girl heading our way is Sandy, the pack’s supposed Beta, who is most likely plotting your death even as she walks towards us. Act cool.” Chad whispered before smiling and stepping forward to meet the brunette haired beauty approaching them.
“Wait…what?!” Jensen spluttered.
But Chad ignored him and said, “Sandy, what can we do for you?”
The Beta smiled and said, “I wanted to introduce myself to one of our newest pack members.”
“Of course, how rude of me… Jensen, meet Sandy, the mate of our Alpha,” Chad smoothly replied. However Jensen noted how the blond had refused to refer to Sandy as his pack Beta. He also knew that Sandy had also heard the slight. But the beautiful Beta continued to smile at them.
“I welcome you to Padalecki Pack. I am responsible for the welfare of the betas and omegas of this pack. In the next moon when you shift, if you become either a beta or omega, you will be in my charge. If you have any questions, please come to me. My door is always open for my brethren.” Sandy said, her brown eyes staring into his vivid green ones.
“Sorry, if you didn’t hear about this yet, Sandy, but the omegas are now in Jensen’s charge by the decree of the Alpha.” Chad interjected. Sandy’s smile slipped from her face. Her brown eyes narrowed with anger as she glared at the blond alpha.
“What did you say, wolf?” She practically hissed at him.
“I said that Jared had decreed that all omegas are under the care of Jensen. So if Jensen becomes an omega in the next moon, he will still be in charge of himself. In a way he would be the Top omega. Similar to a Beta, I guess.” Chad needled with a barely controlled inner glee.
“Omegas will never be similar to betas! Watch yourself, wolf! Do not think your years of friendship with Jared allow you the right to insult me. I am your Beta.” Sandy snarled; her beautiful face marred and twisted by sudden anger and annoyance.
“If you really want to be technical, I’m an alpha, not a wolf. And you are married to Jared but your wolf has not been mated to his. Therefore you are not the official pack Beta. Alphas never submit to betas, only to the pack Beta.” Chad said, as his narrowed blue eyes narrowed became amber. But the petite brunette refused to back down, challenging the alpha.
“Chad, stop being an asshole and knock it off. Sandy, thanks for the welcome. If I need anything, I’ll let you know. It’s been a pleasure.” Jensen said before shoving the blond wolf forward and away from the fuming Beta.
“Oh, you’ve done it now…she really hates your guts.” Chad said, allowing himself to be dragged away.
“What the fuck are you talking about now? I remove you from a situation where you would have foolishly attacked her because she was challenging your authority as an alpha. Then Jared would have to punish you for harming his mate.”
“She’s not his mate.”
“Dude, doesn’t matter because he thinks she is, therefore she is his mate.”
“He’s never ever referred her as his mate… Only as his ‘wife’.”
“Shit.”
“Yeah. If you haven’t noticed, you just saved her… from me, an alpha. And you made me, an alpha obey your orders. Therefore… you just weakened her position as the so called ‘Beta of the pack’ not to mention put more credibility to the rumors that you may take over her position as the Beta of the pack.”
“Shit. Well, at least, no one saw us.” Jensen said. But his hopes were dashed at the mischievous glint in Chad’s eyes.
“You do know that we were right in the middle of the town square right? There were dozens of eyes on us. And after what just happened, it will be spread like wildfire. You basically challenged her position as the pack Beta based on your actions alone.”
“I did not fucking do that!” Jensen exclaimed.
“Yeah? Well you already did. Well… in werewolf terms anyway. But look on the bright side, we’re here.”
Jensen looked at Chad in puzzlement. He looked at his surroundings. They were standing in the middle of the circular field with stone pillars all along the edge.
“What is this place?” Jensen asked.
“This is the battleground that alphas come to during the full moon. This is where they battle each other for dominance and rank.”
“Why during the full moon?”
“Because that is when they are the most powerful. The moon gives us extra strength. And each battle we win, our strength increases. Only the strongest can be Alpha. Although Jared has not been challenged for his positions for several years that does not mean that he is safe from these challenges from within the pack or even from external packs.” Chad replied, his blue eyes fever bright with excitement.
“Why did you bring me here?”
“I wanted to show you the places that you need to avoid until you have completely shifted into your wolf. Sandy will come at you now. She needs to in order to protect her position within the pack. She will try to drive you to this location, so other alphas can attack you under the guise of being driven by challenge madness. It will be the perfect excuse. She will also seek your death in plenty of other underhanded ways. Be careful, Jensen. And watch your back.” Chad warned.
“What else is new?” Jensen sardonically replied.
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“What the fuck?!” Jensen groused when he felt the familiar weight pressing against his back. After his talk with Chad, bone-tired weariness had hit him. He had stumbled back to the den and collapsed onto his cot, asleep within minutes. He had awakened when he felt someone slipping onto his cot with him.
“Hush. You do not want to wake the others do you?” A voice growled near his ear.
“Jared?! What the fuck are you doing here. And stop drooling all over my neck.” Jensen groused, jabbing his right elbow directly behind him.
“Are you always this difficult when you first wake up? I am here to see to your protection. Remember how you begged for it?” Jared reminded him as his hands slipped underneath Jensen’s shirt and began caressing his bare stomach. Jensen silently groaned and pressed his flushed face into the pillow. He could feel the warm cloud of arousal engulfing his body as his cock hardened against his thin cotton boxer briefs.
“So this is the only way to silence that smart mouth of yours….interesting.” Jared muttered against his neck before the werewolf started to nuzzle and suck at the flesh.
“Shut up, you sleep pervert…” Jensen groaned, his body unconsciously pressing closer to the Alpha’s hard-muscled frame.
Any reply Jared would have made was lost when another shadow darkened the doorway. The Alpha gave an earsplitting bloody roar. His fangs burst through his gums and he pounced on the form, knocking it backwards and outside of the den. Without any hesitation he buried his canines into the exposed neck, ripping at the flesh, tissue, and bones. Blood dripped from his mouth down to his chin, his amber eyes looked up at the three crouching forms that stood frozen nearby. He gave another roar before launching himself forward, claws extending from his hands.
Jensen stood up and shuffled to the door. Without giving a second glance to the violence that was occurring outside his doorstep, he closed the door.
“Jensen! Aren’t you going to do anything?” Morgan exclaimed. He sat up on his bed. When the Alpha had come into the room, he was again struck with the same terror from earlier. But this time, he was able to move. He had planned to call out a warning to his friend until he heard Jensen’s grumpy response. He then realized that the Alpha did not intend to harm Jensen. Some of the fear had dissipated.
“I’m going back to sleep. You all should. No one will disturb us for the rest of the night.” Jensen replied has he pulled the blanket over his head. Sounds of intense fighting along with yelps and whimpers could be heard outside their door.
“Jensen….”
“Sleep, Morgan. Jared is doing his duty of ‘protecting’ me. I’m pretty sure he’ll come back and annoy me when he’s done playing around with those buffoons. You guys better get some sleep. I’m doubling your drills tomorrow.” Jensen warned them. He heard the omegas groaning at his announcement. He smiled and began drifting off to sleep. For the first time since he came here, he felt safe. He went to sleep to the background noise of bones breaking and howls of pain in the air.
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Flathead Forrest, Montana
“Why are we here, Urban? The trail is long gone. We’re wasting our time.” The blond haired hunter said.
“You know what your problem is, Roche? You need to know your enemy,” Karl Urban replied as he knelt on the ground. It was the location where they had found the three bodies of the dead hunters. After careful examination, it was determined that the hunters were killed by another hunter based on the bullets lodged in their bodies.
“What do I need to know about the fucking traitors? We find them and we kill them. End of story...” Roche sharply replied.
“And how are we going to find them if we don’t know why they did what they did? Ackles and Morgan have always been loyal members of the organization. Something must have happened for Pluto to kill his own unit.”
“Why should we care?”
“Because we are hunting down one of the greatest hunters that ever lived, you damned fool. Do you know why Ackles’s code name is Pluto?”
“No idea.”
“Pluto is the Latin name for the God of Death… The Greeks called him Hades. Now do you understand? We are hunting the God of Death. He has the highest number of kills in werewolves of all the hunters. There has never been any creature he has gone up against that he did not kill save for Padalecki. He is the deadliest, most methodical killer I have ever met. He thinks three moves ahead of his enemies, and he is stone cold to his core. The only weakness he ever had was his loyalty to his loud-mouthed best friend, JD Morgan. Somehow all that has happened must be related to Morgan.”
“Why do we need to figure this out?”
“It’s the only way we can find them. And the only way to kill them...” Urban responded coldly.
“Sounds like you knew Ackles.”
“I do. He’s my soul mate.”
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Author’s Note 1: I’ll say it once and I’ll say it million times plus infinity…. Great big cherry on top of ice cream thanks go to my good friend and partner in crime, oldbatj. Thank you so much for being a fabulous beta. You make me a better writer with each part and most importantly, you make me believe in myself a little more each time. Thanks, hon! ☺
Author’s Note 2: The Roche in this story is Sebastian Roche. I saw the movie, “Doom” which Karl Urban played the lead in. I really enjoy his character and really thought that Karl Urban would be a worthy/interesting character in this story. Where it will go….
Author’s Note 3: If you are interested in what happens next, please comment. If you not, thanks for reading!!
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 5,611
Warning/spoilers: werewolves, explicit violence, sexual situations
Disclaimers: I own nothing, this is pure fiction from my crazy mind when you don’t get enough sleep. Please don’t sue.
Summary: In a tragic twist of fate with the life of his brother-at-arms in his hands, Jensen Ackles must turn to his nemesis for help. For his greatest mortal enemy may become his most valuable ally. But what is the price the Alpha werewolf sovereign will demand from the hunter that has been stalking him for years. As hatred, anger, and grudging respect have intertwined the combatants in all their battles of wits, danger looms ahead for another hidden enemy waits in the shadows. Story has been beta’d by the phenomenal oldbatj.
Part 3
He felt steel bands suddenly wrapping around his bruised chest, dragging him upward toward the surface. As soon as his face touched upon the air, Jensen took deep gasping breaths. He turned his outraged emerald green eyes to the handsome face of the Alpha holding him captive. Without any hesitation, the hunter drew back his fist and punched the sexy face of Jared Padalecki.
“You fucking bastard! I almost drowned, you stupid son of a bitch!” Jensen snarled, blinking away the droplets of water on his eyelashes.
Padalecki looked at him in disdain, his cheek barely reddened from Jensen’s blow. He lifted his massive hand and backhanded the hunter, causing Jensen to collapse back into the water once more. The surprise blow caused Jensen to accidently inhale more of the icy water as he fell. Coughing, he found himself being manhandled onto the shoreline by the powerful angry Alpha.
He began to struggle weakly, still coughing up water from his lungs when he felt his clothes being torn from his body.
“What the fuck….” he complained before another hacking fit struck him. He lay shivering on the sandy ground while the large Alpha hovered over him, pressing his nose against Jensen’s neck while his hands roamed over the wet hunter’s body.
“Get off!” Jensen barked, pushing against the muscled chest of the huge werewolf. But Padalecki continued to ignore his protests, running his lips along the hunter’s neck while his hands moved dangerously closer to Jensen’s soaked black boxers. Jensen froze when he felt fingers tugging down his underwear. Panicked frenzy caused him to jam his right elbow directly into the werewolf’s neck. As soon as he felt the steel-hard body lifting from him in surprise, he flipped to his knees and began scrambling away from the predator on all fours. However he was then hauled backwards, his fingers digging into the muddy earth in resistance.
When Padalecki whipped him around, Jensen raised his right fist and swung. But before his hand could make contact, the Alpha grabbed it and slammed his entire body to the ground. Padalecki roared above him, his canines exploded from his gums, his multi-colored eyes became amber bright as the werewolf snarled inches from the hunter’s face, demanding his submission.
But Jensen stared up at the monster, refusing to submit. He growled, “Go ahead, werewolf. You always wanted a piece of me. This is your chance now.” The hunter knew his invitation had signed his own death warrant. Only a fool would directly challenge a bloodthirsty Alpha werewolf.
Again Padalecki surprised him. Instead of fangs tearing into his flesh, soft lips were crushed against his own. Hard hands became gentle as they began to caress his cold trembling skin, leaving a trail of heat behind. He jerked his lips away from the Alpha, confused and aroused, trying to control his own body’s wanton response. But the large werewolf continued to kiss and suck along his neck down to his chest before turning his attention to the hunter’s pink nipples.
Once the scorching mouth began to suckle on his nipples, Jensen’s half hard cock completely hardened, the aching length pressed firmly against the Alpha’s stomach.
“Jesus Christ, STOP! You have a fucking mate!” Jensen finally burst out. Desperate arousal deepened his voice. He pulled at Padalecki’s silky brown locks, trying to dissuade the Alpha from his sensitive nubs but the werewolf continued to lick at the delicate flesh, causing Jensen to groan in pleasure.
“Damn it, Alpha. I invoke your protection as an unprotected and unmated newly turned wolf. I beseech you.” Jensen desperately snarled, fighting his body’s lustful reactions while he twisted away from Padalecki’s embrace.
“How the fuck do you know about our oaths?” Padalecki growled at him, watching the hunter try to scramble further away from him.
“Know your enemy.” Jensen gritted out, crouching several feet away from the werewolf. He saw Padalecki’s eyes zero in on his rampant arousal, prominent against the skin-tight wet black briefs.
The Alpha narrowed his amber eyes but remained leaning forward toward his position. He chuckled wickedly and said, “You have my protection, hunter. And you most likely will regret those words you uttered.”
“What do you mean? Are you trying to trick me into taking them back?” Jensen asked suspiciously.
Padelecki grinned and replied, “Once you have requested protection and it has been accepted, you cannot rescind your offer. Now tell me why you had another’s scent on you.”
“What are you talking about?”
“The blood, hunter... Do not play dumb with me.”
“Oh, you mean the blood that was from the alphas that tried to hurt an omega under my protection? I taught them a lesson. Don’t fuck around with those kids.”
“Under your protection? How interesting. Were you not moments ago begging for my protection? Do you really think you will be able to protect those weaklings?”
“Don’t call them that! They’re not weaklings! They’re just scared kids that need to be cared for and protected. Instead they are neglected and abused. But not under my watch! Anyone that dares mess with them, I’ll fucking kill.” Jensen vowed, his green eyes darkened with malicious warning.
Padalecki looked at him silently. He said, “I was unaware that they were being molested.”
“It’s your pack! You should have known!” Jensen growled. His eyes darkened with memories of his past, of adults failing him when he was a child in need of help.
“The protection and treatment of the betas and omegas has always fallen to the Beta of the pack.”
“Well, you fucking picked her! Her incompetence is a reflection of you. There is no excuse! No fucking excuse…”
Jared interjected, “You’re right.”
“Of course, I’m fucking right… wait… what? You are agreeing with me?”
The Alpha grimly smiled and walked closer to the hunter. When he reached out his hand to help the smaller man stand up, Jensen visibly flinched. The hunter gritted his teeth, disgusted at his fear and angrily stood up, backing a few inches away from the looming werewolf.
“I will admit… I have never paid attention to the omegas of the pack. They are frail and inept, using up all our supplies without returning anything of value to us except for what lies between their legs.”
“You fucking bastards! They are just kids!”
“I am unaware of how young they are.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“Why would I lie?”
“Fuck….you wouldn’t.” Jensen finally relented. He knew that Padalecki didn’t need to lie to him. He warily watched the Alpha approach him, determined to stand his ground and not jerk away from the first attempt at contact. He was again surprised when he felt warm arms wrapping around him. His nose pressed against the werewolf’s neck. The masculine musky smell of the larger man somehow calmed the raging anger that had been boiling in his veins.
“We are werewolves. We only acknowledge strength and ruthlessness. We abhor any signs of vulnerability. And weakness has always been the very essence of the omegas of the packs. Only the strong can survive among us. Our strength alone is what holds back the hordes of enemies outside our borders. What good would omegas do when they cannot fight? They would immediately lie down for the enemy if they were ordered to do so since they cannot refuse a direct order.” Jared quietly explained as his fingers gently began massaging Jensen’s tense back.
“How do you know that? Has it ever happened before?”
“It was rumored that the German pack in Europe were decimated by their omegas turning against them because they were ordered to do so by the enemy pack. They had the most populated omegas in their pack. That is why the numbers of omegas has been limited in all our packs.”
“If that was truth, can’t another alpha from the same pack order the omegas to stand down? Those rumors sound awfully fishy to me. A more likely scenario is that the omegas probably were being abused and had revolted. To cover up their embarrassment, the German pack probably spread the fabrication of an enemy order. It sounds better than to admit that their own omegas hated them due to the horrible treatment they received at the pack’s own hands”
Jared gave the hunter a more speculative look. He muttered, “I never thought that Shepard would lie. But he is known to conceal the truth when it reflects badly on him and his pack. You may be on to something there, my little hunter.”
“The rumors were from Mark Sheppard? That werewolf is a bloody monster. He has terrorized and killed dozens of innocent humans. I wouldn’t have believed one word he has said.”
“Careful, hunter. He is a werewolf and an Alpha of his pack.
“Still doesn’t mean anything. If he was standing right here in front of me, I’d still interrogate him for more information.” Jensen snarled, trying to pull free from Jared’s embrace. But the werewolf chuckled and only tugged the hunter closer to his body.
“I know you will, little hunter. It seems that the Beta has been remiss in her duties. From now on you will be in charge of the omegas’ well-being. I will leave them in your capable hands.”
“They were already in my hands anyway,” Jensen mumbled. He involuntarily yelped when he felt the Alpha slap his butt.
“Are you giving me lip?” Jared asked.
Jensen pulled away and narrowed his eyes. He replied, “Hell yeah. Don’t be slapping people’s butt, Asshat!” The hunter immediately hooked his ankle behind the werewolf’s right foot and pushed him backwards. But he didn’t count on Jared grabbing him, causing both of them to fall to the ground with Jensen dropping on top of the Alpha.
Jensen grunted before he found himself flipped on his back with Jared smiling on top of him. He narrowed his eyes and quickly rolled the werewolf onto his right side, causing him to shift his weight in surprise. The hunter quickly maneuvered himself, shoving the werewolf backwards before he launched himself forward, knocking the Alpha onto his back.
He found his face pressed tightly against the muscular chest of the werewolf, inadvertently inhaling the were’s addictive scent. His body instantly hardened by the musky smell, making him jerk backwards and he fell on his ass.
Jared lay on the ground and watched the hunter’s inner struggle. He sighed and gracefully got up. He said, “Come, my little hunter. I do not like watching you fight your own attractions. Let us return you to your den for dry clothes. I do not want you to grow sick from the cold.”
“I wouldn’t be half naked here if you didn’t rip off all my clothes.” Jensen griped but was instantly silent when the werewolf immediately grabbed him.
“You had another scent on your body! You. Are. Mine!” Jared snarled possessively.
Jensen jerked out of the embrace and retorted, “No. You are already mated. You can’t fuck around with another werewolf.”
Jared coldly smiled and advanced toward the hunter who defiantly stood his ground and glared up at the Alpha. Jared growled, “You haven’t shifted yet, little hunter. I am free to act whatever way I want toward you. And you are mine.”
Jensen grimly smiled at the looming Alpha, refusing to be intimidated. He said, “I’m only yours if I want to be. And I don’t want you, Padalecki.”
But instead of fury, the Alpha merely smiled at Jensen. The hunter jerked backwards, suddenly afraid of the werewolf’s reaction.
“It seems that although you know your enemies really well, you have no clue what you want. But don’t worry, little hunter. I know exactly what you desire even if your mouth says something else entirely different.”
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“Oh thank heavens, you’re back!” Morgan shouted when he saw Jensen walking into the den. He gawked at his half naked friend and followed him into the bathroom.
“Why are you only in your boxers? What happened to your clothes?”
Jensen began pulling jeans and a well-worn Henley from his duffle bag that he’d moved into the bathroom when he was cleaning the main room last night. He tugged off his half dried underwear and slipped into a dry pair.
He replied, “It’s a long story. The short version was that Padalecki doesn’t like other werewolves’ blood or scents on my clothes.”
“And he what? Ripped them off? Holy shit….for real?!”
Jensen silently groaned at the shocked expression on his friend’s face. “Can we just drop this subject? Where are the kids?”
As much as Morgan wanted to know why the Alpha didn’t want other werewolves’ scents on Jensen, he knew the familiar closed expression of his friend’s face. He noticed the dark shadows underneath Jensen’s weary eyes and realized that the hunter did not sleep at all last night. Despite his burning curiosity, he let the subject go.
He replied, “You took too long to get back so they fled to the closet about an hour ago.”
Jensen grimaced and cursed quietly. He snarled, “They shouldn’t be afraid in their own home. This place needs to represent safety not constant fear of the unknown. Fucking assholes!”
Morgan remained silent. He always suspected that Jensen had had a troubled childhood. He never wanted to pry into his friend’s past, not wanting to intrude. He always figured that one day when Jensen was ready, he would share but until that day comes, he would not push the issue.
He then thought of his own earlier behavior, lying in bed frozen with fear while the alpha came for Alona. Shame and guilt filled him. He didn’t know why he was so afraid, unable to even call out for help. He had spent years in the military going on dangerous missions. But last night for the first time in his adult life he was paralyzed with fear.
“What’s wrong?” Jensen abruptly asked him.
“Nothing.”
“Dude…don’t lie. I know your lying face. That’s why you always lose at poker.”
“I’m not lying…wait what do you mean…. do I have a bad poker face?”
“Stop trying to distract me from the question, Morgan. What’s wrong?” Jensen asked, his hand tugging on the older man’s shoulder.
“Fuck….why was I so afraid last night? I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. I never felt so much fear in my life. What the Hell is going on with me?”
Jensen sighed and replied, “You are an omega now.”
“What does that mean? I’m a big pussy now?!” Morgan shrieked, horrified by the notion.
“No…of course not. But you will be different than who you were. Your body is still adjusting to the changes. The chemical changes will also affect your personality. Give it a few weeks, eventually everything will stabilize.”
“So does that mean I won’t be a big wuss one month from now?”
Jensen’s eyes darkened at the disgust in his friend’s voice. He harshly said, “You listen to me, JD Morgan. You are one of the bravest man I have ever known!”
“That was before I became an omega.” Morgan responded despondently.
“Bull-fucking-shit! Do you know how much courage it takes to choose to live when you are bitten? Hell, I had planned to kill myself each time I was bitten. But you are willing choose to live this life. Many people would have broken, but you didn’t. Instead you got up and kept walking forward into the unknown.
Being a werewolf or an omega does not define who you are. You are the one that determines how to live your life. At the end of the day, you are still the person I will always choose to watch my back… omega or not.”
Morgan let Jensen’s words wash over him. Slowly the guilt and shame melted away. He knew that the younger hunter was right. He was a newly turned werewolf. There were bound to be changes. But with Jensen by his side, he knew he could confront whatever complications would arise.
He smiled broadly and replied, “Oh, Jen, I knew you were always secretly in love with me.”
“Idiot… as if anyone could love that huge ego of yours. And don’t call me ‘Jen’!”
“Love you too, sweetheart…” Morgan winked at his friend. Jensen rolled his eyes and made his way to the main room toward the closet.
“What are you doing?” Morgan called out to him.
“Going to teach the kiddies how to deal with bullies.” Jensen replied before pulling open the door. His heart slammed hard in his chest when he once again saw the frightened faces of the kids huddled together in the corner of the dusty-floored closet.
“Listen up, you rug rats. There’s going to be some changes around here. There will be no more hiding. Hiding is for pussies.”
“But we are omegas…” Michael piped up.
“That doesn’t mean shit. You got fangs right? Then you can damned well fight. I’m going to teach you how to defend yourselves. And if you survive the training, no one and nothing will ever touch you again without your permission. Are you ready?” Jensen asked, smiling confidently at the omega. His smile slipped when he realized that none of the omega had responded.
“It’s not that we don’t want to learn, Jensen…. It’s just that it’s against the Alpha’s orders. No omegas are allowed to fight.” Matt said.
Jensen grinned and replied, “That’s where you are wrong, Matt. The Alpha told me that I’m responsible for your well-being from here on out. And I decided that you need to learn how to fight.”
Matt looked dubiously at the hunter. He sputtered out, “I don’t want to upset you, but how can you teach us to fight? You are just a human.”
Morgan began to chuckle, amused by the young omega’s misconception. Before transferring to the Navy SEALS, Jensen was involved in many black ops missions. He had extensive martial arts experience, hand to hand combat skills. He had witnessed Jensen on several occasions taking down entire groups of assassins and soldiers single-handedly without breaking a sweat.
“You will learn soon, young omega. That it’s not how strong or fast you are that makes a difference. It’s what you know. Rule number one, kid. Know your enemy. Know his weaknesses, his strengths. Once you do, you will be able to defeat him.”
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The two hunters stood back and watched the small group of omegas running around the field doing laps. Jensen wanted to build up their endurance while putting more muscles on their bodies to increase their strength.
“You know you can’t leave them when we’re making our escape, right? Because they will be tortured once we’re gone.”
“I am very aware of that fact, Morgan.”
“But you do understand my concern, correct? The two of us escaping….hard to do but not impossible. But if you we added a group of young teenagers into the mix, we are bound to get caught.”
“Not if it’s a group of hunters.”
“But we are not making a getaway with a pack of hunters!”
“Not yet. But by the time I’m finished training the omegas, they will be more fit than any human hunters that we have ever encountered… and better trained.”
“Holy shit…. that’s a brilliant plan, Jen!”
“Don’t call me ‘Jen’.” Jensen growled but he was unable to hide his grin. He then turned his sharp green eyes to the omegas, watching them run, noting potential weaknesses. By the time the next full moon comes, he planned to have the omegas fully trained as potential hunters.
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“Where exactly are you taking me again?” Jensen asked the blond Alpha werewolf. Chad had come by in the later afternoon waiting to show the hunter around the main areas of the Padalecki pack lands.
“I wanted you to see areas you should avoid at all cost. Or until you have shifted on your first full moon,” the blond replied.
“Why are you helping me?”
“Because I find you amusing, Pup.”
Jensen raised his right eyebrow and asked, “How so?”
“The complications you bring into this pack.”
“Complications?”
“You’re very presence is sparking a potential civil war within the pack.”
“Huh?”
“You know that our Alpha is already mated to Sandy, our official Beta.”
“Yes. And…?”
“And…the Alpha’s wolf has always refused to acknowledge Sandy as his true mate. As a result, the alphas are not accepting Sandy as the true Beta while all the other betas in the pack have already acknowledged her. Now you come along... You always had a very controversial relationship with Jared. He could have easily killed you many times over, but he always stopped at the very last moment.
You were also the only opponent that came close to defeating our lord several times. We had hailed you as ‘Nemico’ the true enemy of our Alpha. This is a great honor among the alphas.” Chad explained.
“I still don’t see how I am responsible for a potential civil war here…” Jensen said. But his gut twisted at the expression in Chad’s face.
“You got bit. And ever since then, Jared has been acting differently, like an Alpha chasing after a beta in heat. And that should be impossible for any alpha that has already been mated. Which can only mean that his mating with Sandy was never a ‘true mating’.”
“Fuck me….” Jensen groused, as his heart began pounding furiously in his chest at the implication.
“I rather not. Although you are quite pretty, I am sure that the Alpha would rip me to pieces. And I’m too damned gorgeous to die,” Chad winked, chuckling at Jensen’s annoyed expression.
“What will be very interesting is what type of wolf you will become. If you become a beta or an omega, you will definitely be claimed by Jared’s wolf. But if you become an alpha, then you cannot be a rival to the Beta already in position because there are no alpha-to-alpha matings.”
“So you think Sandy is going to try to kill me after the full moon?”
“No, she will not risk her position as Beta on a chance that you will become an omega like your hunter friend. She will strike out and try to kill you immediately. But it will never be traced back to her. Jared would kill her otherwise. He had already placed a protection warning over your head years before you ever came here.”
“Why would he do that?” Jensen asked in puzzlement, his brain still not processing the information Chad had given him.
“I had asked him that exact same question. He said that you were his nemesis, your death belonged only to him.”
“Oh, that’s just fucking great…” Jensen mumbled.
“Yeah…by the way… the pretty, petite girl heading our way is Sandy, the pack’s supposed Beta, who is most likely plotting your death even as she walks towards us. Act cool.” Chad whispered before smiling and stepping forward to meet the brunette haired beauty approaching them.
“Wait…what?!” Jensen spluttered.
But Chad ignored him and said, “Sandy, what can we do for you?”
The Beta smiled and said, “I wanted to introduce myself to one of our newest pack members.”
“Of course, how rude of me… Jensen, meet Sandy, the mate of our Alpha,” Chad smoothly replied. However Jensen noted how the blond had refused to refer to Sandy as his pack Beta. He also knew that Sandy had also heard the slight. But the beautiful Beta continued to smile at them.
“I welcome you to Padalecki Pack. I am responsible for the welfare of the betas and omegas of this pack. In the next moon when you shift, if you become either a beta or omega, you will be in my charge. If you have any questions, please come to me. My door is always open for my brethren.” Sandy said, her brown eyes staring into his vivid green ones.
“Sorry, if you didn’t hear about this yet, Sandy, but the omegas are now in Jensen’s charge by the decree of the Alpha.” Chad interjected. Sandy’s smile slipped from her face. Her brown eyes narrowed with anger as she glared at the blond alpha.
“What did you say, wolf?” She practically hissed at him.
“I said that Jared had decreed that all omegas are under the care of Jensen. So if Jensen becomes an omega in the next moon, he will still be in charge of himself. In a way he would be the Top omega. Similar to a Beta, I guess.” Chad needled with a barely controlled inner glee.
“Omegas will never be similar to betas! Watch yourself, wolf! Do not think your years of friendship with Jared allow you the right to insult me. I am your Beta.” Sandy snarled; her beautiful face marred and twisted by sudden anger and annoyance.
“If you really want to be technical, I’m an alpha, not a wolf. And you are married to Jared but your wolf has not been mated to his. Therefore you are not the official pack Beta. Alphas never submit to betas, only to the pack Beta.” Chad said, as his narrowed blue eyes narrowed became amber. But the petite brunette refused to back down, challenging the alpha.
“Chad, stop being an asshole and knock it off. Sandy, thanks for the welcome. If I need anything, I’ll let you know. It’s been a pleasure.” Jensen said before shoving the blond wolf forward and away from the fuming Beta.
“Oh, you’ve done it now…she really hates your guts.” Chad said, allowing himself to be dragged away.
“What the fuck are you talking about now? I remove you from a situation where you would have foolishly attacked her because she was challenging your authority as an alpha. Then Jared would have to punish you for harming his mate.”
“She’s not his mate.”
“Dude, doesn’t matter because he thinks she is, therefore she is his mate.”
“He’s never ever referred her as his mate… Only as his ‘wife’.”
“Shit.”
“Yeah. If you haven’t noticed, you just saved her… from me, an alpha. And you made me, an alpha obey your orders. Therefore… you just weakened her position as the so called ‘Beta of the pack’ not to mention put more credibility to the rumors that you may take over her position as the Beta of the pack.”
“Shit. Well, at least, no one saw us.” Jensen said. But his hopes were dashed at the mischievous glint in Chad’s eyes.
“You do know that we were right in the middle of the town square right? There were dozens of eyes on us. And after what just happened, it will be spread like wildfire. You basically challenged her position as the pack Beta based on your actions alone.”
“I did not fucking do that!” Jensen exclaimed.
“Yeah? Well you already did. Well… in werewolf terms anyway. But look on the bright side, we’re here.”
Jensen looked at Chad in puzzlement. He looked at his surroundings. They were standing in the middle of the circular field with stone pillars all along the edge.
“What is this place?” Jensen asked.
“This is the battleground that alphas come to during the full moon. This is where they battle each other for dominance and rank.”
“Why during the full moon?”
“Because that is when they are the most powerful. The moon gives us extra strength. And each battle we win, our strength increases. Only the strongest can be Alpha. Although Jared has not been challenged for his positions for several years that does not mean that he is safe from these challenges from within the pack or even from external packs.” Chad replied, his blue eyes fever bright with excitement.
“Why did you bring me here?”
“I wanted to show you the places that you need to avoid until you have completely shifted into your wolf. Sandy will come at you now. She needs to in order to protect her position within the pack. She will try to drive you to this location, so other alphas can attack you under the guise of being driven by challenge madness. It will be the perfect excuse. She will also seek your death in plenty of other underhanded ways. Be careful, Jensen. And watch your back.” Chad warned.
“What else is new?” Jensen sardonically replied.
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“What the fuck?!” Jensen groused when he felt the familiar weight pressing against his back. After his talk with Chad, bone-tired weariness had hit him. He had stumbled back to the den and collapsed onto his cot, asleep within minutes. He had awakened when he felt someone slipping onto his cot with him.
“Hush. You do not want to wake the others do you?” A voice growled near his ear.
“Jared?! What the fuck are you doing here. And stop drooling all over my neck.” Jensen groused, jabbing his right elbow directly behind him.
“Are you always this difficult when you first wake up? I am here to see to your protection. Remember how you begged for it?” Jared reminded him as his hands slipped underneath Jensen’s shirt and began caressing his bare stomach. Jensen silently groaned and pressed his flushed face into the pillow. He could feel the warm cloud of arousal engulfing his body as his cock hardened against his thin cotton boxer briefs.
“So this is the only way to silence that smart mouth of yours….interesting.” Jared muttered against his neck before the werewolf started to nuzzle and suck at the flesh.
“Shut up, you sleep pervert…” Jensen groaned, his body unconsciously pressing closer to the Alpha’s hard-muscled frame.
Any reply Jared would have made was lost when another shadow darkened the doorway. The Alpha gave an earsplitting bloody roar. His fangs burst through his gums and he pounced on the form, knocking it backwards and outside of the den. Without any hesitation he buried his canines into the exposed neck, ripping at the flesh, tissue, and bones. Blood dripped from his mouth down to his chin, his amber eyes looked up at the three crouching forms that stood frozen nearby. He gave another roar before launching himself forward, claws extending from his hands.
Jensen stood up and shuffled to the door. Without giving a second glance to the violence that was occurring outside his doorstep, he closed the door.
“Jensen! Aren’t you going to do anything?” Morgan exclaimed. He sat up on his bed. When the Alpha had come into the room, he was again struck with the same terror from earlier. But this time, he was able to move. He had planned to call out a warning to his friend until he heard Jensen’s grumpy response. He then realized that the Alpha did not intend to harm Jensen. Some of the fear had dissipated.
“I’m going back to sleep. You all should. No one will disturb us for the rest of the night.” Jensen replied has he pulled the blanket over his head. Sounds of intense fighting along with yelps and whimpers could be heard outside their door.
“Jensen….”
“Sleep, Morgan. Jared is doing his duty of ‘protecting’ me. I’m pretty sure he’ll come back and annoy me when he’s done playing around with those buffoons. You guys better get some sleep. I’m doubling your drills tomorrow.” Jensen warned them. He heard the omegas groaning at his announcement. He smiled and began drifting off to sleep. For the first time since he came here, he felt safe. He went to sleep to the background noise of bones breaking and howls of pain in the air.
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Flathead Forrest, Montana
“Why are we here, Urban? The trail is long gone. We’re wasting our time.” The blond haired hunter said.
“You know what your problem is, Roche? You need to know your enemy,” Karl Urban replied as he knelt on the ground. It was the location where they had found the three bodies of the dead hunters. After careful examination, it was determined that the hunters were killed by another hunter based on the bullets lodged in their bodies.
“What do I need to know about the fucking traitors? We find them and we kill them. End of story...” Roche sharply replied.
“And how are we going to find them if we don’t know why they did what they did? Ackles and Morgan have always been loyal members of the organization. Something must have happened for Pluto to kill his own unit.”
“Why should we care?”
“Because we are hunting down one of the greatest hunters that ever lived, you damned fool. Do you know why Ackles’s code name is Pluto?”
“No idea.”
“Pluto is the Latin name for the God of Death… The Greeks called him Hades. Now do you understand? We are hunting the God of Death. He has the highest number of kills in werewolves of all the hunters. There has never been any creature he has gone up against that he did not kill save for Padalecki. He is the deadliest, most methodical killer I have ever met. He thinks three moves ahead of his enemies, and he is stone cold to his core. The only weakness he ever had was his loyalty to his loud-mouthed best friend, JD Morgan. Somehow all that has happened must be related to Morgan.”
“Why do we need to figure this out?”
“It’s the only way we can find them. And the only way to kill them...” Urban responded coldly.
“Sounds like you knew Ackles.”
“I do. He’s my soul mate.”
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Author’s Note 1: I’ll say it once and I’ll say it million times plus infinity…. Great big cherry on top of ice cream thanks go to my good friend and partner in crime, oldbatj. Thank you so much for being a fabulous beta. You make me a better writer with each part and most importantly, you make me believe in myself a little more each time. Thanks, hon! ☺
Author’s Note 2: The Roche in this story is Sebastian Roche. I saw the movie, “Doom” which Karl Urban played the lead in. I really enjoy his character and really thought that Karl Urban would be a worthy/interesting character in this story. Where it will go….
Author’s Note 3: If you are interested in what happens next, please comment. If you not, thanks for reading!!