Chapter 49
CHAPTER 49
GRIFFIN
M cKinley made Apollo and me take Clover to shower while he and Vaughn cleaned up the nest and the room for her. I think he sensed that we both needed to be near her the most right now. Plus Vaughn could be the most level headed in situations.
He seemed to be doing a lot better now that he had talked to his father. Things would never be the same with his family after what happened. He would never speak to Terry again and he may never meet his sibling. At least now, he could see that by going through what he did, he had an Omega who he cared for deeply.
Vaughn is a relationship guy. He thrives in situations where he has a special person. Someone he can come home and watch a show with. He likes going on date nights and I’m sure he secretly has a vision board of our pack, in matching shirts, with a few cubs visiting an amusement park together. He’s very wholesome and has family values. It’s something, I think, that Clover and him see in each other. Some sort of kindred spirit.
Apollo is too wound up thinking about making everything perfect now to be worried about matching shirts five years from now. Where Vaughn can have a five year plan for dreams Apollo can have a five year plan for our housing, careers, and portfolios.
It’s a good balance.
Clover laughs as I run the loofah over her stomach, leaning back as Apollo holds her hips to steady her.
She’s still bruised and hurt from everything that happened and I know it will be a journey to see her fully recover from everything. It's nice to see her happy with us now.
“I’m getting hungry.” She says as Apollo rinses her off.
We’ve already been in the shower for longer than we should have been. My fingers are pruning.
I reach around to shut off the water, letting Apollo lead her out and start fretting over drying her off. I need to head to my room to grab some clothes to wear that aren’t sticky with precum.
“Can I have a hoodie?” Clover asks in a rush, “I mean you don’t have to get me a hoodie but, I like wearing hoodies from the pack. You’re all so big and it’s so comfortable. Plus smelling like any of you is a bonus. I like your scent. Christmas eggnog. All the spices. It’s like a snapshot of what I want life to be.”
My heart is in my throat as she babbles. It’s so fucking cute how she can’t stop herself from oversharing and I feel myself leaning in to steal a kiss from her.
“You can have all my hoodies. You already have my heart.”
Stick a fork in me, I’m done.
Clover’s scent is still strong, even after her shower. She’s definitely going into heat. I could feel the way her skin was heated and how aroused she was getting from the smallest of touches.
I’ve been terrified thinking of her heat.
Most people would think that this is where all my years as a fuck boy come into play. All the times I’ve shared with other people haven't prepared me for this moment. How could they?
I’m in love with Clover.
She doesn’t deserve my fuck boy ways. She deserves to be cherished and taken care of. Which is why I can’t be the first one to knot her. I’m too afraid to fuck it up.
I love her too much to ruin her first knot. Sure, I will gladly offer myself for sacrifice for the entire heat after that. I will literally be her favorite ride for however long this heat is going to last. I’ll probably even join her in the madness and rut her as we both get lost in instinct.
Her first time with a knot should be Apollo or Vaughn. Vaughn has all the control with things, but I think that Apollo would be able to be more gentle with her. It would build their connection even more. Having them share that experience will cement everything.
Maybe after her heat we can plan a bonding ceremony. I know my pack and they’re all going to be all about that big ceremony. Usually, I’d say it’s a waste. Bites are meant for the bedroom. For Clover? She deserves all the flowers and celebration.
I want to show her off at a party and mark her as ours. I want it to be official and special. The idea of us having ceremony photos hanging in our house as we grow old together does something to my heart. Tugging at me in a new way.
Maybe I ate something bad.
Or maybe I’m softening for an Omega.
Clover is in one of my hoodies and a pair of socks that cover her knees and squeeze around her thighs. For some reason, I’m obsessed with these socks and have already ordered enough pairs that Apollo got a fraud notification from the bank.
Worth it.
She’s eating a grilled-cheese sandwich, one of the smorgasbord of options that were ordered through a delivery app by McKinley. He set everything up in our living room so we had enough room to be comfortable and to talk things through.
Since Clover is so close to being in a heat we have to talk about not only how that will go, but what just happened, and plans of the future.
No pressure. It’s just our entire lives.
Vaughn sips his water, his eyes tracking the way she lets her foot swing as she eats. Happily munching away before we rock her world with the conversation.
“Hey baby, have some water.” Vaughn hands her a tumbler filled up with ice water, watching as she sips it without complaint.
Good girl.
Humming happily, she sets down her sandwich, wiping her hands and nipping at that lip of hers.
“We’re going to talk. I just want to say I’m sorry for running off. I felt like after I gave myself to everyone the night before, everyone woke up and forgot about me. I get everyone was so concerned with Marcus and I felt like you got what you wanted and that was it. That you just cared about an Omega and not who the Omega was.”
Her foot comes up on the couch, adjusting it so it’s underneath her. I miss the way it was swinging like a pendulum.
“I know that it was stupid. I just felt used and hurt. When Apollo said Marcus was all set and asked Mickey to come to the pack meeting, it felt like I wasn’t welcome. I felt vulnerable and like I was being discarded. So I ran. I just wanted some time to process everything that was changing. When I was in the library they took me.” A shudder runs through her and I see Apollo hesitate before he wraps an arm around her.
Clover melts into his side, but Apollo needs more.
He’s thinking about that day. How he was trying to fix everything for everyone. It wasn’t like he was actively trying to ignore Clover. His mind was on keeping her safe. By keeping her safe that meant he wanted Marcus away from our place. Clover doesn’t know that and I don’t think he will tell her because that will just make her feel worse.
We’re supposed to be talking and communicating, not throwing more problems around.
“You can always come to us with problems but you need to also know your nest is your safe space. If you ever need to get away you can go there and shut the door. We won’t ever encroach on your space.” Vaughn calmly speaks to her.
All those years in a relationship really coming into play now.
“We want you to feel safe talking to us. We love you. You’re ours and we’re yours. If you need time to think or want to process that’s fine. Please, just don’t run away from us?” Mick asks her as Apollo strokes the skin of her thighs.
I get that this is a serious conversation, but if Clover never wears anything else ever again I could die happily.
Her body melts into Apollo, some more, and his mouth kisses at her neck.
“I promise.”
Problem one solved.
“Your heat is almost here. Your birth control isn’t working. We can wear condoms, if you want, or we can just roll the dice and fill you with so much come that in nine months we’ll be holding a pup.”
“Jesus fucking Christ Griffin.” Mick snaps at me and I blink, wondering what I had just said wrong.
Clovers cheeks darken with a faint blush. It’s so cute how she gets all shy over things.
Apollo grits his teeth as she wiggles. We’re all hit with the scent of her perfume a second later and I send a look to McKinley.
Looks like our Omega likes the idea of having our pup.
“I’m not opposed to having your pups.” Multiple babies. Be still my throbbing cock, “But the doctor said that from the stress and everything that is going on that I probably won’t get pregnant. My body will go through a normal heat, but the chances of me getting pregnant are slim to none. Maybe my next heat will be more suitable for that?”
I love a challenge.
Doctor says that she can’t get pregnant. Watch my cock try to prove him wrong.
“We don’t need to rush anything, sweetness. This house is only temporary. When we fill you up with pups you’re going to have the best nursery. They’re going to have a big enough back yard that they can run around in. Your nest is going to be twice the size that it is now and you’re going to be so absolutely spoiled that you’re going to feel like the queen you are to us.” Apollo squeezes those thighs that I want to use as a neck pillow and I try to put together an intelligent thought.
“I could come fucking your thighs.”
“If you could just not speak it would be great.” McKinley snaps at me. “We can also just see what happens. If the doctor says you can’t get pregnant that’s great. It’s still a risk, but if you want to take it I’m game.”
I’ll deal with being shut up by the Beta if this is what sort of stuff he is up to.
We all talk about it for a few minutes, seeing where we’re all comfortable. Apollo agrees to call the doctor, but he is all set with whatever Clover wants.
“We want to bond you into our pack, but we feel like during your heat wouldn’t be the right time. We want to have a bonding ceremony with you. You deserve to be worshipped, Clover, and we want everyone to see that.” Apollo explains to her, “Are you okay with being ours and holding off a couple months for the bonding ceremony? We can have it before the holidays or after. It’s your choice.”
Usually I would disagree with waiting to bond her. She’s our Omega, I want everyone to see her wearing our mark. It’s important to me to show that Clover is off limits.
Then her face lights up in a way that makes me forget everything. The joy written across her features is so beautiful that I blink, stunned into total silence.
Whatever Apollo just said to her hit her right in the heart.
“I love you all so much. Of course I want to be your Omega. When I first presented I dreamt of being able to have a fancy ceremony and wear the dress. And to be able to have it during the holidays!” She turns to kiss Apollo, holding his face in her hand as he gets all the rewards.
Lucky prick.
We let her kiss him until McKinley finally breaks them up with a slight clearing of his throat.
“We should also talk about limits during your heat. We won’t do anything to hurt you, but things may get intense. Do you understand what I’m saying?” He gently probes her and I want to blurt out all the places we can put our cocks.
We can put them there together. We can put them in each of her holes at the same time. We can play-
“Do you mean having two of you inside me at once? I’ve had some classes on Omega heats and Mama Joy talked to me about how during heats her Alpha likes to knot her in the behind.”
“Oh shit, I could have gone my whole life without knowing that.” Apollo groans at the intimate knowledge that he now knows about his parents fucking.
Fucking fantastic.
“I don’t mind the idea of having someone there and someone filling me here.” She slides her hand over her pussy and I’m suddenly way less afraid to be her first knot.
A crash followed by the worst sounding meow in the world is heard from upstairs.
What the fuck is that cat doing now? Is he so intune with our Omega that he knows the perfect time to cock-block us?
Apollo squeezes Clover to him as Vaughn and I take off up the stairs to see what the hell the demon cat has got himself into.
Halfway up the stairs a person groans and the cat makes a snarling sound that I wasn’t even aware that cats could make. It’s terrifying that Mister One did that.
At the top of the stairs Bryce Weaver is on the floor. His face is bleeding from the attack that One just did. Apparently Clover adopted an attack cat. There are gouges on his face and it looks like the cat tried to take out one of the Alpha’s eyes.
Vicious little fluff ball.
“Call the police.” Vaughn says, stepping forward and lifting Bryce up by his shirt.
I think the police can get a call in a few minutes.
With a precision that I had only seen him show on the ice, Vaughn cocks his fist back before bringing it towards Bryce’s face. Over and over again he wails on the Alpha. The sound of flesh on flesh fills the area.
Maybe I should stop this, but I can’t.
This is the third time that this piece of trash has tried to hurt our Omega. There is no way that we’re going to let him get away with it.
“I’m going to call now. Give him a break.” Vaughn just drops the Alpha to the ground, taking several deep breaths as I make the call to the police about a break-in and an attack.
Since there has already been an issue prior to everything tonight he police promise they’ll be here within five minutes. Which means we need to let everyone else in the house know what is going on before the police pull up.
“I’ll stay with him.” Vaughn says, pushing back his brown hair as he looks to where Bryce is passed out on the floor, “Why did he have to come back here? Why couldn’t he just leave her alone?” He mutters it with annoyance.
I don’t have an answer for him.
I do have to go give answers to the rest of my pack.
This is not what I wanted to happen today.