by Iris Sword
Edward didn’t have an adequate comeback. It was statistically true the Integration Act and the Global Sanctuary Alliance had saved hundreds of lives with the implementation of sanctuary laws across the nation and around the world. But, it was equally true they didn’t know how many so called “wild” shifters were out there in the first place. And, to live among human society usually meant extinction in all but name as interbreeding lead to less and less full-bloods and pure-bloods, and adopting human practices destroyed cultures. It was a lose-lose situation for most shifters, but Edward had always viewed it as a step towards liberation. If his family hadn’t been saved by sanctuary activists, the Canis lupus baileyi transformare subspecies would be extinct. Edward was the last, but he lived, and that’s what mattered. He lived so they lived through him, so no other pack had them same fate. Edward assumed Pack-B felt the same, that they wanted to live and would accept the regulations. But maybe that was his own ignorance speaking, not the facts? Maybe he was no better than a Pete Fisher, demanding they give up their lives to live in the open-air cage that was human society?
“...I understand your position Mr. Cato, but I’m of the opinion that not having a say in what happens to your people is worse. I’d rather we stay alive so we can protect our kind, rather than stay true and end up extinct. I’d rather hear from his mouth he wants his pack dead than decide for him.” Edward kept his tone level, trying not to incite violence with a display of aggression.
“...I respect that, and I respect you. Only reason I haven’t killed every human in a five mile radius is because of you. Once I smelled your scent, I knew one of us was on the inside. Just don’t assume for a second humans have our best interest in mind. They might have saved your people, but they want us all dead. They always wanna kill what they don’t understand. That much, I know for certain.” Cato spat again before turning on his heels and heading back to his truck.
“Wait—” Edward was cut off mid-sentence, stepping forward to stop Cato.
“I don’t need your money, boy! But, I do need you to take care of that one. What they’re doing out here isn’t right, and the wild ones always get it the worst. I’ll be seeing you Dr. Lobo. Stay safe and stay true.” Cato gave Edward a mock salute before climbing back in his tow truck. His bright headlights flashed on the wolf shifters stranded in the snow as he pulled off and drove away. Edward had a whole lot of questions that needed to be answered, and he almost wanted to run after Cato and demand those answers. However, as the omega shivered violently in his arms, he realized that first and foremost he needed to get him inside.
EDWARD
“Care for some hare?” Edward asked the frightened omega as he finished prepping his vegan black bean-based enchiladas. During the night of the accident, his mate’s condition had been touch and go, and the power popped more than once against the onslaught of snow. Despite the harrowing circumstances, his omega pulled through just fine. A week passed without incident, and he’d recovered as best as he could, though Edward was in no rush to kick the omega out. Veronica was keeping tabs and dropping off prenatal vitamins. His mate needed a full examination soon, but for now, Edward was happy he was there to keep him company. Edward turned around and sighed, wearing a thick black shirt and checkered pajama pants. His omega on the other hand was naked and refused to put on clothes. He crouched in the far corner inside the kitchen, eyes wide and movements skittish. Edward knew it was a normal response to waking up in a stranger’s makeshift hospital room, but he needed to communicate with the omega and not spend the day playing wolf and rabbit. His fated mate’s test results were better than expected, and the cubs were miraculously healthy. But, his blood tests came back with anomalies. Edward sucked in a sharp breath, remembering how he almost passed out when he heard two hearts beating in the omega’s womb. The twins could have some sort of fetal abnormalities, or his mate could have a bloodborne pathogen. Nothing could be confirmed until Edward received the results from the A.S.A’s lab.
Edward turned off the stove, placing thin slivers of certified hare meat on a plate for his guest. It cost a pretty penny, but Edward had stocked up on small game because he didn’t feel like hunting in the snow, and figured Pack-B still ate meat. A gift of raw, bloody goodness usually went a long way in establishing goodwill between the A.S.A. and their potential partners. He wasn’t opposed to eating meat either, but ever since Edward was “domesticated,” he found it hard to eat living things. Just the potential of sinking his teeth into another shifter made him violently ill. “Food’s done. Not like it has to be cooked for us, if you can shift back. Or, I can fry it up for you?”
Silence greeted Edward, so he took his plate, sat down at the table, and dug in. Soon enough, the omega crept out of the shadows on hands and knees. He slowly got to his feet and walked over to the other side of the table. Edward paused, his fork dangling in front of his mouth, “That’s it. Come here, sit down. What’s your name? I won’t bite.”
The omega frowned, so Edward changed tactics, “Bad joke. Really, I won’t hurt you. I’m sorry about the accident; you came out of nowhere! Anyway, we have a lot to talk about and not a lot of time to do so. We may be one people separated by imaginary lines on a map, but my boss is planning to ship me back south by the next full moon. And seeing… Well… We have a lot to talk about, uh…”
Edward blunk, astonished by the fact that he didn’t know his fated mate’s name. How could he when they fucked through the night without so much as a hello and separated by morning? Edward balled up his fist, remembering when he first saw the omega. He’d been roaming the forest in his true form and came upon his mate, naked and rolling through the snow. He paused, Edward transformed, and they locked eyes. Their connection was instant, and the rest was one steamy memory...
“...Once we’re bonded, it’s for life. We will not separate again, alpha. Know this now.” Edward was pulled back to the present as the omega stared at him.
So why did you leave me? Edward asked himself silently. The moment he saw the omega, he knew he had found the one. His deceased parents Alonso and Axochitl said they experienced something similar when they first met. Edward never brought into the whole fated mate concept until he met his omega. There was no denying it; their attraction transcended logic and reason. It was hard to even get a boner since marking his fated mate, an unwelcome side-effect of an enjoyable evening spent locked inside of his omega. Thinking back, it was obvious the omega would get pregnant, which made his disappearance all the more confusing.
“Yeah, that’s how the whole fated mate thing works. I’m not trying to be a deadbeat dad, so I’m happy your back and ready to put the past behind us. Let’s focus on our future, including the cubs. But first, what’s your name?” Edward asked.
“Hmm… Your metal carrier crashed on me that evening.” Edward cocked his head to the side as the omega sat down, or more accurately, held himself in a tight ball sitting sideways on the chair, his head in his lap, turned towards Edward, black hair cascading down his back like dark waves, one gold and one silver eye trained on him. Edward shook his head; it wasn’t the time to be thinking about how naked and handsome his omega was, or how much his cock was aching for that matter. He needed to establish a connection, fast, that wasn’t built around fucking each other scent-sick. Edward was never good with riddles, but he would try for him.
“Well, I slid on… Ah, I get it! Hielo Negro! I busted my ass on you and almost killed us both on it too!” Edward said, chuckling nervously. The omega didn’t laugh, his joke either flying over his head or not funny to him. Edward was sure it was a combination of both. If anything, his steadfast gaze intensified with disapproval. Edward’s laughter died in his throat, struggling for air. It was unnatural how much the omega’s presence disturbed him and put him on edge. He wanted to reach across the table and pin the omega to the floor, shove his dick inside his tight, wet ass and… Edward bolted to his feet. He needed to stay in control. He could feel his skin quiver, the transformation process threatening
to break free. Edward whipped around and was stopped by a warm hand landing on the center of his back. How had he moved so fast? He turned back around and looked down—only slightly—into the omega’s eyes. He wrapped his hands around Edward’s hips, pressing his naked body against the alpha, sighing so sweetly it sounded like moaning.
“The Iñupiaq, whose language my pack learned to co-exist, called our father Qiġñiqtaaluk. The Russians called him Черный волк, and they feared my ancestor's wrath during the invasion. Kinauvin? Atira Qiġñiq Siku…” The omega reached up to toy with one of Edward’s black curls. Edward growled, angling his neck away.
“Kinauvin? Sorry, I’m a scientist not a linguist. Could you please ask me again in English?” He said.
“What is your name, alpha? I am Qiġñiq Siku. Call me Siku, your omega.” His mate responded.
“See-koo?” Edward tested the name on his lips a few times, liking the way it sounded, loving the fact that his omega had told him his true name. Now Edward knew what name to use to lure Siku into his bed for another unforgettable night of… No, once he was better, they could focus on that.
“I’m Edward Reyes-Lobo, but call you can call me Eddie if you like.” Only his parents had called him by his nickname before. He wanted the omega to call him that, maybe even cry it out as he plowed his ass.
“Ed-dee? Ah, yes, my alpha. Eddie, I missed you. I need you!” A wave of pheromones doused the room. Edward turned away, clutching his chest, trying to pray away his erection, panting uncontrollably. It was of no use. Just the smell of Siku in the tiny cabin lit Edward’s blood on fire and struck a nerve that rocked his core. Siku filled his vision, ravished his skin, and reduced Edward’s thoughts into a single word pounding through his mind like a beating drum, a maddening mantra: mine, mine, mine!
It was too late to reason with his overheating body. Edward needed to run before he hurt his fated and the child they carried. Once he got started, he wouldn’t stop until his inner wolf was sated. Edward’s hazy mind led him to the bathroom where he shut himself away, attempting to ignore the omega banging at the door. He couldn’t let Siku in as he ripped off her pjs and tore at his shirt. Once naked, Edward palmed his shaft and rubbed the head of his huge cock, groaning in pain, swollen and painfully hard.
“Damn it!” Edward felt like he would sob from jerking off, jolts of electricity racing down his spine. He willed away his desire to force his cock down Siku’s bowed lips and ram his tight ass until he filled him with cum. He wasn’t dying, but Siku was weak and needed rest, not a horny alpha demanding sex from him.
“Alpha! Eddie! Come out!” Edward stumbled forward as the door was ripped from his hinges. He barely had time to price out the damage before Siku was all over him. Edward suppressed a howl of pleasure as Siku fell to his knees and wrapped his warm tongue around his arousal. He ran his tongue from Edward’s aching balls to the tip of his dripping cock, pumping his shaft with his free hand. Siku’s skin was so hot to the touch, Edward was afraid his cum would catch fire. Unable to hold back anymore, he grabbed fist fulls of Siku’s hair and rammed his throat. The omega groaned, watery eyes boring holes into his own. Edward went rigid and exploded inside of his throat, pumping a liquid hot stream of white cum down his partner’s willing throat. But he wasn’t done yet, not even close.
“Fuck! Come. Now!” Edward pulled his fated onto his feet and into a sloppy kiss, forever grateful he walked around naked, which allowed for easy access to the target of his desire. He cupped Siku’s cheeks, bending forward ever so slightly as their tongues met and tangled. Siku rocked back and forth on his toes, dripping wet, rock hard cock smearing cum on Edward’s firm stomach. Edward responded by digging his claws into Siku’s ass cheeks, losing all sense of time and space as Siku’s slick dripped down his ass and onto the hardwood floor. Siku gasped as he was lifted and carried into Edward’s spare bedroom. He all but threw him onto the rustic bed, climbing on top, deepening their kiss. Their hands explored each other first, and then their mouths: kissing, nipping, and sucking until every inch of the pair was covered in marks.
“Is it...okay?” Edward’s voice was gravelly as he pulled away long enough to speak. He pressed his forehead against Siku’s, whose whole body was trembling from anticipation.
“Why do you ask, my alpha? It is only natural. I need you inside of me! I’ve dreamed about feeling your cock fucking me again, making me whole, claiming me as your own! No more questions, my alpha. Shed your reservations! Think only of us, the here and now!” Another jolt of electricity shot down Edward’s spine at the term of endearment. My alpha. For a month, he’d referred to the omega as his omega, but only in his mind. Hearing Siku claim him made Edward’s chest swell with pride.
“The cubs?” Edward couldn’t form a coherent thought as he sunk into Siku, ass sucking him in. He howled, fangs bared, eyes golden and filled with desire.
“Happy to be reunited with their sire… Edward... Reyes... Lobo! Oh, Eddie! Eddie! Eddie!” Siku cried out Edward’s name with each thrust of the alpha's cock filling him up to the brim, knees to his chest, ankles hooked around Edward’s broad shoulders. Edward laced his fingers together with Siku’s on either side of his head. The alpha rode the omega wildly, taking pleasure in Siku’s frantic yipping. The omega came, his cum landing on his upper chest and chin. But Edward didn’t stop. He wouldn’t stop until they were connected, his swollen cock locked inside his fated mate, cementing their bond.
“I’ve missed you. It feels like we’ve known each other forever. Got damn, it’s only been a month and it felt like forever!” Edward gritted his teeth as he came for the second time inside his mate. They lay in a sweating, panting, pheromone infused mess before Edward was able to pull out. They wasted no time switching positions. Edward clutched Siku’s hips, nails digging into Siku’s cheeks, while his other hand roamed upward to grasp Siku’s chest and roll his aching nipples. Siku rocked back on Edward’s cock as he was taken from behind. Too soon, they both had another explosive orgasm. The alpha feel sideways, taking Siku with him as they recovered, spooning. Soon enough, his cock slipped out with a loud pop, a stream of cum mixed with slick flowing from his omega’s worn ass.
“Again, my omega?” He asked as Siku flipped around, sucking on his nipples and nibbling his ears.
“Again!” He demanded and Edward obliged. He lay back as Siku climbed on top, moving his stiff cock into position as he sunk down. Edward traced the razor-thin stretch marks on Siku’s stomach as he fucked himself into a frenzy. The alpha tugged on Siku’s thick cock, wondering when he would get a chance to suck it? They had important things to talk about, but they could wait. The sun was fading and the night was long. Edward and Siku had all the time in the world it seemed to relearn each other’s bodies. Once they were free of their instinctual urges, they could learn more about each other that went beyond the physical.
SIKU
Siku ran his blunted claws down the length of his fated mate’s sturdy chest, playing with the smooth black hair with hints of white and yellow that coated it. Seeing the darkness made Siku inexplicably happy, as it was a sign Eddie was already connected to his pack. Their reunion had not only gone better than expected, it went phenomaly! There were no signs of his former pack members, which meant Eddie could be searching for a new home and a new pack to call his own. Times were rough with the elders growing too weak to hunt, and the youth thinning out in Siku’s generation. The few cubs born in the last generation between Savaiññiq and her husband Malġuk were sterile betas who were now old men and women. Siku was born after his father’s death, and his birth nearly killed his mother. As children were held in common, he never thought of Savaiññiq as his mother before. But now, as he was about to give birth to cubs of his own, he wished she was beside him. She always said his birth was Qiġñiqtaaluk’s answers to their prayers, the first of the Qiġñiq, their shared ancestor from a mythical past. Without fresh blood, they would die out. But now, their future was looking brighter by the minute.
Siku shifted so he could look out the large window overlooking the forest and hills below. The forest around Eddie’s new territory was nice, but too close to humans for Siku’s comfort. However, if he couldn’t convince the alpha to join the Qiġñiq pack up north, it would do. They would take another mechanical carrier up north and come down south, marking out a new territory for the Qiġñiq pack. Siku allowed his head to rest on top of Eddie’s chest, listening to his heart beating, relishing the fact that Eddie was his and he belonged to Eddie. All was right, aside from a gnawing ache that was building in his stomach and spreading to his womb. He felt like he’d be sick, and it wasn’t the usual pain of a rough mating, Siku was certain. It was the same awful feeling he got during the new moon, only this time the moon’s phases and his illness were not aligned.
“Uvlaallautaq,” Siku said as Edward stirred, kissing his plump lips.
