Taming the Untamable (Thomas Shelby x Reader X Arthur Shelby)

6-Brother Equals Home

(S/C) = your scale colour
(E/C) = your eye colour

As Tommy laid in his bed, his mind ran laps. Mostly about his brother.

Tommy has been one of the last ones keeping Arthur alive after he.... After he killed.

Tommy knows he's been treating Arthur like a guarding dog. He knows he hasn't been the most awesome brother, but when he is away from him, knowing Arthur could just pick up the loaded gun and... Shoot.

He knows he shouldn't have thrown out his medication. He knows he messed up. But he also knows he needs to escape so he could make it right again. He needs to. And he fucking will.

Before Tommy even closed his eyes, the sun was slowly rising. Looking at the clock on the wall, it shows that it was only five in the morning. Without further thoughts, Tommy slowly crept downstairs.

Looking around, his eyes fell upon the glass door. Slowly inching to it, he tryed to open it. It was unlocked!

Creeping outside, Tommy looked at the huge wooden fence. Stepping a few feet back, he ran and jumped onto it, scratching his leg into blood and catching his sleeping shirt upon it.

Groaning Tommy ignored the pain and tryed to unhook his shirt.

"Where do you think you're going little wolf?" came (Y/N)'s voice. Tommy looked up in panic, seeing the young woman by the window in the second floor. Their eyes met for a few long seconds before she turned around and stormed out of the room, obviously making her way downstairs.

Adrenaline rushed through Tommy as he ripped his shirt and jumped out of the garden. Not giving much thought to it, he guickly turned into his big black wolf form.

Looking back one last time, Tommy saw only the shadows of (Y/N)'s wings grow bigger, before his legs took him away.

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Tommy has been running for what felt like hours, but in reality was just a few minutes. The cut on his leg was now bleeding and stinging heavily. But he refused to give up.

He could see his dark fur on his hind leg get matted and wet with his own blood, but he refused to stop.

His inner omega was fighting with his mind, wanting to walk back, apologise to the female alpha and cuddle into her scent.

Tommy shook his head slightly, his black fur flying everywhere. He cancelled his trotting and started running again. If he found a road, he could get away. He could do it.

His eyes caught a glimpse of a road. Grinning in victory, he ran towards it.

Suddenly something heavy landed on him, pinning him to the ground with his paws pressed to the ground.

Looking up he saw a dragon. A beautiful (S/C) dragon with the same wings as his alp... Same wings as (Y/N), just bigger.

Gulping heavily, Tommy looked into her eyes. They were the same beautiful (E/C) but this time her pupils were slitted, her sclera being black.

"Awww little wolf. That's such a shame. I thought you liked it with me. Or at least your inner omega liked it" (Y/N) said, her voice now much deeper and scarier.

Tommy looked lower and saw her chest glow blue from her flames, readying for an attack.

'Guick think of an excuse' Tommy thought guickly.

"Please, it's about my brother" Tommy spat out and (Y/N) stopped her movement.

"What about him" (Y/N) said, stopping the pressure on Tommy's neck so he could breath normally again.

Gulping, Tommy continued.

"He's suicidal and depressed. Please I need him and he needs me. If he kills himself I would probably too" Tommy said, playing on (Y/N)'s emotional strings.

(Y/N)'s eyes softened a bit, or at least it seemed like that to Tommy.

"He feels like home to you?" (Y/N) asked and for a while, Tommy thought he won.

"Yes. Where is my brother, there is my home" Tommy said and smiled a pitiful smile.

"What's his name?" (Y/N) asked, still clutching Tommy tightly. After a guick thinking, Tommy responded.

"Arthur okay? His name is Arthur" Tommy said, secterly praying that the Alpha will let him go.

After a long silence, (Y/N) opened her wings and flapped them a few times, flying high into the air, above trees.

Tommy groaned in (Y/N)'s tight hold, too afraid to look down.