Brandon could tell the moment Sean fell asleep. The way his posture slowly relaxed, fingers barely latched onto his own clothes and the faint breaths that slipped past Sean's lips.
He felt an immense surge of satisfaction and pride. Knowing that Sean, hell, their entire community, trusted him enough to nest....
Honestly, it was an incredibly humbling experience for Brandon. While it might've been an average daily event for most Omegas, where they asked for reassurance and soothed their instincts, Brandon understood how vulnerable Sean and the others had been when the Omega had announced his own desires.
Part of the pride he felt was aimed at Sean. Despite never having Nested before, he did it so well. Allowed himself to relax in the hands of an Alpha, accepted all the comfort that Brandon could offer.
The trust that the community had placed in Brandon, made him feel extremely small. Humbled. Honored. The gentle smile on his lips was unmovable as he observed Sean for a moment longer before sighing to himself.
While the young Omega was relaxed, Brandon knew better than to get up and vacate the bed. The slightest adjustment from him had the Omega following suit.
Even a simple readjustment or stretching his legs made Sean twist and squirm along. Unwilling to release his Alpha.
Heat burned in Brandon's cheeks and ears at the mere thought, the beast purring at finally being acknowledged by their Intended.
Sean might not have noticed or intended it, but he had tested the young Alpha's restraint multiple times throughout his Nesting.
Audibly calling him Alpha, his Alpha while Brandon had been washing him... A shiver ran down the young Alpha's spine as he remembered the moment.
Surprisingly, neither he or his beast had felt any drive to nudge their situation towards intimacy. Not even when Sean had been all but naked in front of Brandon, not when the Omega had bared his throat at the Alpha as he was being washed.
It had been a show of complete vulnerability and trust. Neither man or beast had wanted to break that fragile moment with unwanted affection.
If they had been a mated pair, Nesting was usually accompanied with physical reassurance and affection as well. Be it hugs, tender touches and kisses to slow and sensual mating.
Whilst Brandon was confident that the Alphas of his pack would've respected Sean and considered him a person, he knew the opposite was also true. Many Alphas outside of his pack wouldn't have hesitated.
They would've marked the Omega as theirs the second Sean had bared his throat.
Brandon had kept everything platonic even though the mere sight of the Omega had been a dream come true. To have an unrelated Omega trust him to the point where they desired to nest with him...
"Not just any Omega." His wolf huffed, tail flicking eagerly as it added "Our Omega."
Brandon almost wanted to correct the wolf but, they had made their intentions clear to Jamie... Perhaps it was time to also clear those intentions with Sean and see what the Omega thought about it.
Because no matter how badly the young Alpha and his Beast wanted to bond with Sean and the others... he couldn't do it without their consent.
And just because Jamie didn't protest, didn't mean that the others agreed. Plus Brandon wanted to meet all the others first before claiming the Community as his.
Not to mention that certain members were automatically excluded from being romantic partners. Brandon shivered in disgust at the mere thought of looking at Noah that way.
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WerewolfNew arrivals and additions to the pack weren't uncommon at all. As the Alpha's son, Brandon had seen plenty of rogues, humans and wolves file for sanctuary in the hopes of becoming part of his fathers pack. Normally, those new arrivals would be intr...