Different tribes

chapter 6

He knew this was going to be hard for them in the future. Katsuki would have to choose between staying in the pack and hiding Izuku until their passing or choosing the omega wolf and abandoning his pack, his family, and the place he was raised, and grew up in."What's your name?" Masaru finally looked at the wolf trying to shift, who seemed to struggle with something as simple as that.Another reason why many omegas are rarely taken care of. At least for females, they are treated because they can give birth at a much higher rate than any other kind. But a male? They struggled more, even with almost the same anatomy.Izuku shifted, looking at the ground as he panted, trying to regain his breath. He shuddered when he remembered he had to deal with the cold of any running air conditioner, flinching when Katsuki covered him with his cloak on the office chair." Izuku Midoriya... sir," he pressed his forehead to the cold floor as he bowed, feeling grateful to be spared.

But why should he be thankful? It didn't matter. Masaru was still going to put his neck on the line to protect the two of them."Izuku... why are you here?" Masaru asked.

"I ran away from my pack because they wanted nothing but to hurt me," Izuku replied, looking at his scar-covered hands. "/I know/ I'm the runt. /I know/ because I'm unable to hunt or provide. +I shouldn't be eating the same amount of food as someone above me, but they demanded I clean more. And then they wanted me to marry another omega woman so they could have more 'cleaners' around the pack.+I would rather be dead than have any pup be beaten and abused the way I have."

He knew this tone was risky, especially to the head alpha. If he seemed too cocky, Masaru might retract his word and call the pack to hunt them down."You're brave, I'll give you that. Cover yourself before you get a cold," Masaru said softly, as any elder would speak to a pup.

Ah–right he was naked

As Izuku dressed up, Masaru smiled at Katsuki, who was frowning. He hadn't heard about how rough Izuku's life had been before.Doesn't deserve to eat? Katsuki thought inside his head
Why the hell would they do that? No, he knows why, but WHY

"I don't know how we're going to hide this. I was thinking of just getting a random wife so nobody would think anything," Katsuki said Izuku flinched, glaring at the floor as he put on his pants and shirt.

"I would never let you marry another wolf. You have a mate now! You can't be saying those things," Masaru said firmly, his father shaking him by the shoulder, unlike his mother who would've likely slapped him"Easy for you to say when you don't have anything to lose for getting it on with my mom," Katsuki retorted.

"But he's still your mate. He's the person the Moon Goddess chose for you, and you want to have someone else?" Masaru's voice was stern."We can try to look at suppressants to fool people with his scent, or you'll have to stay away from your pack. But I will not let you hurt Midoriya and have your life to forget about him."Masaru had just met Izuku, but he could tell he had suffered enough in this lifetime. Having his son marry another wolf and start a family with them was painful enough to think about

He’s not as cruel as his wife"Fine! Well, I still have to work today," Katsuki grumbled, snatching the bento from his father's hands."You should do hunting night," Masaru suggested, his gaze piercing as he looked at Izuku, who flinched. Not even the omegas in his pack were this scared and finicky with his wife.Sure, omegas were below them, but they were still treated with respect like any other member of their pack.

They still ate the same food, even if they didn't hunt it because they prepared it.

"Hunting night? The full moon isn't coming soon," Katsuki argued."I know, but it's not just about the full moon; it's about bonding," Masaru explained.

"I'm not doing that shit—"

"It's an order," Masaru's tone changed abruptly. "I want the two of you to bond. You're mates! Learn about each other that way."Hunting night was intimate. It brought out the most animalistic side of you.