The Stray Omega

Punishment

Scott huffed as he got back into the car and he was quick to yank off his military hat, rage in his body he was obviously struggling to hold in. He squeezed his hat tightly as he leaned forward, head in his hands. 

"Alpha?" Mitch asked carefully, grabbing Scott's shoulder, nearly pulling back but he trailed his hand down, wrapping it around Scott's bicep and pulling him close. Scott felt everyone's eyes on him and he whimpered lowly. He heard Mitch murmur lowly and the heavy gaze disappeared. "Alpha, look at me. Scott?" 

Scott turned his head, his eyes red and glossy. He then turned away, hating for Mitch to see him in the state he was in. "Matt, get us to a hotel please," He croaked then leaned turned back around. Mitch scooted over, pulled his seatbelt over his head so it rested behind him then leaned his head on Scott's shoulder, comforting him the best he could. 

Once they got to the hotel, Mitch helped Kevin with taking the babies out of their car seats before he noticed Scott was already heading into the hotel lobby. He rose an eyebrow at how quick Scott was walking and he noticed a small dent in Scott's jacket. 

"Something wrong?" Avi asked, setting a hand on Mitch's shoulder then taking Cody from his hands. 

"No, I'm fine. Worried about Alpha Scott, you know?" 

"I understand." Avi ruffled Mitch's hair a bit then pointed to the diaper bag. "I smell poop, probably Cody since he ate a while ago. I'm going to go change him." 

Mitch handed it over and climbed over the seats to grab Quinn. He went into the hotel lobby and saw Scott hunched over to the lobby counter, clenching the wood so tight that his knuckles turned white. He walked over, setting a hand on Scott's lower back. He heard a low growl then pulled back when Scott stood up, taking in sharp breathes. 

"Alpha are you-" 

"I'm fine, Mitch. I'm fine. H-Here." He grabbed the keycards when they were handed to him and gave one to Mitch before hurrying over to the elevators. 

Mitch went to follow but felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Matt behind him with Kevin behind him. 

"We'll take the babies. We're in the room just down a few doors, you go with Alpha Scott, make sure he's alright." Mitch gave a smile and handed Matt Quinn before hurrying to catch the elevator with Scott. 

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"Alpha, sit down," Mitch said as they got into their room. He leads the Alpha to the beds and lowered him onto it, Scott swallowing down a lump in his throat and clenching his hands against his knees. "Look at me, sir. I'm serious this time." He said, tilting Scott's head up and staring him in the eyes. 

Scott groaned and clenched his teeth, the veins in his throat bulging out. 

"What happened, Scott? You can tell me." Mitch said, slowly going to sit beside Scott

"Mitch.. I can't.. I need some space." Scott grumbled.

"Scott no... Talk to me, Alpha."

Scott sighed, doing his best not to let his Savage out as he explained what happened back at the military base. He slowly felt himself calming down but what his Omega had said next made him snap.

"Alpha... You guys deal with death all the time, right? Why can't you just let what happened with Beau go?"

Scott snapped his head over with furrowed brows. "What are you saying, Omega?"

"I mean... It's nothing, forget it..." Mitch stuttered.

"No! You are really out of line Omega!" Scott shouted making Mitch jump. "You think Beau is just going to be a 'meaningless death' to me?! He practically saved my life out there and I returned the favour the next second. Beau means a lot to me and I'm not going to let this go!" The blond growled.

Mitch let his jaw drop slightly as Scott yelled at him and he removed his hands from Scott's arm. "I-I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean to-"

"No, you need to know your place in this kind of situation!" Scott said standing up and turning to face Mitch.

"Wait, what?" Mitch said, his eyebrows furrowing in worry.

"You know what, Mitchell. I'm tired of avoiding giving you punishments when you step out of line. Turn over."

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"A-Alpha... W-Where are you going?" Mitch whimpered, turning on his backside and gasping at the pain in his rear end. He saw Scott reaching for the doorknob to leave the room. 

"I need a drink. Stay here." Scott said, unlocking the door.

"But-" Mitch flinched when Scott left the room and the door slammed shut. He whimpered lowly and brought up a shaky hand to wipe his eyes. He kicked off his pants and grasped the blanket under him to cuddle against the sheets. He hugged the cylinder shaped pillow to his chest and looked out the window, the sight of the sun starting to go down making him relax. 

He cuddled up to the pillows and licked his lips before shutting his eyes.

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