Second Chances (mxm, poly, mpreg)

*Chevy Surrenders*

***Mature Content Ahead.  Not for under 18***

 Sixteen year-old Chevy jogged up to the house in his brown wolf and shook out his fur.  As he shifted back, he put on a pair of track pants and entered the back door.  He grabbed a water from the fridge and guzzled it down without taking a breath.  There was a knock on the front door as he finished it off.  

He heard his mother call his name and went to the door.  Joseph Thorne, an older alpha in line for leadership and one of the top warriors, was standing there glaring at him.  Chevy and his mother looked at each other.

>What did you do, chipmunk?< she asked in their mind link.

He shrugged.  >No se, mami.<

"Chevy Jiminez?"  Joseph asked.

The teenager gulped and tried not to step back.  "Yes, sir."

Joseph's dark brown eyes seared into his hazel greens.  "I, Joseph Thorne, future alpha of Harvest Moon pack reject you Chevy Jiminez as my mate."

A force gripped Chevy's heart and his breath caught in his throat.  He sank to his knees as his lungs began to burn.  Blackness coated his vision and he felt like he was hearing things underwater.  His mother's arms were instantly around him.  

"Why would you do that!?"  His mother screamed.  "He's still a child!"

"I can't have him as a mate.  I'm the next alpha leader.  He wouldn't make a good luna.  He's too...manly.  He's all hard edges and muscles.  My submissive should be petite and soft.  A twink."

She swiped the tears from her eyes.  "The goddess gave him to you!"

Joseph's face was blank.  "And I'm returning him.  He's young.  He'll recover."  With that he turned and walked away.  Chevy completely blacked out.  Not being of age yet, Chevy nor his wolf were able to detect their mate or feel the bond.  It hurt nonetheless.  

The young beta cried for weeks on end.  His favorite cousin was still missing and no one could console him.  Since he'd already finished school, his parents thought it best if he went away.  Talon, a teacher and trainer they knew, told them of a new training program for young weres at Dark Moon.  They signed him up and shipped him off. 

That was three and a half years ago.

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Chevy sat watching the stars twinkling above. Things with Dom were going well despite not being marked and mated.  Even after their little fight things hadn't changed.  Dom was being patient. But he still couldn't bring himself to jump the last hurdle and he was running out of time. His heat and the lunar eclipse were creeping closer and closer.

Every time he told himself he would give himself to Dom he'd wuss out because the words of gossiping pack members would swirl around his head killing his libido. He tried to ignore it and think about what the other subs had told him. Focus on his mate. His opinion was the only one that mattered.

>I'm so weak.<

>You're fine as you are. Dom and his wolf are fine with it<  his wolf reassured him.

>He shouldn't have to be fine with my insecurities.<

He felt the wolf roll its eyes. >Then stop whining and do something about it.<

He sighed again. Stupid wolf.

>Smarter than you, hoo-mon!<  his wolf snapped back.