The Stray Omega

Pure-Blooded

"Hi, baby!" Mitch picked up Noah as the baby babbled happily when he saw his mom. "Momma missed you so much!" He pecked Noah over his face with kisses then handed him back to Kevin who was about to feed him. Scott came into the house and went right to Avi and Matt, thanking them for babysitting his son and dog.

Scott took a hold of Midge's leash and the dog sat down by his feet, nudging Scott's prosthetic with his nose. He talked with Avi for a bit while Mitch went upstairs.

Mitch headed into Avi and Matt's shared room and saw Tiffany sleeping on the bed, blankets bunched around her. He walked over, sitting down on the bed as carefully as possible.

Tiffany felt the bed shift and whined, Mitch picking her up immediately and whispering to her.

"Shh, baby. It's okay, I'm here." Mitch cooed and gently rocked Tiffany. He looked up when the door opened and he saw Scott walk in the room. Scott tensed up when he saw Tiffany and he swallowed the lump in his throat.

Mitch stood up, "Want to hold her?" he walked over and held out his arms.

Scott looked between Tiffany and Mitch, carefully shaking his head. "No," He walked out of the room and Mitch's eyebrows arched up in worry. He sat back down on the bed and Avi came in the room.

"Everything okay? Scott just came downstairs all moody."

"Do you know why Scott is so distant from Tiffany?" Mitch asked, looking down at the Beta in his arms, her golden watery eyes staring back at him.

"Every Alpha is different from each other, Mitch. Especially when it comes to their children." Avi took Tiffany when he started to smell a foul stench. He laid her on the bed and started to take her onesie off.

"Scott, he's always talked about having an Omega bear his children, whether it be a female or male Omega. He's always wanted his own pure blooded children. He felt disappointed in himself for bearing a child through another Omega rather than his own."

"Well... What about you?" Mitch questioned and tickled Tiffany's sides when she started to whine as Avi cleaned her bum.

"I was the same way but once I met Matt, it all changed. I didn't care if he couldn't get pregnant, I just wanted a child with him, no matter the circumstances." Avi finished changing Tiffany and threw her diaper in the trashcan by the door as Mitch buttoned her onesie back up.

Avi turned to the bed and smiled at Mitch. "Don't think Scott hates Tiffany. He loves her, texts me every so often to ask about her. He just doesn't like the memory of when he made her. Understand?"

"Yeah. Hungry? I'm starving." Mitch scooted off the bed and hurried out of the room to go downstairs and make lunch.

Scott looked up when Mitch came downstairs then went to the kitchen. He followed and came behind Mitch, wrapping his arms around his Omega's waist. He held Mitch close, shutting his eyes and taking in his scent.

"I'm sorry," Scott whispered. "About that Omega. Tiffany. Everything." He leaned his face into Mitch's neck.

"Hey hey hey." Mitch turned around, taking Scott's face into his hands. "I understand, Alpha. Everyone makes mistakes. It's the past, you need to let it go."

"I can't help it. Everytime I see her..." Scott huffed, lowering his head and letting Mitch's hand touch his hair, the Omega running his fingers on Scott's scalp then pulled him down and kissed his forehead.

"Come on. Help me make lunch. Let's clear your mind."

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"Scott? Can you hold Tiffany real quick? I need to go grab something from upstairs." Avi said, seeing as no one else was available and stood up, walking over and setting Tiffany in Scott's lap.

"Wait, Avi-" Scott stuttered but realized it was too late as Avi had already gone up half the steps. He grabbed Tiffany before she fell off his lap and he took in a deep breath.

Tiffany did her best to turn over, Scott eventually helping her when he realized she couldn't turn on her own. The baby rested herself on Scott's chest, closing her eyes and falling asleep almost instantly.

Scott looked around the room, Mitch to busy in his drawing tablet to realize Avi had even left. He saw the babies in wolf form, playing on the floor with each other. He groaned lowly to himself and rested a hand on Tiffany's back

He shut his eyes and leaned back in the recliner he sat on. It wasn't long before he was asleep too, still holding onto Tiffany as she drooled on him.

Mitch finally looked up from his tablet and grinned. He stood up, taking his blanket off and stepping around the triplets and draping the blanket on the two. He kissed Scott's forehead and tucked the blanket around his sides.

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