Loyalty to the Pack: Seed Brothers x Reader

Chapter 9: Broken Like Us

As John kissed you, your mind was screaming at your lips to at least kiss back or do really anything. But the problem was, how do you kiss back? You've never kissed anyone before but you fucking dreamed you did. Even as a preteen you dreamed of something as romantic as what few in the Project had. Your (e/c) eyes would widen as you saw an Omega and an Alpha walk past your house as your siblings and you played in the yard.

Being so young, most adults would assume you thought boys and kissing were yucky, but not you. To you, it symbolized a bond, something every young pup wanted. A very special connection between wolves. Sharing emotions and thoughts through this type of level of a relationship was special.

At your age now, you still thought it was romantic. You cried when your siblings found mates among both God and the Father's choosing. You wept when both of Gabriel's pups were born. To witness something like that, even though you weren't experiencing it personally, brought such joy. As a child, the first cries of a pup or the first scent of a mate or even the first signs of a heat was a dream. A dream that you thought would be different. Only a child could make up such stupid fantasies. The kiss between you and John felt right in some twisted way as you just sat there motionless. Your eyes were open and glaring at his closed ones.

A young you would fucking die over this. Finally, after years of trying to get this man's attention, it paid off. You could barely remember those days. Your family just made the move to Montana nearly eleven years ago and you were just a small pup of seven. You haven't even thought about dynamics yet, all you wanted was that special bond and that was it.

Every time you went to the Father's sermons, the children were guided outside if it was a nice day. All your siblings would be dragged out to the back of the church where there was a small playground with old swings and equipment that members salvaged and Jacob fixed up. There would be a kid-friendly sermon based around the topic the Father preached about that day and then you would be free to play.

There was one particular Sunday where the older member that would usually preach was replaced by John. It was eyeopening in a sense. All you could do was stare for the hour-long sermon until you were left to play. You just stayed by his side, clinging to his long trench coat acting as shy as you could. John just gave you no mind as he watched the other pups. It wasn't until the whole session was over that you finally snapped out of your thoughts.

John had dragged you all the way to the front of the church to hand you off to your parents who were hugging Joseph goodbye. At seeing you clinging to his brother, Joseph gave you a warm smile. And your father picked you up, detaching your tiny hands from the Baptist's coat as your mother apologized to him. John put on a kind smile and said nothing as your father carried you away.

This instance of unknown attraction happened more than once. The smile the Father gave you felt like small butterflies were fluttering in your belly and your tiny cheeks would glow a pale pink. Then there was Jacob.

Jacob was different, to say the least. As a child, you feared him in an odd sort of way. Being in his presence made you want to shit yourself even at thirteen when you began to grow and your crush on John became nothing but embarrassing. Sure, he was handsome with his beard and bright blue eyes, but he was old news. Jacob was where it was at. Rippling muscles, a wild appearance, and 'I don't give a fuck' attitude. Pure Alpha... At this point, you didn't even present, so you honestly didn't give a fuck if he was an Alpha and you were a Beta.

It all started when he gave you Lexi. Your fearsome, furred child. She was your everything and a bit lazy at times, but that's what you get for having an old lady as a wolf. The smile you had on your face was crazy. It reached from ear to ear as you stared at Jacob, your eyes utterly dumbfounded.