Loyalty to the Pack: Seed Brothers x Reader

Chapter 11: A Way Out

 Your head began to pound as you slowly opened your (e/c) eyes. The haze of the bliss still lingered, swirling around in your head as you tried to make any sense of what happened. The Father was there, you knew that for fucking sure. He made it quite obvious. Jacob, John, and Faith also made an appearance, but also unnamed faces. Their faces were a blur, but they had the body and voice of a pup. It had to be pups, it just had to be. It was the only thing you could tell yourself without freaking out. Maybe a family was possible.

Yet, there was still something lingering. You killed a guy, how could Joseph forgive you so easily? He loved all his children. God can't forgive an Omega when she's killed a member of her own pack. You could feel that time of peace slowly slip away between your fingertips as you thought about that Beta. There it was, your life gone in a mear blink of a damn eye. It was all fucking gone.

"N)... (Y/N), can you hear me?" It felt like a distant voice was calling out to you, almost whispering in your ear, but yet so far away. You turned your still pounding head around the room and saw a rather hazy figure sitting on a small, steel chair next to your bed. Her face was scrambled, but you could make out bits and pieces. She looked like Anne Marie. "Sometimes, I swear you're so fucking stupid it's ridiculous." Yep, it was definitely Anne Marie.

There was no doubt about it with that language and the way she looked like a female version of your dad, it was definitely her. Anne leaned in to get a closer look at you and snickered at the dry, flaky mud that covered your face. Judging you as always. She would always yell at you for something growing up, but you knew she did it out of love.

"I'm only stupid because I take after you." There it was, the sly remarks. You were starting to be yourself again. The hold John had on you for so long was starting to break, but the claim was still there. You were bonded to him, there was nothing you could do except maybe rival the bond or have another Alpha bond with you as well. That would be utter fucking impossible. John was a stubborn man, like most Alphas. He wouldn't let his Omega go to just anyone. Yet, he agreed to Joseph's terms of both of his brothers taking you.

"Fair point. I saw the other men bring you in, so I thought I might as well get you these before seeing you." She said it was such love that there was no doubt that she was happy to see you. It was good to get that sense of doubt off your chest. You weren't some unwanted Omega to her.

In all honesty, you thought it was nice to see her as well. A familiar face among a lot of assholes. When you left with John, she looked utterly heartbroken. She knew what John actually was, she would've tried to convince you to leave if she could. Yet, you didn't want to believe he was a bad person, to begin with. In the beginning? Yes. Now? Not so much. You had a purpose and that's all you've ever wanted. Something to live for. Just one thing.

The sound of something scrabbing on wood startled you from your brooding. Anne slid a tall, crystal vase towards you. Water sloshed out of the vase and up the stems of big, pale pink snapdragons. The flowers reminded you of a smile as Anne slid the vase closer and closer to the edge. Their perfumed scent was very present, but there was also something else. Old books, pen ink, and plane fuel. It was bliss.

You could faintly see innocent, white bliss petals peek out from the pale pink. The snapdragons were being used to hide the bliss. That had to be it. What else would it fucking be? You just looked at the flowers and said nothing. There was nothing to say other than this was happening for a reason. You also spotted something else. Right next to the vase was a slender switchblade.

"Do not you like them?" She asked as she just stared at you in concern.

"No, I love them. Thank you." That's all you could spit out without having to look at her big (e/c) eyes. The same as yours. If only she knew. If only you could tell her what was happening outside her little bubble. Would she be excited that you were chosen for this great purpose? You envied every minute that flew past her without knowing. That's all you seemed to be good at. envy and lust.