Red String - ABO Au - Destiel and Michifer

Chapter 17

Castiel didn't know what to say. He didn't know what to think. Hell the poor young Alpha didn't even know what he wanted to feel, or do, or if he should even allow himself to keep thinking.
He needed air.
Castiel had greatly embarrassed his eldest brother and threatened a guest of the King. This was a horrible nightmare and the Angel Prince just wanted to wake up.

His heart ached at the thought of Dean being missing, at the hands of an Alpha Demon nonetheless, at the news all Castiel had felt was pure Alpha instinct to protect...
It was a reaction Castiel had not expected, his feelings were strange, muddled, he didn't know what he was feeling, but while they didn't feel wrong exactly they still didn't feel right and it made him feel guilty in Michael's presence.

Should he be feeling this way?
Is it even possible for him to be feeling this way? Ever since Dean arrived Castiel has felt an overpowering urge to Protect, the word mate keeps bouncing in his mind and it scares him.
Now he had acted on pure instinct and was being sent to his room like a child.
Castiel wasn't a child. He was 18 and yes, the youngest in the family, if he ever took the throne it would only be if everyone in his family died, but he was already a Captain and was very skilled with a blade. He didn't need to be treated like a child!
Yes, he understood his behavior was inappropriate, but so was Michael's...

Castiel's thoughts swirled and pounded against the corners of his mind, his wings rigid and fluffed in aggression and aggravation, jaw clenched, fists tight, his walk was stiff and his eyes held anger as he made his way towards his room.
Before he reached his own however, his older brother Gabriel's door opened and the golden four winged angel frowned and tilted his head
"What's wrong Castiel?"
No nicknames.
No goofy grins.
No teasing, or smirks, or light hearted jokes.
Just a concerned older brother.

"I did something that would be considered childish and Michael has sent me to my room until further notice." Castiel frowned his entire body and wings still rigid with anger.

"Ah. Well Chill little bro. You're making my nose twitch and my stomach churn with the amount if wrath coming off in your scent. You smell like burnt fucking coffee."
Gabriel mentioned with a wrinkle of his nose as he opened his door wider
"Come on in. Let's talk about all of this."

Castiel relaxed slightly and avoided his brother's whiskey gaze. He should have better control of his emotions, he always generally was good at keeping his emotions in check, not letting them leak into his scent...
Guess today really wasn't his day.
Castiel sat on Gabriel's fluffy rug that sat in front of the roaring fireplace, legs crossed and hands limp in his lap. Castiel's wings flicked and he shook the feathers until they relaxed and were ruffled up like an angry cat's fur.
Gabriel sat behind him and began the process of smoothing the dark fluff down and petting his brother's wings in a soothing and comforting kind of gesture.
"Start from the beginning Castiel."

Castiel took a deep breath and his wings pushed back into Gabriel's hands as he recounted the entire story of the evening. How Michael had come to him and explained that Dean had been taken and told him to lead him to Lilith, how he had let anger take over and grabbed the demon, slammed her against the wall and then how he had practically challenged Michael.
As the story came to an end Castiel's face was buried in his hands and his wings were slumped and limp behind him.
"I'm a fool Gabriel."

Gabriel paused, his hands smoothing gently over the feathers slowed to a halt.
"Cas, talk to me more than that. Let's finish our conversation from yesterday..." Gabriel said simply as he combed a few loose feathers and shook them away.

Castiel took a deep breath before he began to speak
"I don't know what I'm feeling... But I know it can't be good. I want to support the marriage, the arrangement, my brother, but... But I just don't know!" His wings flicked out as he hunched over and Gabriel grumbled as one of the midnight wings hit him in the face.

Gabriel reached forward and removed the silver band from the nest of dark hair that stuck out ten ways from Monday that Castiel considered hair, and removed his own bronze colored band, setting them both down on a side table
"How do you feel around him?"

Castiel fidgeted and his wings flinched out of Gabriel's hands
"I don't know how I feel." The young Angel explained with exasperation "It was merely hours after I got his sent I went mad into the worst rut since puberty!"

"That happens. Every Alpha has a rut sometime during a month." Gabriel frowned not understanding the weight his brother's explanation held

"But I had already had my rut two weeks prior. I had two in a month and Dean is the reason for the second." Castiel frowned and dropped his face into his hands "His scent, his smile, they drive me crazy I can never seem to get it out of my head, my nose... His laugh is infectious and I never seem to get it fully from my ears! All green seems to pale in comparison to his eyes, the sun is dimmer without his smile, scents are dull unless it's his. I never knew I fancied the smell of Vanilla mingled with leather until I met Dean." Castiel raised his head from his hands and his eyes were wet, his scent wasn't that of bitter burnt coffee that indicated his anger, instead it was that of watered down coffee and the lingering scent of paper, wet and ripping.

Gabriel understood what that scent combination meant.
(Even if you dear reader don't)
Gabriel had walked around to stand before his baby brother and sat cross legged before him.
Even though the young Alpha was taller then he was, Gabriel still pulled Castiel into his lap and wrapped his four gold wings around Castiel and his wings of deep space black.

Castiel had been poetic in a way, which Gabriel knew to be his usual way of speaking about things of which he was passionate, but the way the Omega Prince had unknowingly taken this much of his brother, he knew what it meant.
"It's ok Castiel." Gabriel whispered running a hand up and down Castiel's back between his wings

"I'm jealous Gabriel." Castiel whispered through the tears "I'm afraid I've... I've-"

"Hush now. I know."