We stand together, as pack, as friends, as family

Chapter Nine - The pack is chosen blood, not birthed one

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Chapter Nine - The pack is chosen blood, not birthed one

Whoever said a pregnancy was the time of happiness and a joyful occasion never had been pregnant, Eddy surmised. Or was just a shitty liar.

After the morning sickness subsided, Eddy gained a bit of weight. That was not unusual, not at all, but Eddy was still annoyed. Why did he went to the gym to train so hard if he was just looking like a fat whale either way? He looked at the mirror every day, seeing his small six pack disappear. Adieu hard work. Adieu training. Adieu gym-membership.

Eddy was 8 months along and therefore a lot more weighty. And the more weight he saw on the scale, the more he felt unattractive. Which, in Brett's eyes, could not be farther from the truth.

Eddy was beautiful in Brett's eyes.

After talking things through, with each other and of course Ray, confirming Eddy's claim that Brett was now top-alpha of the pack, the three of the found a rhythm together. Ray was still very welcome in the pack, could touch and cuddle with Eddy, but as the belly grew more and more, Brett was feeling restless when not spending time with Eddy.

So while Ray was still a very present and important member of their cuddle-sandwich, Brett had to check himself every day a bit more not to growl at the other alpha. It was not that he saw Ray as a threat, but he had an uneasy feeling seeing Eddy and Ray together.

Not that he voiced any of this of course.

It was just his luck – and probably Ray's as well – that the soloist was again on the road; touring. He popped in several times a month, true, but only for a day or two at most. So Brett liked to spend his time with family on those days. When he was half a day away, not seeing the two pack members together, it was much easier for Brett.

And when he returned home to his two best friends, he was in a good mood and they as well, having time to bond properly, and everything sailed smoothly.

When Eddy hit the 8 months mark and was complaining about swollen feet and being – again – unattractive, Brett looked at the omega over the rim of his glasses.

"God, Eddy, do you even know how much I want to bend you over and fuck you right now?"

Ray was having breakfast with them and almost sputtered his coffee across the table.

"Guys! I'm still here, you know!"

Eddy huffed and ignored Ray.

"As if. You probably want to fuck the omega cashier from the supermarket down the road. She was way more pretty than me. Had a slender waist, long, beautiful black hair – which I know you like, don't lie to me Brett! - and legs that go on for miles."

Brett sighed and shook his head.

"I don't even know who are you talking about. You are so gorgeous that I constantly have a boner. You could probably swim in all the cum if I released it every time I look at you."

Eddy and Ray made a disgusting face.

"That's disgusting.", Eddy said, Ray just nodded.

"Maybe. But it's true."