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"It's pointless for us to be arguing over this, young Alpha," Y/f/n stated in your defense. "I can send my fastest wolf and he can be back in less than one day."
"And what if he gets back and Azazel has already attacked?" Dean argued. "We would have wasted time and maybe that one man could have given us a better chance."
"We have more allies in Texas," you told the idiotic Alpha. "allies that we'll need if Cas is right about Michael coming along with Lucifer's pack."
"Your father and I brought our packs together thinking only about matching Lucifer's numbers, we'd never imagined Michael would go to such extremes."
"Dean," Sam chimed in, "we need all the help we can get, we can't fight two of the biggest packs in the country with what we have."
"Of course you agree with them," Dean snapped at his younger brother, then looked towards you. "she's your true mate."
Sam's eyes narrowed as a deep growl could be heard from the younger Winchester, daring his brother to accuse you of filling his head with unclear thoughts. "My head is clear, Dean."
Sensing an upcoming problem, you put your arm out in front of your mate and spoke again. "It doesn't matter who I am, we need more wolves in this fight if we're going to win."
"I'd listen to 'em, son," Bobby said as he walked late into the meeting. "the Y/l/ns may not have fought much in recent years, but they've won every war they've been a part of."
Dean stayed silent. Bobby was more experienced as a Beta than he was an Alpha. Part of him wanted to listen to the older man, but another wanted every man and woman here to protect his home and his brother. It may only be one man, but if Azazel thought something was up, he would likely push up the attack date in order to succeed in his mission on taking away the young Alpha's little brother. He knew you, your father, his brother, and his Beta were right about needing more people to win, but on the way to Texas was the same pack that was trying to hurt everyone he cared about.
"My son can be back before morning hits if I send him off now even without a car," Your father stated.
"Less than one day, Dean," You pleaded. "we need more numbers if we're going to keep Sam here and the rest of the pack safe."
"But at the cost of another pack's lives," Dean mumbled. "and who knows when the Azazel will attack. I'm sorry, I can't risk it."
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"I can't believe him!" I ranted, pacing back and forth in front of my father and brother. Sam and Cas had gone to talk sense into Dean, which will probably lead to no avail seeing as the older Winchester, for some reason, won't listen to any reason. "Why is he shooting us down when this is what will protect the pack?"
"Dean is still young," My father started. "he's doing what he thinks is right in his position."
"But even Bobby told him to listen to us, there's no reason he shouldn't let us get help from Cole."
"You can't do anything about it, sis," Y/b/n said as if disinterested. "Winchesters are known for being bull-headed so there's no changing his mind."
I groaned, wanting to punch a wall but couldn't because we were outside. It was one man. One man, that we'd send to Texas and be back by morning with another pack who's Alpha was my cousin and Dean says he can't risk it? And thanks to the Code, I can't do anything.
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Betrothed to Sam Winchester (Sam Winchester X Reader)
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