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Punishment	By : Holly Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Fenrir Views: 91204 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 23
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Melim was by the lake, washing herself. She had had little time for herself in the past few months, the Alpha constantly worrying over the pregnant sub had meant that she had had to spend pretty much every waking moment with him, making sure he did nothing to hurt either himself or the babies. The sub was huge now and even if Maya had not confirmed the sub's own feelings, no one could deny that his humungous bulge contained more that a solitary pup. Of course, this had only made the Alpha more paranoid and since he had not stepped back into the hut in months Melim had had to be there all the time to allay his fears. The Alpha was becoming increasing irrational, especially when it was to with the sub but also with everyone else as well. He went out hunting most days by himself, which was very unusual, stayed out most of the days and then would return, normally with a large kill slung over his shoulder. He said very little about his expeditions, in fact he spoke very little to anyone except Melim, and that was only to ask after the health of the sub and his children. No matter how much she would assure him the the sub would no more cut off his own arm than hurt the children, the Alpha was still fearful, so she sat with him most of the day, only coming out to gather food for the two of them.

The sub's attitude towards his children was also disturbing her. If he had been any normal mother she would have just thought it was just a strong bond between mother and cub. It was natural for sub's to bond with their pups in a way that no Dom could ever understand, and sometimes that bond was stronger than normal. It was unusual but nothing to be overly concerned about, especially given the amount of projection the twins did, at times it even felt like Melim could feel their emotions bubbling through the hut. The bond between the sub and his pups was the strongest she had ever seen or heard of. Sometimes she would watch him having almost unseen conversations with them, felt as the happiness flowed through the hut like a celebration. The sub had still not stopped trying to speak with her, telling her all about the feelings he was getting from them, the way they moved and kicked at him, complaining that space was becoming tight. The bond between the two also seemed unnaturally strong but as she had never even spoken to anyone about werwolf twins she had no clue how they would normally be. The birth would come soon and with it a world of pain and suffering, even with a normal bond the separation would be heartbreaking but with the bond shared between them she wasn't sure the sub would survive. She had told the Alpha several times of her fears and she knew Maya had tried as well but Fenir had not gone near the sub in months and the bond had continued to grow. Melim didn't think there was anything that could be done now.

Melim stripped herself and walked into the lake to bathe. The weather had been unseasonably warm for this time of year and the lake was a pleasant cold rather than icy. The leaves had turned beautiful shades of red and brown. She let the wild wash around her. Soon the world would be asleep for winter but at the moment the most pleasant autumn held over the forest. She lay back, allowing her body to float in the deeper lake. She closed her eyes and allowed the world to wash over her, away from her, leaving only calmness and serenity in it's wake. Then she felt him. It has been months since he had visited her but her Tucker was with her. Her body felt like it was cocooned in his arms, relaxing her further. Her eyes closed and she was standing on the bank of the Tucker in front of her. She had never had a vision so solid before, so substantial, if it had not been for the feeling of water lapping against her she would have taken it for reality. She ran to him and encased him in her arms. They stood for a moment in an embrace before he pulled away from her.

"It is time, Melim. You must get back to the pack. Stop them, Melim, or the forest may never forgive us." He kissed her cheek slightly and backed away. She let him go and watched as his hands went to his sides. Beside him two small figures faded into being, two figures that were imprinted on her heart forever. Min and Pan took their father's hands into theirs and once again the world was filled with her family's laughter. Melim felt the tears fall from her eyes. She had not seen her children since that fateful day when the Aurors had attacked. A weight lifted from her as she saw their smiling faces, reunited with their father. There was no pain for them, they were safe. The world faded from view like a grey mist lifting, the laughter flowing away like the wind, giving up it's final words "Stop them, Melim." She opened her eyes and swam quickly back to the shore. The wind began to rise around her, lifting the dry dirt from the ground and battering the red leaves from the trees. She grabbed her clothes and quickly threw them on before running back to camp.

Fenir was out in the forest, hunting. He had done little else for the past few months, trying to keep himself away from the bewitching sub. He kept his mind busy, always more game to hunt, more to track. He had explored more of the forest than anyone else in the pack ever had, finding new hunting grounds, new berries and even a new waterfall. Their craggy mountain side with water loping down the side into the watering hole was nothing compared to the magnificence of the cascading water which fell from this high ledge, at least twenty feet between the top and the surface of the cool plunge pool beneath. That discovery alone had kept him distracted for at least an hour before his thoughts were turned once again to the green eyed sub which awaited him in the village.

There was no escape from him, his smell permeated every pore of the village, calling to him, hypnotizing him. It was all he could do to resist so he took to fleeing the village each day. His wolf raged at him, snarled and fought against him, trying to get him to back, to once again claim his mate, make him his, but he pushed it back, tried to quieten it with the thrill of the hunt. His self enforced exile from the village did have some perks. He had become more in-tune with the forest than he had ever been. He could feel the heartbeat of the game around him, sense the trees around him slowing their growing for the winter season, the bushes giving their bounty of berries to the world proudly and also the strange happiness which glinted through every tree, ran through their roots and up into the clear blue sky. It was the same happiness that he had felt before only now it was more striking as was it's effect on the wild around him. The forest was almost singing, prolonging the warm autumn and not letting the harsh ravishes of winter

It had worked for a time but now as the time drew near he found it more difficult to distract himself. The fleeting glimpses he had caught of the sub as he was taken to bathe had not helped. The pronounced bulge in his stomach only made Fenir's desire reach boiling point. He had taken to hiding in the undergrowth, waiting for Melim and the sub to appear, watching as he stripped his clothes, exposing his huge belly, before lowering himself carefully into the water. He knew it was wrong, against his pledge to steer clear of his sub, but he could not stop himself. He kept telling himself that along as he kept his distance, just watched from afar, he would be alright. It was a pleasant lie but a lie nether the less. He had lived the many years of his life without sex, indulging only very occasionally. How is it he could go so long without and yet the smallest sniff of his sub would send him into a passion that he could barely contain.

Just then the small of fresh prey hit Fenir's nostrils. It was big and had a very pungent scent. Fenir stalked it quickly staying downwind to hide his own scent and follow the prey's better. It didn't take him long to track the animal. It was a wild boar. Fenir had seen a few in his time but never one as large as this. He was a gigantic beast with a thick furry hide and huge tusks erupting from either side of his mouth. The boar did not stay ignorant of his presence for long, turning to face him and scraping his front leg against the dirt floor. Fenir's wolf howled in glory as he accepted the challenge, a proper hunt. Fenir placed his hands down to the ground and readied his pounce. The boar beat him to it, charging towards him with abandon. Fenir matched his speed, roaring and snarling. They met in the middle, Fenir barely able to avoid being gorged by the two large tusks angled towards him. Fenir's arms went around the monster's neck as he stood to one side. The beast snapped wildly, struggling against the iron grip of his captor. Fenir held fast, slowly tightening his grip until lack of oxygen made the pig's struggles lessen. Once the boar was quiet Fenir twisted his arms slightly, silencing the beast forever. Fenir let go of his prey and let out a triumphant roar. Just then the wind began to grow around him, bringing with it the scents and emotions of the forest around him, full of anticipation and excitement. The wind began to grow until it stung Fenir's eyes, pulling the leaves from the trees. It was telling him to go, to go back to his pack. Fenir heaved the boar on to his shoulder and jogged as quickly as he could back to the village.

Harry was curled up on his bed, holding his arms against his stomach. His children were complaining about how cramped it was inside him as his internal muscles clamped down slightly on them. He couldn’t wait for them to be born and it wouldn’t be much longer. He had been feeling the light contractions for around an hour now but they were sporadic and only slightly uncomfortable, so he had decided to wait before he tried to alert anyones attention. Melim would be back soon and he knew he would be punished if he tried to leave the hut. He tensed up again as another contraction hit him. This one was slightly worse, like a painful cramp or someone kicking him from outside his stomach. He relaxed as it slowly subsided. It would be getting worse soon, he could feel the impatience inside him growing. Suddenly he was hit by another wave, stronger this time, causing him to cry out loud. He huddled up against himself again, waiting for the pain to abate. The contractions were real now, getting stronger and closer together, he knew he should call for someone, call out for help but something in the back of his mind screamed against it, telling him to keep his children away from the others, that they would do something terrible. Tears eked out from under his closed eyelids as he gritted his teeth and tried not to cry out again. The contraction finished and he forced himself to breath again. Everything was going so quickly, like time running through an hour glass. He whimpered slightly as he felt the build up of pressure once again, this time it was not only inside him but all around him, like a weight pressing down but at the same time expanding outwards, enveloping the forest. The world was suddenly a blur as several wolves ran into the hut and began hurrying around. Harry was blind and deaf with pain as he felt his body being stretched out and his knees spread apart.

"No!" He cried out, the pressure obeyed him and forced those at his legs away towards the door. They tried to advance again only to find themselves pressed up against an invisible wall.

"You have to let us help." Maya credit out to the sub. He was almost fully dilated and the twins were ready. Soon they would start to arrive and without help both them and their mother would be in serious danger. "Please, you know me I am your healer!" Harry looked up as the contraction finished, sweat was pouring into his eyes but his senses were no longer clouded by pain. The barrier disappeared and the four wolves in the hut served forward again. Two of them instantly went to Harry head and pinned his arms up over his head. "What the he'll do you think you are doing!" Maya screamed at them. "Charl, Bej, let go of him this instant!" Bej let go of the arm he had pinned but Charl held fast.

"Alpha's orders are to protect the pups…" Maya walked up to him and slapped him hard across the face. Charl was thrown back slightly, the sub's quiet strength surprising him.

"This is not the place for doms or their orders!" Tempar advance behind the diminutive healer, her arms crossed over her chest. "Get out! Both of you!" Maya yelled, pointing at the door. Bej instantly retreated pulling a reluctant Charl behind him. "Idiot doms." Maya snarled under her breath whilst she moved over to Harry, who was once again gritting his teeth against another contraction that was about to hit him. “Thank you, Tempar, this is hard enough without orders.”

Tempar gave a small snort of indifference. “I am only doing it for the pups. They will be hurt with the doms getting in the way.”

Maya gave a small sad nod. Tempar had always been on Namile’s side when it came to the sub, she never had got over the loss of her pup at the hands of Aurors and she never would, but she was a good midwife. She had been the one to help him bring little Pelim into the world and there was no one else she would trust to assist her in the birth of the twins. Another whimper came from the sub on the bed. "Shhh, it'll be alright" he said, brushing the sub’s fringe out of the way. There was little he could do at the moment, it was too late to take any potions but too early to start pushing. He had never seen a labour progress so quickly or so violently, unless the sub had managed to suffer through hours of contractions like this. "It's too hot in here. Tempar, can you open the window for me and get me a bowl of water and some rags. We'll also need somewhere to put the eldest pup. You should probably hurry, I don't think it is going to be much longer." Tempar nodded and opened the small window. The wind outside swirled violently, lifting the dirt and leaves from the floor into the air. Tempar opened the door to fetch the things they would need and struggled her way through to the outside. Harry relaxed again as the contraction finished. Maya spread out his legs slightly to check on the progress of the labour. "You are fully dilated. It is time for you to start pushing." Harry shook his head.

"No, please, you can't do this." Harry didn't know what he was pleading for, his mind was confused. Part of him knew that his children had to be born but there was another part of his mind, a part that he had repressed violently, that knew what was coming, that had always known. His body lay flat on the bed, his knees bent, his body positioning itself with conscious thought. Suddenly the door flew open and a rushed and slightly wet Melim came through the door. Harry's body curled upwards as another contraction hit him. He gritted his teeth and tried to stop his body from baring down.

Melim rushed over to his head and grabbed his hand. "That's it, Harry, bring them into the world. You know it is time." Harry didn't react to Melim's words openly but he stopped resisting and pushed. Melim squeezed hand tightly, supporting him in a way she wished she had before. His mouth opened but no sound came out, his entire body concentrating on the act of pushing. Maya looked up quickly to smile a Melim before concentrating on the task at hand. Tempar rushed in with rags, furs and a bowl of water, placing them on the floor she joined Maya by Harry's legs just encase any help was needed.

"It's crowning." Maya said as she dipped her hands in the water and rubbed them off on a rag. "When the next contraction hits I need you to push down hard." He had hardly stopped speaking before when Harry's body once again curled upwards and pushed.

It took another three pushes before the first child was born. Harry's eyes lift as he heard the first screams of his son. His face was red and covered in sweat, damping down his erratic fringe, but he let out a joyous laugh a his child's reluctance to be bathed.

"Just one more to go then it is all over. You are doing so well, Harry." Melim cooed at him as Tempar washed the child and placed him in a makeshift crib of furs on the floor.

"The second one is starting." Maya said just as Harry felt his stomach start to cramp up again. Harry barely had the energy to move let alone push but he gritted his teeth tightly dragged himself upwards to bare down on the contraction. The wind outside was howling through the open window, battering the village. The door was suddenly opened wide, wind blowing through, bringing with it minds of debris. "Get that door shut!" Maya screamed, not taking his eyes from the second birth happening in front of him. The door shut quietly just as Harry's second contraction finished. He opened his eyes slightly, his vision blurred from exhaustion and sweat, to see Fenir standing in the open doorway staring at the still screaming child on the floor, who was being tended to by Tempar. Harry tensed up on instinct, grasping harder at Melim's hand. Maya looked up at the intruder as he saw Harry's reaction.

"Alpha?" Maya said as the large wolf knelt down close to his newly born son. His eyes were more expressive than Maya had ever seen, shining with wonder and amazement. Maya attention was bought back quickly to his patient by a strangled cry. "That's it the second one is crowning. It won't be long now, just a few more pushes." Fenir looked up from his child to watch his second one come into the world. It took less time for the second to arrive and by the time the first child had stopped crying the second one had begun.

Harry's tears of relief fell quickly, as his legs collapsed to the bed. He let go of Melim's hand gingerly and levered himself up to see his second child being cleaned. Fenir reached for his first child, scooping him up in his arms.

"Please, don't do this, Alpha." Melim said, her words pleading yet her tone matter of fact. "No good can come of this." Fenir looked to the child in his arms and then to the exhausted sub on the bed. His eyes were dancing as he looked on his children. He balanced himself on the bed then moved his hands that were supporting him, outstretching his arms.

"No, this has to be done." Fenir replied, his face turned away and his voice stuttering slightly. Maya looked at him in disbelief.

"You can't!" He shouted. Even when it was just a vague concept, an idea, Maya had had difficulty thinking of removing the children from their mother but now, as he looked at the exhausted sub, his arms outstretched to receive his children, he was repulsed and disgusted. Maya stood up, the second child in his arms and moved towards the sub. He was caught by surprise as Tempar tackled him and took the child. Maya fell to the ground and was retrained by Bej and Charl, who had slipped through the door whilst they had been distracted. Melim stood back, unsure of what to do.

"This will bring the pack nothing but sorrow." Melim's voice was quiet but held an authority that was beyond her. Tempar backed towards the door the baby cradled securely in her arms. Her face was frightened yet full of resolve.

"He would have done no different to our pups. They were ripped from our arms in much worse ways. This is justice and no witch prophecy from a sub who shirks their responsibilities is going to change this." She backed through the door followed by Fenir, who still held the first child. Bej and Charl released Maya and followed behind, Bej mumbling a quick 'I'm sorry' as he left.

Maya turned quickly to his charge. The sub was sitting up on the bed, eatery eyes staring out at the closed door. The silence was eerie after the chaos that had gone before, as even the forest around them stopped all noise to mourn with him.

"We'll do something, I promise." Maya said, his hand attempting comfort but only managing a small pat on the should. There was no comfort he could offer, nothing could make the pain stop. The sub didn't acknowledge him or his words, his stare becoming blank and hollow.

A/N Well there we go the horrible moment you have all been waiting for. Rest assured good readers, Fenir's actions will not go unpunished! Only a few more chapters and the truth will emerge! Also I would like to say that I have never been through childbirth and the closest I have ever gotten to being a mother is my small tortoiseshell cat called Cookie. If there are any mother’s out there who could offer any help with this, whilst still maintaining the pace of the story please do pop me an email.
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