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Thank you all for all your patience. Real life has got off to a busy and complicated start this year. The next couple of chapters are long ones though, so we hope you this one and we will work on getting ch91 out at some point in the next few weeks.

Fragmented Soul

Chapter 90 - The Calm Before

It had been a long Friday. Lukas had not been allowed to leave for work and neither had Jenson. Instead, Fenrir had called Damon and Lukas to him to train them with the help of his Beta. Damon, particularly, was already a capable fighter but Fenrir was not going to leave anything to chance this time, he wanted them to be prepared.

He did, however, allow for Damon to escort Micha to work; his logic on that decision was that there would be one less submissive in the territory for him to worry about while he was away from the clearing. Jenson would, as they had already agreed, be remaining behind with Callie, Tessie, Niko and Jaylon. The Alpha wolf knew that they were not as strong a pack as they could be, they needed more strong dominants, wolves who he could trust to look out and care for the others and that was the only reason that he was considering allowing Aiden to find a place with them.

They had too many submissives and too many pups here, and even though they were strong in their own way and could take care of themselves if the occasion called for it, Fenrir felt uncomfortable that they might have to. He wanted for the submissives and the pups to have somewhere safe to live, surrounded by dominants who could protect them. It was while they were training for the coming fight that Fenrir made up his mind that the last two of his bitten children would both need to be recruited as soon as possible.

“Alpha,” Jenson said uncertainly, “it’s time.” Fenrir nodded his head, knowing that his Beta was right. If they didn’t leave now, they wouldn’t have time to gain the upper hand. The plan was not to meet the strays in a fight, they were going to ambush them and dispose of them quickly.

“Put Tessie with Jaylon and Niko on the platform,” Fenrir instructed, wishing that Callie could have gone up there too, however, he knew there was no way she would be able to scale the rope ladder in her condition. He doubted that Jenson would have even entertained the idea for a second, the Beta was far too protective of his mate to allow such a thing.

Jenson nodded his head, understanding the reasoning behind his Alpha’s decision. He too wished that it could have been possible for Callie to be out of harm’s way with the others, just in case, but he knew that it just wasn’t going to be possible. “Be careful,” he said, knowing that it was pointless to say the words but saying them anyway.

“We will be,” Damon said, glad for once that Micha wasn’t there. He didn’t want to have to think of his submissive being back in the clearing while he was dealing with some of the strays. He didn’t need to tell Jenson to take care of Callie, he knew the Beta would anyway.

“Dad, I want to come with you,” Niko said, running over to them and flinging his arms around Fenrir’s waist. “I can help, let me come with you,” the ten year old pleaded.

Fenrir scooped the young boy up with ease, holding him close as if he were a small toddler, needing the contact of being with his son. “No,” he said simply, refusing to even consider the notion of taking Niko with them. “Stay here, I need you to help Jenson protect the others,” he instructed.

Niko nodded, though reluctantly. “I’ll keep them safe,” he promised his Dad, not wanting to let Fenrir down. “Where do you want me?” he asked, turning to look up at Jenson expectedly, as he waited for his instructions.

“Get up on the platform with Tessie and Jaylon and guard them for me, while I stay with Callie,” Jenson requested. Fenrir gave the Beta wolf a curt nod of approval when Niko actually did as instructed, the ten year old going to fetch Tessie and Jaylon and all but dragging the latter off towards the nearest platform.

FGHP

With a barked instruction not to kill each other, Gideon had left the strays and headed off to go meet with Voldemort, so as to update the Dark Lord on the state of things. Axlar had been left in charge and so many of the pack were gathered around the fire listening to one of his many horrifying tales.

Aiden and Dean were nearby, debating how best to drag a few of them away. They were cutting it close already and neither of them had any idea on how they were going to manage it. Standing up, Dean motioned for Aiden to follow him, hoping that his plan might work. It wasn’t much of a plan and it relied more on luck than anything else but he had to try.

“Where are you two going?” Axlar barked suddenly, getting to his feet with the aims of stopping the two of them from leaving.

“Boundary check,” Dean said with a shrug as the large Beta wolf headed over towards the pair of them.

“More like disappearing off to fuck one another,” Axlar sneered, looking down at the two of them in disgust. He much preferred the soft, supple hips and wondrous curves of a female. Their high pitched screams always appealed to him more.

“We’ll take some of the others if you want, the newbies, show them what to do,” Aiden said, quickly understanding what it was that Dean was trying to do.

Axlar thought about it for a moment, clearly indecisive but knowing that Gideon wouldn’t be too pleased if he came back and found that they hadn’t done what they needed to do. Not only did the boundaries need to be checked but someone needed to hunt for dinner for them all too.

“Fine,” Axlar said unhappily. He couldn’t disagree with showing the newer members of the pack how they did things, after all he didn’t agree with the fact that they weren’t doing anything to contribute to the pack. “Take three of them. Irwin, go with them,” the Beta instructed, wanting another of their more experienced members with them that he trusted more than Dean and Aiden.

Irwin looked up to glare at them, not happy to have been assigned to the task, but, given it was Axlar’s instruction, he huffily got to his feet. He grabbed a couple of the newest members by the scruffs of their necks as he passed.

“You,” Dean said, gesturing to one of the other new members, thinking that he looked large and potentially dangerous and had only joined them only the week before, “get moving.” The man seemed to be almost tempted to refuse, but a glance at the rest of the pack apparently changed his mind, as he pushed himself to his feet and moved over to Dean and Aiden.

“You better be back before Gideon,” Russ warned, his eyes narrowed at Dean in suspicion. Dean was far too cosy with Aiden lately for Russ’ liking and he didn’t trust what his pack brother was up to.

“It’s just a border check,” Dean said dismissively. “Won’t take us more than an hour, I reckon. Come with us if you don’t believe us.” It would be rather convenient if they could get rid of Russ given how suspicious he had been lately, and that he could now get through Greyback wards.

“Fuck that,” Russ said, with a wave of his hand, going back to playing cards with Terrell, who had Jack tucked into his side as usual.

“Suit yourself,” Aiden said, not really that bothered that Russ wasn’t going to be joining them, the three new pack members and Irwin were probably going to be enough to handle without adding the other wolf into the mix.

FGHP

Fenrir let out a cry of fury as he plunged his knife into the chest of the last of the strays, who wasn’t strong but had proven to be surprisingly agile. The woodland around them was now soaked in blood, as the lifeless bodies of the stray wolves littered the ground. The members of his pack had become rather talented at hitting major arteries and making it quick; they weren’t the sadistic ones here, they wouldn’t make their victims suffer in their deaths.

The ambush had gone exactly as planned; Damon had dropped himself out of a tree and taken out the most muscular of the wolves before any of them had even known what had happened. From there, things had exploded.

One of the others had swung a blade at Damon in revenge from their fallen ally. Lukas had spotted what was happening though and threw himself at the stray, managing to strike a couple of good blows to that stray before he was thrown to the ground, breaking his wrist. Damon had darted to help Lukas but got a large gash to his side for his trouble. Fenrir had taken great pleasure in finishing off the one who had injured both Lukas and Damon by snapping that bastard’s neck with a satisfying crack.

It had been Dean who had taken out Irwin in the end though. Irwin had been obviously furious at the betrayal and had lunged for Aiden with a scream of fury, but swiftly Dean had slid a knife across Irwin’s throat, silencing the man and then dropping the lifeless body at his feet.

“Everyone okay?” Aiden asked, as Dean checked him over for injuries. They were all trying to catch their breath, taking in the carnage around them. “Stop fussing,” he hissed at his mate, when Dean continued to poke at him; there were times where Dean would treat him annoyingly like some fragile submissive.

“Pretty sure my wrist is broken,” Lukas stated as he pushed himself back up to his feet using his uninjured hand. Fenrir was already next to Damon, trying to get a good look at the wound in his side; it was deep and bleeding profusely, and Callie needed to look at it soon. They didn’t want him collapsing from blood loss before they got him back.

“I’ll live, I think,” Damon said, wincing as Fenrir helped him out of his shirt and pressed the material against the wound. “I will, right?” he asked his best friend.

“I survived worse,” Fenrir said bluntly. He had seen for himself how good a healer Callie was and had no doubt that she would be able to heal both Damon and Lukas in short order, though he was in no doubt that she would have a few words to say about the state they had ended up in as she did.

“We should get back quickly, get that looked at,” Lukas said, not feeling dreadfully comforted by Fenrir’s words. “Are they coming?” he asked, gesturing to Aiden and Dean who were looking a little out of place, not knowing what to do with themselves.

“Aiden is,” Fenrir stated bluntly, as he started to help Damon back towards their territory. He wouldn’t negotiate on this point. Aiden had proven himself and would be one of them now, Fenrir was sure that he would be a useful and valuable pack member.

“Not without Dean,” Aiden insisted, looking to his mate. “he’s my mate, I can’t just leave him to go back there alone,” he explained when Fenrir turned to snarl at him in annoyance.

“Aiden, just go with them,” Dean grumbled, not happy about going back to Gideon but he would just have to keep on proving himself until Greyback let him in too, and he thought he might have a better chance if Aiden was already in the Greyback pack.

“Not happening,” Aiden told him before turning back to Fenrir. “Thank you, and I do still want to be in your pack, but Dean and I will just have to keep proving ourselves to you until you agree to take us both.”

“Suit yourself,” Fenrir told him angrily, turning to carry on towards the territory. He needed Aiden for their numbers and now, because of Dean, Aiden wasn’t going to come with them. For the moment though he was keen to get Damon back as quickly as possible.

“Wait!” Dean cried out, hurrying to catch up with Fenrir. “We can’t go back unscathed,” he pointed out, knowing how Gideon would react to that; he wasn’t going to put Aiden in that situation.

Fenrir snarled in frustration; Dean was not only keeping Aiden from them but now delaying their return to the pack, and so pushing Damon over to Lukas to support, the Alpha rounded on Dean and clasped his arm in both hands. Before Dean or Aiden could react, Fenrir snapped the bone with a loud crunch that was quickly followed by Dean’s stunned scream of agony.

“What the hell did you do that for?” Aiden asked in shock, rushing over to his mate and assessing the damage.

“Doing what I was asked,” Fenrir barked back in irritation. Dean was struggling to stay on his feet, cradling his obviously broken arm, when Fenrir grabbed hold of his other arm.

“No!” Aiden bellowed, dropping to his knees next to the pair of them, a hand bunching in Fenrir’s jeans to get the Alpha’s attention. “Don’t. Please, I am literally begging you, don’t.” He just couldn’t bear to see his mate hurt in that way again.

Fenrir turned to look down at him, smirking at a little at the obvious submission; it was certainly helping to calm his temper, not to mention reassure him that Aiden truly was loyal to him, even if the dominant wasn’t going to join their pack right away.

“Fine,” the Alpha said, accepting the submission from Aiden. It put his mind at ease that Aiden would soon be one of them, they just had the issue of Dean to deal with first.

“I still need some injuries,” Aiden said, feeling rather grateful that Dean wouldn’t be hurt any further. He was, however, a little nervous about what the Alpha male might do to him; he didn’t want any broken bones.

“No,” Dean said quickly, trying to be strong and mask his pain, though he wasn’t doing very well. “I’ll do it.”

“You can’t,” Aiden said sadly, appreciating what Dean was trying to do for him. “You’ll go easy on me, it won’t be convincing.” Their relationship had started off very rough and uncaring, together just for the release, however, as of late the two of them had begun to get closer, more intimate with one another.

Fenrir usually had very little time for the intimate relationship of others, all he cared for was Harry. However, the show between Dean and Aiden showed just how devoted they were to one another, even more so that Aiden wouldn’t come to a place of certain safety because his mate couldn’t come with him.

“I will discuss with my pack,” Fenrir said finally, knowing that he could not in good conscious allow Dean into the pack without first consulting Romy and Harry. After all Dean had been present at the attacks on both of them. He would not disregard their feelings by accepting Dean into the pack without talking to them first. “We will decide if we can accept Dean together.”

“Thank you,” Aiden said earnestly, “I am still going to need someone to hit me or something, though,” he pointed out reluctantly. As much as it might hurt, what Gideon would do to him instead would be far worse.

Fenrir had no trouble obliging that request, and threw a punch, catching Aiden in the eye knocking him to the floor, before kicking him in the ribs as well for good measure. Dean made a noise of anger at the attack on his mate, but with his own arm badly broken, there had been nothing he could have done to stop it.

“Thanks,” Aiden gasped out as he slowly sat up, spitting out some blood onto the ground next to him. Greyback could throw a serious punch and he was now in a fair bit of pain. He just hoped it was enough to convince Gideon.

“Fenrir,” Lukas said, getting the Alpha’s attention, “we really need to get Damon back to Callie.” Damon was now looking a little faint and leaning rather heavily against Lukas.

“Go, go,” Aiden encouraged, knowing that they needed to get back too. The last thing they needed was for someone to come looking for them. “We’ll talk soon,” he promised, and Fenrir grunted in agreement, before taking Damon back from Lukas and leaning them back towards the territory.

“Is this really going to be enough to convince Gideon?” Aiden asked, once the two of them were alone, gesturing to his own mildly bruising body.

Dean looked him over with consideration for a few moments but he could see exactly what Aiden meant. “No,” he admitted, “probably not.” He wasn’t sure what else to suggest because, despite his earlier offer, he wasn’t sure that he would be able to bring himself to actually hurt Aiden in that way.

“This might be a stupid idea, but what if we stunned each other?” Aiden asked, watching his mate’s reaction closely. “They will come looking for us soon anyway, if they find us here unconscious…”

“Brilliant,” Dean declared, using his good arm good pull Aiden close for a kiss. “Will have to be at the same time if we want to both want to be knocked out.”

Aiden, not willing for their brief kiss to be it before they knocked each other out, kept the contact between the two of them and deepened the kiss. It hadn’t been about love initially but there was no doubt that was how he felt now. He couldn’t give up his mate for anything, they just needed a submissive to complete them now.

“After three,” Dean said, a little breathless from the kiss. Aiden nodded silently, withdrawing his wand and stepping back from his mate a couple of steps. “One… two… three…”

FGHP

“I knew that this was a bad idea,” Callie said with disapproval as Fenrir, Damon and Lukas made a reappearance in the clearing, “look at the state of you! Micha is going to be furious with you, Damon.”

“Not if you heal me before he gets home,” Damon said, smiling at his little sister as she removed the shirt to see what the damage was.

“Dad!” Niko bellowed as he hurriedly scurried down the ladder, and rushing across the clearing. He could see the blood on the side of Fenrir’s coat and was worried that he had been hurt.

Fenrir let out a grunt as a little body flung itself at him, pulling at his jacket and sniffing him, obviously looking for injuries. The Alpha allowed it, not wanting to discourage the dominant behaviours in his young son, but he was rather surprised when Niko actually started to scale him properly, climbing up his arm and right up onto his shoulders.

“Don’t you dare fall, young man,” Callie warned Niko when she saw that he had practically sat himself on top of Fenrir, “the last thing we need is more injuries.”

“I’d catch him,” Fenrir grunted out, not liking the implication that he would ever let anything happen to his young son.

Callie smiled at that, thinking it was rather sweet watching Niko and Fenrir together, before turning her attention back to her brother. She waved her wand, chanting a spell softly that started knitting the flesh of Damon’s side back together.

“Now, don’t move,” Callie instructed him, knowing that it would be easy for him to open the wound again for the next hour or so. “I’m going to have a look at Lukas’ wrist and I will be very annoyed if I have to heal you again. And I will tell Micha,” she threatened, causing Damon to chuckle softly.

“Think it's just broken,” Lukas said, holding his wrist carefully as she came to sit next to him. It really did hurt but he was sure it would be an easy fix.

“I’ll be the judge of that,” Callie said sternly as she gestured for him to let her see the wrist. She was annoyed that the three of them had gone off and got themselves injured. She would bet any money that their mates did not know what they had done.

“I had better go and fetch Micha, he should be finished now,” Jenson said, realising just how late it was already. It had taken a bit longer than he had expected for Fenrir, Damon and Lukas to get back.

“No, I’ll go,” Damon said urgently, not wanting to worry or upset Micha like that. He had deliberately not told his mate about the planned ambush because he had wanted to avoid just that.

“Stop moving!” Callie snapped at her brother, when Damon went to sit up and he froze at his sister’s sudden words. “You’re in no fit state to apparate anywhere,” Callie pointed out.

“I have to go,” Damon insisted, hating to think about how Micha would react if Jenson turned up at The Blue Moon to pick him up from work. “He’ll know some thing’s wrong otherwise.”

“Something is wrong!” Jenson exclaimed in frustration, getting annoyed with Damon’s disregard for Callie’s instructions. She was pregnant and in a weakened, constantly exhausted state, and she had just expended energy to heal them, so Jenson was angered that Damon would risk hurting himself again.

“But I don’t want him to know that,” Damon tried to explain, however, the Alpha was fed up and interrupted before either he or Jenson could say anything else.

“Enough,” Fenrir barked, not willing to listen to any more bickering from his subordinates. The harsh command startled little Niko, who was still sat upon the Alpha’s shoulders. It was fortunate that Fenrir was ready to catch the little boy when he fell forward, setting his son back on his own two feet. “Jenson, go and fetch Micha, we have an early start in the morning,” he reminded them.

Fenrir was rather looking forward to the trip to Hogsmeade in the morning; it hadn’t been long since he had last seen Harry but he was still looking forward to being with his little mate again. He hoped to be able to get to the Hogshead with him again but he had a few other things to take care of while they were reunited.

FGHP

Micha frowned as he leaned on the bar; they had closed twenty minutes ago and Damon was supposed to have been there a little over five minutes ago to pick him up but there was no sign of him yet.

“I am sure he will be here soon,” Jenna assured him, as she finished off counting the day’s earnings and closing up the till for the day. “He probably just got held up.”

“Probably,” Micha agreed, though privately he was concerned because it was not like his mate to be late, particularly for anything to do with him. Damon knew he couldn’t apparate and wouldn’t leave him stranded for no reason at all.

“Don’t look so worried,” Jenna said with a smile, “he loves you too much to leave you here. He’s a busy man, he’ll be here.”

Micha was about to reply when there was a knock at the door; he didn’t wait for Jenna and instead darted around the end of the bar and over to the door. However, the moment he got there his heart lurched into his throat, when he saw Jenson through the glass of the door.

“What’s happened?!” Micha demanded to know as he hurriedly opened the door and let the Beta wolf inside. “Where’s Damon? What happened?”

“Damon’s fine,” Jenson said, resting his hand on Micha’s shoulder, trying to calm the submissive down. “He had a bit of a cut but Callie has completely healed him, but he just has to stay put for the next hour or so. Okay?” he asked.

Micha took a deep breath to try and calm himself, reminding himself that Jenson would never lie to him about something like that; if Jenson said that Damon was okay, then he was.

“You okay, Micha?” Jenna asked, looking between the two of them. She had never met this red-headed man before and so she was rather concerned about Micha’s reaction to him.

“Yes, yes, I’m okay,” Micha promised, realising he should probably do some kind of introduction. “This is Jenson, he’s Damon’s brother-in-law. Jenson, this is Jenna, bar manager. Can we go home now?” he requested as he turned back to Jenson, eager to get home to his mate.

“Of course,” Jenson agreed, not surprised that Micha was desperate to get back to the clearing.

FGHP

Micha wasted no time in charging towards his mate the second that he and Jenson apparated back into the territory. He didn’t even look at anyone else, going down to his knees in front of where Damon was sat, propped up against a log near the fire, topless, with a bandage wrapped around his waist.

“What happened to you?” the submissive demanded, sniffing and inspecting his mate, looking for any more injuries. He trusted Callie to have taken good care of Damon but he needed to know for certain that his mate was going to be okay.

“We took out some strays, one of them got lucky,” Damon said with a wince as he tried to sit up a little but, after a stern glare from his sister, he quickly gave up.

“Not just one,” Lukas said with a sigh. Callie had healed his wrist as best as she could, however, she had still bandaged it up, just to give it some extra support while his werewolf healing kicked in.

“How did this even happen?” Micha asked with confusion. As far as he was aware the wards surrounding their territory were up and stronger than ever. There was no way that any strays could have got inside them.

“We have a spy in the strays,” Damon said, motioning for Micha to sit beside him, the opposite side to where his injury was. He wanted his mate close to him after his close encounter with the strays earlier. “We made arrangements with him to pick some of them off. We killed four of them.”

“You idiot,” Micha said with a huffed sigh. He couldn’t believe that his mate had been so stupid; of course, he couldn’t really blame Damon for this, he knew that it would have been the Alpha’s decision.

“It’s done now,” Damon said, putting an arm around Micha’s shoulder and pulling him closer, inhaling his scent and finally feeling completely at ease.

“Does Harry know that this happened?” Micha asked, looking up at his mate questioningly, however, Damon never got a chance to answer the question.

“No,” the Alpha grunted rather harshly from where he was sitting a little way over from them, Niko fast asleep in his lap. “And he won’t find out,” Fenrir added, not wanting for his mate to worry about this; Harry had enough on his mind.

“It was very last minute,” Damon elaborated, “we only had a plan put in place late yesterday. We only had enough time to prepare for it, not to discuss all the details with everyone. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, trouble, I just didn’t want you to worry while you were at work.”

“I want you to promise me that no matter what, you tell me about these things. Even if I’m going to worry about you,” Micha said adamantly, “because I’m going to worry about you either way so I may as well know about the stupid shit that you’re doing.”

“Alright, trouble,” Damon said with a chuckle, kissing the top of Micha’s head lovingly. “I promise to keep you informed of all acts of idiocy that I plan on taking part in.”

The pack fell into silence, of them grateful to be alive and in one piece after the events of the day. It could have gone a lot worse and they all knew that, it was weighing heavily on the Alpha’s mind as he cradled Niko in his arms, wishing that Harry was with him too.

FGHP

Gideon’s suspicions were raised as he approached the clearing where his pack mostly lived. The woods were quiet, unusually so, particularly given how rowdy this pack tended to be. He was already dreading what he was going to find when he reached them, even before he caught sight of the bodies sprawled on the ground at the edge of the clearing.

He let out a roar of fury to get the attention of his pack, as he spotted that it was Irwin lying, obviously dead , beneath three of their newest members. He had just returned from listening to Voldemort’s complaints about how difficult it was to get new werewolves and so Gideon was livid to find that four of his pack had been killed.

The Dark Lord would not be happy to know their numbers were dwindling due to their own idiocy when he was working so hard to locate new wolves. He was still searching for one more pack in England and considering looking abroad next to increase their small army. Gideon had been instructed to bite people at random and see if they turned, the Dark Lord clearly getting desperate for more followers.

“What happened!” he demanded to know, as Axlar and Russ headed over towards him, bowing their heads in submission as they got closer. Even Axlar, who was not one to submit easily, knew when it was a good idea not to piss off the Alpha any further.

“We were at the borders,” Dean said, from where he was sat with Aiden, close to the fire, causing the Alpha wolf to look his way. “The Greyback pack, they attacked us. They came out of nowhere!”

“And how many of them are dead?” Axlar turned and snarled at Dean and Aiden, clearly already knowing the answer to his own question and wanting to Gideon to know as well. “None!" he exclaimed impatiently. "That’s how many. None.”

Gideon roared in fury again, as he barged past Russ and Axlar, heading straight for Dean. “This is your fucking doing!” he shouted, grabbing Dead by his hair, tearing him away from Aiden and throwing him to the ground.

“No!” Aiden shouted, trying to push Gideon away from his mate. “It was Greyback. It was all Greyback’s fault!”

“But you let our pack members die,” Russ pointed out, as more of the pack gathered around them, curiously watching as Gideon laid into the mated couple, actually back handing Aiden, and knocking him face down into the dirt.

“They caught us by surprise,” Dean argued, resisting the urge to go to Aiden and pick him up off the floor, wanting to keep Gideon’s anger focused on him rather than his mate. He would be able to check if Aiden was alright when they had come out of the danger zone. “We tried!” Dean insisted, terrified that they would be caught out in their lie but trying not to show his fear.

“Not good enough!” Gideon declared, punching Dean in the jaw. “I think it’s time for a new pair of omegas,” he informed the pack through clenched teeth, and as the pack around them made various noises of amusement and approval. Dean and Aiden shared a worried look. “They like fucking each other so much, I think it’s time we all had a turn.”

FGHP

Harry could hardly contain his excitement at the prospect of a Hogsmeade weekend. It hadn’t been that long since he had been reunited with his mate and other pack members, the full moon had only been the previous weekend, however, any chance to see his mate, Harry jumped at.

Seamus was a little more nervous than excited like his three pack siblings, though he was rather intrigued about the rest of the pack. He was keen to meet them; all except for Fenrir. Despite the others reassuring him that the Alpha male would cause him no harm, and that Harry had Fenrir wrapped around his little finger, he was still apprehensive about it.

Breakfast was a hurried affair, Romy, Clayton and Harry encouraging Seamus to eat faster as they wanted to go and see their family and introduce him to the rest of the pack. Draco and Theo were used to the werewolves by now and didn’t bother to comment, sharing an amused look as the four of them rushed off. Harry, Clay, Romy and Seamus even left Robin behind, not sparing her a second thought and passing her as she entered the Great Hall to get some breakfast.

“Hey,” she shouted after them, “where are you going?”

Harry stopped and turned to glare at her, feeling rather impatient and wanting to get to Fenrir as quickly as possible. “Hogsmeade,” Harry told her bluntly.

“Then I’m coming too,” Robin insisted. If these idiots were going, then she was determined that she would be going with them. She could tell that they were excited and anything that gave them that amount of happiness she wanted to be part of. The only time that she had ever seen Harry smile this way was when Fenrir was involved and if the Alpha was around then she wanted to be too.

Harry couldn’t help but laugh at her. “You’re not coming with us,” he said, far too happy about being able to be the one to tell her this, “you haven’t got a permission slip to go.”

“That isn’t going to stop me,” Robin said arrogantly. There was nothing going to stop her from going to see the Alpha; she certainly wasn’t going to let Harry spend any more time with him uninterrupted. It was her mission in life to claim the powerful man and have him between her legs.

“Professor Umbridge,” Romy said, spotting the teacher coming up the corridor towards them. “Robin is trying to come with us to Hogsmeade and she doesn’t have a permission slip.” Normally Romy hated the toad-like woman, however, she was smart enough to know how to use things to her advantage in difficult situations.

Just as planned, Umbridge looked even more outraged than usual and hastened her pace towards them. “Miss Page…” she screeched loudly, and Robin sneered as she turned her attention to the awful women, preparing to tell her exactly what she thought of the school’s stupid rules.

Not wanting to get caught up in whatever Umbridge was about to do, Romy took Clay by the hand, nudging Harry to move along as well. Seamus saw what they were trying to do and started edging away too. Robin was now, however, far too busy dealing with a rather irate Umbridge, who it seemed wasn’t happy that Robin had skipped her detention, to notice them go.

“That was quick thinking,” Harry whispered to Romy as they made their escape. He was rather pleased with his pack sister and how she had managed to ensure that Robin couldn’t follow them and ruin their day with the rest of the pack.

Romy just shrugged her shoulders. “You would have thought of it too if you weren’t so busy laying into her.”

“But telling her to fuck off is just so much fun,” Harry said with a grin as they made their way out of the castle and down towards the school gates.

“What's up with her?” Seamus asked. He was curious about the strange girl who had suddenly appeared with the others with very little explanation. If he was going to be part of the pack now, he supposed that he needed to know who was who.

“She wants to take Harry’s position in the pack,” Clayton explained as they walked, keeping a tight grasp on Romy’s hand.

“And she thinks she can do that by wearing nothing and acting like a complete bitch,” Harry said. Deep down he knew that Fenrir wasn’t likely to leave him, but he didn’t like the challenge to his position.

“So you guys really hate her then,” Seamus said with amusement. He could appreciate why the others disliked her as much as they did, he didn’t think much of her himself, but he had thought that the pack members were supposed to take care of each other. He wasn’t sure whether he was more reassured by the knowledge that the others had chosen to include him, or worried by the fact that it was possible to be rejected like Robin clearly had been.

“Hate is a strong word,” Harry said pensively, mulling it over for a moment. “Loath, strongly dislike, want to punch her until she’s unconscious, I think they all suit my feelings towards her a little better.” Clay and Romy both nodded in agreement, however, the somewhat sombre moment didn’t last long as they approached Hogsmeade.

Just ahead of them the pups could see the familiar outlines of their fellow pack members and standing head and shoulders over any of the others was the one person Harry was dying to see. “Fenrir,” Harry breathed happily, taking off at a run, the others following him, just slightly slower.

When Clayton, Romy and Seamus reached the others, Harry was already in Fenrir’s arms, kissing the Alpha for all he was worth. It gave the new werewolf time to survey them all, keeping a couple of paces back so that he could observe. Romy stuck very close to Clayton, looking a little sad.

Seamus was rather intrigued by the small, dark-haired boy, who remained close to the Alpha pair, looking up at them both with obvious adoration; he assumed that this was the son that he had heard about. There was also a rather timid looking woman with one arm in a sling, a young and extremely nervous boy almost shaking beside her.

“I suppose I had better make some introductions seeing as the Alpha pair are otherwise occupied,” Romy said with amusement, rolling her eyes a little. It hadn’t even been a week since Harry had last seen Fenrir and the two of them still couldn’t keep their hands off one another.

“This is Damon and Micha,” Clayton jumped in, gesturing to the other two men who were with the group, “my dad and his lover,” he supplied helpfully and getting a clip round the ear for his comment.

“It’s nice to meet you both,” Seamus said a little nervously, shaking hands with each of them in turn. He vaguely recognised them from when they come into the Great Hall when they had brought Harry, Romy and Clay back to the school one time.

“I’m Niko,” the little boy said, bounding forward, a huge smile on his face, realising that his parents were going to be busy for a few minutes more and feeling far too curious about the new person who had joined them. “Are you joining our pack too?” he asked with excitement. “It’s amazing you know and you totally should come and join us. My dad’s in charge and he’s more than amazing.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Niko and yes, I think I am joining the pack. As long as the Alpha agrees to it that is,” he said hastily. Fenrir hadn’t detached himself from Harry yet so the decision was yet to be made. If he was turned away from this pack then he wouldn’t have anywhere to go and that scared him a lot, certainly more than the idea of being part of Fenrir Greyback’s pack did.

“He will,” Niko said with certainty, beaming with happiness. Romy couldn’t help but smile fondly at the young boy, ruffling his hair affectionately.

“That is Tessie and Jaylon,” Romy continued, pointing to the woman whose arm was in a sling and the young boy beside her. “It’s Jaylon’s sixteenth birthday so we’re going to be spoiling him a little today,” she explained.

Seamus nodded his head, trying to commit all of the names to memory. He wanted to be able to fit in well with these people and the first step was learning all of their names. “I guess that the one Harry’s attached himself to is Fenrir,” he said and Romy giggled a little, finding it rather amusing that the Alpha pair were yet to come up for air.

“It is indeed,” Romy said, “they’ll resurface soon enough. We’re just waiting for Remus to join us I think, then we can go and enjoy the day.”

“What about Robin?” Damon asked. “Is she not coming?” Whatever he thought of the girl he didn’t think that she would miss the opportunity to be close to the Alpha. It seemed strange that she hadn’t come down with the other pups, and he could see Remus walking down already and he seemed to be alone.

“Oh, she won’t be joining us today,” Romy said happily, sharing an amused look with Micha, “she doesn’t have a permission slip to come into Hogsmeade. And besides she’s already landed herself with several detentions.”

“None of which were our fault,” Clayton hastened to add, not wanting to be accused of causing trouble, which by the look on his dad's face was exactly what had been about to happen.

“How has she managed to get so many detentions then? She’s only been at school for a week?” Damon asked in utter disbelief. He was sure that the other pups would have had something to do with it; he knew that they didn’t really get on and he didn’t put it past any of them to do something to get Robin into trouble.

“It’s the way she dresses,” Romy explained. “We can hardly be blamed if she insisted on only wearing half the uniform, or refuses to actually use the buttons on her shirt.”

“She really doesn’t seem to like clothes very much,” Seamus added, because he could see that Damon was still looking a little sceptical at the other pups’ innocence.

“Well, I suppose we have already seen plenty of evidence of that at home,” Damon admitted. “Though if I find out that any of you have been deliberately causing problems…”

“Yeah, I know, Dad,” Clay said with a put-upon sigh. “Harry, can you remember to breath now, so we can actually get going,” he added, turning to the Alpha pair, causing Seamus to chuckle and Niko to giggle a little.

“I quite agree,” Remus said, as he reached them. He really had no desire to watch Harry and Fenrir kissing at all, let alone so passionately. Thankfully, however, his attention was quickly diverted when Jaylon all but dragged Tessie over to him. He wasn’t sure he remembered ever seeing such a grin on the teenager’s face before, and was rather surprised when Jaylon actually initiated a hug.

“I am really glad you’re here,” Jaylon said, his voice quiet but full of excitement as he pulled back and looked from Tessie to Remus and back again, a smile still on his face.

“Mum, Mum, everyone’s here now, Mum,” Niko said, bouncing back over to his parents and tugging on the leg of Harry’s jeans, and Harry broke away from his mate to smile down at his son. “Can we go now?” the ten year old asked excitedly.

“Of course,” Harry said, grinning at his son as Fenrir looked to Seamus, taking a step toward him and inhaling deeply.

Seamus looked rather nervous as the Alpha wolf looked down at him, clearly silently critiquing him. “I will talk to you later,” Fenrir said after a moment or two, deciding that this was enough and turning towards Damon. “Look after Niko,” he said to his friend. Damon nodded before watching as the Alpha, still holding his teenage mate, headed off towards the Hogshead pub.

“Stay with Damon, Niko!” Harry called out to his son as he was carried away, not wanting to the ten year old to get any ideas about following them.

“Where are they going?” Remus asked in confusion, looking to Damon for some form of explanation, however, it was Micha who jumped in to explain where the Alpha pair were going.

“Off to do something that they can’t do in public,” the submissive giggled, causing Damon to give him a stern look. Micha only shrugged his shoulders unapologetically. “I could have said they were going to fuck each other senseless,” he said; it was fortunate that Romy had the forethought to cover Niko’s ears, having expecting something of the like from Micha.

“What did he say?” Niko asked, pushing away Romy’s hands. “Where’s Mum going? I want to know.”

No one wanted to try and explain to the ten year old but they knew that Niko was far too inquisitive to just let it go. Romy, realising that she was probably the best one for the job, knelt down in front of the ten year old. “They’ve gone to talk some stuff over,” she told him diplomatically. “Why don’t you come with me, Clay and Seamus; there is a really cool shop that I think you’re going to love.”

“Not the joke shop,” Damon warned, “that is the last thing we need.” He was reluctant to let Clay loose on the joke shop, let alone Niko.

“I’m not an idiot,” Romy said tiredly, “I was going to take him to Honeydukes.”

“There’s a joke shop,” Niko said, turning to look at Damon with excitement, practically bouncing up and down on his feet. “Please let’s go there too.”

“That’s up to the Alpha pair, but why don’t we go with Seamus to look at the sweet shop for now,” Clay suggested, linking his hand with Romy’s and putting his other arm around Niko, thinking it would be nice to go, just the four of them.

“Okay,” Niko said keenly, grinning up at Seamus, who looked rather stunned to have the attention of Harry’s son.

“Do not let him out of your sight,” Damon told Clayton very firmly. He dreaded to think what Fenrir would say if they lost track of little Niko. Clay and Romy were both nodding in agreement as they headed off down the street.

“Where would you like to go, Jaylon?” Remus asked, wanting to make the young boys sixteenth birthday special. “There is a joke shop and a sweet shop as you heard but there is also a little cafe that the three of us could go to and get some cake or a pub where we can get butterbeer. It’s entirely up to you.”

“Is there a bookshop?” Jaylon asked hopefully, his voice only barely over a whisper. He hadn’t done much reading in his life, but he had really taken to reading the books that Lukas had brought to the territory for him.

“Of course,” Remus said happily, “Tomes and Scrolls is down the other end of the street. I am sure we can find you a few new books that you would like.”

“You don’t have to buy me anything,” Jaylon said a little bashfully. He hadn’t thought when he suggested the book store that he would be bought anything.

“Of course I do,” Remus said, a little surprised that Jaylon hadn’t thought he would be getting presents, “it’s your birthday and you deserve to be spoilt. Aside from books, a few clothes and getting you some cake, you’ll also be getting a wand today; it’s long overdue.”

“I’ll take him to get him a wand before we go home,” Damon said with an agreeing smile, thinking that Remus was right and he had more than enough money to get him one.

“No, it’s quite alright, I’ll get Jaylon what he needs,” Remus said, not knowing where the sudden over-protective streak had come from; however, he felt very set on this matter, he should be the one to provide for Jaylon.

“I honestly don’t mind,” Damon said, it wasn’t like he couldn’t afford it. He was used to providing for the pack when they needed things. Jenson and Lukas had jobs but they had their own responsibilities and it wasn’t like Damon would miss the money. He had several vaults in Gringotts and thousands upon thousands of galleons in each, not to mention relics from his family, which had been magical for as long as any of the pureblood families, his family just hadn’t cared enough to keep the bloodline pure.

“No,” Remus said more firmly, “I will get Jaylon what he needs.”

“Please don’t argue,” Jaylon said; he had already retreated back to Tessie, tucking himself into her side. He hated to see anyone fighting, especially over him. There hadn’t been any need for him to say anything because after Remus’ stern declaration Damon had realised just how Remus felt. Damon hadn’t realised just how far the relationship between Remus, Tessie and Jaylon had come in such a short space of time. He wouldn’t have liked anyone else providing for Micha or Clayton either.

“I think I might take Micha to Honeydukes,” Damon said, smiling to Remus understandingly. He also thought it might be a good idea to keep a vague eye on Clay and Niko, because as much as he was sure that Clay and Romy wouldn’t let anything happen to Niko, he also knew how much trouble ten year olds could be.

“That means chocolate right?” Micha asked with excitement and Damon nodded his head in confirmation. “Awesome!” Damon chuckled fondly at his mate as they all headed off towards their chosen shops.

FGHP

Laying, sated, in the small double bed, his mate's arms wrapped tightly around him, Harry couldn’t have been happier. He was contentedly drawing circles over the Alpha male’s chest with his fingers. Harry stopped when he felt Fenrir wince a little and he was instantly sitting up and checking over his dominant mate.

“What did you do?” Harry asked, looking at his mate with concern.

Fenrir shrugged. “It is just a bruise, little one,” he said nonchalantly, he didn’t want Harry to know what they had done with the strays as essentially they hadn’t made the pack completely safe yet, it had only been a small victory.

“A bruise from fighting,” Harry said adamantly, not willing to let it go. He was concerned about what had happened in the short space of time that he had been back at Hogwarts. Harry was certain that his mate had not had that bruise when they had last been naked together.

“We should go and find the others,” Fenrir said, wanting to change the subject. He was in two minds about whether or not to shut Harry up by bedding him once again or going to find the others. He knew that they didn’t have much time and as much as he would have liked to be buried deep inside his submissive, he knew that they had other things they had to do while they were reunited.

“Can’t we stay here,” Harry said with a pout, “I can think of a million things I want to do to you with my tongue alone,” he added, starting to kiss and nibble at his mate’s neck again, wanting to distract the Alpha from the thoughts of leaving the room.

“No, Little One,” Fenrir said, knowing that however much he wanted to remain in this dingy and rather dusty little room and find out about those million things, they had other things to take care of. Their pack needed attention from them and there was only a limited amount of time left.

Harry was always surprised how easily Fenrir could turn his need for sex on and off, it wasn’t that the Alpha didn’t desire him, Harry didn’t doubt that in the slightest, he was just a very practical man and he didn’t allow his carnal urges to overcome the practicalities, at least not when it mattered.

“Oh alright,” Harry said with mock sadness as he watched Fenrir get up and almost smack his head on the low ceiling as he was so tall. The teenager couldn’t help but take a moment to fully admire his mate. It was becoming one of Harry’s favourite past times, however, it wasn’t often that he was able to admire his mate fully naked without them going at it, which always left Harry in a bit a sexual daze.

The teenager’s gaze lingered over the well muscled torso and large, currently flaccid cock, trails of dark blond hair that lead to all the good bits. Harry couldn’t help it, he could feel himself growing hard all over again. As Fenrir picked up their clothes from the floor, however, Harry had to force himself to look away, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to resist starting something if he didn’t.

“Get dressed,” Fenrir instructed, throwing Harry’s clothes onto the bed next to the submissive, before pulling on his own jeans, not missing the lingering glances Harry was giving him, nor the fact that the teenager was getting hard again.

“Not something you’re usually in favour of,” Harry teased as he de-tangled his clothes and started to do as he had been instructed. “Sometimes being a good Alpha is no fun at all,” he added, slipping off the bed to press himself into Fenrir’s side, his jumper in his hand as he wrapped his arms around his mate.

“I know, little one,” Fenrir said, holding Harry close. Harry wasn’t wrong, Fenrir very much would have liked his mate to remain unclothed and for the two of them to stay in bed all day, but as much as the Alpha loved Harry, he would always try to do what he thought was best for their pack.

Leaning down, Fenrir pressed his lips firmly against Harry’s, drawing a moan from his little mate. Harry hooked his fingers in the loops of the Alpha’s jeans, as he let the huge man possess him for a moment, and when Fenrir pulled away, Harry had a dopey smile on his face.

“Okay, big guy, let’s get out of here, before I pin you to the bed and have my wicked way with you,” Harry teased, bursting out laughing when Fenrir scowled at him seriously.

“Big guy?” the Alpha asked, not entirely pleased that his mate was once again adding to the collection of nicknames he already had.

“Yeah, I think it works, especially with you calling me Little One,” Harry said with a grin, “also… you are fairly big, everywhere,” he added, his hand going to cup the Alpha’s groin.

Fenrir grunted something that sounded like agreement to Harry, but said nothing more, simply grabbing his jacket and encouraging Harry over towards the door of the room. It wasn’t like he could argue with Harry’s logic on this one.

FGHP

“You look almost as excited about this as he does,” Tessie whispered to Remus, as they both watched Jaylon wander further into the wand shop with an expression of pure wonder on his face. Normally the timid young boy would remain as close to those he trusted as he could, however he had such a look of wonder and amazement on his face that he didn’t seem to notice how far away from Tessie and Remus he was.

Remus turned to her, his grin not fading in the slightest. “Getting a wand is an important moment,” he said quietly, not wanting to disturb Jaylon’s moment, “of course I’m excited for him.”

Tessie nodded her agreement to the sentiment. It really warmed her heart to know that someone else had come to care for Jaylon as much as she had; of the course the pack all loved him dearly, but there was something special about the bond that she and Remus had with the teenager. She had heard about this sort of bond from members of her previous pack but had never experienced it herself.

“How can I help you?” a greying man asked, stepping out from between some shelves and causing Jaylon to jump in surprise and hurry back over to Remus and Tessie.

“It’s okay,” Tessie assured him quickly, taking hold of his hand. She could feel Jaylon shaking slightly next to her but that he wasn’t completely panicking in the company of a complete stranger was significant progress.

“Mr Ollivander,” Remus greeted, stepping forward and shaking hands with the wand maker’s son. He had met Thorben a few times over the years, but he did still tend to prefer to visit Garrick himself in Diagon Alley when he had the time to make the journey.

“Professor Lupin,” Thorben said in return. It was an occupational hazard of working in Hogsmeade that you ended up familiar with all of the Hogwarts staff. “How can I help?”

“We are actually hoping to purchase a wand for Jaylon,” Remus explained, indicating the young man who was now sticking very close to Tessie’s side.

“Of course!” Thorben exclaimed enthusiastically. People tended to come in for work to be done on their wands, usually cleaning or repair, as they usually wanted to see the wand maker himself when purchasing one for a first time, so it was a rare delight when he was given the opportunity to pair a wand with a wizard.

“Will it hurt?” Jaylon asked, looking up at Remus with concern, suddenly a little worried. He knew that it was something that he had to go through, especially if eventually he was going to have to go to Hogwarts. Jaylon knew that this was the plan that the Alpha had and he was actually starting to think that it might be okay, especially with Remus being a professor there.

“No, not at all,” Remus promised as Thorben vanished into the back of the shop to find his tape measure. He hadn’t had it to hand as he wasn’t used to using it. “All you have to do it pick up each wand handed to you and allow one of them to chose you.”

“What if one doesn’t, what if I’m not meant to be a wizard and a wand doesn’t pick me?” Jaylon asked, starting to get himself into a slight panic. He didn’t want to be a disappointment to his new family, he wanted to make them proud so badly.

“You don’t need to worry,” Tessie said, wanting to reassure Jaylon, “I’m sure we’ll find a wand that is just right for you.”

“Tessie’s right,” Remus added as he turned to face the teenager, resting his hand on Jaylon’s shoulder gently. “Thorben Ollivander knows what he is doing. And, besides, even if by some chance you can’t find your wand today, which I don’t believe will happen, it won’t change how any of the pack see you, I promise.”

Jaylon still looked unsure, but nodded his head. He did appreciate Remus’ words, and he only hoped that they were the truth, because he had no idea what he would do if the pack rejected him now.

“Right then,” Thorben said as he returned, a long tape measure hooked over his arm, “Shall we get started?”

Tentatively, Jaylon nodded his head, stepping forward so that he was no longer hidden away behind Tessie. He wasn’t confident in stepping towards this stranger, far from it, but both Remus and Tessie were immensely proud of the teenager when he didn’t flinch away when the tape measure started to measure him all on its own.

FGHP

“If he gets sick from all that ice cream, Harry is going to be pissed,” Romy told her boyfriend as Clay put a huge ice cream sundae down in front of Niko.

It hadn’t taken much for the ten year old to talk Clay, Romy and Seamus into taking him to the Hogsmeade branch of Fortescue’s. The lovely witch behind the counter, who was apparently Florean’s Fortescue’s niece, had cooed at how adorable Niko was and happily given him an extra scoop of chocolate ice cream free of charge.

“I think Harry will be too full of cream himself to care that much,” Clay leaned over to say, grinning unrepentantly at Romy and giving a sly wink to Seamus who was stifling a laugh. Romy hit Clay's arm with the back of her hand. “Enjoying that?” Clay asked Niko before Romy had a chance to chastise him properly.

However, the ten year old, who had dug into the treat the moment it had been given to him, currently had too much ice cream in his mouth to be able to answer and so just nodded enthusiastically, causing Clay, Romy and Seamus to all laugh.

“What’s so funny?” Remus asked as he, Tessie and Jaylon came into the ice cream parlour and joined the others. Jaylon was looking at the sundae in front of Niko with awe and amazement as it was so large. Remus, who didn’t fail to miss this, decided to get Jaylon one of his own.

“Nothing much,” Romy told him, turning to smile at the three of them, “just Niko’s enthusiastic enjoyment of ice cream.” She knew how uncomfortable it made Remus to be reminded of Harry and Fenrir’s physical relationship so she made the mature decision to keep their little joke to themselves.

“Am I allowed some ice cream?” Jaylon asked, knowing that he had already been given so much and not wanting to push his luck.

“Of course,” Remus said at once, “I’m going to get you the biggest ice cream sundae that Fortescue’s has to offer. You wait here with Tessie and the others, I’ll go and get it.”

“What have you got there?” Romy asked Jaylon as the newly turned sixteen year old tentatively took a seat at the table next to Niko, who was half way through his sundae already.

“Oh,” Jaylon said, a little embarrassed about being asked a question, “it’s a wand, Remus was kind enough to get for me.”

“That’s really good,” Romy said gently, wanting to encourage the shy young teen to carry on having a conversation as it was rare that he ever spoke more than three words together at any time. “What kind have you got?”

Jaylon looked to Tessie, who nodded her head, encouraging him to keep talking to Romy as she knew that the pair of them were likely to get on well once Jaylon came out of his shell a little.

“The man at the wand shop said it was Willow, 9 inches, pliable with Unicorn hair,” he said a little nervously, bringing his brand new wand out and showing the others.

“When can I get a wand?” Niko piped up, really impressed by the one Jaylon was showing to everyone.

“You will have to ask Harry and Fenrir about that,” Remus said as he returned to the table with ice cream for both Jaylon and Tessie, not having bought one for himself as he wasn’t a fan of it.

“Probably this summer,” Romy added, “because you will need it if you are starting Hogwarts in September.” She wasn’t sure how Fenrir would take to the idea of his son heading off to Hogwarts with them, but she had no doubt that Harry would insist on it.

“Dare I ask how much sugar you have given my son?” Harry asked as he and Fenrir headed over to the others; he could see that Niko was bouncing up and down on his seat and had a huge empty dish in front of him.

“Mum!” Niko cried out before anyone had a chance to say anything else, jumping off his chair and rushing over to his parents. “We went to the sweet shop, and there was so much stuff, and it was awesome, and then Clay got me ice cream and I ate it all and Jaylon got this wand and it is soooo cool. I really want one too and Romy says I will have to get one before I go to Hogwarts, which means I have to get one this summer, so that I can learn to do all that magic stuff and....”

“Whoa, whoa!” Harry said with a laugh, wrapping an arm around his son. “Breathe, Niko, breathe,” he instructed, glancing up at Fenrir and laughing even more at the rather stunned look on the Alpha’s face.

“I am going to Hogwarts though, just like you do, right?” Niko asked excitedly, rocking onto the balls of his feet as he stared up at his parents..

“Of course,” Harry answered, having been looking forward to actually having his son with him at the school. However, Fenrir had responded too, with a decisive answer of no, which caused both Harry and Niko to look up at him in surprise and the others to all focus intently on the ice creams in front of them.

“We will discuss this later,” Fenrir said, not wanting to go into it here, it was not the time or the place. Harry nodded his head, agreeing that it wasn’t a conversation for now but it was a conversation they would have to have sooner rather than later.

“Where are Damon and Micha?” Harry asked, changing the subject completely.

“Probably still in Honeydukes,” Clay said with an amused smirk. “Think Dad was having trouble getting Micha to leave. Pretty sure Micha would move into that place if Dad would let him.”

“Even the promise of chocolate ice cream couldn’t lure him out,” Romy told them seriously. “He was in the middle of a sugar rush when he told me that he only wanted chocolate in its purest form. He did have his arms full of chocolate fudge bars at the time too.”

“Leave them,” Fenrir said, his eyes falling onto Seamus, who had gone uncharacteristically quiet ever since the Alpha had shown up. The Irishman was trying to make himself as small as possible, not wanting to be noticed.

“Fenrir, this is Seamus,” Harry said, jumping in to make the introductions as the strong and intimidating Alpha wolf inhaled the scent of his new pack member, wanting to commit it to memory. “Why don’t you two talk, while Niko tells me about what he and Clay have been up to,” he suggested, leading his son around the table. He paused as he passed Seamus. “It’ll be fine, I promise,” he whispered to the anxious looking Irishman.

Seamus didn’t look at all reassured, as Harry and Niko went to sit next to Clay, and Romy started telling them about Theo and Pansy, who she had apparently spotted going into the pub together, both looking miserable. However, Seamus’ attention was drawn away from their conversation as the huge, intimidating Alpha sat down in the chair that Niko had vacated earlier.

“You turned,” Fenrir stated, and Seamus sat up straight and nodded once, not really sure if the Alpha was looking for an answer to what had sounded a lot like a statement.

“Yes,” Seamus said tentatively when Fenrir didn’t say anything further for a few minutes. He was struggling with the awkward silence and so added, “it’s a lot to get used to, the smells especially, I can smell everything now, it’s strange.”

Fenrir eyed him even more curiously at that, and Seamus wondered for a moment if he had said something wrong. He glanced over at Harry but the submissive just nodded at him encouragingly, so he didn’t think he could have done anything too terrible.

“Who bit Clay?” Fenrir asked in a deep voice, and Seamus glanced over at Clay before looking back at the Alpha with a confused expression. “Smell him and tell me,” the Alpha instructed, and though Seamus still looked confused, he did as he was told and inhaled deeply, trying to focus on Clay’s smell specifically.

It took Seamus a while as he had not met all of the pack and many he had met only briefly but he wanted to make a good impression on the Alpha male so he focused himself and quickly realised that his mind could link it easily. “You, you did,” Seamus said, feeling confident in his answer.

Fenrir nodded his head, looking rather impressed; it was rare that any wolf had a strong enough sense of smell to be able to so easily distinguish the scents of who had bitten another wolf. It might have been an unfortunate accident that Seamus was bitten, however, it seemed that the boy had a rather unique talent that Fenrir himself had.

“I will teach you to use this gift,” Fenrir said with a nod of his head, happy with the newest member of his pack. He was glad that Seamus was a dominant though, as they had too many submissives as it was. It was fortunate that Seamus had been bitten when he had been; Fenrir strongly suspected that if it had been any earlier it was likely that Seamus would have been a submissive as he did not have many of the strong traits that dominants were known for. However, the Alpha saw no point in telling his newest pack member this as it wouldn’t do anyone any good.

Seamus nodded gratefully. Now that Fenrir had asked him to try and scent a familial link between Clay and the Alpha, Seamus found that he noticed it a lot more naturally as he knew what he was looking for. It was immensely complicated and in depth but he could also tell that Harry had also been bitten by Fenrir. There was some sort of link between Fenrir and Romy too but it wasn’t as simple as Fenrir biting her, he could tell that he hadn’t, but he wasn’t sure what it meant. It would be a question for another time, he had a lot of them to ask.

“Hey look,” Niko said excitedly, “I can see Damon and Micha.” He got up, standing on his chair and pointing to the couple, who seemed to have no less than seven bags from Honeydukes sweet shop. As the couple drew closer, they could all see the huge grin on the submissive’s face and the concerned look on the dominant's.

“Niko, sit down,” Harry said with a fond smile, putting his hands up to brace his son as he wobbled a little on the metal chair he was stood on, “you’re going to fall if you’re not careful.”

“I’m not going to fall, “Niko declared loudly, “I’m going to fly,” he shouted at the top of his lungs, drawing the attention of many of the passersby, “I’m going to be the world’s first flying werewolf.”

Clay at this point was laughing hysterically, Romy had her head in her hands, seriously regretting the amount of ice cream that they had given him. Harry was trying to pull his son down from the chair the ten year old was now dancing on, though there was no music, and Fenrir was looking absolutely livid. They didn’t need this kind of attention while they were here.

“Niko Greyback, sit down!” Fenrir said loudly, and a heavy silence fell over the parlor as Niko froze, staring at his adoptive father with wide eyes. “Sit,” the Alpha said again, and the ten year old obeyed quickly.

“I have chocolate for everyone,” Micha said tipping one of his many bags on to the table, before looking around at the serious faces of his pack brothers and sisters. “What happened to you lot?”

“Dad got mad at me,” Niko said, shuffling his chair a little closer to Harry’s and sitting on his own hands.

“Fenrir…” Damon said with a sigh, knowing just how intimidating his friend could be when he got annoyed. He was quite sure that Niko had been mucking around or something, but he could see that the other patrons of the shop, many of whom were students, were looking nervous.

“He was right to get angry,” Harry said quickly, giving his son a pointed look and ensuring that Damon didn’t start another scene while they were still in Hogsmeade. “Niko was being silly and could have hurt himself,” he added, wanting to make it perfectly clear that the Alpha was not at fault here.

“I see,” Damon said, looking a little surprised at that. “Well in that case I suggest you lot make a start on Micha’s chocolate, while I get us some ice cream

“Not you, Niko,” Harry said quickly as the ten year old made a dive for some of the chocolate on the table, pulling his son onto his lap so that he could keep a firm hold on him, “you’ve had enough sugar to last a lifetime.”

“But Mum,” Niko whined, but a low warning growl from Fenrir quickly put a stop to that; Niko was not about to upset his dad any further. Fenrir would not stand for anyone disrespecting him or Harry, not even their son.

“How about a glass of juice instead,” Damon suggested, and Harry nodded his agreement to that, as Micha came around to take Niko’s now vacant chair. “How about you three?” Damon asked, turning to Jaylon, Tessie and Remus. “Another ice cream, Jaylon?”

“Oh, no thank you,” Jaylon said quietly, looking between Damon, Remus and Tessie, who were all watching him curiously. As much as he had enjoyed the sundae, he was already feeling like he had eaten more than he perhaps should have.

“If you’re sure, I am happy to get you one if you would like,” Remus said, ignoring Damon but wanting the teenager to have anything he wanted, particularly given it was his birthday. Jaylon, however, simply rewarded him with a broad grin, nodding his head.

“Suit yourself,” Damon said, as he headed over to the counter, where the lady was waiting to take his order, looking not entirely impressed with the large group of them.

“So how have you been?” Harry asked Micha. “Other than talking Damon into buying you half of Honeydukes,” he added, with a gesture to the table covered in chocolate.

“Great,” Micha told him enthusiastically, “Damon gave me a job at this bar he owns, The Blue Moon.”

“You have a job now?” Harry asked, impressed by this. “Good for you. How did you manage to get Damon to agree to that one?” He knew just how protective Damon was of his mate, particularly given how much Micha had been through in his life.

“Well, admittedly he wasn’t very keen on the idea at first,” Micha told him, “but I think he understood that I wanted to contribute something to the pack.”

“You’ll have to tell me how you did that,” Harry said quietly, “I’m going to have an uphill struggle just to get Fen to agree to send Niko to Hogwarts next year. Getting a job after graduating from school is going to be a bigger fight I’m sure.”

“I will get to go though, right, mum?” Niko asked quietly, snuggling into his mum, wanting to feel the comfort of being close to Harry after being scolded by his father.

“If I have anything to say about it, you will,” Harry reassured his son. Niko deserved to have a magical education and it would always be useful for him to know the basics of magic from qualified teachers. Also, when they eventually had pups, Harry would want them to go to Hogwarts too; getting Fenrir to agree to allowing Niko to go was the first step.

“We’ll get you there,” Micha said to Niko confidently, “these big bad dominants aren’t so bad, they’re big softies really.” Niko giggled at this, thankful that he had found such an amazing pack to call his family.

“Don’t worry about it, Kiddo,” Damon told the ten year old, as he brought Micha his ice cream and Niko a glass of apple juice, “your mum will just give your dad puppy-dog eyes and your dad won’t be able to say no.”

“Our pack knows how to treat submissives,” Micha said, smiling fondly at his mate. “I hope you will learn that from them, Niko, because not everyone is like that. My brother used to be mean to me just because I was a submissive; he used to put a kick-me sign on my back all the time when I was little. Some of the pack actually used to kick me too.”

“That’s horrible,” Harry stated. He was surprised to hear how Micha had been treated in his previous pack, the other submissive didn’t usually talk about the life he had had before.

“It was, but it wasn’t all bad,” Micha said, his emotions feeling rather mixed as he remembered the pack he had fled from all those years ago. “Though the sign thing, that could be funny on Dumbledore,” he suggested, wanting to lighten the conversation.

It was rare that Micha reminisce about the Stanwood pack; it had been such a long time ago now, that he had been exiled and ended up going from one pack to another in search of a new home. Whenever he thought about Tristan and his family, his heart would hurt a little, the same thing would happen when he thought of Lyla, people from his past that it was unlikely he would ever see again.

“Micha,” Damon said, pulling the submissive from his thoughts, “you okay?”

Micha shook off the thoughts of his past, reminding himself of the many, many blessings that he had now and telling himself that those people were now living their own lives, probably having forgotten all about him. “Of course,” he said, forcing a smile onto his face, not wanting his mate to worry.

Damon didn’t look entirely convinced, though he wasn’t going to make an issue of it right now if Micha didn’t want to talk about it. “You going to be okay while I have a chat with Clay?” he asked.

“I’ll take care of him,” Harry said with a grin, throwing an arm over Micha’s shoulders, while keeping Niko close with the other. “He is going to tell me all about his best prank ideas for me to use on Dumbledore.”

“Niko, I am going to leave the two of them in your care,” Damon said with mock seriousness, “make sure they don’t get ideas about doing anything too crazy.”

“Okay!” the ten year old said happily, staying relaxed against his mother as Harry and Micha launched into conversation once more.

“Can I steal my son?” Damon asked as he moved over to where Romy and Clay were talking, and the two of them looked up at him.

“Of course,” Romy said, getting up from her seat. “I think that Fenrir and Seamus could do with a little help actually talking to each other anyway,” she added with an amused smile as she headed over to sit on the Alpha’s other side. She was fairly sure that Seamus and Fenrir would just sit in awkward silence for the rest of the day if left to their own devices.

“So what did you want to talk about?” Clay asked his father, as Damon led them away from the others, to the other side of the ice cream parlour.

“You are being careful with Romy, right?” Damon asked bluntly as they sat down across from each other at a two person table a little way from the others so that they could have a more private conversation.

“Dad…” Clay said with a groan, ignoring the blush that rose in his cheeks. “Did you seriously just ask me that?” He and Damon were close, but this sort of conversation did always make Clay feel slightly uneasy. He had so many people watching his every move with Romy that he felt a little like a fish in a bowl.

“I am your father, I’m supposed to ask horribly embarrassing questions, it is practically in the job requirement,” Damon said firmly, grinning at his son. “But you didn’t answer the question.”

“We aren’t even there yet, Dad,” Clay told him honestly, knowing that his Dad wouldn’t drop it until he got an answer. “But I know, sex leads to babies. We’ll be careful, I promise.” As much as he wanted his life to be with Romy, to be her mate forever and to have pups together, now was not the time for that. They were still pups themselves, still in school and he wasn’t ready to be a Dad just yet that was for sure.

“That’s my boy,” Damon said proudly. He looked forward to one day being a grandfather but not any time soon. He was too young for that and besides he wanted to become a father again before he became a grandfather.

“So, Dad, are you being careful with Micha?” Clay asked with a shit-eating grin, almost as if he had read his father’s mind.

“Clayton Eric Danes!” Damon exclaimed, half amused and half horrified by his son’s cheek. The expression on his face had faltered a little at the question. He was in two minds about answering, because the truth was, they weren’t being careful but he didn’t want to set a bad example to his son. “That is absolutely none of your business,” he finally said after a moment's consideration.

“Well I take it that’s a no,” Clay said, rolling his eyes dramatically. “Just let me know if I am going to be a big brother soon,” he added, only half joking. He wasn’t really sure about his dad having other kids, though he knew that it was more than likely to happen and by the sounds of it, sooner rather than later.

“I don’t think it will be any time soon,” Damon reassured him. “But just be sure not to make me a grandfather any time soon. I am not old enough for that, and besides, Jenson would probably kill you if you got Romy pregnant before she even finished school.”

“I think you understand better than most when I say that she is my true mate,” Clay said seriously, knowing that Micha had become that for Damon. “Of course I am not going to want that for her now, she’s fourteen! Not until we are both ready for it, which won’t be at least until she graduates.”

Clay was under no delusion that he and Romy were ready to become parents just yet. He did have to admit that he was looking forward to that one day, but now was not the time. They had a lot to achieve before they became parents, Clay even had a few ideas about asking Romy to officially marry him one day.

“Then I will trust you,” Damon said, reaching across the table to squeeze Clay’s hand. Clay had earnt that trust a hundred times over, the almost sixteen year old boy deserved to be trusted in almost all aspects of his life. Clay had come a long way since they had rejoined the pack with Harry six, nearly seven, months ago.

“Thank you,” Clay said, feeling a sense of pride that his father was trusting him. He was nearing his sixteenth birthday, which meant that he was going to be a fully fledged adult member of the pack and expected to act like one. He had gone from pup to omega to almost a fully fledged dominant and he had earnt every little bit of the respect he now had.

FGHP

It had been a lovely afternoon spent together in the ice cream parlour, but when it had become clear that none of them were going to be able to eat any more, they had made their way outside, wandering generally back in the direction of Hogwarts Castle. Everyone had, however, been rather confused when Fenrir had instructed Romy to walk with him, a little ahead of everyone else.

“What’s that about?” Clay asked Harry, who was walking next to him. The young dominant wasn’t stupid enough to challenge the Alpha’s instructions but that didn’t mean he was particularly happy about the two of them going off together.

“Not a clue,” Harry said with a confused frown. He knew how Clay was feeling because he was feeling it too. Unnecessary jealousy. Both of them knew that they had nothing to worry about but it still didn’t stop the green-eyed monster rising up in both of the teenage boys.

“I don’t like it,” Clay grumbled, shoving his hands in his pockets and kicking at the ground as he walked. He couldn’t hear the conversation and that bothered him more than he would like.

“Me neither,” Harry said with a sigh of agreement. He was trying very hard to eavesdrop on the conversation but he was doing so in vain as he couldn’t even pick up even the slightest hint of what they were saying. “But if those two have an affair behind our backs, I say we do too,” Harry said jokingly.

“Eww,” Clay said with a look of revulsion on his face, “no offence but you're really not my type. I much prefer breasts over cock thank you very much,” he added making Harry laugh.

Romy and Fenrir were more than aware of the fact that Clayton and Harry were only a little way behind them and were watching them intensely. However, the Alpha knew that this conversation was too important for anyone else to join in on it, it was something that they had to discuss just the two of them. And Romy trusted her Alpha, patiently waiting to hear what he needed to say to her.

“I want your opinion,” Fenrir said rather bluntly. There was no point in being delicate about this, Dean’s future hung entirely on what Romy decided.

“Okay,” Romy said gently, curious about why Fenrir would want her opinion on anything. It wasn’t like she was an important member of the pack, she was just there and she didn’t mind that, she was the Beta’s daughter and that was enough for her.

“Tessie’s cousin has mated with one of the strays,” Fenrir told her, “Dean.” The Alpha didn’t miss the flinch from the young girl at the mention of the stray’s name.

“Is he joining us?” Romy asked, feeling a little worried about this. Her mind was all in a spin, she couldn’t imagine feeling safe enough to be able to sleep if Dean was in the same territory as her. After what he had done to her she doubted she would ever feel happy being near him or calling him family, which is what their pack was.

Her mind jumped from memory to possibility, unsure if it was even a decent thing to consider. However, in the split second it took the Alpha wolf to answer her question, Romy had already made a conscious decision about what she wanted to do.

“Up to you,” Fenrir said gruffly, frustrated by the fact that Romy had closed herself off a little. She had flinched at the mention of the name, however since that she had had no reaction at all.

“Okay,” Romy said with a carefree shrug, “if he’s mated to Tessie’s cousin then he must be trying to make amends. I say we give him a chance.”

“If you are sure,” Fenrir said with a frown of his own. He wasn’t sure that it was a good idea to accept Dean into his pack, he thought that Romy would have refused to live with him and that would have given him the perfect excuse to turn Dean away. It seemed that if Romy was willing to let bygones be bygones then he should at least give the stray a chance.

FGHP

Reaching the gates of Hogwarts, the four pups that would be returning to the school began to say their goodbyes to the rest of the pack. It was painful, as always, no one wanting to be parted; even Seamus was feeling the pull towards his Alpha, not wanting to return to the school. Niko clung to Harry desperately hard, not wanting to be separated from his mother again. It was going to be a long three weeks before the next full moon, when they would be back in the territory.

“Harry, I almost forgot, Jenson asked me to give you this,” Micha said, bringing a letter out from his pocket. In all the excitement about the sweet shop and all of the chocolate he had almost completely forgotten about it.

“Thanks,” Harry said quickly, taking it and slipping it into his pocket before anyone could start asking questions about it. It wasn’t that he particularly felt the need to hide it but he didn’t really want to have to explain it all to his mate at the moment. Just from the look Fenrir was giving him, Harry knew that he would have to explain to the Alpha male at some point.

Remus was looking particularly troubled as he bid farewell to Tessie and Jaylon. Every time he parted from them was becoming increasingly more difficult and he was now starting to understand how Harry and Fenrir felt and the reason behind the passion they exhibited. Remus wanted to do something similar with Tessie, however, he didn’t think that they were quite at that level yet and he didn’t want to risk pushing her away.

Seamus was stood a little awkwardly next to Romy and Clayton, not feeling close enough to any of the other pack members to warrant a proper goodbye. He knew that they were his family now but it would take a while to feel that bond in his heart despite knowing it for a fact in his mind. Now, he stood back and observed the raw emotion of the tearful goodbyes.

After receiving his letter from Jenson, Harry had moved over to where Fenrir was stood waiting for him. Niko had gone to say thank you to Clayton and Romy for all of the ice cream they had bought for him, leaving the Alpha pair alone.

Fenrir wasted very little time, picking his mate up by the waist and kissing him. Harry wound his arms around his dominant's neck, melting into the kiss, wanting to make the most of the time that he had with his mate.

Clay was just grateful that he didn’t have to say goodbye to Romy. He really wasn’t sure how Harry did it, there was no way he could be parted from Romy for any length of time. He knew that with her being two years below them he was going to have to find the strength to manage two whole years without her after he graduated but he would cross that painful bridge when he came to it. That wasn’t something he had to think about now.

Once again the pack was left with the difficult task of separating the Alpha pair, but it seemed that Romy was taking on the challenge as she approached them, while Clay went to say goodbye to his father.

“Harry,” she said, causing the submissive to turn and look at her curiously. “We should probably go,” she told him quietly, “dragging this out is just going to make this worse for Niko.”

Harry stared at her for a moment before looking over to Niko, who was stood a few feet away from him, looking quite upset. The submissive wriggled out of his mate’s arms, Fenrir lowering him to the ground, and pulled Niko into a tight hug.

“Be good for your dad,” Harry said quietly, pressing a kiss to the top of Niko’s head, before de-tangling himself and leading the ten year old over to Fenrir. Niko tucked himself into Fenrir’s side, clearly needing the man close at the moment. “Ready?” Harry asked, looking over to Romy, Clay and Seamus.

“When you are,” Clay told him. He knew that it was never going to be easy but going through these painful goodbyes was easier than not seeing their pack for long periods of time.

“It was nice to meet you all,” Seamus said sincerely before looking over to Harry a little awkwardly. “Didn’t you say I would have to submit to him or something?” he asked Harry quietly, not wanting to offend the Alpha when they seemed to be doing well so far.

“If you feel ready to,” Harry said earnestly. He knew it was something that would have to happen eventually but it could wait if Seamus didn’t feel ready to just yet. “It can probably wait for the full moon,” Harry said with a shrug.

“If we don’t go now we’ll miss dinner,” Clay said, knowing that it would be far too easy for them all to stand there together, not actually leaving, for quite a while.

“How can you be hungry?” Romy asked, as she linked her arm through Clay’s, starting to lead him off towards the castle, knowing that would be the best way to get Harry moving.

“I’m always hungry,” Clay said unrepentantly, as he allowed himself to be led, glancing back over his shoulder towards Harry and Seamus.

“Come on then,” Harry said, stealing a final kiss from Fenrir and pressing one to Niko’s temple before linking his arm though Seamus’ and following Romy and Clay. “We could all use a decent meal.”

“You especially,” Romy said, turning and walking backwards for a few paces so that she could fix Harry with a pointed look and she smiled to herself when she saw Remus press a kiss to Tessie’s cheek before following a few paces behind Harry and Seamus.

“Yeah, Seamus,” Clay said, as Harry and Seamus caught up with them, “another thing for you to worry about, making sure this short arse eats.” Clayton grinned as he gave Seamus a nudge. “He has a tendency to forget.”

“I don’t forget,” Harry said defensively, letting go of Seamus so that he could cross his arms over his chest, pouting at his best friend. “I just get busy,” he explained. He really wasn’t not eating on purpose.

“Well no more, not until you’ve gained some weight back,” Romy told him firmly. They were all still worried about Harry and how thin he was, but it had only really been a week since they had realised that it was an issue, so it was going to take a while for him recover. “It isn’t healthy to be as skinny as you.”

“Nor as skinny as you,” Harry countered, feeling a bit put out that everyone was nagging him about eating enough, when Romy was just as small as he was.

“Me, I’m working on my pot belly,” Clay declared smugly, patting his own tummy. He loved his food and he wasn’t quite sure how Harry managed to just forget to eat.

“Yeah, because you eat like a pig,” Romy told him, rolling her eyes at her boyfriend and she heard Remus let out a snort of amusement at that.

Seamus, too, couldn’t help but laugh at the banter between his fellow pack members, feeling completely at ease with them. “You guys do make me laugh,” he said with a fond chuckle.

“I only eat like I do to distract myself from the sickening sight of Robin with no clothes on,” Clay said with a broad grin. He really hadn’t missed her in the slightest during the day they had spent without her.

“Do you think we could charm her clothes to get baggier and baggier the more she tries to shrink them and make them tighter?” Harry suggested with genuine hopefulness. Even if he hadn’t been gay, he didn’t think he would have wanted to see his pack sister on display in such a manner.

“I think that we need to do something to take her down a peg or two,” Romy told them seriously. She wasn’t quite sure what they should do, but things couldn’t carry on the way they had been going; she was going to end up doing something she might actually regret if Robin kept pushing her.

“After what you guys did to Ron, not to mention the garden gnomes, I dread to think what else you’re capable of,” Seamus said, actually rather looking forward to seeing what they would come up with next. He was sure that it would be amusing.

“You’ve seen nothing from these two yet,” Romy told him with an amused smirk. She had heard so many stories about all the trouble that the two of them had got into over the years, not to mention the stuff they had done since she had met them, that she was sure that Seamus didn’t know the half of it.

“It has been a while since we pulled any pranks,” Harry said, looking thoughtful, and he broke into a grin when he heard Remus let out a quiet groan at the prospect.

“I think it’s time we had some fun,” Clay eagerly, already trying to think up what they could do next. He was sure that they could come up with something brilliant if they put their minds to it.

“Just try not to get caught,” Remus said with a sigh. He wasn’t even going to waste his breath trying to talk them out of it, and just hoped that it would be directed towards someone who perhaps could do with being taken down a little. He almost felt a little bit bad for hoping they might target Dumbledore. “Perhaps target someone other than Robin too, just to make it less conspicuous.”

“We’ll stick to the golden rule,” Harry said innocently, smiling sweetly at the professor.

“Which is?” Remus asked, narrowing his eyes in suspicion. Harry looked just a little bit too much like James in his trouble-making hay-day for his liking, and it certainly didn’t bode well.

“No body modifications,” Clay declared with a grin.

“And no destruction of property,” Harry finished, looking equally amused. They ignored Romy’s roll of her eyes, but Seamus and Remus were both looking rather confused.

“Dad and Severus made us promise to stick to that when we were kids,” Clay explained. It was the one rule that they had always tried to stick to during their pranks. They had been successful… more or less.

“I don’t think I want to know why,” Remus said with a frown, dreading to think exactly what could have prompted such a specific rule from the two men. It made him think about what kind of parent Severus could have made. Harry was a well adjusted, content young man and seemed more than happy with his lot in life but Remus didn’t know how much of that was because of Severus and how much was because of the pack. He made a mental note to maybe ask Harry about his childhood one of these days, he so desperately wanted to know more about the young man that had been the product of the love of his two best friends.

“I think I do,” Seamus said, his curiosity getting the better of him.

“Don’t encourage them,” Romy said with a groan as Harry and Clay launched into a rather amusing story of how they had blown off the side of Harry’s house with a muggle chemistry set.

FGHP

Gideon laughed as Aiden was thrown to one side. He was bloodied and bruised, the entire pack having had their turn with him. After the third man had torn into him, Aiden had stopped fighting it, the pain excruciating. Every time he had passed out, Gideon had roused him with magic, simply for the sadistic pleasure of hearing the screams.

Jack, after being the Omega for so long, had rather enjoyed taking his small blade to Aiden’s body, delicately cutting into him, leaving tiny shallow cuts across Aiden’s body. There wasn’t an inch of skin that didn’t have some form of injury, Aiden had thrown up twice during the ordeal, unable to cope with the level of torture.

Despite everything that had been done to him, the worst of it for Aiden had been watching Dean’s face. Dean had been tied to a tree so that he would have to watch his mate be taken by other men, beaten within an inch of his life and then discarded in a heap on the floor. Aiden would survive but only because of what he was, if he hadn’t been a werewolf then he wouldn’t have been able to survive what had been inflicted upon him.

“And now it's your turn,” Gideon said, turning to look at Dean, a broad grin on his face. “Sid, Terrell, untie him, I want him first.”

Dean glared at his former Alpha; he had no respect for this man anymore, this was no pack he wanted to be part of, not now they had hurt Aiden. He needed to get them both away from these animals, the humanity having left these wolves and their primal instincts taking over completely.

There was no doubt in Dean’s mind that it was now or never. If he didn’t put up a fight and try and make a run for it now then he would likely be too weak and too damaged to help himself, let alone help Aiden. He watched Terrell and Sid approach him, both of them looking sickeningly happy about what they had just done.

The second that Dean had been untied, he balled his fist and slammed it into Sid’s throat, crushing the man’s windpipe. Without second thought, Dean turned on Terrell, lashing out to the man’s chest with long, sharp finger nails, slicing into him. It was unfortunate that it wasn’t deep enough to do him any damage.

Making a beeline for Aiden, Dean grabbed his unconscious mate, flinging him over his shoulder, kicking a few strays away as they tried to stop him. No one had been expecting for Dean to make a run for it and they hadn’t had their wits about them after all they had just been doing to Aiden, and were unable to stop him before he had disappeared amongst the trees.

“Get after him!” Gideon bellowed, furious that his pack were completely incompetent and had let Dean escape, especially when they had been having so much fun. The Alpha had wanted to have his fun with Dean, who was more of a traitor than Aiden, having been in his pack longer. Once he had had his fun he would have turned the traitor over to Axlar, who would have finished him.

Dean didn’t look back, not even when he heard Gideon’s shout for the others to chase him down. He was determined to get Aiden to safety, to make sure that if he died then Aiden would at least have a chance at life.

He ran and didn’t stop running until he knew he was facing the wards of Greyback’s territory. Stopping, he made sure that he was on the very edge. Dean could already hear the strays catching up behind him; he hadn’t been able to run as fast as he was usually capable of, due to having Aiden on his back. With all his strength, Dean threw the already unconscious Aiden into the territory of the Greyback pack.

He sighed with relieved when his mate passed through the wards with relative ease, landing with heavily on the other side of them. He could only assume that the wards had allowed Aiden through because the man hadn’t passed through them of his own accord or intent. He was grateful that his mate was unconscious when he had hit the ground with a heavy thud. Dean could only hope that Aiden wasn’t already dead as he turned to face the strays that had come after him, hoping against hope that Greyback had been alerted when Aiden had passed through the wards.

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