The Omega and his Two Alphas [PAFP]

Minutes later, Stripes strolled by and sat down facing away from the cave, not noticing Clint's presence. He stared out into the forest and sighed sadly.

Clint found a cave and he flopped down, breathing hard and he whimpered, it confused him why Stripes was so mad.

Blood, too focused on the chase, ran right by where Clint had fallen and disappeared farther into the trees. Stripes, however, had chosen to take a walk of his own towards his favorite spot, which was where Clint was heading for.

Clint yelped as he tripped over a large tree root and he tumbled down a hill, landing at the bottom and breathing hard, his ears back and he stood, limping and the omega looked around for somewhere to rest, his tail still tucked between his legs.

Blood watched the scenario with narrowed eyes, and hesitated before chasing after Clint as Stripes just watched him run with a betrayed expression on his face. Blood suddenly remembered what Clint had said about now allowing him to get outside the territory, and he forced to his paws to go faster.

Clint yelped and trembled on the ground, his tail between his legs and his ears back, he had thought Stripes would be happy that he and Blood got along. The omega slowly got to his paws and whimpered, he began backing away and when he bumped into a tree he yelped and bolted, not even knowing where he was going, he was just confused and scared.

Stripes raised his paw and pushed him away roughly. "Stop doing that," he snarled, "Go along and play with your new lover. Go be his dumb bitch."

Clint noticed the new emotion in the alpha and he lowered, his ears back and his tail had stopped wagging, his tail stayed tucked close to him as he moved under the alpha known as Stripes, licking his chin and chest, his body loose and submissive.

Stripes frowned, jealousy soaring through him. Clint was supposed to be his special Omega, no one else's.

Clint's ears flicked and he nodded, His tail wagging.

"My brother didn't hurt you, did he? Was he gentle?" Concern mixed with another hidden emotion on the Alpha's face.

Clint looked to Blood and shrugged, staggering over to Stripes, nearly tripping as he walked over, his head drooped and ears back as he stood in front of the alpha.

Stripes frowned, knowing exactly what he meant, though he wasn't entirely sure how it went. "Come over here, Clint," he beckoned him over away from Blood with a serious frown plastered on his face.

"I won't be able to sit right for a day or two" Was all he said go Stripes, figuring the alpha would catch on and get the idea.

Stripes was contentedly watching when he saw Blood and Clint walk into camp, and Clint seemed to be really shaky, and Stripes immediately felt concern. He trotted over and looked at Clint questioningly.

He nodded and leaned against him lightly.

"Lean on me," he ordered gently, beginning his way back.

"Okay" He said and slowly got up, walking on shaky legs.

"Come," he said gently, sighing at the touch of his tongue. "Let's get back to camp." He stood up and waited outside for Clint to come out.

Clint nuzzled close, his tail wagging, giving a small nod and he licked Dark's chest softly.

He hugged him by wrapping his foreleg tightly around Clint. "If you ever need to talk to either of us about anything, just say so. We're here for you." He paused. "I should never have touched you the way I did when I first met you."

"At first.... I wanted no part of either of you... But I've grown to care deeply for both of you" He said softly.

He purred and nuzzled Clint. "Thank you for not doing that to me." He licked him uncertainly. "Are you really sure you want to be part of our group. Stripes and I never really gave you a choice when we first found you."

"Well.. The bears did it for me" He chuckled, "I'd lead the alpha's to bear dens I knew of and they'd run with their tails between their legs" He laughed.

He raised an eye. "You chased Alphas away. That's pretty impressive."