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The morning sun filtered through the dense canopy of ancient pines, casting dappled light across the forest floor. Jongin stretched languidly in the soft moss bed, his bare skin warm despite the crisp air that filled their den. As prime omega, his sleeping position was privileged—directly beside the Head Alpha, Kyungsoo, whose muscular arm still draped possessively across Jongin's waist.
The den was quiet now, most pack members already attending to their morning duties. Jongin could hear distant laughter from the nearby stream where the younger omegas were likely gathering fresh water. He inhaled deeply, savoring the powerful scent that permeated their sleeping chamber—Kyungsoo's dominant musk mixed with the sweet undertones of satisfied omegas and the subtle scents of the secondary alphas.
"You're awake." Kyungsoo's voice was deep, more of a rumble than a whisper. His dark eyes opened, immediately alert despite having just woken.
Jongin tilted his head, exposing his neck in instinctive submission. "Yes, Alpha."
A pleased growl emanated from Kyungsoo's chest as he leaned in, dragging his nose along the sensitive scent gland on Jongin's neck. "You smell perfect this morning," he murmured, teeth grazing the tender spot. "The breeding moon approaches. I can smell it in your changing scent."
Jongin's body responded instantly, a warm slickness beginning between his thighs. As prime omega, his body was particularly attuned to Kyungsoo's pheromones, responding even outside of heat cycles.
"The pack has gathered by the meeting stone," came a voice from the den entrance. Baekhyun stood there, his lean alpha frame silhouetted against the morning light. Though an alpha in his own right, his posture showed clear deference to Kyungsoo—shoulders slightly lowered, eyes cast down.
Kyungsoo didn't look up, continuing to nuzzle Jongin's neck. "You entered our chamber without permission, Baekhyun."
The secondary alpha immediately dropped to his knees, exposing his neck. "Forgive me, Head Alpha. The hunting party awaits your instruction, and Xiumin has prepared the morning ritual."
Jongin watched as Kyungsoo's eyes darkened. The Head Alpha slid from their sleeping furs, his naked form powerful and commanding. Every muscle spoke of his dominance, from the broadness of his shoulders to the thickness of his thighs. Jongin felt pride swell in his chest—this was his primary mate, the most powerful alpha in the forest territories.
"Come here," Kyungsoo ordered Baekhyun, who crawled forward on his hands and knees until he reached Kyungsoo's feet.
Without hesitation, Baekhyun nuzzled against Kyungsoo's thigh, an act of apology and submission. His tongue darted out to taste the skin, working his way higher with desperate eagerness. Jongin observed, his breath catching as Kyungsoo's impressive cock hardened fully under Baekhyun's attention. Despite being an alpha himself, Baekhyun's submission was absolute—his own erection evident between his legs as he serviced his Head Alpha.
"Remind yourself of your place," Kyungsoo commanded, tangling his fingers roughly in Baekhyun's hair. He thrust his hips forward, forcing his thick length deeper into the secondary alpha's throat until Baekhyun gagged and tears formed at the corners of his eyes.
"Look at Jongin while you serve me," Kyungsoo ordered, turning Baekhyun's face so the secondary alpha was forced to make eye contact with the prime omega. "Remember that he stands above you. You serve him as you serve me."
Jongin sat up, slick gathering between his thighs as he watched Baekhyun's throat work around Kyungsoo's considerable girth. The secondary alpha's eyes were glazed with a mixture of submission and pleasure as Kyungsoo used his mouth roughly, establishing dominance with each brutal thrust.
Kyungsoo's pace increased, his grip in Baekhyun's hair tightening until the secondary alpha whimpered around the intrusion. With a growl that seemed to shake the den itself, Kyungsoo held Baekhyun's head firmly against his groin, emptying himself down the alpha's throat. Baekhyun swallowed desperately, not daring to spill a drop, his own cock leaking profusely onto the den floor.
When Kyungsoo finally released him, Baekhyun gasped for air but remained on his knees, head bowed in submission.
"Clean me," Kyungsoo commanded, and Baekhyun immediately set to work, licking his Head Alpha clean with reverent thoroughness.
Satisfied, Kyungsoo turned his attention to Jongin, his eyes dark with renewed hunger despite his recent release. "Present yourself," he ordered his prime omega.
Jongin immediately rolled onto his hands and knees, lowering his chest to the fur-covered ground while keeping his hips raised—the proper presentation position for a prime omega. He reached back to spread his cheeks, revealing his slick-drenched entrance that pulsed with need.
"Baekhyun, watch how a true prime omega serves his alpha," Kyungsoo said, positioning himself behind Jongin. Without preamble, he thrust forward, burying his still-hard length completely inside Jongin's welcoming heat.
Jongin cried out, his back arching as Kyungsoo filled him completely. The Head Alpha set a punishing pace, each thrust pushing Jongin forward on the furs. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the den as Kyungsoo claimed what was his.
"Who do you belong to?" Kyungsoo growled, gripping Jongin's hips hard enough to leave bruises.
"You, Alpha! Only you!" Jongin gasped, his cock leaking beneath him as Kyungsoo hit the sensitive bundle of nerves deep inside with each powerful thrust.
Baekhyun watched from his kneeling position, not daring to touch himself despite his obvious arousal. This was his place—to witness but not participate unless invited.
Kyungsoo reached around to grip Jongin's neglected cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts. It took only moments before Jongin was crying out, his release spilling onto the furs below as his inner walls clamped down on Kyungsoo's length.
The Head Alpha growled in satisfaction as he continued to pound into his prime omega's oversensitive body. Jongin whimpered, taking everything his alpha gave him. Finally, with a roar that surely echoed through the forest, Kyungsoo drove deep one final time. His knot swelled, locking them together as he pumped his seed deep into Jongin's body.
They stayed connected for nearly twenty minutes, Kyungsoo occasionally grinding his hips to push his release deeper, marking Jongin thoroughly with his scent from the inside out. When his knot finally subsided enough to pull free, Kyungsoo's seed immediately leaked from Jongin's well-used entrance, trailing down his thighs.
"Don't clean yourself," Kyungsoo commanded, admiring the sight of his claim so visibly marked on his prime omega's body. "I want everyone to smell me on you when we address the pack."
Thirty minutes later, Jongin walked beside Kyungsoo toward the large clearing where their pack had gathered. His thighs were sticky with his alpha's release, his entrance still tender and swollen. Every step sent a fresh trickle of Kyungsoo's seed down his leg, the scent marking him unmistakably. There would be no question of his status—he was the claimed one, the prime omega, Kyungsoo's main mate.
The clearing opened before them, revealing the full assembly of their pack. Yixing, the other secondary alpha, stood with quiet dignity near the large stone altar. Unlike Baekhyun's more energetic presence, Yixing possessed a calm strength that complemented his role as keeper of pack rituals.
Chen and Xiumin, the pack betas, knelt at the base of the altar, their preparations for the morning ritual already complete. Fresh herbs and crushed berries had been arranged in ancient patterns across the stone surface.
The three other omegas—Chanyeol, Sehun, and Junmyeon—sat together on a raised platform of woven branches, a position of honor befitting their breeding status. They were all beautiful in their own ways: Chanyeol with his height and bright eyes, Sehun with his elegant features and graceful limbs, and Junmyeon with his gentle demeanor and nurturing presence.
As Kyungsoo and Jongin entered the clearing, every pack member lowered their eyes in respect.
"The breeding moon approaches," Kyungsoo announced, his voice carrying through the forest. "Three cycles until we enter our sacred time. Preparations must begin."
Xiumin rose from his position, approaching with his head bowed. "Head Alpha, I've prepared the fertility herbs as tradition demands. The omegas should begin taking them with tonight's meal."
Kyungsoo nodded his approval. "Jongin will take his portion first, then oversee the others."
All eyes shifted briefly to Jongin, filled with respect and a touch of envy. Everyone knew that as prime omega, Jongin would be bred first and most thoroughly by their Head Alpha when the time came.
"I've had a vision," Yixing spoke up, his voice soft but carrying authority as ritual keeper. "The ancient texts speak of the power of the omega milk bond. This breeding cycle will be different from those before."
A murmur passed through the gathered pack members. The milk bond was legendary—a sacred connection that could grant extraordinary powers to alphas who partook of omega milk. Such events were rare, occurring perhaps once in many generations.
"Explain," Kyungsoo commanded, his interest clearly piqued.
Yixing approached, kneeling before presenting an ancient bark scroll to Kyungsoo. "The alignment of the moons, the patterns in the sacred pool... all signs indicate this will be a season of transformation. The omegas who bear pups this cycle will produce milk of unusual potency. The alpha who drinks of this milk, particularly from his prime mate, may gain the powers of our ancestors."
All eyes turned to Jongin now, undisguised awe in their expressions. If the legend were true, his milk would be the most potent, capable of transforming Kyungsoo into something beyond a mere alpha.
Kyungsoo's hand found Jongin's lower back, possessive and proud. "Then we shall prepare accordingly. Yixing, you will instruct the omegas in the ancient ways. Baekhyun, double the hunting parties—our omegas will need strength for what comes."
He turned to the betas. "Chen, Xiumin, prepare the birthing den by the hot springs. Make it larger than before—I sense this cycle will bless us abundantly."
Finally, he addressed the omegas directly. "You will all be bred this cycle, each of you. But know your places. Jongin will receive my seed first and most often, as is proper. The rest of you will be claimed according to the ancient order."
Jongin felt a shiver of anticipation run through his body. The responsibility and honor of his position weighed heavily on him, but in the best possible way. His body would not only provide pups for the pack but potentially transform their Head Alpha into the most powerful leader the forest had ever known.
As the pack dispersed to their assigned tasks, Kyungsoo led Jongin toward a secluded area behind the meeting stone. The stone altar stood in the center of a smaller clearing, ancient symbols carved into its surface telling the story of their pack's lineage.
"Do you understand what this means?" Kyungsoo asked, his voice low and private.
Jongin nodded, feeling the weight of what was to come. "If Yixing's vision is true, my milk will change you. The legends say an alpha who drinks the milk of his prime omega can develop abilities beyond normal alphas."
"Not just abilities," Kyungsoo corrected, tracing a particular symbol on the stone—one depicting an alpha with rays of light emanating from his form. "The texts speak of transformation. Enhanced strength, speed, dominance, territory control. Some legends even speak of the ability to shift forms."
Jongin's eyes widened. "Shift forms?"
"The most ancient alphas could take on aspects of wolves at will, not just during full moons," Kyungsoo explained. "Complete mastery over their bodies and their territories."
His hand dropped to Jongin's still-flat abdomen, possessive and reverent. "Your body will make this possible. Your milk will transform me, and through me, our entire pack will rise to dominance in these forests."
The intensity in Kyungsoo's eyes made Jongin tremble. He didn't doubt his alpha's ambition or ability for a moment.
"I need to ensure you are properly prepared," Kyungsoo continued, his voice dropping even lower. "Tonight, I will breed you in the alpha chamber, with Baekhyun and Yixing in attendance. They must witness my primary claim, understand your position above them. Then they will serve you as they serve me."
Jongin couldn't help the small whimper that escaped his lips, his body responding instantly to Kyungsoo's words. The thought of being taken by his alpha while the secondary alphas watched, learning their place in relation to him, sent heat coursing through his veins.
"And the others?" Jongin asked, referring to their packmates.
"The betas will prepare a feast of strength. The other omegas will prepare your body with oils and herbs," Kyungsoo said. "Everyone has their role in honoring your position as we approach this sacred time."
He leaned down, capturing Jongin's lips in a dominating kiss that left no doubt about who controlled their destiny. When he pulled away, his eyes seemed to glow with an inner fire.
"By the next full moon cycle, we begin the transformation of our pack."