Alpha!Nikolai, inviting alpha!John and pack to come to his cabin after a mission. John agreeing, gathering alpha!Simon, omega!Johnny, and beta!Kyle, up and heading out into the Russian countryside.
Who get inside and seated, only to see an omega!reader walk into the kitchen.
"You have an omega?" John asked, surprised the old bastard never mentioned.
Nikolai not looking away from the TV. "Da."
"And... how did you get an omega?" John asked slowly.
"Came home from deployment. They were curled in my bed." Nikolai shrugged.
"And you just... kept them?" Kyle pipped up.
"They're pretty, chose me, and well stabbed me when I tried to make them leave." Nikolai replied.
The room went silent, Simon’s brow lifting, Johnny choking on a laugh, Kyle mouthing stabbed? while John stared like Nikolai had completely lost his mind.
"Right," John muttered, rubbing his face. "And aren’t they a little young for you?"
"They're of age." Nikolai said, as if that was the least debatable thing in the world.
"That’s not..Nikolai, you can’t just keep an omega because they wandered into your house," John tried again, tone edging into command. "Come on, sweetheart, let’s get you home—"
The moment he stepped closer, you bared your teeth, lunged, and sank them right into John’s hand. He jerked back with a shout as you bolted across the room, scrambling into Nikolai’s lap like a territorial wildcat, growling low and mean.
"What the hell?!" John snapped as he looked at the bite mark. The omega having broken skin. "Is that thing even an omega?"
"More like feral animal. Which you may want to check that for rabies. I have gotten it tested yet." Nik said nonchalantly. Then he moved and wrapped an arm around you, his fingers runnung up and down your spine in a soothing motion. "Hush, milaya, you're no going anywhere."
"And i thought Johnny was feral." Simon muttered under his breath.
