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He pushed Gan onto the furs and straddled him, thrusting his hand beneath the Alpha's robes to reach his cock. His erection swelled in Bryan's palm, filling out to its full prodigious size. Bryan tugged it free, stroking it as Nugai and Munok moved to surround him on either side and stripped themselves of their clothing. Bryan took off his trousers and slowly lowered himself onto Gan's cock, taking the entire thing inside to the hilt. He cried out in satisfaction and relief—he'd been craving this feeling, needing to have them inside of him again so badly. He rode Gan as he sucked down Nugai's member and stroked Munok with his free hand, occasionally switching back and forth between them.

Gan held Bryan's waist as he slammed into him, pounding upwards to fill him up deep with his cock. Bryan moaned and rocked his hips, drinking in the power of the three Alphas, reveling in their energy. His mind swirled with pleasure as he entered that deep state of bliss like he was drunk on their bodies, unable to control himself.

They moved Bryan onto all fours, and Munok traded places with Gan, inserting his member into Bryan's waiting asshole. The three of them traded off on him, fucking him from behind with his face pressed firmly into the sleeping furs. Bryan moaned into the furs, gripping the soft fibers into his fists. The stretch from their cocks was like heaven, and every thrust brought him closer to paradise.

As usual, Gan was the first to finish. He roared with the climax and his cock knotted deep inside of Bryan as it throbbed out a heavy load of potent seed. Nugai came in Bryan's mouth, and he clenched a handful of Bryan's hair as he released his come down his throat. Munok had Bryan on his back when he came, pumping his cock into him as he gripped the Omega's ankles. The thick throb of Munok's cock against Bryan's inner spot triggered his own orgasm, and his cock erupted with a thick line of come that continued to pulse out with each throb of Bryan's heart.

It was at that moment Bryan realized the truth: There was no way this baby belonged to Josef.

He didn't know how he knew, but he could feel it with as much certainty as his hate for Josef. One of the three had gotten him pregnant. Who it was didn't matter—the child belonged to all of them regardless of whose seed had been responsible. Bryan also knew that he didn't need to say anything about it. The three of them already knew.

After they’d finished, Bryan felt compelled by some unknown force within him to shift into his wolf form. Now that he was in the safety of their presence, he felt a powerful drive to create a nest for where he could birth his child. Everything around him faded away as this singular mission took hold of him. He dug into the furs with his teeth, rearranging them, discarding some, making it comfortable and perfect. The three Alphas watched on the periphery—they knew what this was about and wouldn't disturb him.

He curled up in the center of the nest and the Alphas joined him, shifting. Bryan's instinct had driven him back to this place where he and his baby would be safe. He'd chosen his nest and bonded to it. This place was now his home. In that instant, New Pixia was a world away, an impossible place to return to.

Bryan slept soundly with his Alphas. They curled up together on the sleeping furs, the three Alphas in their wolf forms with Bryan safely in the middle, and for the first time he stayed with them through the night, not even waking when the sun first peeked into the sky. It was the best sleep he'd had since before being mated to Josef, and when he woke up hearing the forest birds chirping he wasn't concerned. No doubt Josef would soon discover he wasn't inside his room, but Bryan wasn't in no hurry to return. For once, he would take his time.

Gan gathered the village inside the sacred structure where Bryan had first been claimed by the Alphas. Children came with flowers and placed them as offerings into the jaws of the dire wolf skull, bowing their heads and then bursting into giggles as they hurried off to play. They stopped in front of Bryan and looked up at him curiously. When he smiled and nodded to them they all squealed and shifted into wolf form, tumbling and flopping over each other to escape back to their parents.

"Bryan Turner, our promised Omega," Gan announced to his ecstatic people. The Uridimm all knew who Bryan was. They'd all been waiting for his arrival, some their entire lives. "He carries our child, who I believe will lead us out of this dark time."

Every person in the village wanted to greet him, and Bryan sat beneath Uri's skull with the three Alphas and met with the steady line of people who came around to touch his face or sniff him in wolf form. He was amazed. Not a single person expressed hatred towards him, despite knowing he was one of the Xyletians. They whispered blessings to him and expressions of welcome, so happy that he had finally come to them, and after a while Bryan began to truly understand the significance of his arrival.

He was a sign of hope that suffering would soon be over, that they wouldn't have to worry about being driven from their homes again and chased into the forest like animals. His arrival meant no more loss. No more death. It was a promise Bryan didn't know how he could fulfill. The Xyletians weren't going anywhere; they'd continue to push against the border, clearing more and more land until New Pixia became a city and engulfed everything. That was the mission, after all. He'd heard Josef speak about it many times with the other colony ministers. Domination of the Eastern Continent and the taming of the Wild Lands. The eventual, slow eradication of the Uridimm and all others who came in the Empire's way.

The Alphas gave Bryan a tour of the village, and he saw the vibrancy and life it had during sunlit hours. He watched Betas harvest fruits and vegetables from a garden of plants that used the forest trees’ trellises. Little packs of wolf pups stomped and rolled around in the dust as elder Alphas kept an eye on them. Bryan met warriors who'd defended the village and fought the Xyletians. None resented him. They paid him the same respect they did Gan, Nugai and Munok.

He didn't want to return to New Pixia to be Josef's slave. He realized that he wasn't willing to endure that man's abuse for anything, nor was he going to raise a child in New Pixia. And he certainly wasn't going to let Josef believe it was his own.

"I don't want to put the village in danger," he told Gan and the others. "Which is what I fear could happen if I reveal the truth. But I can't hide this forever."

"We don't expect you to," Gan said. "You have our strength behind you. All of us. Every Uridimm."

Bryan shook his head. "I'm incredibly grateful, but I honestly don't understand why. Why would your people be willing to support me at the risk of their own lives? They don't even know who I am."

"Everyone here knows who you are," Nugai said. "And they have known for a long time. You're Xyletian--but now you're also Uridimm. You're our Omega and our child grows within you. He is the future of all of us. The child of a shaman with the strength of an Alpha-Omega bond. This is why they would defend you. Your importance to us cannot be overstated."

Warmth spread through Bryan's body, and it tingled through every nerve and sent tears to his eyes. It was a feeling of security, love and hope he'd never known before.

He stayed in the village for another day, where he watched his Alphas work and learned more about the ways of the Uridimm. They were a peaceful people, and though they were without much of the technology Bryan was used to, they were by no means barbaric or primitive. They were masters at crafting things from wood and other forest materials, and even if they no longer built the spectacular structures that made up the village before the Xyletians came, Bryan could see the evidence for their skill in the other ornate household objects they created. In the Alphas’ den there was a series of beautiful boxes and wooden jars that he hadn't seen during his nighttime visits all lined up on a table carved from a large piece of solid wood.

Gan presented one of the boxes to him, and from it, Bryan lifted a shimmering necklace made from beads of polished amber.

"This signifies your place among us," Nugai explained. "Only the shamans and their mate may wear these colored necklaces."

"Put it on," Munok urged.

When Bryan slipped the necklace over his head and felt the cool weight of the stones against his neck, he felt his heart ascending as strength and pride filled him. Gan nodded approvingly. A small smile pulled on Nugai's thin lips. Munok crossed his arms over his chest and grinned.

"I like what I see," Munok said.

Bryan looked down at himself, rolling the shimmering amber between his fingers. "Really? What do you see?"

"An Omega fulfilling his destiny."

Nugai produced a finely woven robe of dark red fabric crisscrossed with intricate pattern-work, and slid it over Bryan's shoulders.

"And now you look like an Uridimm," Gan said proudly.