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Forever the One

Summary: When Omega Dan is of age, he is told by his father that he will be sold off to find an Alpha mate. Cue, Alpha Phil. Alpha Phil is in desperate need for a mate, and although Phil is only a few years older than Dan, he holds a reasoning behind why he needs a mate so quickly. When secrets are revealed that give up why Phil needed a mate, this story may not have a happy ending. 

Chaptered Work: This is chapter 15 of 16. 

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,102

Authors Note: This is the shortest chapter of this short series but there wasn’t much I felt like I needed to write because the next chapter is the epilogue. But here is this chapter anyway! I hope you enjoy it! Happy reading! :) 

*Masterlist*

Phil was released from the hospital after a month of being there. In that first month, it was so hard for me because I was completely alone trying to raise Little Phil. 

Why was I completely alone? 

Because Alpha Lester and Omega Lester moved out of their own house and gave Phil and I it so we could be an official family. Which meant that I was completely alone trying to raise a little newborn with absolutely no experience on what the hell to do. 

I was stressed beyond belief and I cried all the time. 

But when I got told that Phil would be coming home, I was never so happy. 

I picked up Phil from the hospital with Omega Lester and we brought him home. He didn’t talk much but I could see the relief on his face to no longer be in that white walled hospital. 

Once home, I felt ashamed that he would have to come into an unkempt house that looked absolutely destroyed. I had baby items everywhere! I had bottles thrown in the sink that needing washing and sterilizing and then I had dirty clothing thrown in just piles because I hadn’t had time to pick it up. 

When trying to explain it to Phil, he just stopped me and hugged me gently which made me break down into tears and cry over how he was here to help me now. I was never so excited for something in my life. 

With Phil now home, and still recovering, he helped quite a bit with little Phil. He fed him while I washed and tidied everything. When I needed to go and pick up more items, he stayed back so I could go. It really made everything helpful. 

And within a few days, we had settled into a great routine together. Little Phil was now seven weeks old and he was learning how to roll onto his tummy. He was so strong and energetic already and it made me so incredibly happy to see. At his six week appointment, Phil and I had him tested and he showed absolutely no signs of carrying the same disease Phil had which meant he was going to be perfectly healthy. It was also at this appointment that we learned he was showing signs of being an Alpha, which of course made Phil excited. 

Me, on the other hand, was not looking forward to having two Alpha males in the house but what could you do honestly? I loved them both the same regardless of what they were. 

I was currently sat with Little Phil between my legs on the floor of our living room as Phil went to college for the day. He recovered well and even though he had to take it easy, he settled back into the normal routine of college and I was happy for him. He was still bettering himself and he didn’t have to. 

Little Phil was particularly happy today, playing with his toys and holding his head up strongly. Alpha’s always grew a little bit more than Omega’s and at a faster rate so his skills were faster than most newborns. 

I held him with my hand flat against his stomach as he grabbed for a fish plushy that Phil’s mother had gotten him. I helped him grab it and he giggled and smiled at it before letting it drop and leaning back in to me. 

This meant he was getting tired now. So I picked him up and held him in my arms and rocked him, letting him fall asleep. I turned my head and kissed the side of his own, loving the smell he was omitting. 

My little boy was so precious and perfect. 

Phil found us both asleep on the floor when he came home from college. I know this because he took a photo of us and when I woke up, he showed me it. I quickly fed little Phil before changing his diaper and bringing him back into the living room with us where Phil told me how great he was feeling. 

The doctor recommended that he begin light exercise to work and strength his lungs, so Phil and I had agreed to start going on walks together around the area. Most of the neighbors knew that I lived here with Phil and that we had a family so most didn’t pay any mind. In fact, a few even dropped over so food for me when they saw I was home alone and struggling. 

But all in all, I was just so happy that everything worked well for Phil. He was taking pills in case of rejection but his body was showing no signs of rejecting the new set of lungs. Phil was also on medication to control he ruts until he was healthier, which was okay with me because I went back on my heat suppressants for the exact same reasoning. 

It was amazing that we were a family finally. It was hard to even fathom. I went from being an Omega living with their parents, to coming of age and being sold off to be Phil’s, to mating and bonding with Phil, and now I have given birth to a wonderful little boy. 

My life may not have looked okay at the beginning, but it certainly does now. And of course, I don’t know what the future is gonna hold for Phil and I, but I’m extremely gland that I can spend the rest of my future with him by my side. And that I get to fall asleep with him next to me every night, and wake up next to him every morning. 

Life has blessed me in more ways that I can even explain but that’s what makes life so amazing. Life is just so unpredictable but yet, it’s also given me the best things in the world. 

Looking at Phil who was sat next to me on the couch and holding Little Phil, I suddenly said, “Thank you.” 

He furrowed his brows and stared at me, “For what?” He asked curiously. 

“For making my life the best that it could have ever been,” I said tearing up, “For giving me you as such an amazing mate and giving us this little soul that you’re holding and that brightens our lives.” 

He smiled at me and leaned over to kiss me, “You don’t need to thank me for any of that,” he said, “I should be thanking you.” 

I smirked and leaned in to kiss him again, “I love you, my Alpha.” 

“And I love you, my Omega.”

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Forever the One

Summary: When Omega Dan is of age, he is told by his father that he will be sold off to find an Alpha mate. Cue, Alpha Phil. Alpha Phil is in desperate need for a mate, and although Phil is only a few years older than Dan, he holds a reasoning behind why he needs a mate so quickly. When secrets are revealed that give up why Phil needed a mate, this story may not have a happy ending. 

Chaptered Work: This is chapter 14 of 16. 

Warnings: None!

Word Count: 1,823

Authors Note: We’re so close to the end guys! Be hyped that I actually finished the story and didn’t leave you all hanging like I tend to do. This is a cute chapter because you meet a very special person! Also, I’m going to be participating in the Phandom Big Bang, so please wish me luck! Happy reading! :) 

*Masterlist*

Isn’t is crazy how life works? 

How one minute, you are being told that the love of your life has been given a second chance at life? That a pair of lungs had come in that matched Phil’s and that everything was great again in life. 

And then the next minute, you’re sat in a delivery room as contractions hit you that you didn’t even realize were there and you’re crying and screaming because the pain is unbearable? 

Yeah, life is crazy sometimes. 

Omega Lester was sat beside me, her hand grasping mine tightly as I tried my best to ignore the contractions. The doctors told me that I had been in labor for most of the day, but yet I didn’t even realize that I had been. Had I been so caught up in Phil that I didn’t even feel the tell tale signs of my baby arriving? 

I guess not. 

The doctor told me that I could deliver naturally, and that I could start pushing now. But then they told me I was too young and that my hips hadn’t taken form yet, which meant they couldn’t move the way they were supposed to for birth. 

So I’m stuck getting a C-section. 

I guess it’s weird knowing that I’m going into surgery at the same time as Phil, and for two completely opposite reasonings. 

But the feeling of knowing that Phil was gong to see our little boy born made my heart skip a beat. He was going to meet our little baby and I couldn’t believe it. Unknowingly, I was crying now from that thought. The nurses immediately thought something was wrong but when I shook my head and told them it was happy tears, they all just smiled. 

I got word that Phil’s surgery had started at about the same time that I was being prepped for my delivery. They told me that I would be awake from the whole procedure, I was just being really dazed. 

So, when they wheeled me away to the operating room, and set me on the bed, I wasn’t prepared for them to immediately inject my IV with the fluids to make me dazed. And not long after, I could hear the movement of all of the people around me. 

Omega Lester came in with me, even though I wished that Phil could have been in here instead. But I knew that just a floor away, Phil was getting life saving surgery and that made me incredibly happy. 

It wasn’t long, maybe only fifteen minutes when I looked at the clock on the white wall, when I heard a crying that sounded far away. I furrowed my brows and scrunched my face because it sounded so distant and I didn’t know what to make of it. 

In just mere moments, I saw a blue blanket being passed towards me and I turned my head to see what it was, my brain not putting two and two together on what it was. Omega Lester lowered the blanket down until I saw my little boy. He had dark brown hair that covered his head and his eyes were shut. He had a pout on his lips and his face was scrunched. I smiled happily before hearing the nurses ask for him back so they could clean him up better. 

And that was it.   

That was when my life changed forever for the better in so many ways. 

I sat there with him in my arms, not getting enough of him as he slept so peacefully, unaware of the chaos that was circling around him. The doctors told me that he was the most precious baby that they seen in a while and I didn’t know what to say about that. 

But they weren’t wrong. 

He’s only opened his eyes once since he’s been in the world and they were bright blue. I know that I was told that all babies eyes are blue until the pigment forms but I had a feeling his were gonna stay blue. They let me feed him once, he didn’t eat a lot, but it was so nice to have that feeling of doing it. Omega Lester helped me a lot in the first few hours of my babies arrival. 

I also still haven’t decided on a name for him yet. Phil and I were supposed to decide it but when Phil took the turn for the worse, we pushed that to the back burner and made sure Phil was okay first. 

Speaking of which, Phil got out of surgery about an hour ago and was still in recovery. They said he would be in and out of sleep for the next twelve hours and when he was awake, he’d be disoriented. So I wasn’t able to show him our baby just yet. 

Omega Lester was still sat with me while Alpha Lester sat in Phil’s room, waiting for him to come back in. I knew he was gonna be hooked on many tubes for the first little bit but just knowing he was going to be better was something that made me really excited regardless. 

I was knocked out of my thoughts by the sound of a little grunt from in my arms and some wiggling. I looked down and saw Baby Lester was awake, “Daddy needs to think of a name for you,” I said rocking him, “Or else you’re just gonna be Baby Lester forever,” I added with a chuckle. 

I continued to stare at him before a name struck my head and I smiled down at him, “How would you like to be named after your other daddy?” I asked him as if he could answer me back, “Your other daddy is gonna be so excited to see. I bet he’ll be even more excited to share a name with you.” 

As if just on time, the nurse came in to check our vitals again. She was looking over the babies certificate and she looked up at me, “Any names yet?” 

I nodded and smiled at her, “Philip Michael Lester II,” I said, “Named after his daddy who is recovering right now,” I brushed my fingers over, “And I’m gonna call him Little Phil for short.” 

I smiled down at little Phil and saw he was fast asleep again and his head was cocked to  the side. His hat was sliding off and so I moved it back onto his hand with a chuckle. I had so much love for him already. 

And this was only the first day. 

I was discharged from the hospital after two days, but Phil was still recovering. In fact, he didn’t even know that I had Little Phil yet. He just assumed I was back home resting because of it being the end of my pregnancy. 

They removed a few different tubes yesterday, or so I was told. And today, he was slowly breathing on his own. It was going to take a few days but he was making miraculous improvement. 

Today was the day I was gonna show him Little Phil. I’ve been home with him for a day now, everything going smoothly for the most part other than the fact that I already had an experience with him peeing while I was trying to change his diaper. But I knew that was coming. 

I was tired because he hardly slept last night and so I had to move him to the bed with me to co-sleep for the night but then I was terrified of rolling over on him so I spent most of my night watching him sleep. 

I arrived to the hospital with Omega Lester and Little Phil in his carrier. I put him in an outfit that was gifted to us that had little dinosaurs on it. He was asleep in his carseat but he was being a good boy for me and that’s all that mattered. 

When I walked in to the hospital room, Phil was getting breathing instructions from the doctor who was feeling his back to make sure his lungs were expanding properly. They must have been because the doctor looked satisfied and smiled at Phil before letting Phil lay back. The doctor was busy giving Phil instructions when I slowly shut the door disrupting them a little. 

The doctor turned to me and smiled before patting Phil on the back and going to leave the room. That was when Phil turned to me and noticed that I was holding the carrier in my left hand and a diaper bag on my right shoulder. 

He looked confused until I walked closer and sat down the carrier on the chair, carefully lifting out Little Phil. I turned to Phil and smiled at him, “Little Phil made his arrival early three days ago,” I said adjusting his hat, “He weighed nearly eight pounds and was twenty inches long. And he’s so perfect.” 

Phil looked up at me before letting out a harsh sob and beginning to cry. I began to cry myself as he opened his arms and I gently place Little Phil in them. Little Phil looked at him before shutting his eyes and beginning to sleep again. 

“Dan, he’s so beautiful,” Phil answered in a hoarse voice, “I never thought I’d ever see him.” 

“Yeah,” I said sitting on the edge of the bed next to him, “We didn’t think we’d ever get to see you either,” I bit my lip, “He was born while you were getting surgery. My water broke after I was told you can get the transplant.” 

Phil looked up at me in disbelief, “Oh, Dan, I wished I was there to see him come into the world,” he said now moving his hands over Little Phil’s tummy. 

I smiled at him with blurry eyes, “I wished you were there too, but you can see him now. And hold him. He’s been waiting to see his daddy.” “What did you name him?” Phil asked looking up at me. 

“Philip Michael Lester II,” I said placing my hand over Phil’s. 

Phil began to cry more and I felt more tears come to my eyes and I laid down on the bed next to him and rested my head gently against him, careful not to hurt him, “I love him so much.” 

I looked up at Phil and nodded at his words, “Me too. I love him just as much as I love you.” 

He looked over at me and smiled, “I love you too.” 

I leaned in and pressed a light kiss against his lips before pulling back and resting against the bed, letting Phil hold his son. 

The emotions in the room were clearly apparent. 

“I can’t to spend the rest of my life with you guys.” 

I looked at him and smiled, “I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you too.”

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Forever the One

Summary: When Omega Dan is of age, he is told by his father that he will be sold off to find an Alpha mate. Cue, Alpha Phil. Alpha Phil is in desperate need for a mate, and although Phil is only a few years older than Dan, he holds a reasoning behind why he needs a mate so quickly. When secrets are revealed that give up why Phil needed a mate, this story may not have a happy ending. 

Chaptered Work: This is chapter 16 of 16. 

Warnings: None!

Word Count: 1,005

Authors Note: The ending is finally here everyone! I really wanted to think all of those that have stuck along the way and giving me the persistence to continue this story! So often I leave stories unfinished because I do not have the motivation but every one of you guys has made it so I finished this story! I thank you all and hope you continue to always support me! Much love -Lexi

***Popping in for a small poll: so, contrary to bunch of other people, I loved the book and show 13 Reason’s Why because what happened to Hannah is almost exactly what happened to my best friend and I don’t want people to see the show as ridiculous or a mess because it’s really not. My point being that I would like to write a fic as a 13 Reason’s Why AU but if I’m going to get tons of shit for it, I’m not going to put my time or effort into it. Because why would I write something just to get people to hate it? and potentially hate me for writing it? It’ll also be based more off from the book, but with the same tapes as the show. I just want to know your guys opinions on this subject. Thank you!***

*Masterlist*

Two Years Later The sound of yelling from outside in the lawn made me groan as I patted my hands dry on a towel in the kitchen and abandoned my cooking to see what Phil and Little Phil were up to. 

Little Phil has grown like a weed. He learned to walk fast and even know he's forming words that most two year olds just cannot form. He’s smart as hell and he makes Phil and I just so happy. 

Speaking of Phil, he’s doing amazingly well. He recovered completely and the doctor told us that if you didn’t know he had a lung transplant, you wouldn’t know it. Because he is doing that well. 

He exercises regularly like the doctor told him that he needs to. He keeps his body in shape and for a short while, I even did the same. That was until Little Phil became more and more of ours lives and keeping up a healthy life style was hard with a toddler. 

And right now, Phil is playing with the little guy outside on this beautiful summer day. Phil, having graduated from college the year before was now making his living as an editor for a newspaper in the center of town. I was just a stay at home dad but I was totally okay with that. 

Looking at how Phil was acting with our little boy made me the happiest person alive because I knew he was the perfect choice for a mate and for a father. Little Phil looked up to his dad so much already and you could tell. He was Phil’s little prodigy for sure. 

As for me, I haven't been doing much in these last two years besides try and keep our family to not be dysfunctional. That’s harder than it appears apparently when you have two kids living at home. 

But I loved them both with every fiber of my being. 

And I wouldn’t trade them for the world. 

We have Little Phil tested every six months for the disease and so far, he shows no signs of it and we’re hoping it stays that way considering that Phil told me he started experiencing issues with his lungs at the age of 18 months. 

So, we’re keeping our fingers crossed. 

Alpha and Omega Lester visit all the time to see our their little grandson. Every day they come I can see more and more love in their eyes for him. Mostly because he’s a spitting image of Phil. Everything he does and all of his features are just like Phil. It’s quite amazing. 

But I have another secret that I haven’t told Phil yet. 

Phil went off from his suppressants about two months ago and I went off mine the same time. Last week, I had my heat which also triggered his rut, and the small bump that was now forming under my shirt was showing how successful both of our bodies were. 

The next day, I took a trip to the same doctor that delivered Little Phil and he asked me if my mate knew yet. When I told him no, he gave me a completely friendly pill that masked the scent of my pregnancy for as long as I’d like. I stop taking them when I want to tell Phil, and I’ve already got a cute way to do so. 

You see, Phil has found a love of video games recently and Little Phil loves watching his papa play them. So I’m going to take the four controllers for Phil’s gaming system, label one Phil, one Dan, and One Little Phil, and then label the last one, Player four coming soon. I’m also going to include a photo of the ultrasound. 

Honestly, I didn’t come up with the idea. I looked up cute pregnancy announcements on line and this one came up and I thought it fit Phil. 

And this time around, I can tell it’s a little girl. Which makes me super excited. 

I stared into the backyard and saw the Phil as laying on his back on the grass, Little Phil climbing over him. He said something to Phil before Phil leaned up and kissed his head and hugged him tightly. Little Phil giggled. 

The whole sight made my heart melt and I couldn’t help but smile at the moment. 

I walked further into the grass and tugged my shirt further down my abdomen, “Are you guys having fun?” I asked and they both nodded with a smile, “Dinners almost ready so how about you both come inside and wash up,” I said looking at the first that was donning Little Phil’s hands. 

Little Phil got up and I bent down and picked him up, kissing the side of his before carrying him inside, Phil following behind us. I took Little Phil to the kitchen sink and washed his hands with soup as Phil watched over my shoulder. I could feel the love pouring from him over my shoulder. 

I turned and kissed Phil gently before turning the water off and letting Little Phil down on the floor. He waddled off into the living room where he sat down and played with some toys, “How loves the outdoors,” Phil said with a chuckle, “Almost makes me wonder if he’s even our child.” 

I smiled and laughed before turning the stove back on and continuing my cooking that was nearly done, “Yeah, but he’s definitely ours and I love him so much.” 

Phil wrapped his arms around me and I gasped before realizing into his touch, “Mmm, I love you so much too,” Phil said, kissing the back of my neck. 

“I love you too,” I said back. 

And just like this, everything in my life was going to be okay. I was happy and hopeful the future and I was excited to see everything that was going to happen between us. 

Even if it didn’t look like my story was gonna get a happy ending, it certainly turned into one.

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Forever the One

Summary: When Omega Dan is of age, he is told by his father that he will be sold off to find an Alpha mate. Cue, Alpha Phil. Alpha Phil is in desperate need for a mate, and although Phil is only a few years older than Dan, he holds a reasoning behind why he needs a mate so quickly. When secrets are revealed that give up why Phil needed a mate, this story may not have a happy ending.

Chaptered Work: This is chapter 13 of 16. 

Warnings: Mentions of blood and death. Sadness over all. 

Word Count: 1,617

Authors Note: This chapter is kind of dark but it’s the only chapter that is like this. I promise. I didn’t want to dwell on this whole sadness and death thing and just get on with the happy ending. Because I don’t liking reading fics that last on the dark part forever so this one is just this chapter. Hope you enjoy it nevertheless. It does have a good ending! 

*Masterlist*

Phil and I both couldn’t ignore that he was coughing blood. And as the days went by, that same thing kept happening more and more frequently. 

When he went to the doctor, the doctor shook his head and didn’t say much other than and ‘I’m sorry’ which made us both realize that the worst was coming and there wasn’t much we could do about it anymore. 

We have been ignoring and trying to forget about the situation for so long that now that it’s becoming serious, we don’t know how to handle it. 

The rest of my pregnancy went by smoothly, so much so that when I reached my last month of pregnancy, I didn’t even realize that much time has passed. Little baby Lester has been kicking up a storm and it makes me so happy and giddy to feel his little feet kicking me in places I didn’t know he could. 

But Phil got worse. He began losing weight, he got to the point where he couldn’t breathe at all without oxygen, and his coughing up blood became more and more frequent. 

So when Phil became admitted to the hospital, my mind instantly thought of the worst. He just looked so frail and lifeless and I couldn’t stand to see him. 

The love of my life was deteriorating before my very eyes and I couldn’t even do anything to stop it. As I grew and was preparing to birth a life, Phil was losing his. 

The first week in the hospital was the best, because Phil hadn’t quite reached the point of complete hopelessness yet. But by the second week, he was beginning to take a complete turn for the worse. 

My pregnancy was nearly over, and my stress was already through the roof. Omega Lester kept insisting that I see a doctor because of my stress levels not being okay during this time and potentially harming my pregnancy. But I was scared to leave Phil’s side. He was my everything and I didn't want to lose him. 

At night, I slept in the hospital bed next to him, and during the day, I didn't leave his side. We talked about our future a lot. I kept making sure that he kept a positive outlook because I didn’t want him to have a negative one. 

But that still didn’t deter away from the fact that Phil was dying and we couldn’t stop the hands of death. Everything was beyond our control anymore. 

A week before my predicted due date, I make a rash decision. With the help of Omega Lester, I found a doctor that could do an ultrasound for me. And not just a normal ultrasound, but a 3-D one so Phil could see our little boy. 

The day of the appointment, Phil was feeling the best he had in a while. He was sitting up in bed and carrying on normal conversations. He was confused when I told him that I had to suddenly leave but he didn’t question it. 

I gave him a kiss before leaving, letting him feel our little boy kick a few times before I headed off and down to another floor of the hospital. Omega Lester met me at the doctors office when I signed in. 

I got quite a few stares when I walked to sit down, my back hurting and my feet swelling at an alarming rate now. I got even more stares when they called my name and I walked back to have the appointment done. 

The doctor did some standard checks and determined that my baby was completely healthy. His heart beat was directly on point and by the showing of the scan, our baby was measuring at a healthy weight and length. Then the doctor did the 3-D scan and I loved seeing our little baby. 

I couldn’t make out too many features with him but it was enough to make me satisfied. They printed me out copies of the photos and put them in an envelope. I took the envelope with me when I went back to Phil’s room. 

My belly was still sticky from the goo that they had to use so my discomfort was apparent. Phil pointed it out when he noticed me fiddling with my shirt quite a few times. 

I sat down on his bed as he moved over and allowed me room. Opening the envelope, I pulled out the photos and handed them to Phil, “Baby Lester wanted you to see him,” I said with a smile. 

Phil grabbed the photos and I watched as tears brimmed his eyes and flooded down his cheeks. He quickly wiped them away before looking back down at the photo. The 3-D photo showed his little eyes and cheeks and his lips that were pursed. He looked so handsome already and he’s not even born. 

“That’s our baby,” he said smiling at me. 

I nodded and pointed to my belly, “That’s our little baby in here,” I said. 

Phil immediately pulled me into a hug, crushing me against his chest. I felt him cry against my hair and I allowed for myself to cry to. 

Because we both knew that his chances of surviving until our baby due is getting less and less everyday. 

I ended up falling asleep curled on to Phil’s chest, trying my best to ignore the heartbreak that plagued my entire body. 

Four days. That’s how long I have until our baby Lester is due. 

But those four days aren’t soon enough. 

The first day that Phil began to talk about death was the hardest. He began when we were sitting in his hospital room, him a wheelchair away from the bed and me in the only other seat beside him. He told me how he wasn’t scared of dying anymore. And even though he was finding closure in death, I was not. 

He didn’t get to see me cry over him every night. He didn’t feel my heart breaking more and more every day at the thought of losing him. 

He didn’t hear me sobbing when I knew that he wasn’t going to see our baby be born. 

When he mentioned death, I just grabbed his hand and didn’t let go as we both cried. It was something we both knew was happening soon, but we didn’t quite want to accept it. Even if he says he has. 

He’s been sleeping a lot more. I noticed that right away. He went from being vibrant to hardly keeping his eyes open. The nurses keep checking on him every couple of hours and I can tell by the way their eyes read that his time is nearing the end. 

Between his sleeping, Phil told me something else that I cannot get out of my head. He told me to I was going to be amazing father to our son. I smiled at his words until I realized that he was speaking in future tense. He was speaking in the context that he wasn’t going to see me raise our child. 

And that hurt. 

That physically felt like a punch in the gut. 

When Phil began to sleep more, and was asleep more than awake, I finally decided that we would have to begin saying our goodbyes. I didn’t want to but I knew what was coming. My mating gland ached at the feeling of losing him more and more every day. 

So much so that I have this terrible heart breaking feeling that today is our last day together. 

When I woke up beside him this morning, the feeling hit me over the head like a chair. I just got this horrible sinking feeling in my stomach that something was going to happen. 

It was middle of the day when I got that feeling again. Phil and I were talking when his words suddenly dipped off and he scrunched his face, “I’m feeling tired,” he breathed out, his voice hoarse. 

I immediately panicked and shook his arms, “No,” I belted out, “No, Phil, look at me, please!” I pleaded trying to shake him awake, “Don’t fall asleep, please!” 

Tears rushed down my face as I watched his face relax and sleep over take him. I fell into his chest and sobbed hysterically, afraid that he was never going to wake up and I wasn’t going to see him again. 

I was still sobbing when the door to the room opened. I looked up, wiping my face to to see the doctor, Alpha Lester, and Omega Lester, all standing in the doorway. 

The doctor look between me and Phil before saying, “We found a transplant. Phil will be prepped for surgery.” 

I covered my mouth so I didn’t scream out as I immediately jumped off from the bed. I was ready to go over and hug the doctor, out of sheer happiness, when I felt a gush of water leave my body from somewhere I could not tell. I looked down and felt the immediate pain in my stomach as my knees buckled, “My water just broke!” I cried out, reaching for anything to grab on to. 

Omega Lester ran over to me and grabbed ahold of him, “Well,” I heard the doctor say as I was being escorted to the wheelchair to be wheeled away, “Looks like we’ll have another life with us soon. I’m sure Phil will be happy to hear that he’ll get to see his son.” 

As I watched nurses come in to the room and prep Phil, I was wheeled away where the sudden pain of labor was now overtaking me. 

Well, looks like my life is full of miracles today.

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[paradisobound]

Forever the One

Summary: When Omega Dan is of age, he is told by his father that he will be sold off to find an Alpha mate. Cue, Alpha Phil. Alpha Phil is in desperate need for a mate, and although Phil is only a few years older than Dan, he holds a reasoning behind why he needs a mate so quickly. When secrets are revealed that give up why Phil needed a mate, this story may not have a happy ending. 

Chaptered Work: This is chapter 11 of 16. 

Warnings: Mentions of death and sadness. 

Word Count: 1,279

Authors Note: This was the only chapter that I didn’t have a plan for and I contemplated using smut to fill it but then I didn’t because this has turned really serious and I don’t want to use smut in something like this. I feel like it would be extremely inappropriate and it wouldn’t work. So this is a filler chapter, but I’m hoping it’s still as good as they others and the rest that as coming out soon. 

*Masterlist*

The next few days around the house were a blur to me. I found myself clinging to Phil and whenever he had to leave, I’d cry for hours. I don’t know if that was from a mix of hormones or something else, but I was, for lack of better terms, a mess. 

Omega Lester spotted something was wrong within less then 24 hours of Phil telling me what has been going on since I’ve arrived. She spotted me sitting on the couch, fiddling with the hem of my shirt for no apparent reasoning. When she walked over, she touched my shoulder with her finger and I jumped, looking at her. 

“How are you doing, sweetie?” She asked, rubbing my shoulder now. Phil had told me that his parent’s knew he had told me the information. He wanted them to be there for me now and later on. 

I shrugged, “As best as I can.” 

She sighed and suddenly pulled me into an embrace. I snuggled in to her before she let up and I sat back up on the couch, “We’re here for you, okay?” she said with a motherly tone, “Don’t ever forget that.” 

I nodded and forced a smile at her. She got up and left the room without another word. And when I knew she was gone, I covered my stomach with my arms and burst into silent tears as I thought over all of the information again. My heart had never hurt this badly. 

I spent the remainder of the day waiting for Phil to come home, and when he did, we laid down together and discussed our little baby. I know that our baby was newly conceived, but I loved talking about them now. 

And that’s how we spent the last few days.

It is now four days since Phil has told me he is dying, and I’m finding it harder and harder to process the information. Every day it gets harder to look at Phil, because all I see is someone who is already gone. 

My whole body is upset, and because of this, my mating gland hasn’t begun healing yet. My distress is keeping it from healing and that’s not okay because I need it to heal. I need the bond to completely form so I can hold on to Phil forever. 

I’m currently lying in our bed, staring up at his ceiling and looking over the raised bumps that littered it. With a sigh, I turned and laid on my side, curling up under our covers. 

Phil had another episode a few hours ago, one where he couldn’t breathe again. And it wasn’t even like we were doing anything that required him to use more of his lungs. We were playing a video game, not even an intense one, when he coughed once. I looked at him and furrowed my brows, ready to ask if he was okay when he suddenly coughs again and reaches for a tissue. 

There was blood in the tissue. He gasped, and when he gasped, he began to choke and I could hear his breathing shallow rapidly. He got up, barely, and tried to exit the room again when his feet gave out and he couldn’t. I grabbed him, hoisting him up before rushing to the closet and setting him on the ground. I handed him the tube to his oxygen and he put on the nasal cannula before taking a few breaths and his breathing corrected itself. 

I was crying by this point, completely and utterly wrecked. We stared at each other until he was able to breathe correctly. When he took a few of his own breaths, he looked at me with a serious gaze, “I may have to be on full oxygen soon.” 

His voice was broken and cracked. 

I nodded, “Please do whatever you need to,” I said, “I just want you to be okay.” 

He nodded and smiled at me. He reached up and placed a hand on my cheek and then another on my stomach, “I’m gonna be strong for you,” he said to me, “And I’m gonna be strong for our little boy.” 

I smiled at him before looking down, “How do you know it’s a boy?” 

Phil smiled back and shrugged, “Alpha’s can sense it.” 

“Well,” I said continuing to look at my stomach and now feeling the same sense he was talking about, “I can sense it’s a little boy too.” 

He leaned in and kissed me, his lips cold but mine warmed them up. He then told me that he was going to stay here for a while and talk to his father. He said he needed the oxygen right now. So I let him go and wandered back to the room where I presently am. 

I decided that now while I was alone, doing some research on Omega pregnancy wouldn’t be a bad thing. So I grabbed my phone and opened up the browser. I typed in ‘Omega Pregnancy’ and clicked on the first link. 

I was taken to a medical site that told all the information. Most of the information I already knew. Like how Omega pregnancies lasted for four months. And how I will begin showing after a month. I knew all of that. 

They talked about proper care for myself during this time. They recommended I use cocoa butter on my stomach because the rapid growth can cause permanent stretch marks. They next recommended that I go see an Omega based doctor, if there is one in my area. I knew that there wasn’t so I sadly skipped that step. Finally, they recommended that I begin planning now. 

I looked around the room and noticed how small it truly was. They couldn’t expect us to put a crib in here? Maybe they have an extra room I can turn in to a nursery. If not, I am not aware how this will even work. There just does not appear to be enough room for me, Phil, and a baby plus Phil’s parents. 

I exited off from the link when I heard footsteps appear at the door. I looked up and saw Phil walking in, he was rolling a portable oxygen tank behind him and he was slowly coming over to the bed. I smiled at him before he gently set the tank next to the side, and laid down beside me. 

“I’m going to wear this all the time,” He said referring to the oxygen, “I just can’t afford not to.” 

I nodded at him and tried to give a reassuring smile, “As long as you’re okay.” 

He leaned forward and kissed me. I kissed back before pulling away and snuggling to him, “I really do love you,” I said into his chest. 

“I know,” he answered back, “I love you too, so much.” 

Dan looked up into his blue eyes before swallowing hard and saying, “I want to have a proper bonding ceremony with you.” 

“Are you sure?” Phil asked with a shocked voice, “Even though I’m…”

“No, you’re not dying,” I said back sternly, “Please don’t say that you are.” 

“It’s the truth, Dan.” 

“Just let me have this time with you, okay?” I said back feeling tears rush forward, “Just let me spend as long with you as I can. I really want us to be properly bonded, and I really want it to happen soon.” 

“Then we will,” He said to me with a breathy voice, “We’ll be properly bonded.”  

“Soon,” I said begging him, “Please let it be soon.” 

He nodded, “It’ll be soon.” 

I smiled into his chest but the feeling of heartbreak still didn’t leave.

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[paradisobound]

Forever the One

Summary: When Omega Dan is of age, he is told by his father that he will be sold off to find an Alpha mate. Cue, Alpha Phil. Alpha Phil is in desperate need for a mate, and although Phil is only a few years older than Dan, he holds a reasoning behind why he needs a mate so quickly. When secrets are revealed that give up why Phil needed a mate, this story may not have a happy ending.

Chaptered Work: This is chapter 6 of 16.

Warnings: Very prominent mentions of not having control of your own body. 

Word Count: 1,562

Authors Note: Well, everyone, believe it or not because we’re beginning the climax of this story as of this chapter! Everything will start being pieced together and soon everything is going to fall beyond our control. And no one is gonna be ready. I warn you now. That being said, happy reading! :)

*Masterlist*

Phil and I had trouble being around each other for the remainder of the evening, and I knew it was partly because he knew that I heard them. He wasn't stupid by any means. 

That night, we still went to bed together, and that morning, we still woke up enveloped in each others arms. But it was just harder. Because I knew that something was going on and he wasn’t telling going to tell me. 

I was going to prod about the subject, but I knew that it didn’t do me any good, so it let it go. And soon, the subject was long forgotten as the day progressed. I am now sitting on Phil’s bed as he showered, looking through my book that he got me. I’m beginning to feel something deep with him. And I know that he feels it too. 

Our connection is definitely forming, and soon are bodies are going to want to bond. Which means that I may have to go off from my suppressants for a short while until my heat occurs so we can. 

I was flipping through my book still when Phil came back. He was fully dressed and his hair was hanging over his eyes slightly. He was wearing his glasses that he sometimes does and his shirt was baggy and his pajama pants were Christmas related. But honestly, I thought he looked so adorable and handsome. 

He crawled onto the bed and sat down beside me, “Are you still upset about yesterday?” He asked me. 

I looked up at him and shrugged, “I don’t know,” I sighed, “I mean, I’m upset because I know that there is something wrong and you are hiding it from me.”  

“It’s not like I want to,” he quickly stressed, “I want you to know.” 

“Then why won’t you tell me?” I asked annoyed, “I’m going to be your mate soon. We’re going to be bonded. And you’re telling me that you’re going to keep this secret from me?” 

Phil sighed and took me in his arms, “I wish you could understand that this is just as hard for me as this is for you.” 

I shook my head, “I don’t want us to hide secrets from each other anymore.” 

He suddenly pulled back a little and loosened his grip around me, “What do you mean?” He asked, “You’re hiding something from me?” 

I shrugged, “I don’t know if this is a secret or not, but I’m still on my suppressants.” 

He nodded, before looking down at me. I saw him eye my stomach again and I suddenly felt uncomfortable. I really wished that he was lay off from the baby talk but he doesn’t. And the sad part is that I have no say in it either. 

“I need you to stop them,” he said very seriously, “You need to stop taking them.” 

I suddenly pulled away from him and sat up straight, “Excuse me?” 

He shut his eyes tightly before opening them again, his Alpha dominance beginning to show, “Tomorrow morning, I want your suppressants gone and if I find you are still taking them, I’ll get rid of them myself.”

“Phil, do you not understand how much those pills help me?” I bellowed out, suddenly upset, “I need them.” 

He shook his head, “No, you don’t. We’re mated now and we’re supposed to be going through heats and ruts together.” 

“But Phil, that’s not the same.”   

He took a deep breath, “Dan, we’re not going to argue over this. You are to stop taking the suppressants immediately.” 

I ripped myself away from him and jumped off from the bed, rushing out of the room to the bathroom. Once there, I locked the door as I began to cry: sob is more like the word. 

It was at this time that I realized that I really am just an Omega. I don’t have any control over my body. Why should I have control over it when Phil can have it instead? 

I walked further in and looked at myself in the mirror, tears blurring my vision. I was tall, and maybe a lanky. But I was well built. I had a little bit of a stomach, but nothing noticeable. My body was certainly well enough to carry and infant, but I didn’t want to yet. 

I lifted my shirt and looked over my body, placing my hands flat against my stomach. If Phil gets his way—which he will because I have to obey his wishes—I’ll be having a baby in here soon. A little clone of myself and of Phil that I will have to raise. A little baby that will call me their daddy. 

I am so young though. Only sixteen. I’ll literally be a baby having a baby. And yeah, this isn’t uncommon for Alpha and Omega partnerships to reproduce quickly, but I didn’t want to be one of them that did. I’d see young mates walking down the street with the Omega carrying their kids all the time. But like I mentioned, I didn’t want that to be me. 

A knocking on the door brought my thoughts away from me. I quickly sniffled and wiped my tears before opening the door. Phil was standing just outside it and staring at me with red rimmed eyes. He invited himself in without any words and just hugged me. 

“I wish I could tell you why this needs to happen so fast but it’s just so hard,” he cried to me, “I wish I could. I love you so much already, Dan!” 

I nodded into his shoulder as I cried harder myself before whispering, “I love you too.” 

And my words were genuine, they really were. 

I don’t know how long we stayed like that, but it was for a while. 

I excused myself from dinner early that evening, mostly because my stomach felt ill. 

The little I did eat ended up coming up in the upstairs bathroom. I don’t know why that occurred but my best guess was anxiety and stress. 

I was pale and lightheaded when I laid down on Phil’s bed, and cuddled under the covers. I was almost asleep when I felt the familiar vibrations of my phone. Not sure what I was expecting, I looked at the screen fuzzily before answering, “hello?” 

“Hi, my little Omega!” 

It was my father! I jumped up in bed and smiled brightly, suddenly awake, “Oh, father, I’m so happy to hear from you!” 

“How is everything with the Lester’s?” he asked and I couldn’t help but smile wider. 

“Oh, it’s going amazing! I’m so welcomed here and my Alpha is so nice. I really love it here.” 

“That’s great, Dan!” He said before suddenly changing the subject, “Do you have any babies in your womb yet?” 

I furrowed my brows, what an odd question, “No, I’m not off from my suppressants yet.” 

“You need to flush them,” he said sternly, “Get rid of them, right now.” “Father?” 

“Dan, trust me when I say this will be better for you.” 

“But I’m so confused. Aren't I young?” 

“Dan, do we I say and what your Alpha and Alpha Lester say.” 

“Okay…but…?”

“I need to go because we’re not supposed to have contact. I just needed to make sure you were being treated right. When you have a little baby in there, call us, okay? Your mother would love to know she was having a little grandbaby.” 

And then my father was gone just as soon as he had called. 

I sat confused on my bed, staring at the wall of Phil’s room blankly. What was that? 

I began to look around the room when my eyes spotted my little bag that I was still living out of, never taking my clothes from it just yet. It also held the bottle that everyone wanted me to get rid of so badly. 

I found my legs moving towards the bag without me actually wanting them to. I bent down and yanked the items out, making a mess on the floor of Phil’s room. When I heard the clanking of the pills in the bottle, I quickly pulled out the plastic case and looking over them. 

I felt a tear slip out of my eye and down my cheek as I carried them to the bathroom. I opened the door slowly before walking in and standing in front of the toilet. I slowly placed my hand on the white cap and heard the pop as the bottle opened. I looked over the pills one last time before choking out a sob and dumping them into the toilet. The splashing noise was overwhelming for my ears and without a second thought, I flushed them. 

I quickly slammed the lid down and sat on it as the threw the empty plastic bottle at the wall. I was still sobbing when I heard the door open a little. Phil was standing there, staring at me. 

I wanted to scream at him, and tell him how upset I was. How I wanted control over my body again. But I didn’t. Instead, I let him pull me up and walk me back to the room, where we laid on his bed as he whispered how proud he was of me. 

And how he didn’t want me to do it either.

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Forever the One

Summary: When Omega Dan is of age, he is told by his father that he will be sold off to find an Alpha mate. Cue, Alpha Phil. Alpha Phil is in desperate need for a mate, and although Phil is only a few years older than Dan, he holds a reasoning behind why he needs a mate so quickly. When secrets are revealed that give up why Phil needed a mate, this story may not have a happy ending.

Chaptered Work: This is chapter 12 of 16. 

Warnings: Mentions of blood and health issues. 

Word Count: 1,802

Authors Note: So, we’re almost to the end of the story and I can’t really fathom it. I know that this isn’t the longest work out there but you guys don’t even understand how hard it is for me to finish something I start. Like, i can’t do it often. Anyways, enough rambling, happy reading! :) 

*Masterlist*

As the days started moving faster by, the symptoms of my pregnancy increased quickly. By day five after mating and sensing my pregnancy, I could hardly keep any food down. It started as morning sickness on day three and progressively got worse. I kept feeling bad, knowing that Phil’s family could sometimes hear me as I lost whatever I tried to eat. But I couldn’t help it. 

By day six, I was craving salt. I know that salt seems like such a weird thing to crave, but I wanted it so badly. I found myself adding salt to things that didn’t even need salt and then I found myself eating food that had high sodium levels. Phil tried helping me steer away from it but it was no use. I really liked my salt. 

By day ten, morning sickness wasn’t so bad. I felt nausea in the morning but by mid afternoon, it cleared. I felt my appetite to increase exponentially. I felt like I was eating anything and everything in sight. Phil even caught me eating his half eaten candy bar that he left on his nightstand just a few minutes before. I don’t know why I ate it, but all I remember is taking a bite and Phil yelling at me for eating his food. Not harsh yelling, but playful yelling that resorted in us both laughing. 

And soon, a month had gone by. My body had changed and taken shape into this beautiful pregnant entity. My skin literally glowed and my eyes filled with color. My mating gland healed almost miraculously, and my skin quite literally cleared. 

And I had a little bump. It wasn’t big but it was enough to make it so my jeans no longer fit. If I stood to the side, you can definitely tell it was there. But if I stood straight in front of you, you couldn’t tell. 

But I loved it so much. 

Phil did too. 

Phil went on full oxygen at the discretion of his doctor. His doctor told him point blank that his lungs were near failing. Neither Phil or I took that news very well. The doctor told us that lung A was functioning twenty five percent and lung B was functioning thirty percent. Which meant that his lungs weren’t functioning like they needed to be. 

But Phil was doing fine regardless. And we tried to not let the news affect us in anyway. 

Not when we were just about to announce my pregnancy to his family. 

Of course, Phil and I pretty much already knew that his family could put two and two together but we still wanted to announce it regardless. It just made it feel special to us that way. 

So, on a Sunday afternoon, after Omega Lester had fixed a nice meal for us for lunch, Phil sat down his family in the living room. I wore a specifically tighter shirt, not one of the baggy sweatshirts that I had been donning. As they sat down on the couch, they stared at us and Phil and I just couldn’t contain it anymore. 

“We’re having a baby!” Both exploded from our mouths before Alpha and Omega Lester stood up and gave us the warmest appreciation. 

I got a hug from Omega Lester first and then Alpha Lester came over and pat my shoulder. They both explained how happy they were that I was able to conceive after the first time. 

I smiled at that thought because it made me happy that I made my mate and his family happy. I put my hands on my belly, showing it off. It was just such a small cute bump, “We’re almost sure that it’s a boy,” I said rubbing over the taunt skin. 

Phil nodded, “I’ve been getting signals from him and I can sense that he’s a little boy.” 

Alpha Lester and Omega Lester both beamed in ways that I couldn’t even describe. Everything about this situation made me so happy. 

Almost immediately, Alpha Lester was on the phone calling all other family members to tell them the news. It felt like I was now a top story. Like, who knew having a baby could be such a huge deal for a family? 

Phil and I padded back up to his room to let his parent’s bask in the glow of everything. I laid on my back on the bed, looking down and admiring the way my stomach stuck out. I kept rubbing my hands over it, “This makes me happy,” I said looking down. 

Phil put his hands on top of my mine and smiled, “It makes me happy too.” 

The day following our announcement, Phil and I were home alone when we heard the door bell ring. The first time, it was his family bringing us gifts. The second time, it was his friends bringing gifts. And the third time, it was the delivery man bringing us packages. Phil and I couldn’t believe it. 

In the span of 24 hours, we had the nursery fully furnished and then some. And we also had all brand new clothes that made us extremely happy because it was less we had to worry about affording. 

Alpha Lester gave us a spare bedroom to make into the nursery so Phil and I got to work on that almost immediately. By the end of the week, we had the crib built, the changing table up, and the dresser all set up. We also had all of the clothing organized by size and we had the toys sorted. Everything was just perfect and we loved it. 

Later that evening, for the first time since I can remember, I went into town with Phil. We got a lot of stares, him rolling an oxygen tank and me being pregnant, but we didn’t care. We just looked out for each other. We got paint to paint the nursery, and then we bought some clothing that I could fit in to. Phil was the same size as me, which meant I couldn’t even wear his. And I was gaining weight fast. 

We ended the night with a dinner at a restaurant, something I had never done before. It was honestly the best thing to ever happen to me. I couldn’t help but get teary eyed over the thought that I might not get to do this again. 

I started to get a feeling of sadness knowing that Phil was slowly getting worse. I knew that our time together could be cut short at any moment and that was so worrisome to me. The only reassurance I had was that the doctor told Phil that they’ll do everything in their power to make it so he sees our baby be born. 

But that’s still three months away and a lot can happen in three months. A lot that we just can’t be prepared for unfortunately. 

Which is why, that night at the restaurant, we came up with the idea of having a bonding ceremony done. Similar to a wedding, a bonding ceremony is an official union between an Alpha and an Omega. They are performed by an Alpha priest and they don’t take more than a half an hour. 

It’s just a more legal way to say that you are joined with your Alpha. 

And that’s really all I wanted right now. I wanted us to be legally joined together. 

I wanted to become a Lester. 

On the walk home from our long day, Phil and I stopped at a place that had a sign where you could meet with a priest to discuss the bonding ceremony. We stopped and within an hour, had the date set for our bonding. 

Both of us couldn’t wait for the day. 

Which brings me to the present time. 

I’m currently standing in a park next to a lake where Phil is standing opposite of me. His family is there and my family as well. Phil is wearing a suit and looked incredibly handsome to me. 

I couldn’t find a suit to fit me, so I opted for a button down shirt and a pair of nice slacks that didn’t even buckle around my bump. 

The bonding ceremony began with a prayer for us and then led us to say our vows. Soon after the vows were said, we were told to fulfill our bond, which just simply meant that Phil had to bite my mating gland again and I had to bite his. 

The pain when he bit through my skin hurt slightly, but it wasn’t nearly as painful as the first time. Mostly because my body already knew my Alpha. When I bit his mating gland in return, I wasn’t expected a sweet taste to explode on my tongue. The bite was shallow but it did the job and then our bonding was complete. 

Staring at him, he leaned in with his hands pressed on my stomach and kissed me. I kissed back, tears washing over me for no reason other than being emotional and pregnant. When he pulled back and saw I was crying, he began to cry too which led us to both laugh it off. 

And the ceremony was done. 

Following the ceremony, there was a big get together and family dinner at the Lester house. I loved being referred to as the knew Omega Lester was being asked questions. Mostly were about our baby and when I was due to have him. I didn’t know so I just told them when he’s ready. 

Phil disappeared halfway through the ceremony, and I didn’t notice it right away. My father, Alpha Howell, was looking for Phil when he told me he couldn’t find him. I looked around the room for my mate and noticed that I couldn’t smell him anymore. 

Using my sense of smell, I sniffed around until I got a strong whiff of him coming from his bedroom. Opening the door, I slowly looked inside and saw Phil was bent over sitting on his bed. He was coughing and his eyes were watering. 

I rushed over to him and went to help him when I noticed he was coughing into a tissue. When he pulled the tissue back, blood coated the surface. His lips were stained red and he looked so exhausted. 

I rubbed his back until he calmed but when he did, his body was tired and he fell backwards on to the bed. He took deep breaths from his oxygen until he felt better. But that still didn’t make this any better. 

Looking between him and the blood tissue now staining his hand, I asked him, “How long have you been doing that?” 

He looked over at me, and right before his eyes shut to sleep, he whispered, “A few days.” 

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Forever the One

Summary: When Omega Dan is of age, he is told by his father that he will be sold off to find an Alpha mate. Cue, Alpha Phil. Alpha Phil is in desperate need for a mate, and although Phil is only a few years older than Dan, he holds a reasoning behind why he needs a mate so quickly. When secrets are revealed that give up why Phil needed a mate, this story may not have a happy ending.

Chaptered Work: This is chapter 4 of 16.

Warnings: None! But if anyone notices one, PLEASE message me and tell me so I can change this! 

Word Count: 1,680

Authors Note: This chapter is made to not only foreshadow, but begin to progress the story faster. I’m hoping this worked and I really begin making a great impression with this story. Soon enough, you’re not gonna know what hit you or where it came from! Anyways, happy reading! :) 

*Masterlist*

I was confused about Phil’s words. Why wasn’t I allowed to get attached to my mate? Phil was my mate and we were supposed to be bonded, “So, we’re not going to bond?” 

Phil shook his head at me, “We’re going to bond,” he said softly, “It’s just that I have reasonings on why you can’t be attached.” 

“But…” Phil shook his head again. 

I shut up and didn’t speak any more about the subject. 

The rest of the evening, well whatever remained of it, was spent by us being silent with one another. I don’t think it was meant to be awkward but it kind of was. Mostly because I kept thinking about what he told me. 

I was just so confused on why I couldn’t grow attached to him. I was already growing attached to him by the minute. 

My thinking ended up tiring me out. I don’t know why or how but I was soon curled up in Phil’s lap and sleeping with my head on his chest. As I was in the shallow pits of sleep, i noticed something odd about Phil’s breathing: it was faint and barely heard. 

But I was too far gone to register what that could mean. 

For the time that remained with Phil and I alone before his parent’s came back, we used our time wisely. And by wisely, I meant either cuddling on his couch, sharing sweet moments, and eating pizza. We didn’t do anything further than cuddle and I was getting okay with that. 

I liked how he was taking it slow. 

But at the same time, I really wanted to kiss him. But I knew that Omega’s weren’t in the place to ever do something like that. So every-time, I would just stare at Phil’s lips and wish I was kissing him. 

Sooner than I would have liked, Phil’s parents arrived back home, leaving Phil and I to act like we were closer than before. Which, wasn’t entirely a lie because we were closer, but was also kind of a bummer because I wished we would’ve went a tiny bit further when we were alone. 

And I know I probably just contradicted myself. 

But I’m terrified of getting my heat. I’m still taking my suppressants and I know that I should probably go off from them soon, but I was so scared of my heat. I haven't had one in so long that this one would probably be worse than any other. My body has been denied something it kept craving for so long that I doubt that I’d so through this one easy. 

Furthermore, it was going to be messy. 

Heats weren’t exactly clean. 

I will produce copious amounts of slick that will ruin and stain the sheets around me. My mind will not be able to process my thoughts and I will be completely ruined. I’ll need toys of all sorts to fulfill me if Phil isn’t there when my heat begins. 

And 9 out of 10 times, the Alpha’s rut will be triggered and that will make it worse. 

God, I’m so terrified of it. 

Phil was taking a nap in his room when I decided to head out and talk with his parent’s officially. I haven’t gotten a chance to since Phil came back because I’ve been spending all my time with him. 

They were both sitting in the living room, Alpha Lester with his laptop on his knees and Omega Lester with a magazine. They looked like such a typical couple and I really wanted that for Phil and I one day. 

They must of heard me approach because both looked up at the same time, “Dan!” Alpha Lester said happily, “Have a seat.” 

I smiled bashfully before having a seat on the couch across from them. I felt like I was being put on the spot but I didn’t have any other choice of seating. “Can I speak with you guys?” I asked carefully. 

Both stopped what they were doing and set down their distractions as they stared me down. I felt like their stares were cutting through me and I was feeling really uncomfortable. 

“I’ve just been wondering,” I began, “why did you choose me to be a mate for Phil?” 

Alpha Lester visibly relaxed and chuckled a little, “Well, I went and looked at all types of possible Omega’s, male and female, and none of them suited what I believed Phil would like. Your father put your ad out there and I showed Phil a photo of you and I noticed his face light up, even if he didn’t want it to. So I came and saw you in person and decided that you were completely right for him.” 

I smiled and blushed, “Wow,” I said speechless, “That’s amazing and I’m really glad that you chose me because I really enjoy being Phil’s mate,” he stopped, “But I’m a little concerned over Phil’s health.” 

Alpha Lester stared me down, “Phil is perfectly—”

“But listen,” I said more strongly than I would have liked, “The other night, while we were in his room, he was sitting on his bed and when he stood up, he couldn’t breath. He was choking and coughing and I was so concerned. And then when you were gone, it happened again.” 

Alpha Lester shook his head, “Nothing wrong with Phil. I’m sure he’s just getting sick.” 

“But he couldn’t breathe!” I argued back becoming upset over my mate, “I was so scared for him because I didn’t know what was happening! Something is going on with Phil.” 

“Nothing is going on and the subject is—”

“I’m not gonna try to be vulgar but how am Phil and I going to have sex and fulfill the bond if he can’t breath just from standing up too fast?” 

Alpha Lester suddenly stood and towered over me, “The subject is over and we’re done discussing it.” 

His booming voice terrified me and I jumped up from the couch, rushing out of the room as I heard the sounds of a clearly upset Omega. My heart hurt from hearing it and I rushed up to Phil’s room where I saw he was still sleeping. My distress must have woke him up because he suddenly sat up and opened his arms, “Oh, my Omega, come here!” he commanded and I immediately crawled across the bed and enveloped myself in his arms. 

“I’m sorry,” I said softly, “I’m just upset but I think being here is already relaxing me.” 

“What are you upset about?” he asked and I sighed. 

“A lot.” 

“Want to tell me?” 

I shrugged in his arms, “I don’t know if it’s my place.” 

He kissed the top of my head and the feeling made my body visibly relax. My Alpha was helping me and I loved it. 

“Can you try?” he asked softly, “I’m sure you’ll feel better.” 

“Well, for starters,” I said, “I got home sick a few days ago and that’s still washing over me.” 

“Was your family good to you?” 

“The best,” I answered, “I miss them a lot.” 

I was beginning to tear up thinking about them now. Have they found my sister a mate yet? Was my sister feeling the heartbreak from me being gone that I’m feeling from them being away from me? Do my parent’s still think about me? Do they miss me? 

I sighed into Phil, letting a stray tear rush down my cheek, “I’d miss mine too if I was away from them.” 

I snuggled further in to him, “What about your life?” I asked, “I didn’t hear much about you.” 

He sighed, and I could feel his chest move below me in a shallow way, “Well, there isn’t much to know really,” he began, “I was my parent’s only because of…” he stopped suddenly, “my parent’s were always really generous to me,” he continued, “I went to the best schools, I go to a great college, and I love them very much for what they’ve done to help me.”

“What were you going to say before?” I asked curiously, “Why didn’t your parent’s have another child?” 

He shook his head and I could feel it move against my hair, “That’s irrelevant.” I began to think a little before I responded. Does this have to do with his health? Is this why his dad was so quick to deny it and his mother was so upset at the mention of it? 

“Are you okay?” I asked, running my hand over his chest and feeling the slight muscle definition under his shirt. 

“I’m great,” he answered slowly, “You’re going to make the best mate.” 

I took notice of the subject change but I didn’t acknowledge it. 

“I hope I do,” I said softly, “I wanna please you.” 

“You already have.” 

And suddenly, his hand was running over my stomach again, flatly and gently against my shirt before moving it under. His cold hand touched my skin and I flinched. But then my skin got used to the feeling and I breathed out, really enjoying the touch. 

“Why do you keep touching my stomach?” I asked, putting my hand over his.

“Because I keep imagining how amazing you’re going to look with my baby one day.” 

I smiled at him, “One day,” I said with a chuckle, “Not any time soon.” 

He nipped at my hair line before nuzzling my hair, “Hm…maybe we can change that.” 

I moved my head so I could look up at him, “You want me to have your baby soon?” 

He nodded, “Preferably.” 

“What’s the rush?” I asked gently, not trying to start another argument, “We’re both so young.” 

“There are a lot of things that make it why we need a baby soon,” he said gently and with a shallow voice that was suddenly full of emotion, “And I hope I’ll be able to explain that soon.” 

I sighed and rested against him, thinking over the thoughts in my head. 

I didn’t want a baby yet.

Why did he went a baby already

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Forever the One

Summary: When Omega Dan is of age, he is told by his father that he will be sold off to find an Alpha mate. Cue, Alpha Phil. Alpha Phil is in desperate need for a mate, and although Phil is only a few years older than Dan, he holds a reasoning behind why he needs a mate so quickly. When secrets are revealed that give up why Phil needed a mate, this story may not have a happy ending.

Chaptered Work: This is chapter 5 of 16.

Warnings: Very light smut as in some grinding, and some heated kissing. Overall, pure fluff. Mentions of illness and a brief mention of a panic attack. 

Word Count: 1,489

Authors Note: Happy Easter everyone! As my gift to you, I’m giving you a new update AND it has some smut! Look at me go! :)  I know that this chapters are not exactly long but do realize that I cannot work on something long because I tend to get bored and feel like I am dragging everything out way more than needed. But on the bright side, shorter chapters mean less waiting time for all of you! Hope you enjoy chapter five! Happy reading! :)

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Following the weird altercation and confession from Phil that he thought I would look amazing carrying his baby, I can say that things have been going a lot smoother. 

The following morning, I woke up pressed against Phil with his arms around me. His hands were still pressed against my stomach but this was in a much more relaxed and non-wanting manner. I snuggled back into him, and noticed something almost immediately. 

He was poking me…yes, he was poking me in the exact manner than you are thinking. 

He was hard, and his erection was poking into my left butt cheek making it hard to not notice. I wiggled slightly, making sure that this was exactly what was happening, and sure enough it, it was. 

He moaned out, not loudly but into my neck and his breath tickled my skin. It was warm, and moist, but it felt great at the same time. I blushed and smirked at this. 

Maybe I could be cheeky about this? No pun intended…

I have never done something like this before, and in fact, I don’t even remember the last time I woke up with morning wood. Omegas do not have the same sex drive as Alphas and really the only time they do is when they get their heat. As soon as I moved back further into him, I felt him push forward and grind against me. 

Was it wrong to work up my mate like this when we haven’t even shared a kiss yet? 

I continued wiggling back into him until I heard his breathing hitch. It was immediately following that I felt a hot wetness against my butt and I gasped. I just made him have an orgasm. Oh my god!

Unsure of what to do now, I turned my head into the pillow and buried it, hoping that he would think I was sleeping the whole time. 

He shuffled for a few seconds before stretching and suddenly stopping where he was. I couldn’t physically see him, but I can sense the panic that was coursing through him right now and I wanted to laugh. Not because it was funny but because I found it cute and embarrassing. 

I suddenly felt his hand shaking my shoulder, “Dan,” he said in a rushed voice, “Dan, I need you to move so I can get up, okay?” 

Nodding, and trying to pass off as sleepy, I rolled onto my stomach and buried my head in my pillow to hide the shallow laughing that I was doing. I felt him climb off from me and I turned my head just in time to see him rush off to the doorway where he could go to the hallway. 

I turned around and sat up, covering my face to hide the blushing and laughing that I was doing. I couldn’t believe that I had just got Phil off without even trying. Or at least not purposely trying. 

When he came back, I played off that I didn’t notice anything weird with him this morning. And the rest of the day went off without a hitch. 

Now, it’s a week later, and Phil and I are making breakfast downstairs. He’s attempting to flip pancakes and I’m cracking up because he’s nearly missed every time. We’ve gotten closer, closer than we have been before. 

Just last night, we spent the evening just staring at each other before he leaned down and pressed kisses down the side of my face. It was such an innocent but intimate gesture and I really wished at that moment that he would just kiss me. 

And he did. 

It was such a passionate and quick kiss but it was the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced. He was so gentle and kind. And I really wanted it to take off but then his parent’s called us for dinner so we broke it up. 

My lips tingled afterwards and they felt numb. I smiled so brightly following such a kiss that my cheeks hurt until this morning. 

And then, this morning as we woke up, he kissed me again, just as gentle and just as simple as the one the night before. It felt so chaste but so amazing at the same time. 

Now, here we are in the kitchen. I’m sitting on the island counter as he cooks at the stove. I’m laughing because of his antics and it’s really the first time that I have felt such an amazing connection with him where I truly believe that were always meant to be mates. 

He flips the last pancake before putting in on the plate with the others. He walked over to the counter where he begins to wash the pan but I take his face in my hands and bring our lips together. There is a clank heard as he drops the pan in the metal basin but it’s soon ignored as he deepens our kiss. 

His hands are now on my hips that are sat on the granite and the heat that is coursing between us is burning into my flesh. His tongue swipes across my bottom lip and I let him in as we let the kiss become heated. 

I was fully prepared to continue making out with Phil if it wasn’t for the sudden cough and we both ripped away from one another to look at see Alpha Lester standing in the kitchen doorway, “Cathryn and I were wondering what was taking so long with your pancakes.” 

Phil nodded and I watched a blush creep over his face, “Sorry father,” he mumbled before pulling away from me. Where his hands had touched, the feeling still lingered and I loved it. 

I hopped off from the counter and walked out of the kitchen, following Phil with a blush creeping over my cheeks as well. 

“You know that you’re beautiful.” 

I looked up from the book I was reading through, Phil had gifted it to me, and stared at him. He was sat with his back against his headboard and I was sat cross legged in front of him. 

“No I’m’not.” I mumbled blushing and looking down again at the book that I could no longer show focus towards. 

I felt the bed creek and I saw him lean forward, moving his hand so it was no holding my jaw in place, “yes,” he said, “you are beautiful.” 

I blushed deeper and felt a shit eating grin break out on my face. I genuinely loved the praise and compliment that he was giving me. 

“Thank you,” I whispered out, “You are too.” 

And then he was leaning in and we were kissing again. 

I moved away from my book and was now situated on all fours over Phil as he began to move down so he was on his back. I straddled him, still leaning down and kissing him. I was sat on his thighs and his hands were now roaming down my back and cupping my butt in such a tight but intimate grip. 

I gasped into the kiss before I ground a little bit experimentally. 

I was fully all for taking this further…

….until his breathing stuttered and he suddenly pushed me off from him. He sat up and I could hear him choking and gasping. Leaning forward, I looked at him and went to rub his back when he choked in some air and his eyes bulged out of his head. 

“Phil?” I asked but he shook his head and got up, stumbling from the room. 

Tears were brimming my eyes as I began to think about what had just occurred. I wanted him so badly to just tell me because this wasn’t normal and I knew that. I just wanted to help him. I want to be able to help my mate. 

Determined to find and help him, I walked out of his bedroom, and down the hallway. 

I saw a room where light just peaked out and flowed into the hallway. I fast walked there until I heard voices. 

“Why are we going to tell him?” 

That was Phil’s voice. 

“We have to keep denying it,” Alpha Lester stated, “he’s catching on and we can’t let him know now.” 

“But I love him, father,” Phil called out, “And I want him to not worry any more.” “Phil, it is not the time, okay?” 

The door suddenly opened and I stopped, taking in the words, before my feet carried me away and I found myself back in Phil’s room. 

I trailed my back down his door as my breathing shallowed and I began to feel as if the room was spinning. I gasped for air a few times before trying to control myself and taking deep breaths. 

I was just calming down when Phil reentered the room, looking as normal as ever with a smile on his face. 

That was until he saw me.

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Forever the One

Summary: When Omega Dan is of age, he is told by his father that he will be sold off to find an Alpha mate. Cue, Alpha Phil. Alpha Phil is in desperate need for a mate, and although Phil is only a few years older than Dan, he holds a reasoning behind why he needs a mate so quickly. When secrets are revealed that give up why Phil needed a mate, this story may not have a happy ending.

Chaptered Work: This is chapter 8 of 16. 

Warnings: Mentions of illness 

Word Count: 1,363

Authors Note: Hey guys! Slightly shorter chapter just because next chapter is smut, if you cannot already tell by the ending (spoiler) and I tend to write A LOT when it comes to smut. If everything goes as planned, that chapter will be up on Wednesday and so you won't have to wait long! Happy reading! :)

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When I woke up one morning just two weeks following my flushing of suppressants, I was not expecting to wake up alone in bed. 

I felt around, trying to desperately find the source of heat that he always gives off. I haven’t slept alone since I got here and I didn’t want to start now. My body ached, ached for the touch of my Alpha. Even though we weren’t bonded, our scents and feelings intermingled and I didn’t want to be away from him.   

Confused, I grabbed my phone and checked the time. It was nearly noon and it was on a Saturday, so Phil wasn’t at college. But even then, where could he have gone? 

I looked over the notifications on my screen, which were mostly game related sadly, and didn’t see anything from Phil. I quickly unlocked my phone and went into my contacts and gave him a call. 

I never called Phil, because we were always together. But this time, I was upset and distressed because damn it, he’s my mate and he should be here with me all the time!

His phone rang and rang and rang and no one picked up. It sent me to a voicemail and I got so mad that he wasn’t answering that I threw my phone on the floor and turned and screamed into my/his pillow. 

I felt sadness boil within me because I missed him and I wanted him here with me. I just wanted him to cuddle me and sit across from me like he does. I want another kiss from him and I want to fall back asleep beside him. 

Why wasn’t he here??

I decided that moping around in bed wasn’t going to help me get over my mate not being around, so I slowly got up and walked over to my dresser—which I had finally claimed—and got into a change of clothing. 

Picking up my phone from the carpet, I padded over to the doorway and walked out. 

Not looking where I was going, I ran directly into someone. I gasped, stopping in my tracks only to look up and see Alpha Lester standing in a robe and a pair of pajama pants. Curious, I looked him over before asking, “Do you know where Phil is?” 

Alpha Lester looked at me for a moment, analyzing me really, before speaking, “Away.” 

“Away where?” I prodded. I just wanted to know where my mate was. “He’s gone for a few days. But do not worry, he’ll be back.”

I nodded slowly and sighed, feeling a whole new wave of sadness rush over me. 

I was about to walk away and continue to the stairs so I could walk down to the living room when a hand on my shoulder suddenly stopped me. I turned around and saw Alpha Lester staring me over before speaking, “Phil will be back tonight, I’ll promise you that.” 

I felt a slight smile creep up my face, “Okay!” I said happily, “I miss him so much already.” 

Alpha Lester nodded and smiled at me, “It’s a true match then.” 

I nodded and walked away from him, down the stairs, to the living room, where I sat on the couch and put on Netflix. I was now going to spend the day waiting for my Phil to come back home!

Between the time that I had sat down on the couch, and Phil had arrived back home, I had fallen asleep again. I was noticing that my body was getting fatigued and feeling heavy suddenly. I don’t know where it came from, but it was definitely changed. 

And furthermore, when I woke up from the nap to Phil moving my head gently into his lap, I felt hot and constricted. Almost like my body was running a fever. Maybe I was becoming ill? 

Maybe all of this worrying about Phil has taken a negative toll on my body? I looked up at Phil and went to smile when I noticed something right away. His lisp were a blue tinge and his skin looked translucent. I shut my eyes and reopened the to make sure I was seeing correctly and sure enough, I was. 

“Phil?” I asked gently, placing my hand on his stomach as I laid my head on his lap, “Why are you lips blue?” 

His demeanor changed and I could sense that he was cooking up a story in his head. With a final thought, he spoke, “I had a blue slushie on the way home.” 

“But that’s a different kind of blue?” I said back, knowing that this blue looked like lack of oxygen and not dyed from artificial flavors. 

“Wanna go up to our room and watch a movie?” He suddenly changed the subject. 

Deciding to just go along with it, I shrugged and felt as he lifted me gently to a sitting position, and I followed him to his room. 

We were nearly to the room when he suddenly stopped and gasped for air. I stopped with him, going over to him and rubbing his back comfortingly as he attempted to catch his breath, “Phil, are you okay? Do you need help?” 

He shook his head and pushed away from me enough where he rushed to the room that he always went to when this stuff occurred. But on the way there, I noticed the stumble in his step and the drunkenness that appeared. 

I was confused about what was going on. 

And I just wished someone would give me answers. 

That’s literally all I want is answers. 

I walked into Phil's room and sat on his bed, waiting for his return. 

Phil came back shortly after the mishap that had occurred earlier. Instead of putting in a movie, he put in Buffy and we started watching more of the show. He would always tell me how it was his favorite and I wanted to get into it too. For his sake. 

I was curled up in to him with my head on his chest when I felt something…odd. His chest wasn’t moving much. Like, when people breathe their chest expands but his was shallow and barely there. 

I took note of them and sat up in bed, ready to question him again when I noticed he was sleeping. He was peacefully asleep with his head turned towards the wall, the opposite of the TV. 

Looking him over, I decided that since he was asleep, it was now or never. Getting up from the bed, I made a quick decision. 

I was going to go and check out the room that Phil always goes to. As quietly as I could, I padded out of the room and down the hallway. I looked around to make sure that Alpha Lester wasn’t around or Omega Lester, which I didn’t think they would be but my luck would say otherwise. 

I made it to the room and I noticed that the door was shut. Taking a deep breath, I reached for the handle and gently turned it, pushing the door forward and the room came in to view. 

It looked like a walk in closet, but it was big enough to be an office. 

But that wasn’t the first thing I noticed. 

The first thing I noticed were oxygen tanks. Not many, but a few huge tanks that were up against the wall. One in particular had a nasal cannula attached to it. Is this what he does when he can’t breathe? He goes and sits in a room and uses oxygen? 

Suddenly hearing a set of foot steps approaching, I bolted from the room and hid in the bathroom until I heard the foot steps descend. The door to the closet was shut and a murmur was said before the foot steps followed. 

When I knew the coast was clear, I walked out of the room and back into Phil’s room, where he was now curled up in a ball and sleeping on the bed. I crawled onto the bed and snuggled myself into his arms…

…completely oblivious to the slick that was beginning to run down my leg.

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