Pablo's POV
The woods were dark and wet. Rain hit the leaves hard. My four brothers and I fought the rival pack. We are Pablo, Sergio, Pedro, Nolan, and Luca. All alphas. We have looked for our one true mate for many years. Every full moon we hoped. Every hunt we checked. Nothing. No omega ever smelled right. It made us tired and angry inside.
I punched an enemy in the face. He fell. Then a new smell came through the rain. Sweet like warm honey and fresh bread. It hit me in the chest. My body got hot fast. My cock grew hard and thick in my pants. It throbbed. I knew this smell. It was our fated mate. The one made for all five of us.
I turned my head quick. There she was, standing by a big tree. Her name was Cordelia. She looked young and strong. Her chin was up high. She did not shake or hide like most omegas. She watched the fight with a small smile, like she was better than all of us. Her eyes were sharp. Her arms crossed over her chest. She looked narcissistic, like the world owed her everything.
My brothers smelled it too. Sergio stopped fighting and stared. Pedro growled low in his throat. Nolan's eyes got big and dark. Luca took a step toward her even while the fight still went on.
She is ours. The bond pulled at my chest like a rope. I wanted to grab her right now, push her down on the wet ground, spread her legs, and push my cock deep inside her. I wanted to breed her. Fill her with my seed until it leaked out. I wanted to knot her so she could not move, lock us together while I pumped her full. All five of us. Over and over.
The rival wolves saw us look at her. One of them ran at Cordelia and tried to grab her arm.
"No!" I shouted. My voice was loud and rough. "She belongs to us!"
We fought harder than ever. Fists flew. Teeth snapped. In minutes the rivals were gone, running into the dark with broken bones and scared faces. The woods went quiet except for the rain.
We walked to Cordelia. She did not step back. She did not lower her eyes. She looked at each of us one by one, slow and bold.
"What do you want?" she asked. Her voice was clear and loud. "I am not some weak little omega you can just take."
Sergio stepped close first. His chest was still breathing hard from the fight. "You are our mate," he said. "Fated. All five of us felt it."
Cordelia laughed once, short and sharp. "Five big alphas? That's a lot. You think I will just roll over and let you breed me because you say so?" She lifted one eyebrow. "I don't obey easy. You will have to make me."
My cock jerked again. I could already picture it her on her knees, begging, her belly round with our pups after many nights of us knotting her together. She would need discipline. Hard discipline. Spankings, holding her down, making her say please before we gave her our cocks. But she would learn. She would beg for every knot during her heat cycles. She would take all five of us at once if we wanted.
I put my hand on her shoulder. It was warm even in the rain. "You are coming with us," I told her. "Now."
She smiled like she had a secret. "Fine. But don't think I will be easy."
We turned and walked out of the woods together. The five of us around her. She walked in the middle, head high, like a queen.
This was only the first night. The real work would start soon. We would break her pride just enough to make her ours.
Then, we would breed her until she could not think of anything else.