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He hadn’t noticed time passing until he hear commotion in the camp. The door to the Rv burst open, before Doc ran in, to grab the bag of medical supplies left by Nasir’s side.
“Donar is back, Crixus and Rhasko’s with him. Only minor injuries, but claims of being overrun with walkers.”
Agron nodded. “Nasir mentioned being overrun when he woke briefly.”
Doc nodded, as the three men entered the Rv. Rhaskos moved to come into the room Nasir was currently in.
Agron found himself growling. He could not let this man, who’d shown such aggression towards Nasir before, in this room.
Crixus’ hand appeared on Rhaskos’ shoulder before heading to the dining area of the Rv.
Agron nodded his thanks, before settling back down beside Nasir. No one would harm him when he lay unable to defend himself.
Melitta looked in, smiling, as she attended to Donar’s slight wounds, checking his bones.
“How did you and Nasir separate?” Doc asked Donar, as he sterilised Crixus’ wounds.
“We were over run and ran from the walkers and we both fell off the edge, when I woke I had floated down river, Nasir was nowhere in sight. I looked for over an hour not finding a trail. I believed he might have made his way back to camp to get hep to find me, when I found Crixus and Rhaskos running from the walkers. We ended up trapped in a cabin for several hours before the walkers left.”
Agron was furious. In his head he could see Donar had done nothing wrong, yet the wolf in him wouldn’t accept it. Nasir was hurt and someone should pay for it.
Nasir stirred in his sleep, shifting so his head was now in Agron’s lap.
Agron stroked his hair absentmindedly as he listened to the three men talk to the Nurse and doctor. They were discussing the whereabouts of the walkers and the number, though Agron stopped listening. All he cared about now was Nasir recovering.
He hadn’t noticed how late it got until Melitta came in with a blanket.
“I assumed you’d want to sleep in here as well” she said, as she handed him it.
Agron smiled his thanks.
Agron woke up at the sound of the door opening. He hadn’t really been asleep, more resting his eyes. He couldn’t sleep when Nasir might need to be protected at a seconds notice.
Melitta was the one opening the door though.
She smiled at Agron. “Oenomaus will be here in a few moments, to check on Nasir’s head.” She told him as she sat a tray down.
On the tray was some instruments, bandages and some doctor type liquids. Agron had no idea what any of it did, as long as it helped Nasir recover though he didn’t care.
“Spartacus requests you meet him outside.” She told him, checking Nasir’s temperature with the back of her hand. She nodded looking happy.
Agron was about to reject when she interrupted him.
“Nasir will be fine. Oenomaus is just check that his first check of the wound was correct.” She explained, patting Agron shoulder, leaving.
Frowning Agron followed, being careful to move Nasir’s head as carefully as possible.
Nasir’s face scrunched up, but stayed asleep.
He found Spartacus outside the Rv. Crixus stood with him.
He nodded his greeting as he joined them. It had only been a few hours since the incident, dinner was almost ready.
“Agron.” Spartacus greeted him, gripping is forearm, as was normal greeting from Spartacus. “I’m glad you joined us.”
“Melitta left no room to argue.” He grinned back. He felt much less aggressive towards his alpha once removed from Nasir’s side. The anger was still there, just no reason to channel it.
Spartacus nodded. “Actually the reason I asked her to send you out was regarding Nasir. Do you lay claim on the boy?”
Spartacus had long since suspected Agron’s intentions towards the teenager since he’d shown up to the camp. It wasn’t hard to miss, Nasir had chosen to spend his time with the wolves, rarely apart from Agron’s side. However Agron’s reaction to Nasir in pain was almost unexpected.
Agron looked uncomfortable but nodded. “If he would have me.” He replied.
Spartacus nodded back, before hugging the man. Agron was a close friend since joining this camp all those months ago. He deserved all the happiness he could get in this current world, and Nasir seemed to give him endless joy with his presence.
“I’ll see to it no one but Omegas enter then.” He slapped Agron on the back, as he began to walk away.
“Oh dinner is almost ready, and I believe Duro will want to see you.”
Agron nodded to him, before going off to find Duro.
He wasn’t hard to find, he was in their tent talking with Mira as Agron came over.
Duro pulled his brother into a quick hug, Mira joining in.
Agron pulled away smiling. It pained him to be so far from Nasir while he was undefended, but his friends were as worried for Nasir as he.
“How’s Nasir?” Duro demanded.
“According to doc, he’s fine.” Agron told them. “The bullet just grazed him, and he should be fine in a few days, depending on his healing.”
“I can’t believe she shot him.” Mira said. “She and one of those army dicks have been arguing with us since it happened.”
Agron nodded. He’d heard commotion a few times, but had ignored it to stay by Nasir’s side.
Mira smiled back at him, nodding forward as the three left the tent.
“Is he awake?” Mira asked. She wanted to see him, Agron could tell.
“No. He’s awoken once, but went back to sleep. Doc says he won’t be awake properly until tomorrow.” Agron told them. Of course he remembered everything Doc had told him of Nasir’s recovery.
Duro nodded. “Looks like dinner is ready.” Agron was about to speak when Duro continued.
“It looks like Doc is done with Nasir.”
Agron left the two without saying good bye. Not that he needed to, they knew exactly where he was going.
“So. That’s about time.” Mira smiled.
Duro laughed. “They’ve been sharing my tent for almost a month and neither made any attempt to show their feelings. All it takes is a gunshot!”
“Hmm, more than just those two in that regard.” Mira replied, turning her playful eyes on Duro.
“You mean Donar?” Duro asked, smiling. “I’m not sure what we are. He’s barley spoken to me since leaving the Rv.”
Mira laughed. “That was today! And he’s been out for most of it! I think you’d make a cute couple. Agron made a weird noncommittal sound when I talked to him about it.”
“You talked to AGRON about this?!” Duro whisper yelled at her.
“He probably won’t remember it.” Mira reasoned, “after all, that was before Nasir was hurt.”
Duro looked at her annoyed, decided to seek out Naevia. At least she was helpful with her teasing, though he still harboured distrust with Crixus. He always felt like Crixus wasn’t happy playing second in command to Spartacus, nor did he seem to like Agron too much. Though both of those might be due to the fact he wasn’t a wolf. It was rare but he was the human mate of an omega wolf.
Omega wolves were the rarest of the wolves, and could be either male or female. All it meant was their bodies were designed to birth wolf children. Some Betas could, though only women. Betas were the most common of the wolves, and usually mated with other betas or humans. Alphas were the stronger, bigger wolves, mating with either humans, betas or Omegas. Though he’d heard Alphas were attracted to Omegas on a base level, due to their internal desire to produce children.
Duro was pretty ok with being a Beta. Agron was an Alpha, though he’d shown no interest in any of the Omegas in the camp until Nasir. Hell he’d never shown any interest in anyone really until Nasir.
Duro smiled. He was happy his brother might have actually found his mate. He knew he probably wouldn’t find his entwined mate, probably ending up with a human. Duro was ok with that, most never found they’re entwined mate. Or rather he was ok with that, until he met Donar. He was another Beta, the only other male Beta. They weren’t entwined or anything, but he was pretty ok with the possible future they could have in the makeshift pack the camp had formed.
Naevia was happily married to Crixus, and had claimed he was he entwined mate. Due to this, Crixus was technically part of their pack now, even if no one actually liked him, nor him them. Mira, Donar and Agron and himself had joined into the pack happily. At first for survival, but within the few zombie ridden months, Duro had grown to enjoy the pack members company and safety they provided the camp with. They hunted most days, keeping the camp well fed. Spartacus was the official leader, of the pack and the camp, though he left most of his day to day tasks with Agron or Crixus.
Duro regarded Nasir as part of the pack now too, though he couldn’t be sure if that was from Nasir wanting to join, or just wanting to spend more time with his brother. He was an Omega, Duro knew that straight away, which also explained Spartacus and his brother’s interest in him since he arrived at the camp. Spartacus was much more attentive to the Omegas, due to his Alpha instincts. Spartacus’s own wife was human, and their child a Beta.
Agron came into the room to see Nasir Sitting up against the wall side the bed. His lower half still wrapped in blankets though his bare chest was showing as he turned slightly to smile at Agron entering.
“You weren’t here when I woke up.” Nasir told him patting the bed instructing Agron to join him on the bed rather than stand looking at him.
Agron obliged, crawling over the bed, kicking his boots off as he went.
“No, I was told to leave so Doc could examine you properly. I went to see Mira and Duro, they both asked after you.” He decided to leave the whole Spartacus talk out just now. He didn’t want to scare Nasir off by telling him his feelings while he was still recovering.
Nasir smiled.
“I feel horrible, but Doc says I should be fine soon.” He closed his eyes.
Agron was smiling. Nasir looked beautiful despite the bruising and bandages wrapped around his head and torso.
Nasir opened his eyes.
“I just realised I’m mostly naked. When did that happen?”
Agron laughed.
“Your shirt was cut off so Doc could look at your chest, he doesn’t think any bones have been broken, and your wounds along ours body have started to disappear. You looked horrible when you first came in here. Covered in mud and blood.” Agron’s arm was behind Nasir now.
Nasir leaned into him, the side of his head that wasn’t grazed by a bullet that is.
“You were there?” He asked.
“Of course. Spartacus left after Doc declared you ok. I’ve been here since you got back to camp minus when Melitta sent me out.” He had decided to try and never lie to the boy who held his heart.
Nasir smiled at him, before resting his head against Agron’s shoulder again.
“Agro”
Nasir was interrupted by the door knocking and opening.
In came Naevia. She looked happy, carrying a tray with two bowls of stew.
“Dinner.” She announced, sitting the tray on the bedside table.
She looked over at the scene on the bed before leaning over and lightly hugging Nasir.
“I’m glad you’re ok, Nasir.” She told him before leaving.
Agron stood, walking to the tray. “Are you hungry now?”
Nasir shook his head, and Agron decided to have his own bowl now. He’d missed lunch due to being in here with Nasir.
He ate in silence, Nasir dozing between reality and sleep a few times.
He moved back over to the previous position after he’d finished.
He realised he wanted to tell Nasir everything right now, despite it not being a good time for Nasir. Instead he shook Nasir awake gently on the arm.
“C’mon, you need to eat.” He told him, moving to pick up Nasir’s bowl.
Nasir ate, with Agron’s help. He could barely lift his arms, so Agron settled for spoon feeding him.
Weirdly, it didn’t feel weird. His protective instincts were back, knowing his body was acting in ways to keep Nasir happy and in as least pain as possible.
Once Nasir had finished, Agron set the bowl back down on the tray with his, before reaching for One of the cups of water. He held it up for Nasir to drink, noticing Nasir drunk a lot of it before yawning.
Agron helped him lay down, kissing his uninjured side after pulling the duvet up around his neck. Agron took to sleeping in the bed beside him in wolf form. He hadn’t realised how tired he was, and didn’t trust his human form to be able to wake up at the first sound of danger.