Jongho watched as the Hunter medic worked on the gash in Yunho's back. He had managed to coax him into shifting, even though he could tell it had been excruciatingly painful and made him lose even more blood, it was the easiest way to get him taken care of.

A tent had been set up outside, which at least got them in out of the snow. The Hunters set up space heaters inside the tent as well. Yunho wasn't the only wounded, but he was the worst one, so they focused on him first.

They worked with accurate precision, which Jongho appreciated, but Yunho didn't show any signs of getting better. The gash in this back went from his right shoulder down the right side of his back, ending just above his hips.

The medic said he was lucky it didn't catch his spine.

Jongho held onto both of his hands, sitting by his head the entire time, whispering constantly into his ear. "You're going to be ok, love. You're going to get through this. They are stitching you up right now. You were so brave in there." He kissed each of his mate's fingers, hoping he could feel it as he laid unconscious on the table.

His thoughts wandered back to what was happening inside. He hoped the others were ok... Part of him felt bad for leaving, but he didn't want Yunho to wake up alone...

"Please... Please be ok." Jongho whispered into his mate's fingers.

When the Hunter finished applying all the stitches, he gave Jongho a bottle of pain killers with the instruction to give as needed. Yunho was also going to be on bed rest for quite a while now. Jongho thanked the man quietly and returned to his vigil.

A short time later, he heard a familiar voice screaming for a medic.

San came bursting through the tent entrance carrying Wooyoung in his arms.

Jongho let out a strangled cry of relief and stood up, but didn't leave Yunho's side. "S-San... What h-happened?"

The other alpha just shook his head, indicating later, especially when he saw Yunho lying face down on the bed.

Wooyoung was whimpering with his face pressed into San's neck.

As Jongho looked over him, he say that the pants he had been in were hanging off him by mere strings and his legs... His legs were terribly burned.

Thankfully he was placed on the table next to Yunho, so Jongho could shift his chair over just a little to place a hand on Wooyoung's shoulder. "W-Woo..."

The omega hissed as the medic started rubbing a special cream to his legs. "I know it hurts, but it's going to help soothe and heal the burn. It doesn't look bad. Why... Why do you smell like gasoline?" The Hunter exclaimed.

"WHAT?" Jongho yelled, leaning closer and confirming the smell. "What the hell happened?"

"My psychotic mother." San growled, his eyes flashing red as he tried to control himself.

Jongho took his one free hand and placed it on San's shoulder to try and calm him down. The other alpha seemed to relax a little bit and he placed his head on the table so his cheek touched Wooyoung's. They nuzzled each other for a long moment.

Then Wooyoung turned to look at Yunho. "Is..."

"I don't know. They say he should be..." Jongho whispered, looking back at Yunho.

Wooyoung hissed in pain again as a fresh layer of cream was applied to his legs. San placed his hands on his shoulders to keep him flat on the table while the medic muttered apologies.

"Is she dead?" Jongho growled as he took in the burns on Wooyoung's legs.

"Yes." San said shortly, still focusing on his omega.

"Good."

They sat in silence for a few minutes again before the tent flap once again opened. Mingi came rushing in, pausing in between the two tables and looking at both of his injured friends. When he received a nod from Wooyoung, he turned and knelt next to Yunho.

"What happened in there?" Jongho asked him.

"He's dead. It's over. It's all over." Mingi said, gritting his teeth as he placed a gentle hand on Yunho's left shoulder.

"Finally." Jongho sighed.

That's when he noticed Seonghwa standing off to the side getting checked over for any injuries. The omega had a troubled look on his face and his eyes were red and swollen.

Jongho tried to reach out to Mingi privately to ask what was going on, but he found the link to him blocked. As if the alpha had turned it off...

"Mingi?" He asked, making sure to put a low warning tone in it.

The response he got was Mingi shoving himself off the ground and storming out of the tent without a backward glance at anyone.

Seonghwa's head turned to want him go and his shoulders sank before he made his way over to join them. He took Wooyoung's hand as he pulled up a chair. "How are you doing?"

"I hurt. You?"

The older looked at the entrance of the tent again, then looked down without answering.

Jongho made a mental note to be sure to talk to Mingi later.

But for now he turned to the omega and tilted his head a little. "Is it true?"

Seonghwa looked at him with tear filled eyes and nodded, clutching at the jacket he had been given to wear.

"Is what true?" San asked, looking between them and Wooyoung squeezed Seonghwa's hand.

Seonghwa bit his lip and leaned into the table, burying his face in Wooyoung's arm as he started to cry.

Jongho's heart ached at the sight. He couldn't even imagine what must be going through the omega's head right now. Although, he could a little bit as he glanced at Wooyoung. He had been through an even worse situation with San's brothers... And the alpha knew that both he and San would have been furious if Wooyoung had come back to them pregnant...

"What's going on?" San asked, looking at the younger alpha.

"Seonghwa's pregnant." Jongho said as he looked down at the floor. His silence afterword was enough for them to realize who the father was.

Wooyoung hissed as he pushed himself into a sitting position, ignoring San's protests, so he could pull Seonghwa into a hug. The two omegas sat on the table as the younger tried to comfort the older.

Where the hell did Mingi go? San asked Jongho privately.

I don't know, but as soon as I know that Yunho is ok I'm going to go talk to him.

You don't think he's mad at Seonghwa, do you?

Jongho pursed his lips and glanced at the tent entrance. He hoped that wasn't the case. But he was worried it was...

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Several hours passed while the four of them waiting for Yunho to wake up. His color was slowly coming back, but the Hunter's refused to move him until he regained consciousness and they could run a couple of other tests.

Wooyoung continued to hold Seonghwa, showing him the comfort he knew he needed right now.

The older had stopped crying a long time ago, but he didn't want to look at anyone or anything, so he had moved so he was laying down and staring at Wooyoung's stomach while Wooyoung gently ran a hand through his hair.

A medic had come to apply more cream to his legs, but hesitated when he saw Seonghwa, so San offered to do it.

It felt good having San rub his legs like that. The cold cream was really soothing, plus having his mate do it made his wolf relax more too.

He was just getting ready to readjust so he could lay down too when Yunho let out a soft moan.

Everyone leaned forward, including Seonghwa who kneeled next to Yunho's bed, and waiting.

The beta scrunched his face in pain as his body shifted slightly.

"Take it slow, love." Jongho whispered, squeezing the hand he had yet to let go of. "Take it slow. You're safe."

"Jong...ho? Wha.... Happen..." Yunho mumbled as he tried to lift his head.

Wooyoung watched as Jongho gently cupped his mate's face to try and help him. "You were hurt, but the Hunters have helped. They... They had to stitch up you back."

Yunho closed his eyes and his upper lip twitched a little as he tried to process the information. Then they flew open again as he looked around. "Where is he?"

"Dead. Mingi killed him." Seonghwa said, patting Yunho's left shoulder. "We are safe."

"Can we go home then?"

Jongho let out a little chuckle and kissed Yunho's forehead. "Yes, my love, we can go home as soon as we figure out how to get you there."

Yunho nodded and glanced around. "Youngie..."

"I'm fine." Wooyoung said quickly, waving his hand in dismissal. "We all have our own stories to tell, and I'm sure we will get to it at some point."

San smiled up at him and cupped his cheek for a moment before running over to one of the medics.

As he came over and started running his checks on Yunho, the tent opened again and Mingi came running in. "You're awake!" He cried out, going to stand on the other side of Jongho.

The two alphas helped him get up into a sitting position as directed by the medic, wanting to test the stitches to make sure they would hold. "Normally I wouldn't advise this, but we can't stay here... I used a special design we created to help with, well... Wolf bites. It works better than standard grade, so I think you should be ok. How are you feeling?"

Yunho bowed his head and tried to roll his shoulder, but he hissed immediately.

"Ok, ok. Don't push it. We've got a truck coming in that we can use to transport you home. Colonel's orders." The medic said, looking at everyone. "It's big enough that you'll be able to lie down during the drive. It should be here in a few hours."

"Thank you." Mingi said, holding out his hand to shake the Hunter's.

The man just nodded while giving a tight lipped smile before walking away.

"Where have you been?" Jongho asked, glancing at the taller alpha.

That earned him a glare and a short growl. "I've been busy."

Wooyoung felt his wolf stirring. Busy? He should be here with his pack. With his mate!

Seonghwa moved closer to him and tried to reach for his hand, but Mingi turned and stormed out of the tent again. His omega stared after him, tears coming to his eyes again. "I knew he would be upset." He whispered as he slowly sank to his knees.

Wooyoung was just about to speak when a few wolves came up to them. They looked timid, but had a hopefully look to their eye as they looked at him.

San stood and placed a hand on his thigh, letting out a low warning growl.

"Excuse us." One of the males said, bowing his head a couple of times. "But... We overheard something in the fortress that we had to see for ourselves."

"See what?" Wooyoung asked, glancing at the others. He was confused when he saw that Jongho had lost all his color and was starting to shake. San also tensed next to him.

The man held out a hand and bowed his head, a sign of submission. He was an omega, Wooyoung could tell by how timid he was. "Please?" He asked, not looking at anyone.

Wooyoung lifted a hand and brushed his fingers against the others. The man lifted his head and stepped forward, using that same hand to reach out and brush the hair from Wooyoung's forehead.

He leaned in a little closer, his forehead creasing as he studied Wooyoung's face. Then he gasped and stepped back, looking at the other two omegas with him. "It's true."

They exchanged glances before getting down on their knees.

"All the stories are true!"

"What are you talking about?" Wooyoung asked with a shaking voice as he leaned into San.

The omega also sank to his knees and bowed his head. "You are our long lost leader. The one who is supposed to bring peace back to Ultima. You have finally returned to us."