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Resigned 5

Summary: Jensen and Y/N enjoy their Mate Leave, getting to know one another better. But Y/N still struggles to adjust to life as a mated Omega.

Characters: Alpha!Jensen x Omega!Reader

Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics, Omegas are second-class citizens/mistreated, Angst, Fluff

WC: 3210

A/N: It only took a year to get to the next chapter! I'm so sorry about that. Life, inspiration (or lack thereof), and so many reasons why writing has been quite difficult lately. But at least I'm still doing the doing!

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4

Previously…

"All I ask," he pleaded, taking her hands in his own, "Is that you be mine. Give me and us an actual, real chance together."

A hint of a smile graced her lips as she leaned in and kissed the corner of his mouth, "Okay, Jay," she agreed, and she felt the swell in his heart as she spoke his name for the first time. "Together."

When they went to bed that night, Y/N was expecting her Alpha would want her. But Jensen surprised her, wanting to settle into bed and hold her close. She relaxed as his warmth and scent surrounded her, feeling her walls coming down. She enjoyed being close to him and his solid but careful touch. She gave in to her Omega's need to be held and comforted, ignoring her mind telling her it was not that simple.

"Tell me about you, Y/N," Jensen's voice broke their stillness. "About your life."

"I don't know what to say," she sighed. After she told him the truth, she was sure he'd want nothing to do with her. But her Omega and their bond pushed her to respond. "A traditional family raised me, and when I presented, they tried to arrange a mate-" Jensen growled under his breath at that, and Y/N buried herself deeper into his chest with a whimper. He shushed and soothed her with his hands running over her back and sides, so she cautiously continued.

"I've never behaved like an Omega should, and I didn't want to be married off to some random Alpha just because that's what I was supposed to do," She huffed in anger at the memory. "So they disowned me. I went on my own and went on the strongest suppressants I could find."

"So it's just been you?" Jensen asked in concern. When she nodded, his heart broke. "How long?"

"Ten years," she sniffled and shook her head. "I've had friends and some boyfriends," she admitted, and Jensen fought back the bristle. "But I never really fit in anywhere or with anyone."

"That's because you were supposed to be with me," Jensen insisted, leaning over to cup her cheek, smiling when she leaned into his touch. Though her heat and his rut were mainly passed, their bond drew out the need. It didn't help that she was completely free of any suppressants or blockers, her body ready for him with his gentle but warm touch.

"Sleep, Omega," he insisted, a hint of command underlining his tone.

She couldn't protest, curling further into him and hiding away in his comforting scent. It started to scare her how much she truly needed and wanted him.

When she woke in the morning, she was alone. Jensen's side of the massive king-sized bed was empty. His scent permeated everything, especially the soft, silky sheets against her skin. She didn't want to get out of bed, but if Jensen was awake, she needed to get up, too.

She threw on some sweats and a tee and made her way to the kitchen, seeing Jensen sitting at the counter on a stool, his laptop open in front of him.

"Good morning," she smiled warmly, pouring herself a cup of coffee and pulling out the items to make a quick breakfast.

"Morning," he replied, shifting in his seat. His scent was tinged with worry and concern.

She looked at him suspiciously, "What's going on?"

He deflated quickly, starting to understand that they couldn't hide much from each other. A sixth sense began to develop between them.

"Nothing," he tried, but her narrowed gaze made him huff a breath. "I was just completing the paperwork for our mating," he explained, and she nodded. "Did you know your Dad put a mating fee on you?"

Her eyes widened as she stared at him in shock, "A…mating fee?" she clarified.

Jensen sighed and shook his head, "Yeah, I guess after you declined the arrangement with that other Alpha, he was out the dowry. He never officially reported you as disowned, just as a wayward Omega." She scowled at his words. A Wayward Omega was essentially a disobedient runaway. "Since we mated, he's demanding a mating fee, a reimbursement of the dowry he lost."

"Jensen," she swallowed hard. "I swear I didn't know-"

"I already paid it."

"What?"

He smiled as he came around the counter, wrapping her in his arms and kissing her head. "I already paid it, Omega. This morning, he signed the paperwork to relinquish his rights as your Alpha."

She started to sob, and Jensen held her tighter, his concern growing. "I swear, Alpha, I didn't know. I wouldn't do that."

"I know."

He wasn't sure if she was aware, but he never thought she'd have set him up, maliciously kept it from him, or even sought out his money. He just genuinely wondered if she knew. But now, he was sure she was clueless about it. She didn't even know she was listed as Wayward. He was suddenly even more grateful to have found her when he did. Her sobbing grew until Jensen was forced to bark an Alpha command just to get her to calm down.

"I'm not angry, Y/N," he gently explained. "So why are you so upset, Honey?"

She took a deep breath and met his eyes. "Not only did you claim me, but you bought me," she complained, her lip quivering. "You own me in every way someone can be owned," she answered.

He encouraged her to rest against his chest, his arms holding her tight. "The world may see it that way, Y/N. But I don't. You're not just something to be owned."

"I don't understand," she continued, pulling from his embrace entirely, her frenzy taking control. "I don't understand why. Because I'm a bad Omega, I've been nothing but trouble. I've been rejected by my job, home, and society."

Jensen watched as she completely unraveled before his eyes. He could understand the meltdown; so much was happening in her life. Not to mention the overwhelming emotions flowing between them from their bonding. She was spiraling out of control, and he needed to reel her back in.

"Y/N," he called to her, taking her into his arms when she stopped pacing. "I will never reject you," he promised. "We belong together, and I'd do anything to keep you by my side, including paying some damn extortionist fee." Her breath hitched, but her body softened into his hold. "But I won't force you to be with me or to reciprocate if you don't want this." It would kill him to let her go, but he'd have to let her go if she wasn't happy with him or couldn't believe she could be.

She knew she belonged to the Alpha when she was eventually claimed, and his responsibility was to provide while hers was to maintain the home and kids. Just because he happened to be kind and wealthy shouldn't have changed that for her, but somehow it did. It made her feel like she was taking advantage, even if she wasn't. She didn't feel like she deserved any of it, especially him.

She could see the worry in his eyes, feel his concern through their bond, and she felt awful for doing that to him. She could feel his love for her, the truth of it, through their bond. Her emotions were everywhere, and she struggled to reconcile everything.

"I'm just scared and angry and lost, Jay," she spoke, tucking herself into him. "I'm sorry."

"We're good?" he asked, pecking her lips when she nodded.

"Now let me make you breakfast, Alpha," she smiled, turning towards the stove.

"You don't have to do things like that for me," Jensen spoke, but she turned on him with a warning glare, a brow raised for emphasis.

He raised his hands in defense, backing out of the kitchen to sit back on his stool. He grinned as he watched Y/N work. Honestly, it was nice to have someone taking care of him. He'd been alone so long he almost forgot what it was like.

Completing the paperwork, he closed the laptop and pushed it aside just as she placed a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast in front of him. His stomach rumbled, and he dug in, not realizing how hungry he was. He scarfed it down in no time, making Shannon laugh as she took his plate and refilled it before sitting beside him with her own.

Y/N was excited and nervous as she scrambled through the large kitchen of the home she shared with her Alpha, Jensen. For the past two weeks, they had spent every waking moment together, enjoying their Mate Leave - and enjoying was most certainly the proper word. Jensen had kept his promise, treating her with love and respect; his eyes and smile were always filled with light and excitement just for her. It made it easier to hold up her promise to him, to give them a genuine try and chance.

It certainly helped that the sex was amazing. Y/N didn't know it could be so good and that a partner could be so attentive. Jensen was awakening her to her most primal desires. Her Omega was thoroughly satiated and more than eager for her Alpha at any given time. At first, it wasn't easy. She was torn between her utter defiance of being an Omega and trying to be everything an Omega in this world was supposed to be for their Alpha. It took a few days and Jensen's constant encouragement for her to find that balance. Once she did, everything clicked in place.

Today, however, was the last day of their mated leave. Jensen had to return with Jared to Vancouver in the morning and insisted on Y/N coming with them. Their bags were already packed, and she spent most of her day in the kitchen, creating a lavish meal. In less than an hour, her Alpha's parents would be coming to meet her.

Glancing at the clock for the umpteenth time, she rushed to put the final touches on the platters of food ready to be consumed. With a nod and a smirk, she approved of her work, hoping to make the best impression. Although they were true mates, she felt others wouldn't accept her. Or, more importantly, that they wouldn't allow her the freedoms her Alpha had.

"Looks and smells amazing, Omega," Jensen spoke as his arms wrapped around her waist from behind, holding her closely.

"Thank you, Alpha," she beamed up at him.

He leaned down, capturing her lips in a kiss that curled her toes. She couldn't stop the whine as they pulled apart, a knock at the door breaking their little bubble. He chuckled and stole another peck before taking her by the hand to answer the door.

Y/N stood silently by her Alpha's side as they greeted Jensen's parents. She could feel how elated her Alpha was, his family together in his home. She did her best to remain quiet and smile gently but quickly grew overwhelmed.

Being off her suppressants and blockers made the bond between her and her Alpha light up in neon. But with other people and scents around, she was worried she couldn't handle it. Determined to make her Alpha happy and proud, she swallowed down her insecurities and worries as best she could.

She watched with rapt attention as Jensen's father, Alan, removed the collar from his Omega, tucking it away. She rubbed absentmindedly at her neck. True to his word, Jensen never made her wear the collar. Although, they hadn't been back out into the world again, having spent their leave in his Austin home.

His mother - Donna, she learned - was lacking in sores or redness or any indication of extended collar wear or abuse. She looked over her shoulder and smiled warmly at her Alpha once the collar was removed.

It was completely different from anything she'd known or understood. Growing up, her family was very traditional. Omegas were not allowed to be individuals but were raised and trained to belong to an Alpha. Once she learned that her father had selected an Alpha for her to be given to, she ran from that life and those traditions, hiding as a Beta.

After her time with Jensen and enjoying the easy-going dinner with his family, she wondered if these people were more of a light in the darkness. A possible hope that things might change in the future. After dinner, Jensen took his father to the backyard to enjoy drinks and talk. Y/N focused on cleaning up as his mother came to assist.

"So, how are things going?" Donna asked with a gentle smile. "You settling in okay?"

"Um, yeah," Y/N nodded, a bit of anxiety creeping in. "Jensen's been a good Alpha."

"He better be," she responded, scoffing as she loaded the dishwasher. "If he doesn't, you tell me, and I'll put him in his place."

Y/N's eyes widened at Donna's words, making the older woman chuckle at her shock.

"We raised Jensen to be an honorable man and a good Alpha. Jensen is different," she explained. "So is his father. To them, an Alpha's job is to provide and protect. Jensen works with different organizations to try and fight Omega laws and the OE."

"But why?" Y/N finally voiced. "They're Alphas. Why would they care about how Omegas are treated?"

"Because they understand that we're all people, and our genetics shouldn't dictate otherwise," she said with a little edge. "Have you never been around people who treated you like a person?"

"No," Y/N sighed, shaking her head. "I hid as a Beta. Before that, my family was rigorous and traditional regarding Omegas. I didn't want to be owned." Her hand ran over the claiming mark at her neck as the memories swept her away, darkness filling her eyes.

"Omega, you okay?" Jensen's voice had her snapping back to reality, her hand dropping as she met his questioning gaze.

"Yes, Alpha. I'm fine," she flashed a tight smile. Donna exchanged silent looks with Jensen and his father behind him.

"That'll be the new bond," Alan piped up as he moved to hold his wife. "Can feel every little thing," he said as he smiled at her.

"Ah, to be young and newly mated," Donna swooned. "So, how did you meet?" she asked giddily. "Tell me everything."

Jensen and Y/N exchanged a worried look, awkwardly casting their eyes to the floor. Jensen rubbed the back of his neck and couldn't meet his mother's eyes.

"I was in a rut," he began, quickly recanting their meeting, his scent souring with shame. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became with himself for letting it get so bad. He had dreamed his whole life of finding his mate, and when he did, he'd scared her half to death and practically forced himself on her. Even though they'd reconciled and were moving past it, he didn't think he'd fully forgive himself for how they bonded.

After an extended and uncomfortable silence filled with disapproving glares from his parents and ever-growing scents of anger and disappointment, Donna finally spoke.

"Well, you'll spend the rest of your life making it up to her. Won't you?" she pointedly asked with a raised brow.

Jensen swallowed hard and nodded, "Yes, Ma'am. I promise," he grabbed Y/N's hand, squeezing it for emphasis and looking at her so she knew he truly meant it and promised her as well.

The rest of the night went much better, the aggression and awkwardness fading. Y/N was more than surprised at his parent's reaction. He was their son and an Alpha, yet they berated him for his actions. Their scents were full of protectiveness over her. She was amazed at their attitudes and freedoms and how they treated her. It gave her even more hope for the future.

Even so, she was grateful when they left, leaving her alone with her Alpha again. While feeling better about being Jensen's Omega, she still had many concerns about what lay ahead for them. She knew Jensen could feel her turmoil, and as he sat beside her on the couch, she knew they would talk about it.

"What's wrong, Y/N?" Jensen's tone was soft and pleading. He knew that she and his parents immediately hit it off, liking each other. But something was making her incredibly uncomfortable.

"Nothing, Alpha," she quickly replied, her face falling as Jensen gave her a look. She sighed, relenting, "I don't know how to be Omega. I'm trying to be a good Omega, but the only thing I know about good Omegas is being submissive and quiet. But you're not happy with that either."

"Hey," he soothed, wrapping his arm around her and tucking her close into his side. "I don't want you to be anyone other than yourself. We talked about this."

"I know," she admitted, dropping her head with a sigh. "I'm trying. And I don't want to disappoint you or your parents."

"Something else is bothering you."

She wanted to deny it and tell him everything was alright. She rubbed at her claiming mark absentmindedly as she carefully thought over her words. Chewing on her lip, she turned to face him, dropping her hands into her lap and taking a deep breath.

"I'm nervous about the move to Vancouver," she exhaled a relieved breath. "I've been on my own before, but not as an open and claimed Omega. I'm worried that without you there, I'm going to mess up, or something's going to happen."

Jensen shushed her and brought her into his arms once more, soothing away the growing panic crashing over her.

"You'll like Vancouver," Jensen spoke as he rocked her. "It's more progressive. Omegas still have to wear collars, but laws are changing rapidly."

"I'm sorry," she wiped away the tears that streamed down her face and dripped off her chin. "Other than my time with you, being an Omega has been hell. It's hard to suddenly feel so caged and restricted, to think of every step I take and everything I do in terms of whether it will get me in trouble or not. Honestly, I feel great about you and us," she insisted, cupping his cheek. "It's everything else that has me going crazy. And I know you'll do everything possible to make me feel equal. But that doesn't change the world or how it sees and treats me."

He didn't argue. Knowing she was right and not understanding how to improve it, he pulled her into his lap and settled back into the couch, holding her close and tucking her into the crook of his neck. He knew his scent would help calm her. In that moment, he wanted to take on the world, to force it to realize how wrong it was to subjugate anyone in such a way. Weren't we all just people?

But he was only one man. Even with the help of friends and family, how much change could any of them do? Regardless, his precious Omega was more than worth at least trying. If somehow he could, he would change the world for her.

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