《Submissive Alpha》Chapter 2
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I stood there still again as their gazes continued to make me crumble. My head was a mess, I was standing in front of my mates, yet I couldn't move. I had been waiting my whole life to meet my mate, to feel the pull of our u mated bond, to feel the electricity of our skin touching. But now that they stood in front of me, I couldn't move.
There were two of them, I had two mates? It was very uncommon for people to have more than one mate, very few ever documented in history. And they were twins, which made this even more strange.
I watched as the smirks on their faces slowly formed into frowns, they didn't look pleased. But why, why did they look upset? The thought of them being upset made a small whimper come from my thought making me freeze.
Did I just whimper, me?
My wolf Oli said to me, sounding just as stunned as I felt.
I hadn't prepared myself for that kind of reaction, it wasn't a reaction I'd ever committed before, not since I was a kid.
The gasps of shock could be heard from my pack members as they began to murmer amongst each other, confusion lacing every conversation. My mind began to race, I can't be acting like this, I'm an Alpha.
I turned around and ran off the stage, not stopping at the questions from my pack, or the yells from my mates as I made my way through the pack house again.
I reached my office and slammed the door behind me, pacing back and forth as I tried to wrap my head around what was going on.
I had two mates, who were male. I wasn't against having male mates, but I had only ever been attracted to women, why would goddess give me male mates?
Not to mention I was drooling over their bodies, and I whimpered in front of them and my entire pack.
Why was my body reacting like this, so different, so unusual, so...submissive.
I groaned when I heard a knock on the door. "Go away." I needed time, time to gather my thoughts.
But there was another knock, and another knock after that, my patience was wearing thin. I stormed over to the door and swung it open to see a very scared looking Simon.
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"Oh for God's sake what is so fuc-." I bellowed but was cut off when those strong scents invaded my my air again, and looking past Simon I saw the very owners of those scents, my mates, who appeared to be very pissed off.
"I'm sorry Xander, but they demanded I bring them to you. They are quite addemant about speaking to you now." he says lowly.
I felt bad for shouting at my Beta, he looked just as scared as I felt and yet I probably made him feel worse.
"I'm sorry for shouting at you Simon, you can go, I'll sort this out."
"And what exactly do you mean by sorting out, do you plan on getting rid of us? How rude of you Alpha." the twin with the black hair spoke and I paled, that hadn't been my intention, actually I don't know what exactly I had planned to do.
Both my mates now stood in front of Simon, their expressions were a mixture of anger, hurt and a hint of teasing. That very same teasing that made me quiver outside.
The blonde twin did not look happy, he seemed more annoyed than his brother and whatever that annoyance was from I couldn't help but find attraction in it.
There was something about their expressions that made my insides melt and I felt myself take a step back. My reaction confused Simon no doubt, though thankfully he chose to say nothing.
I sighed when they made no further movement.
"You may leave Simon, thank you." I said.
"Yes Alpha." he replied and closed the door after him.
I felt the air thicken when he left, leaving me and my mates alone together.
Their eyes were completely fixed on me, then the black haired twin spoke again.
"So why did you run, are you already planning to reject us." he said, a smirk still on his face those his eyes held pain.
"W-what no, I-I would never reject my mate, mates." I stuttered.
I cursed at myself internally, why was I acting like this? I'd been waiting 6 years for my mate, so why am I suddenly afraid, why did they make me feel so vulnerable?
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The black haired twin's smirk grew ten folds. His brothers hard frown now lifting into a smirk too.
"We didn't mean to scare you angel." he spoke in a deep yet comforting tone.
My eyes shot out of my head. "How did you-" I was cut off by their dark chuckles that seemed to send chills down my spine.
"We are Vampire's, we can read others thoughts, being an Alpha to some Vampires we thought you'd know that?" he said teasingly and my cheeks grew warm again, I completely forgot about Vampires ability to mind read.
"Forgive me, I simply forgot." I said dumbly.
"All will be forgiven shortly angel, now first, let use introduced ourselves." he said as they took a few steps closer to me.
"I'm Mathew, but everyone calls me Matt." the black haired twin said.
"And I'm Damien, we're 19 and from the vampire coven in the nearest district over." the blonde twin said, his voice was very deep that it sent another shiver down my spine. Goddess what is wrong with me.
They laughed again, this time with amused looks on their faces.
"There is nothing wrong with you sweetheart, your just not used to submitting is all." Matt said, my brows scrunched up in confusion.
"I am Alpha of this pack, I do not submit to anyone." I said angrily, finally getting my voice back. But my sudden confidence vanished as soon as it came when their expressions turn sly, they didn't look happy.
"You seem to be mistaken dear mate. You may be the Alpha of this pack but in this relationship WE are in charge. We are your doms and you are our submissive, and we do not tolerate a sub who misbehaves." Matt spoke matter of factly and I was frozen. In charge? Behaviour?
Dom/sub bonds weren't as common amongst werewolves as they were Vampires, not many of the wolves in my pack had that kind of relationship.
When I thought about it it made a bit of sense. Why my body has been reacting the way it is, why I'm getting flustered so easily, why their words and actions have such an affect on me.
Not only has goddess given me male mates, but she has also given me the role of the sub...perfect.
"Are you unhappy with this arrangement bad boy? Running off on us when we called you back, questioning our bond, you need a punishment boy." Damien spoke darkly.
I stood still in shock, punishment?
"I wasn't thinking ill of our bond, I'm just confused, I don't know what to do?" I said as I gazed at them.
Matt eventually spoke up, "Do you not want this bond Xander?" he said, his voice sounding hurt which caused a pained strain to my heart.
"Of course I want this bond, I would never cast my mates aside." I said affirmatively.
My words make them visibly relax, they then begin to approach me and Damien wrapped his hand around my throat, squeezing slightly.
"You were still a bad boy for running off on us. We called you back but you chose not to listen, you need to be punished."
I felt my dick throb to life at his words, why in goddesses name was the thought of a punishment arousing to me.
His hand around my throat tightened whilst his other hand grabbed my package which caused me to choke on a maon. I felt myself leak slightly in my pants as Damien messaged my member roughly as he stared into my eyes.
Oli began panting, wanting more friction from our mate from downstairs.
"Now, will you be a good boy and take your punishment? "Damien asked.
My eyes grew large as his hand sped up slightly, the feeling pulling another choked moan from me. I felt myself nod as his scowl turned into a smirk.
"Good boy, now bend over your desk for us and take your punishment."
My desk? "B-but.." I stuttered out.
"No buts sweetheart, be a good boy and do as your told." Matt demanded.
I looked at them and then at my desk, what were they going to do to me? What would my punishment be?
"All in due time our precious mate, all in due time."
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