《Submissive Alpha》Chapter 11
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Damien, Matt and I were walking to the grand Hall of the vampire coven where the peace treaty was to be held.
The room was huge, with big white pillars lining the surrounding table that stood oval shape in the middle of the room.
There were old paintings of monarchs, vampires and other supernatural creatures along the ceilings and walls. A blood read carpet finishing off the decor.
I walked in holding my mates hands and my nerves were as visible as ever.
Damien and Matt were trying to comfort me by whipsering encouragements like 'there's nothing to worry about', 'we're here' and 'nothing bad will happen' but I wasn't so sure.
These were the leaders of the top supernatural packs, covens etc in the world, there was bound to be some form of complaints.
Maybe complaints about my position as Alpha. What if they think I should be removed? What if..
I felt two hands on my lower back and looked up to see my mates standing in front of me with sympathetic looks.
Feeling another two hands rest on either of my shoulders I looked back to see Vladimir and Idris smiling at me too.
A hand rested on my cheek and pulled my face forward to look at my mates again.
"Baby boy we promise you there is nothing to worry your little head about. Yes, there might be a few questions, some of the leaders will be shocked no doubt. But we can assure you that nothing bad is going to happen." Damien said, his thumb rubbing my cheek giving me comfort as I leaned into his touch.
I looked to Matt and he smiled, giving me a reassuring nod.
I took a deep breath as they stood at my side again, we then made our way to the doors of the grand Hall and entered.
All heads rose as we entered the grand Hall, the eyes of the leaders landing on the five of us.
There were four leaders in total, making up the top six packs/covens in the supernatural world.
There was Orion of the werewolf Blue Moon Pack, ranking 6th. Celeste of the Vampire Gangrel Coven, ranking 5th. Aragon of the Dragon Hellfire Clan, ranking 4th. And Pheonix of the Worlock Chalice Coven, ranking 3rd.
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As they took in our appearances, their eyes landed on my hands enclosed in my mates. Vladimir and Idris took this opportunity to introduce us.
"Good evening Lord's and Lady, as I'm sure you all can see our sons have found their mate. Xander, Alpha of the Crimson Moon Pack." Vladimir spoke giving my shoulder a tight squeeze.
Celeste and Orion gave me a smile. "Congratulations Lord Xander on finding your mate, or mates for that matter." Lord Orion said.
"Yes congratulations to all three of you." Lady Celeste also said.
I felt myself calm down a bit. I looked over at Arogon, he had a cold expression as always.
"Congratulations Lord Xander." he said in a deep voice, giving me a curt nod. "And to you too Damien and Matt."
"Thank you Lord Arogon." Matt said, he then looked down at me. "What do you say angel?"
I blushed and looked around to see smirks on Celeste and Orion faces. "Thank y-you guys." I stuttered, looking at the ground.
"So your a submissive are you?" came a gruff voice. I looked up to see Pheonix looking at me with confusion.
"NO! I-I mean I am when I'm with my mates. But that doesn't change the fact I'm still an Alpha." I rushed.
"Good boy." Matt said giving me a kiss on the forehead.
Phoenix looked at me for what felt like ages until he finally spoke. "I've nothing wrong with it, I'm just shocked is all."
My eyes widened, they're all OK with it?
"Told you." Matt said.
"Alright, everyone please take a seat." Idris said and everyone walked to their seats.
When I went to take a seat I realised there weren't any left. I looked to my mates and saw Damien pat his lap.
I shook my head, I can't sit in his lap, not here. Not whilst all the leaders can see me.
"Baby boy come sit." Damien said. I shook my head again. Its too embarrassing, I can't they'll all laugh at me.
"No one will laugh at you honey." Idris said, encouraging me to sit on Damiens lap. I looked at him hesitantly.
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"Xander if you do not sit down we will have to punish you." Matt warned. I looked at him and gulped, dropping my head to the ground.
"I will count to three Xander, one.." Matt said. I didn't move. "Two..."
I looked down at them as they just stared at me. They looked upset, I didn't want them upset with me.
"Three."
Damien reached over and pulled me into his lap. My face burst into flames as I tried to get up but he held me firm in his lap. Damien then leaned into me and whispered into my ear.
"My my baby boy, looks like someone's getting a punishment. You better prepare that behind of yours." Damien whispered into my ear.
When he pulled back he gave me a pointed look, I already knew what he was asking for.
"I'm sorry daddy." I said lowly.
I looked over at Matt to see a look of sadness on his face.
I whimpered as I looked down at my lap, realising I'd upset my mates.
When I looked up again I saw the other leaders smilling at me making me blush more than I already was.
"We would never judge you Xander. There haven't been many Alpha's who have been submissive but your not the first. Some of us have been around longer than others and have seen our fair share of surprises." Celeste said giving me a comforting smile which eased my nerves.
"And we certainly don't see you as any less of an Alpha." Orin added.
This made all my nerves disappear instantly, they really didn't mind at all. But I'd upset my mates when I should've trusted them.
Vladimir stood up and the room went silent, the treaty began.
We discussed territory, pack/coven training and recent rogue attacks.
Then all the leaders stud up and gathered in a circle for the peace offering.
Each leader presented a drop of blood into the chalace held by Idris, and with all our blood mixed together Phoenix used his magic to turn our blood into a chalky mixture.
We all lifted our sleeves to present the the crescent moons on our wrists which marked our symbol of peace. Each leader then took it in turns to smear the paste into our marks, therefore solidifying peace between our species.
I found myself in Vladimir's lap with Idris combing my hair, trying to get me to relax. They had pulled me aside once the ceremony ended, making an effort to try and comfort me.
Damien and Matt were still upset with me. I knew it really hurt them that I didn't trust them as I could feel the pain come off of them slightly.
"You should've just trusted them Xander. Damien and Matt are your doms and mates, they'd never put you in harms way." Vlad said making me look at him.
"I know, I-I'm sorry." I whimpered as my eyes started to water and my bottom lip trembled.
"Oh honey it's OK." Idris cooed. I was pulled into Vladimir's chest as him and Idris rubbed my back as I sniffled.
"We know your still scared to be submissive in public, but you have to trust Damien and Matt. They're only hurt because they thought you didn't trust them. As doms the reality of your submissive not trusting you is heartbreaking." Idris said.
"I didn't realise that." I said sadly.
"It's okay Xander, they will be okay so long as you explain this to them. They care for you so much."
I pulled back and looked between the two of them. "Really?" I whimpered.
"Yes honey really." Idris replied.
I smiled at him and nodded. I need to let them know that I do trust them, that I just let my worries cloud over their words. They knew I'd be okay. And they probably knew already that the Lords wouldn't care about it, considering they have known some of them for decades.
"Your still getting punished though, don't forget that?" Vladimir added.
"Ye I know." I said with a pout.
I snuggled back into Vladimir's chest as he and Idris continued to comfort me. I was really beginning to enjoy their attention, they may not be my mates but they still gave me that feeling of security that I found myself longing for.
Now I just sit and wait for my mates to come get me. I'm now ready to talk to them but I am not ready for this punishment.
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