《Submissive Alpha》Chapter 13
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There were papers upon papers scattered on the table in front of me.
I had been working on my packs paperwork for the past two hours.
My mates parents had been catching up on their own covens work, Vladimir was working on documents related to rogue attacks outside their coven boarders.
Rogue attacks had increased tremendously over the past few months which had not only been a worry for Vlad and Idris but my pack as well.
Idris was working on recent trading with smaller covens. Being the most powerful vampire coven they always helped out when other less advantaged coven were struggling.
My ass still hurt a little as I sat on the couch inside Vladimir and Idris' office in their covens main house.
Their office was dark with old victorian architecture and furniture, much like the rest of the house. Goddess knows how old their home is, how old their coven is, how old they are.
After my punishment I had woken up in the room that my mates and I were sharing. Vlad and Idris had been sitting at the end of the bed and Matt and Damien were changing.
I vaguely remember slipping into subspace afterwards. Though I'm still getting used to it I still don't remember much, the more often it happens however the more I'll start to remember.
I had apparently slept through the whole night and by morning my mates told me they were heading back to my pack as their belongings were arriving. Since we were sleeping in the same room and in the same bed together now we had to move to a bigger room, so today they were going back to put their stuff in order.
I had thought that I'd be going back with them but they told me to stay here till they get back.
They said I needed some special bonding time with their dad's and I guess that was going to be today.
When they had left, Vlad and Idris had taken my hands and brought me to their study where I was now.
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I was slowly starting to get used to their codling of me, I actually was really liking it.
The feeling I got being with my mates would never match with their dad's obviously, but they still gave me such a strong feeling of comfort and coziness that I couldn't help but love.
I looked over at them as they started putting away their work, seemingly done for the day.
Vlad then turned to me and gave me a warm smile that made me blush, causing him to chuckle.
"Come here Xander, you've done enough work for today sweetheart." Vlad said as he opened his arms for me.
A gave a small smile as I stood up from the couch and walked over to them as I slid onto Vladimir's lap. My legs lay across his thighs as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me further into him.
I rested my head on his chest as I listened to his heart beating, causing me to relax immediately and melt into his touch.
Although I myself am a big and very muscular man, I can't help but feel so small when I'm with my mates or their dad's. Like I was so fragile and needed their protection.
"That's because you are fragile to us, you are ever so precious honey." Idris said giving me a warm smile.
I pouted with a blush as I just remembered they could read my thoughts just like my mates could, it was really creepy how vampires could do that.
Idris only cooed at my pout as that made me blush harder, no doubt my tanned skin turning a dark red.
Vladimir chuckled as he rubbed my back and rocked me ever so gently as his husband continue to cooe at me.
"You are such a blushing mess aren't you, such a blushy little one." Vlad cooed at me. I whined at his teasing as I buried my face into his chest trying to hide that it had turned into a tomato by now.
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"Aww sweetheart its okay, we love your blushes." Idris said as he got up from his chair to take a seat on the desk in front of me and Vlad. He was trying to make me feel better but honestly nothing would at this point.
"So.." Vlad started "We heard that there's a certain little wolf that we haven't met yet."
By this I realise they ment Oli. I could feel him blushing in the back of my mind.
Oli was a very dominant wolf, he was where I got most of mine from. So when he had come forward for my mates that one time it shocked me to see him submit and melt so easily.
"Y-yeah, his names Oli." I said quietly.
"Can we meet him, would he like to say hello?" Idris asked in a sweet voice to tise Oli to come forward.
'You don't have to if you don't want to you know. Only if your comfortable.' I said to Oli.
No its okay, I don't mind saying hi. They seem really nice.
'Very well' I answered as I pushed him forward as I sunk into the back of my mind, ready to observe their interactions.
I opened my eyes as I looked up at Vladimir. He had a look of awe as he stared down at me which made me blush a dark red.
Looking to my side I saw Idris also looking down at me with the same look.
I had to admit they were very handsome. They both were very tall and muscular, with sharp jawlines and pale skin.
"Why thank you little one." Vladimir said with a chuckle that made my eyes widen. Oh yeah... they can read my thoughts.
"Hello Oli." they say in unison.
"Hello" I said quietly. They both oosed dominance. I was pulled closer causing me to snuggled further into Vladimir, I felt a deep rumble in his chest. I shivered as I looked at the smirk that lay on his face.
He rocked me side to side as he I melted into his touch. Like Xander I wasn't used to submitting, but the feel of their gentle touches made it really hard not to.
"It's nice to finally meet you Oli, I hope we can see you often." Idris said with fondness.
"Me too." I smiled at them as they kissed my for head before I slipped back into the back of Xander's mind. Not wanting to stay too long as I didn't know them well enough yet.
There was a comfortable silence when I came back up front. Content in laying in Vlads arms.
As we sat there a thought popped into my head. "How did you two meet?" I asked.
They chuckled as they looked at each other with smiles on their faces, love shining in their eyes.
"What was it again, was it the 1650's or 60s?" Idris asked Vladimir.
Wait what..
"1667 as I recall it. It was when his family moved to our town, we met in history class." Vlad replied. They then looked down at my shocked face.
"Sweetheart you do remember we are vampires right?" Idris asked with a chuckle. "Or are you just shocked that we're 'so old'?" he teased.
My face burned from embarrassment. I should've remembered that being vampire Lords they were bound to be old, but I didn't think they were that old.
Another chuckle came from above as kisses were brought to my cheeks.
"What was your reaction to Matt and Damien's age, surely it was a bit of a shock to you?" Vlad asked.
My eyebrows scrunched up in confusion. "Well not really, they're only 19."
Their eyes shot out at my comment then they burst out laughing. I was so confused.
"Sweetheart they're 19 in human or wolf years, they've been around a lot longer than you think."
"H-how old?.."
"They were born in 1898." Idris said, still chuckling.
"What?" I gasped. "Why would they say they were 19."
"They probably thought you would freak out."
Okay they had a point, I probably would have freaked. But they still should've told me.
Im definitely having a word with them when they get back.
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