Vicious Submissive (BoyxBoy)

Concerned: Leo POV

We were about halfway there when I looked over and saw my baby fast asleep. Good, he needed the rest. I reached over, brushing my finger against his cheek, causing him to purr quietly. I was officially worried about him and whatever he'd been forced to go through. Seeing him like that broke my heart. Hearing the doubts he had about himself and what our relationship could be. It made me regret not finding him sooner. I would have been able to protect him from whatever caused this. As we pulled up to the packhouse, a few warriors walked over to greet me,

"Welcome back, Leo."

I nodded as I got out of the car and walked over to the passenger side, where Jayce and Micah stood peering through the glass at Cyrus with suspicion. I growled gently, causing them to step out of the way. Pulling open the door, I undid his seatbelt and gently turned him 'til his legs were hanging out of the car. I picked him up, his legs on either side of me, my arms making a seat for his thighs and plump butt. I heard my door being quietly closed behind me as I walked to the door. Making sure Cyrus' head was in the crook of my neck so the strange scents wouldn't wake him up, I made my way into the house and up the stairs.

Once I was in my room, I gently laid him on my bed. As soon as he was on the comforter, he turned on his side, rubbing his face into the fabric and gripping it in his hands. I felt my wolf's pride in how our scent comforted our mate. As he lay there in his clothes, I almost wanted to wake him up so he could change into something more comfortable. I decided to let him sleep for now. There were so many thoughts running through my mind about him. Through the pack link, I asked my dad if he was still up. Unsurprisingly, he said yes, and I made my way to his office, closing the door behind me as quietly as possible.

The Alpha's office was at the end of the hallway, the door slightly ajar. I walked in to see my dad on his laptop. He looked up as I sat down in the chair across from his desk,

"Hey son. I hear a 'congratulations' is in order. Josh told me you found your mate. I'm happy for you."

At the mention of Cyrus, my leg started bouncing. He glanced at it,

"What did you want to talk about?"

"I'm worried about him, dad."

He closed his laptop and interlaced his fingers as he gave me his full attention. Where do I start? I was getting antsy in the chair so I started to pace,

"It's so many different things like he was living in the woods and his wolf is scarred, LIKE COVERED IN SCARS, and he's scared of certain types of touch and then he was so sleep deprived he gave himself a migraine and he doesn't even have basic possessions and sometimes he gets scared when I touch him-"

"Son."

"And he has way too much battle experience to just be a senior in high school and then he had this crazy migraine so I don't know if he has other health things going on-"

"Son."

"And he's scared of telling me his past 'cause he thinks I'll reject him-"

"Leo."

"And then he told me that he didn't deserve to have a mate and there's also the scar-"

"Leonitus!"

I stopped at the sound of my full name and looked at my dad, who was giving me a sympathetic, yet worried, look,

"Son, take a seat, and take a breath."

I did as he suggested and he smiled at me encouragingly,

"Now start from the beginning."

"Well, I guess the main thing that's bothering me is his past. Apparently, it's bad enough that he thinks I'd reject him as a mate. There are multiple signs to back up that he's been through a lot and it's gnawing at the back of my mind. I don't want to rush him into talking about it before he's ready, but the more time we're together the more I'm worried about him not talking about it."