Submissive Alpha

Chapter 23

NOTICE: This is a fictional story, nothing about this story is real. Any depictions of mature content is merely fictional. If this story is not for you then don't read it.

Please reframe from comparing the themes or any actions displayed by the characters as real life because they ARE NOT REAL.

I shouldn't have to make this but there you go, it's fiction and not real life...

Thank you and enjoy!

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Matt's POV:

Myself and Damien walked side by side out of the warehouse with a very tired Xander in my arms. He was too exhausted from his injuries to walk on his own so I was carrying him, not that I'd want him to be walking in this state anyway even if he wasn't hurt.

My heart swelled from the love he was pouring into our bond, but along with that love came so much pain. His body had been put through the mill and it angered me so much to think how much torture he went through over those two days.

And not only that......he was pregnant! And that bastard knew he was pregnant yet still tortured him. He'd need a trip to the pack doctor to ensure that no harm was done to our child.

The realisation of Xander being pregnant suddenly made sense. It explained why we had been so touchy with him the weeks before he was taken, why we refused to let him out of our sight or hold more so than usual.

I kinda felt dumb for not realising it sooner, it should've been obvious.

We both should've realised. Damien said through our link making me frown. He was hurting just as much as I was but was refusing to show it as he held one of Xander's hands.

It was after we'd killed Louis and approached Xander to get him out of the chains we then felt it. Placing our hands on Xander's tummy we were able to feel the faintest movement, that along with a tiny heart beat.

Xander had clung to us as soon as he was freed and hasn't let go since, not that I minded. But I did worry slightly that this might've effected him more than physically. I didn't want him to develop any ptsd from this or to feel afraid.

Even the toughest of Alpha's have suffered greatly from events like this. And if that would be the case from Xander he'd need even more love and comfort than ever, and myself and Damien would be more than happy to give it to him.

I kept him firmly in my arms whilst making sure not to hurt him.

With all the pain and exhaustion he'd been through I couldn't help but think how adorable he looked. His face was buried in my neck with his battered arms wrapped around me.

Even once outside when his tired pack members lifted their gazes to him he didn't remove his face from my neck. No one said anything or seemed to mind though, only glances of either happiness at his safety or sadness at the state of their Alphas condition were shown. Once he was rested he'd make an appearance to them. 

Although scared shitless, killing Louis had proved to be more difficult than we had thought.

He had put up a good fight that's for sure, managing to take a few chunks out of us along with leaving some scars here and there. Though that was nothing compared to what we did to him.

Once we had gotten a good grip on him we tore him apart. Each of his limbs were pulled off his body, bite marks with kicks and punches then littered his body and we didn't stop until he was destroyed.

We made sure he'd suffer a slow and painful death, no one harms our mate and gets away with it.

The few injuries on our bodies Xander tried to reach for to help but he could only look at them for a short while until they began to heal.