Broken Mate (MM) (COMPLETE)

Chapter Fifteen

Knox Briggs

"Five minutes, then come in" Alexander says, as he pushes open the car door. I nod.

"Five minutes angel, i know" i give him a small smile. His dad already went in, he wanted to give us a few minutes of privacy. "Then we can cuddle, and wait for your niece and nephew. It'll be okay, and I'll be here. Promise" He nods, slipping out of the car. He shuts the door, taking a deep breath.

He walks inside, and I feel a pulse through our bond. It's 3:32, so 3:37 I'll go in. I lean back in the seat, staring at the clock. I don't know what else I'm supposed to do.

I can't feel him much, since we have not marked and mated. I still have a faint mark from my first mate. I remember feeling her death, and how it broke me. How I never thought I'd repair, and now I have a new mate.

I haven't been able to process it much. Things are heavy with Xan, but we're working through it. I just need to give it time, and maybe I can open up to him about Ruby, and her death. But now isn't the time. I need to be strong for the both of us. I can't lose him, too.

3:37 hits, and I'm out of my car and walking into the house as quickly as I can. Xan is in the living room, pacing and running his fingers through his hair. I can feel a faint spike of anxiety, but I know he's more anxious than what I can feel.

"You okay?" I ask, and he whips around. He nods, letting out a deep breath.

"I did it" he nods, but I can see the glossiness in his eyes, and his uneven breaths. I can see him tugging at his fingers, which are slightly shaking.

"You did so good, baby" I murmured, as I stepped into his space. I use the praise as a way to help calm him. I am so fucking proud of him though. I wrap my arms around him, surrounding him in my scent.

Burying my face into his neck, I nip the place I'd marked. He relaxes in my arms, his winding around my neck. He pulls himself flush against me, and I hoist his small body up, into my arms. Wrapping his legs around my waist, I walk to the couch sitting down. Zeke left at some point, but I know he waited until I was in here.

Xan buries himself into me, his face in my neck. His body is relaxed, and his breaths are evening out. He rests his head on my shoulder, and I keep my body close to his. "I'm sorry" he whispers, and I pull back, my eyes finding him.

"For what?"

"That you have to deal with this. I know you have your own things to be worried about" he murmurs, hurt flashing in his eyes.

"There's nowhere else I'd rather be, Alexander. I want to be here with you, I want to help you. Don't think too much into it, angel" I keep my words gentle, as I run my fingers through his hair. "We're gonna get through this together"

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Ethan is curled up in my lap, a book in his hand as he giggles and mumbles incoherent words. Willow is on Xan's hip, as he tells her some dramatic story she's loving. We are watching the kids while Zeke cooks dinner.

Peyton should be home soon though. Ethan finishes his book, and climbs off my lap. He stumbles his way to the toy bin, grabbing out toys that interest him. Willow scrambles out of Xan's grasp, and he sets her down as she goes to play with her brother.

"So your brother had them?" I ask, trying to wrap my head around that. I heard rumors about it, but knowing the truth? That's crazy.

"Yeah, he got pregnant pretty quick. It's the way the moon goddess makes sure the Alpha gene can be passed on. Since they're twins, I think Bran and Noah are gonna let the kids decide who's Alpha. We've never had a female Alpha, so" Xan shrugs, sitting down next to me. "I can't get pregnant, if you're worried about that. At least i don't think that's how it works. Dad had us, because Pops needed to pass on the beta gene. Hence Layla, Branson and I." he shrugs, "It's not like a normal pregnancy either. It's like super high risk"