My Alpha(s)

《Twenty》

"Dude, you look like shit," Joe commented, walking in from the bunks. Pete looked up and just blinked at him.

Joe stops and stares at Pete.

"Dude, are you ok?" Joe asked, walking up and kneeling down next to Pete. Pete just hands him his phone. Joe's eyes widen, looking from the phone to Pete.

"So he-"

"He escaped, and he's going after Patrick again." Pete confirmed, clenching his fists.

"How long ago?" Andy questioned, walking into the conversation.

"Two nights ago, they sent the photo last night after I put Patrick in his bunk. I haven't been able to sleep," Pete sighed, playing with the hem of his sleeve.

"Ok, I understand you're concerned about Patrick, we all are, but you're a damn alpha that's acting like an omega. So, instead if moping around about it, get your shit together and help protect your omega," Joe ordered. Pete stared up wide eyed at Joe.

"You're right."

"I always am."

"I wouldn't go that far," Andy says, earning a huff from Joe.

"I have my moments," Joe defends, crossing his arms. Andy rolls his eyes.

"Why are you all up so early?" Patrick mumbles, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"What time is it?" Pete asks, curious to know how long he was sitting there.

"About 7 in the morning," Joe answered.

"And you all are up?" Pete questioned.

"Well, I woke up cause I heard you all talking," Patrick says, plopping down on the couch.

"Sorry, 'Trick."

"Ah, it's fine," Patrick mumbled, grabbing a blanket and curling up in it falling back asleep. The alphas chuckle at the omega.

"Pete, you should probably get some sleep," Andy noted. Pete sighed and nodded, getting up from his chair. He walked over to the couch, picking Patrick up and laying down. Patrick curled up next to his alpha, making Pete smile.

Pete fell asleep, the omega wrapped in his arms bring him comfort.