The Alpha’s Curvy Cinderella - Chapter 43: Chapter 43

Jaxon POV
It was the next day. Alex and I had spent the majority of the night talking and then he’d had to leave, to grab some of his things and ask permission to leave his pack, in order to move into mine. I’d stayed at the hotel, unable to locate Jordan who seemed to have vanished into thin air, only to be told by the doorman she’d gotten a limousine home, which made me relax slightly. I was a little hurt she hadn’t stopped to say goodbye, but maybe she was uncomfortable interrupting me and Alex? I would have to go and see her and find out. As it was I’d phoned my mother and father and told them I was bringing my mate home with me, my mother shrieking so hard down the phone that I swore she’d made me deaf in one ear, before I hung up.
Alex and I stood just outside of my pack house, his eyes wide as he stared at the massive building, appreciation in his eyes as he perused it. “Wow,” he said with a whistle “It’s gorgeous” he breathed.
I smiled, “wait until you see the inside,” I said with a chuckle “My mother has really outdone herself. Now remember, my parents can be a little…” I paused. What was the right way to describe them I pondered. Strange? Weird? Unusual? Wacky? Unique?
Alex laughed. “I’m sure they are fine,” he said with a grin “You’re making a mountain out of a molehill” he teased as I reluctantly opened the door.
Yeah, just you wait I thought with a grimace, I was sure he’d be changing his mind about that any second now. We no sooner stepped foot inside the door and into the living room, when my mother came flying out of nowhere, wrapping her arms around me and squealing. “Jaxon, I’m so happy for you” she shrieked as Alex looked on in stunned silence “And you must be his mate Alex” she added, flinging her arms around him as I smirked and he patted her back awkwardly “Oh you are a handsome one aren’t you?” she said admiringly, pinching his cheeks.
Alex gave me a helpless look. I shrugged. My father came ricocheting into the room at a hundred miles an hour, shaking my hand and then offering his to Alex’s. “Welcome to our pack” he beamed “I’m so happy to meet you.”
“Um, it’s nice to meet you,” Alex said politely as my mother finally stopped pinching his cheeks and stared up at him with her eyes shining.
My father looked him up and down. “So, you’re a Beta,” he said with satisfaction “excellent. You and Jaxon will make an excellent team.”
My mother nodded. Then she bit her lip and regarded us both. “But won’t that be a problem?” she asked us slowly.
We looked at each other confused. “No,” I said “Alex being a Beta is an advantage. It means he’s strong and fully capable of helping me to defend the pack.”
My mother shook her head. “Oh I wasn’t talking about that” she exclaimed waving her hands dismissively “I was talking about in the bedroom,” she said in a low voice “You know because you’re both dominant. It means you’re both going to want to be on top and only one of you can” she explained in a hush.
I blushed bright red. Alex looked at her in fascination. My father’s shoulders shook as he tried to stifle his laughter. My mother continued to look concerned.
“I’m sure that we can come to some sort of compromise” I hissed as Alex coughed, putting his hands in his pockets and staring pointedly down at the floor.
“Yes, you could always take turns” my mother agreed.
I face-palmed myself. Alex made a choking sound. My father looked on the verge of passing out as he kept the laughter in check. “Come on dear, let’s give them some space. Give Alex time to settle in, get acquainted with the pack, and have a tour of the grounds” my father said in a strangled voice as I gave him a grateful look.
“Oh but” my mother protested “I want to spend time with Alex.”
“Honey, you can get to know him at dinnertime. Right now, I think the two boys want to spend time with each other. You know what it’s like when you first find your mate” he continued to coax her.
“Oh, oh,” she said slowly “Yes, I guess we’ll leave them to it. Jaxon I prepared your room for you, hope you don’t mind. Welcome to the pack Alex,” she said with a large smile, my father steering her carefully out of the room as she glanced over her shoulder one last time and winked at me.
Silence. Awkward silence. Alex huffed out a laugh. “You weren’t kidding, your mother is, well something else,” he said with a grin.
“That’s putting it politely” I groaned.
“Nah, I think she’s cool,” Alex said easily “Mine disowned me when they found out I was gay” he reminded me “so I think its awesome that she’s so accepting of it. Even if she’s a little too much, it comes from a good place, you know” he added with a nonchalant shrug.
I relaxed. I felt bad for him that his parents didn’t speak to him, but it had been in my favor because it meant he had been more than prepared to move to my pack and help me to prepare to run it.
“How about we take your suitcase up to my bedroom,” I said gruffly, reaching out to take it for him.
He let me, following silently up the stairs as I led him up to the top level, his eyes inquisitive as he looked at the various artwork on the walls and down the different corridors as we passed them.
I was nervous. Especially about the remark my mother had made about preparing my bedroom. Had she just tidied it I wondered. As in making the bed and picking up the clothes off the floor, putting them in the hamper, that sort of thing? Maybe swept the floor and mopped it? But we had omegas for that purpose. Omegas that we paid, we weren’t like other packs that treated them like slaves. She might have chosen to do the work simply due to the excitement of me having a mate, but I felt a sense of foreboding the closer I got to the bedroom. To the point my stomach was in knots as I stood just outside the door, debating whether I should open the door or not. Alex looked bewildered.
“Something wrong?” he asked.
“I’m not sure what Mother meant by prepared the room” I muttered, eyeing the door as though there was a bomb on the other side, ready to explode the moment I stepped through “It could mean nothing, it could be something highly embarrassing.”
He chuckled. “The only way to find out is to open the door and look” he pointed out wisely.
I groaned and slowly opened the door, turning the light switch on and stepping inside, only to halt in my tracks. Oh my god. My mother had gone all out. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She had wound fairy lights all around my black, masculine four-poster bed. She had strategically placed led flickering candles around the room, to make it seem more romantic I guess? I looked over at my bedside table and gasped. She had carefully placed, in full view, a copy of the book, ‘The Karma Sutra for Gay Males’ in the center of it, open to an illustration that depicted a rather interesting s****❘ position. Next to that was a bowl of condoms. To finish it off was a large tube of lube, flavored I might add.
I briefly considered crashing through my bedroom window and shifting, heading into the forest, never to be seen again. This was humiliating. My mother had a knack for overstepping boundaries, but this, this took the cake. It was like she thrived on leaping over them and overdoing herself each time. I would think it was a prank, but my mother didn’t do pranks. She sincerely thought she was helping by doing this. I closed my eyes. Maybe, if I wished hard enough, all of this would vanish when I opened them back up again.
No such luck. I couldn’t even face Alex. God knows what he thought of this. He was probably wondering what kind of family he was getting himself into. I heard a soft noise behind me, that swiftly got louder and louder as I turned in disbelief, Alex’s face bright red as he burst into laughter, so hard that tears trailed down his cheeks.
“You should see your face” he wheezed, clutching his stomach and bent double “Oh man, I would never in a million years have expected anything like this. It’s so f*****g funny” he gasped.
I laughed, the tension easing. The fact Alex could see the humor in it helped immensely. We laughed until we cried and then laughed some more. Finally, we stopped and I helped Alex get up off the floor, both of us sitting on the bed.
He wiped his eyes and took deep breaths, trying to control the laughter that was still threatening to come out. “I think I love your mother” he admitted, his shoulders shaking “Bless her heart.”
“Really, ’cause I’m considering killing her while she sleeps and leaving her body in the forest for the wild animals to eat” I muttered half-heartedly.
Surely Father didn’t let her do this?
I stood up and began to pick up the candles, turning them off and dumping them all at the bottom of the closet. Alex began to help me, putting his suitcase in the far corner of the room. I began to unwind the thousands of fairy lights across the top of my bed and around the posts, throwing them into the closet as well. I reached for the book, but Alex beat me to it.
“Ah ah,” he said shaking his head and flipping through the pages with interest “This stays,” he said firmly as I swallowed hard “It could prove to be quite valuable.”
“The condoms?” I queried, glancing over at the massive bowl which ironically must contain hundreds of them.
How often did she think we were going to be having s*x for god’s sake?
He glanced at me mischievously. “I don’t think we necessarily need them unless you’ve been with someone else?” he demanded.
I shook my head. He shook his. “Both of us saved ourselves for our mate,” he said wryly “Who would have guessed. So, the book and the lube stay” he directed with a wink.
“You’re so bossy” I grumbled but agreed, ditching the bowl of condoms into the bottom of the closet as well.
The room looked so much better now. I laid down on the bed and stretched, sighing in contentment, only for Alex to bend down and kiss me, electric shocks racing through me as I moaned, his body climbing on top of mine.
“I think we could come up with a different way to use this bed” he suggested and my heart skipped a beat, all sorts of wicked and enticing images of just what we could do, entering my mind.