The Alpha’s Curvy Cinderella - Chapter 92: Chapter 92

Jaxon POV
I woke to the feeling of my mate nuzzling on my ear, his breath on the nape of my neck as I shivered, my eyes fluttering open as Alex pressed his lips roughly against mine, his hand running up my bare chest, my c**k twitching in response. I groaned. I would love nothing more than to waste time away in bed with my mate, but we had training to attend. “Training” I muttered regretfully.
Alex sighed and kissed me again, before reluctantly pulling away. I admired or rather perved on his cute little backside as he climbed out of bed and grabbed his clothes, still looking bleary-eyed.
I grumpily got out of bed. I grabbed some track pants and a basic tank top, threw them on, and threw some shoes on. I raised an eyebrow. “Ready?” I asked a tad bit tetchily.
Alex grinned. He was so cheerful in the mornings, I thought grouchily. “Let’s go” Alex cheered, grabbing my hand and leading the way to the kitchen. We ate quickly and then headed out to the training ring.
We climbed inside and eyed each other warily. Due to the early hour, we were on our own, just the way we liked it. “Human or wolves” murmured Alex with a calculating look on his face.
“You choose,” I said suggestively, making him grin.
“Human” he decided.
I winced “You’re really going to regret that” I warned him.
He grinned “We’ll see,” he said smirking.
Ah, he was cocky. Thought he could beat me this time. I shook my head at him amused. He was an excellent fighter but he would never beat an Alpha. Still, I envied his determination to try. Not to mention admire his dedication.
He moved, so fast it was almost a blur, and I dodged, sending a fist flying into his midsection while kicking out and cracking his knee as he gave a groan. I felt a hint of remorse. It was never fun hurting my mate, even if it was during training.
“Sorry,” I said regretfully as he winced and got to his feet.
He moved again, getting in a punch this time as I moved a little too slow before I managed to get a choke hold on him, lifting him by his neck and flinging him to the floor as he gasped.
I climbed on top of him, squeezing him gently, my legs tightening around his waist “Do you concede?” I asked teasingly, grinding against him as his eyes widened and his breathing shallowed. I could smell his arousal, my nostrils flaring, his cheeks turning bright red, making him look even more adorable.
He swallowed hard. I could feel his erection. It hadn’t been much of a training session I thought amused but then they never were. It was too distracting trying to fight with your mate, which was why we also trained individually at night time. Alex gulped. “I concede” he choked.
I let go and then cupped his face with two hands, bending down to kiss him, feeling contrite.
We hurt mate! Now we have to make it up to him Aries said sounding stricken.
We didn’t hurt him that badly and you do know that it’s impossible not to when we train Aries. He’s not exactly fragile, you need to remember that. We can’t wrap him up in bubble wrap! He is a Beta or have you forgotten that?
Why not? If he’s wrapped in bubble wrap he can’t be hurt.
I rolled my eyes. God my wolf was smitten. The feeling was mutual though as I slowly climbed off of Alex and helped him to his feet, dusting myself off and grimacing. Alex heaved a sigh, looking disappointed.
“We could go again,” I said slowly even as Aries sulked at the prospect of fighting our mate again.
Alex shook his head “Crowley is already whining that we hurt you. I doubt another round is going to make him happy” he said lowly.
I laughed. His wolf was just as bad as mine was.
“Second breakfast?” I asked, rubbing my stomach.
Alex’s eyes lit up. “Second breakfast” he mumbled, stepping next to me and taking my hand. We casually walked side by side, breathing in the fresh air and glancing around at the beauty of the forest that surrounded us. It was going to be a beautiful day. As we passed members of the patrol and pack members, we stopped to greet them, waving hello and having quick discussions. Alex, I was pleased to see, had quickly been accepted by my pack and welcomed. Not only that but he was getting to know the pack members and it was clear that he really liked the people here. He fit right in. Nobody disliked him. But my pack has always been welcoming, of all kinds and it wasn’t often that we had any problems.
We stepped inside the pack house and sat at the kitchen table, our mouths watering as the omegas giggled and served us a second plate full of food. This time we were slower, taking our time, enjoying every mouthful, and relishing in each other’s company. By the time we headed back upstairs, we were stuffed, both our stomachs distended.
“I need a shower” I mumbled.
“Me too,” Alex said mischievously. He winked at me.
We practically raced into the bathroom, carefully locking the door behind us. We tore off our clothes, kissing and fondling each other as we turned the water on, letting it cascade over our bodies as I took Alex from behind, his hands on the tiles, his face full of ecstasy. It was a very, very, long time until we were finished with each other, the water turned off and both of us glowing with satisfaction as we wrapped towels around our waists, padding into the bedrooms and smirking at each other.
I threw a pair of black silk boxers at Alex who put them on. I put on a pair of dark blue ones and turned to the dresser just as my bedroom door came crashing open, startling us both and practically giving me a heart attack as realization dawned. I had thought to lock the bathroom door, but hadn’t locked the bedroom door! What had I been thinking? Only that as an Alpha or soon-to-be Alpha I was entitled to privacy within my own home, I thought sourly.
Alex looked completely horrified. My mother came sailing in, pushing a large cage with wheels and hay on the bottom of it, along with a water bottle attached to it and a small bowl of pellet-like food in it, into the room, a wide smile on her face, completely oblivious to the fact that Alex and I hadn’t fully gotten dressed yet. Either that or she just didn’t care. She had one hell of a poker face. “Good morning” she sang, placing the cage carefully against the wall and examining it carefully “I heard you get up earlier and I ducked out to get a few things” she squealed, looking excited.
Of course. Who else would dare come crashing into an Alpha’s bedroom but their very own mother? I sighed. “Good morning,” I said drily, folding my arms across my chest and raising an eyebrow “but don’t you think you should knock first? Alex and I aren’t finished getting dressed” I said pointedly.
She looked at both of us bewildered. “You have boxers on, which is like being half-dressed,” she said nonchalantly “That’s good enough for me. Besides I’ve seen you naked as a baby and as an adult, so it’s not like you’ve got anything I haven’t seen before” she added bluntly as I gaped at her. Had she no shame?
“What about Alex” I spluttered as my mate blushed.
She waved a hand dismissively at Alex “He’s like a son to me” she said beaming “And he doesn’t mind do you Alex?” she asked sweetly.
“Well, um actually” Alex began hesitantly.
“See” interrupted my mother “oh wait here” She darted out of the room as Alex looked at me helplessly.
I gritted my teeth. My father poked his head in and looked apologetic. “Sorry son, but you know what she’s like,” he said shrugging.
I glowered. Alex sighed.
My mother came back carrying a small pet carrier as I eyed it suspiciously wondering what on earth this was about. Alex looked intrigued. My mother was smiling widely. I didn’t trust her. She was plotting something nefarious, I was certain of it. Father was biting his lip. Mother put the pet carrier on the bed. She shut the bedroom door. “Alex shut the bathroom door” she instructed.
Alex did, a curious look on his face while I stood there, dreading what creature might be in the pet carrier. She opened the door to the carrier and put her hand in, slowly withdrawing a pure black baby bunny. My mouth dropped open.
“Mother, please don’t tell me this is for us,” I said with some annoyance as she placed it gently on the bed, it sniffing the air inquisitively. I mean, who wanted the responsibility of looking after some dumb rabbit?
“Isn’t it adorable” she gushed. “I mean how can you resist it” she added, giving me a look.
I rolled my eyes. “Easily and besides, I doubt that Alex wants anything to do with a baby rabbit. You can’t just dump a pet on us…” I trailed off as I glanced at my mate, my mouth dropping open.
My mate. My strong, handsome, sexy mate had gathered the baby bunny in his large hands and was cradling it against his bare chest, a smile on his face. He was gently rocking it back and forth, complete and utter mush. I watched as he kissed the top of the bunny’s head and stroked it’s ears.
My mother deftly retrieved her phone from her pocket and hastily snapped a few photos. Alex remained oblivious as he held tightly onto the bunny. Great. My mate was enamored with a rabbit. Part of me felt jealous of the attention the bunny was receiving. Why didn’t he stroke me like that I thought a bit indignantly and then tried to refocus.
“See,” my mother said, “Alex wants the bunny.”
“Okay why are you giving us a bunny,” I said with a frown “It seems completely out of the blue” even for her.
“Oh well you know how we discovered the gender” she squealed, clapping her hands.
“Yeah,” I said excitedly as Alex turned his head, listening closely “Are you going to tell us?”
“Not exactly,” she said and then pointed at the rabbit “When you discover what the gender of that rabbit is, then you’ll know what the gender of the baby is but at this age, it’s really, really hard to tell,” she told me seriously “and it could be weeks before you know for certain.”
“Then how do you know what it is?” I demanded.
She just widened her eyes at me and gave me a serene smile without answering. I glowered at her.
Say what now. She was seriously giving us a bunny as a gender reveal. How cruel was that? Alex’s eyes were shining though and the way he held that bunny meant he wasn’t giving it up. He’d fallen in love with it at first sight. My father nodded and gave me another apologetic look. “Trust me, this was the most mild of all the things she came up with,” he said.
Great. I shuddered to think of the other stuff she wanted to do. My mother smiled and then opened the door, ushering father out and then headed out herself “Don’t forget to name it” she called out over her shoulder “something gender neutral until you know what they are.”
The door shut firmly behind her.
I heard Alex muttering behind me. I turned to him in dismay as he held the bunny up, nuzzling its face with his, pure adoration on his face. “I know,” he said excitedly as looked at him in disbelief “Let’s call it Clover. It can be a boy’s or a girl’s name” he cooed and I face palmed myself. Mother was going to pay for this I thought as my mate tried to hand me the bunny to cuddle, my wolf Aries rolling over and over in my mind, laughing his ass off even as he adored how cute our mate looked holding the small creature. The only question was how did I make her pay? Only mother could come up with such a ridiculous scheme to announce the gender of her baby, I thought with a groan, watching my mate cuddle a bunny in his arms and wishing it was me he was holding.