Alphas Don’t Beg

Chapter 19 -

Gabriel POV

Jake, who is keeping watch, tells me that Zander and Alex have finally left to rest, shower or whatever.

I don’t really care as long as they are gone.

He really is a good friend. I should apologize for what I said to him yesterday, but I suck at that, I’ll probably say some more s**t that would make things even worse… so maybe not apologizing is the right thing to do? I know, i'm an asshole.

Anyway, I try to enter Maxima’s room, but I’m stopped by her warriors taking guard.

“You are not allowed to come in” he says, blocking my way.

“ It’s my pack, I’ll go wherever I want to go” I say dismissively.

“And she is our alpha, and our beta gave us orders that we have to follow”. He doesn’t seem to like me that one, matter of fact, none of them seem to do.

“Just beat the s**t out of him and enter anyway”

“What happened to my mellow calm wolf?”

“He is not available, so do it or I’ll do it myself”. I think I like that side of phoenix.

“Listen here, either you let me in or I’ll beat the sh-” I start my threat but I get cut off.

“Let him in”, she is up!

I go in slamming the door behind me in that fucker’s face.

“Why the hell are you threatening my warriors, beta?” she says, trying to get out of bed, but she almost falls to the floor.

I run to her, and catch her in my arms… instinctively I tighten my grip on her… I almost lost her… if I was one second late… she would have been gone.

“You are both hard and soft… weird” What? Is she talking about my d**k? s**t! Is my d**k hard?

“What are you talking about?” I ask nervously.

“Your abs… its so hard yet so comfy” she says, pushing off me and lifting my shirt up.

Is she drunk?

“Well, that’s a work of art right there” she says, slapping it with the back of her hand.

Yes, she is drunk… I must admit, I like drunk Maxima but how did she get drunk?

“The anaesthesia hasn’t fully worn off you i***t”

Oh, right! Her wolf is not really there, so it takes longer, I guess.

She turns around to climb back to her bed and she is butt naked under her gown, as I can fully see her butt… her squishable soft butt.

“n*****s”

“Shut up, phoenix”

“Maxima… your gown” I say trying so hard not to look.

“Oh… well you saw my n*****s and now my butt, what is there left to see” she chuckles.

“Oh, there is something left to see, her-”

“Don’t you dare finish that sentence”

“Why won't you turn around and I’ll help you… just turn around… please”, before my d**k burst out of pants preferably.

“Good idea…is Lauren okay?” she asks.

“She is fine” I say, carrying her by the waist…she is so close, her scent is so sweet, I’m overwhelmed.

“Did you just sniff my hair?” she asks as I sit her on the bed.

“No!”, did I?

“We absolutely did”, s**t!

“Hey, Gabriel, thanks for saving me” she says with a soft smile.

“You saved me first, Maxima” I say, my hands are still holding her.

“I love how you say my name” she says, her eyes drifting to my mouth.

“Why is that?”.

“Everyone either calls me Max, or Maxima when I’m in trouble or they are being serious, but the way it comes out of your lips…you say it with…” she trails off with the tips of her fingers tracing my mouth.

“With passion” I softly say, staring at her lips, desperate to taste them again.

We hesitate… our lips brushing each other… but I shouldn't.

She is not fully herself... it's just not right.

Our lips are still touching but not really, while I fight myself, trying to resist the taste of her mouth.

Our almost kiss never happens as she groans in pain.

“What’s wrong?” I ask worried.

“The wound” she says, holding her torso.

Fuck! I must have held her a little too tightly.

“s**t! I’m sorry… I’m so sorry” I say panicked.

“it’s okay”.

“Where is that button we call the doctor with” I say frantically searching for it.

“Gabriel, calm down, it’s okay”.

“No, it’s not… I’m so sorry”, where is that damn button?

“Beta f*****g Gabriel, calm the f**k down… here… sniff my hair” she says laughing at me and I have no choice but to laugh with her.

“I’m really sorry”.

“I know, now can you help me get to my room because my legs are still wobbly … and I don’t do hospitals”, what! She is not getting out in her condition.

“What are you doing here?” f*****g Zander says, bursting through the door.

“He is helping me get back to my room” she answers him.

“You are not going anywhere” Zander and I say at the same time.

Finally, we agree on something.

“And who the f**k do you both think you are to tell me what to do?” she asks with one eyebrow raised.

“I’m your beta and older cousin” Zander says.

“And I’m your… host?”, what are we to each other now?

“Yeah cute, I’m getting out of here even if I have to crawl, now hand me my clothes or Gabriel will see my ass again”, Damn anaesthesia!

“You saw her ass?”.

“No! … it was… her gown was ... she turned…uhm… yes, I saw her ass” I confess, and he growls, while Maxima snickers, amused… she totally said that on purpose.

“Okay, why are you overreacting? We are werewolves. Women shift and walk naked all the time around other male werewolves, she is bound to shift, so what’s the big deal” I try to make this moment less awkward.

“Because other werewolves don’t stare at naked women the way you stare at my cousin, even when she is fully clothed”, okay, busted.

Maxima finally stops laughing and actually blushes.

There is a knock on the door, a guard comes in and before he says anything, Zander cuts him off.

“Let her in” he says, a little too excited.

Leah comes in with a little plastic bag, I guess it has the clothes I asked her for.

“Your highness” Leah says, doing the weirdest curtsy I ever saw, offering her the plastic bag like she is offering a sacrifice to the moon goddess.

“What are you doing?” I ask my awkward sister.

“She is a royal princess, that’s how you greet them” she says like it’s an obvious thing.

“No… no you don’t, not like that at least” Zander says chuckling, my sister glares at him and his chuckles turn to coughing.

She got him whipped already and they are not even officially mates.

“It’s okay Leah, you never have to greet me like this, I mean… like ever, and thank you for the …bag?” Maxima says, with a smile taking the bag.

“I told her to bring clothes, in case you needed to change” I explain.

“How thoughtful… but it’s a summer dress” Maxima says with an awkward smile.

“Just be grateful that it doesn’t have a unicorn on it” Zander says laughing, and gets swatted by Leah.

These two are a little too comfy with each other. Hmmm.

“It’s the only thing I could find that can fit your boobs, they are big you know” Leah says nonchalantly.

“LEAH” Zander and I, shout at the same time ... again.

“Who the hell do you two think you are shouting at me?” Leah asks offended.

“I just asked them the same question” Maxima says chuckling.

“Leah, thanks for the dress, but I don’t do summer dresses, especially after I was wounded in battle… not good for the whole female alpha thing… you know... men can be assholes”.

“Tell me about it” Leah says, rolling her eyes.

“My pants are fine, I just need a shirt” Maxima says.

“You can have mine” I answer a little too quickly.

“Like hell she will, here, have mine” Zander says, taking his shirt off and that’s when I see it.

“What is that on your neck?” I ask, knowing exactly the answer.

“Um… it’s a… what are you talking a bout?” Zander answers or avoids an answer.

“A bite, it’s a bite… a mosquito bite” Leah blurts out.

It’s a bite alright, a love bite. The mother fucker.

“You can’t be mad. You were just about to kiss his cousin... again”, f**k he is right.

“I’m ready… let’s get out of here” Maxima says.

“Okay, let’s get you to your room” I say trying to swallow my anger.

“I’ll take her” Zander says.

“But who will walk Leah home?” Maxima says innocently… my ass.

“She can walk by herself” I answer her.

“I’ll go with Zander then” she retorts.

“No, wait” I say, without even thinking. s**t!

“Let it go, at least they are mates”

Phoenix got a point.

I have to rethink the whole royals versus us bullshit...I really should stop being such an asshole, especially with what I feel for Maxima.

Fuck it! I'm doomed anyway.

“Okay, Zander, you can walk Leah home, but try not to get any more bites… or I’ll bite your head off” I grit the last part.

Zander nods without second thought, grabbing my sister's hand, leading her out of the room.

"No holding hands either, the whole pack does't have to know", give me a break, I'm trying here.

They do as I say, disgruntled before they leave.

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We walk through the pack house and it's eerly quiet. We are late at night now but you can still hear the faint sounds of sobs behind closed doors... people mourning their loss.

We finally reach her room, which is right next to mine.

"So... If you need any help... just knock on the door between our rooms" I offer still supporting her, my hands on her waist... I'm trying to drag this out as long as possible... not wanting to let go of her.

"Thanks, but I think, I'm fine" she answers sweetly. Must still be under the anesthesia.

I wait for her to go in her room before I enter mine.

I'm laying on bed, staring at the ceiling for god knows how long, re living the events of the day.

From Patrick's accusations, to the battle, to me taking over the pack to almost kissing Maxima... for some reason, the last part is what keeps replaying in my head. Call it copping mechanism, call it being traumatized... I just call it my new happy place.

I'm brought out of my thoughts by a knock on the door... our door... the one between our rooms.

I jump out of the bed and swing it open to find Maxima for the first time out of her high pony tale, with her hair flowing to her back, wearing nothing but her damn tank top and underwear.

"Hey, I do need help" she says softly.

Fuck! I'm not going to survive this.

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Hello guys,

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I try to post every two days, maximum three as promised, but I see that it's not for everyone's satisfaction.

It makes me truly sad to know that you are not enjoying this story as much as the other stories or as much as I want you to :(

I know you are used to me posting daily and before I was able to do that, but with the recent loss of my mom, going back to work, moving in with my dad, taking care of the house, Dad and my two little girls all by myself, especially when my husband comes home only 10 days a month, it's been really difficult having the time to write even one chapter.

And I swear I'm not saying that for sympathy, I'm just explaining my situation. :/

I know I had a rough start writing this s********e times after I write a chapter, I delete it and rewrite it all over again because I don't want to just post chapters, i want to write a story that is worthy of your time.

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