My Bestfriend Slipped Inside Me (An Alpha’s Secret)

Xadcon’s pov

Being an alpha had its advantages and disadvantages. Being a leader came before being a father. That was the oath. That was what we were born into, raised, and instilled in us since we were a baby.

From a young age, I did things to impress the then-alpha, my father. I made decisions I thought were right. Decisions that bit me in the ass later on.

A leader. I could snort at that. What leader am I if I cannot save my son from this fate? I had been ruthless, cunning, and everything named under the sun to be considered a true leader. Yet I was missing something.

Something worth more than all of this.

Being a good father.

What good am I if I can’t fix what has happened before my eyes? My son was hurting, Avery was hurting. There was nothing I can do to change the course. Nothing to turn away from the fate I knew was waiting for them.

A leader…..I am no leader. A leader commands, demands, wins. A father protects, loves and cares. I was failing at both.

I have always love my sons, yes I was tough on them like my father was on me, but I love my sons. They were my life and in the moment as I look at the two I understood one thing that made me different from my father.

Loving them came before being a leader.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

My sons were a part of me. The good parts I had tried to hide away. Their pain was my pain, their happiness was mine. They were my sons and I treasured them more than I did being a leader to the pack. And I regret not making them know that.

Now seeing Xade go through such a test with Avery, I cannot help but feel powerless. In all these years of battles and wars I have been through, nothing could have prepared me for this. Being helpless.

With one last glance at my last son, I turned around and silently told the elder and my mate to follow. The council was waiting and we could not afford to make them wait any longer. We had to fix this before it gets worse.

“Xadeon,” my mate’s soft voice murmur beside me when we stepped foot out of the building. Even the air outside was foggy and loomed around us like a curse.

I turn to her, realizing that I had really been lucky to have her by my side all these years. Her eyes are watery and sad, telling of knowing what would become of this. There will be a war, however with who we are not

sure of

“I have made mistakes,” I break the silence and looked away in shame.

Like the beacon of light she is for me, she steps closer and rest her hand on my upper arm. You have always done what you thought would be the best,” she squeezed my arm and curled up to my side. ” For our family and the pack.”

Her words made me swallow and I glance at her. I had been lucky and I should have cherished this more. “I thought being a leader was supposed to be the most important thing,” I cupped her face. “Now I understand what was all along,”

Her eyes teared up.

My family,” my voice cracks as I hold her face like she would break under my touch. So fragile. So pure. So mine.