Page 18 of Fight between Alphas

Tate chuckles when he catches my shock which must have been on display for them.

“Wait, am I missing something? You two hate each other” I tell them. Drake shakes his head.

“Two years is a long time Lana, things change. I never hated Tate; I love him. I just don’t have to hide it here” He says, shocking me more.

“But”-

Tate pulls me against him, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and kissing the side of my face.

“We are mates Lana always have been, Drake's father doesn’t approve” Tate tells me.

“Do us two being Mate's bother you?” Drake asks, staring at me with worry etched on his face. Honestly, I didn’t know what to think but it explains how I could be mates with both of them. Maybe things would work out like my mother said they would. I never thought seeing two men together would turn me on, but it felt right, and honestly it was hot seeing them together like that.

“So, your father knows about you two?” I ask and Drake nods.

“That’s why his father won’t hand the pack over and that’s why we fight constantly, honestly this is the first time Drake has actually let me kiss him, our relationship is very strained, but he knows he can be himself here, usually we can’t be in the same room with each other” Tate answers looking at Drake.

“But you just kissed each other, that doesn’t look strained to me?” I tell them. Though I was still overwhelmed by kissing Drake myself, the mate bond reacted having both of them so close. I know it wasn’t as intense as what they felt, but I could definitely feel some strange pull with both of them present.

Drake shakes his head. “He caught me off guard and sometimes it’s hard to fight against my wolf, sometimes I don’t want to, for the most part we are at each other’s throats” Drake says, and I notice Tate looks at him sadly. I could tell it was one-sided, Drake was the one not comfortable with his sexuality, but Tate I could tell was and didn’t care what anyone thought about him being mates with another man.

“We can’t be together, it's not right” Drake says even though I could tell they both wanted to be together.

“Says you, there isn’t anything wrong with it Drake” Tate tells him before muttering under his breath and I could hear the anger in his voice. It must be hard for Tate being denied by him then accepted the next, I could see why he was getting frustrated with him. Drake just let Tate kiss him and was now rejecting that they have a relationship and Drake kissed him back. I was confused so I could only imagine how confusing it was for Tate.

It seemed absurd, there are a few same gender Alpha’s, so I didn’t understand what the big deal was and why his father could be that old fashioned and outdated to believe there was something wrong with them being together.

“Can we not do this right now, she just got here besides I need to leave but I will be back soon, I promise” Drake says pecking me on the lips and walking to Tate’s car.

We watch them leave before Tate grabs my bag and walks me toward the front of the house and up the steps to the front door.

“Ready?” He asks and I nod nervously. He pushes the door open and I step inside. The place was homely, warm and I could smell the fireplace burning, hear its crackle as the logs burned.

It was completely different from the Victoria era architecture outside. Stained floorboards lined the floor, a staircase leading up to the landing above. Off one side of the entry was a living room and fireplace, the other side was a dining room. I stepped inside looking around. Off the dining room was a kitchen with granite bench tops and stainless-steel appliances. Walking back out Tate was watching me.

“I know it’s not like back home-”

“It's cosy, I like it,” I tell him, and he takes a deep breath like he thought I wouldn’t like the place.

“If you go through the living room there is a study and library, bathroom is down the hall next to the stairs and bedrooms are upstairs” He says showing me. I nod, making sure to remember what he was telling me.

Tate grabs my hand and suitcase before walking me upstairs. I see four doors. He opens one revealing a bathroom with black tiles and stainless-steel fittings. It looked freshly renovated. Had a huge bath in one corner that could fit two-three people in it with jets. A shower that took up an entire wall and three sink basins along the far wall. He closes the door before walking down a small hallway and opening the door.

The room was just as big as the living room, a huge super king bed sat in the middle with bedside tables that had lamps on each side. A door leading off the far wall which Tate opened and showed me was a closet. Tate places my suitcase in the closet, and I sit on the edge of the bed.

“We are sharing the same room?” I ask, a little nervous. He walks over to me stopping in front of me.

“I can sleep in the spare room if you want, I just thought we-”

“No, I am not kicking you out of your own room, it's fine, just didn’t expect to be sharing a bed with you so soon,” I tell him, a little nervous about the sleeping arrangements.

Tate crouches in front of me, his hands going to my knees as he looks up at me.

“Drake and I will never force you to do anything you’re not comfortable with, you don’t need to feel pressured into anything. I don’t mind sleeping in another room if you're uncomfortable” He says.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door downstairs, Tate looked toward the bedroom door before standing.

“I will be back,” He says, his hand brushing my cheek before he walks out.

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