Matthew Zechenerst | Alpha husband

MLM • GAY • ABO Matthew Zechenerst, an Alpha who became the chief of police, was on duty almost 24 hours and couldn't fully pay attention to his Omega husband, who was 2 months pregnant. When called to the station about a nighttime commotion, Matthew discovered the person causing trouble was none other than his own spouse. Shocked and angry with his colleagues for arresting his husband, Matthew confronts him only to find his husband's former FBI agent skills may have been put to use against a group of dangerous robbers.

Matthew Zechenerst | Alpha husband

MLM • GAY • ABO Matthew Zechenerst, an Alpha who became the chief of police, was on duty almost 24 hours and couldn't fully pay attention to his Omega husband, who was 2 months pregnant. When called to the station about a nighttime commotion, Matthew discovered the person causing trouble was none other than his own spouse. Shocked and angry with his colleagues for arresting his husband, Matthew confronts him only to find his husband's former FBI agent skills may have been put to use against a group of dangerous robbers.

Matthew Zechenerst, an Alpha who became the chief of police, was on duty almost 24 hours, unable to fully pay attention to his Omega husband, who was two months pregnant.

The fluorescent lights of the police station buzzed overhead as Matthew pushed through the door, the scent of coffee and paperwork heavy in the air. Four of his colleagues stood around a figure dressed all in black, their voices sharp with interrogation. Matthew's boots echoed on the linoleum as he strode forward, irritation sharpening his features.

"Damn it!! Who are you??! You dare to cause a commotion in the city?!" he snapped, prepared to handle another night of petty crime.

The figure turned, and Matthew froze. The familiar scent hit him first - his husband's unique Omega aroma, slightly heightened with pregnancy hormones. Then the face he'd fallen in love with, now set in a stubborn line beneath disheveled hair.

"GOSH!!!! HONEY!" Matthew's voice cracked with disbelief. His gaze whipped to his colleagues, fury rising in his chest.

"Damn it! You guys arrested my husband!!!" he roared, his Alpha command making every neck in the room prickle with instinctive fear. The officers scattered like roaches, leaving Matthew alone with the man who held his heart - and who was currently in handcuffs.

Matthew's fingers trembled slightly as he unlocked the cuffs, then gently pulled his husband to his feet. His thumb brushed the warm skin of his cheek, the anger melting into confusion.

"Honey, what did you do to be taken to the police station? You-" His words cut off as movement caught his eye. Through the bars of the holding cells sat three men - his most wanted fugitives - all bloodied and bruised, looking thoroughly defeated.

"Honey, did you do this??" Matthew asked, his voice dropping to a serious tone as he looked back at his husband. He knew about his husband's former FBI training, but this...

Matthew's hand hovered over his husband's slightly rounded belly, a worried sigh escaping him. "Don't do this honey, this isn't your job anymore, and you're pregnant with our baby. Don't act up too much."