The Challenge Two Alphas, One Girl

Thaddeus’ POV

It was my turn to be extra grumpy today as now / was missing my date day with my Friday. I wondered if her heat would last three days or four days. Most heats lasted three days but I had a feeling Friday’s would be four. I was started to go stir-crazy in this tiny cottage but I could not risk going for a run in the woods in my wolf-form. It would not be a good idea to turn off the rational human part of my brain right now when my wolf was obsessed with his mate’s heat. Last night Maze and I had ended up finishing three bottles of wine, one red and two white. I could not help but wonder if he had been just really drunk or serious about his proposition,

Flashback (Last Night)

Maze downed his ninth or tenth glass of wine. He hiccoughed. He put the glass down and slumped against the wall, his long dark hair falling in his face.

“Thaddeus,” Maze murmured. “What?” I said, I was on my eleventh and I was having trouble pouring the next glass. “Um, let’s pretend we’re twins,” said Maze giggling conspiratorially. “What?” I said, laughing. He was not making any sense.

“Pretend I’m your twin,” whispered Maze. He put a finger to his lips. He slid down the wall and onto the ground.

I focused on pouring my next glass. I did it!

“Twins,” I mused. “You want to dress alike? You wanna bleach your hair or should I dye mine darker?” I asked him.

He snorted with laughter from the floor and then hiccoughed again. “No!” He moaned. “Twins have one mate like us.” “So what?” I asked.

He looked at me like I was being dim. I looked at him like he was being odd. Understanding slowly crept up on me. The dream we had shared where we were both all over Friday flashed into my mind. I remembered dream Friday’s expression of pure ecstasy. My stomach clenched. My skin felt hot.

“Twins?” Maze asked trying to high five me but missing.

I shook his hand instead but this was after the eleventh glass and perhaps halfway into the twelfth so it was not legally binding.

“Maze, I daresay high-fiving is barbaric. Aristocracy thrives on hand-shakes, Maze!” I said in my snobby Marigold voice.

Maze chuckled. He was falling asleep. “Don’t fall…” I said, slurring my words a little. “…in love?” Maze asked. I laughed. “Asleep!” / corrected him.

“Oh, good,” Maze said, “cause it’s too late for the first one. I’m already in love. I miss Friday. Do you think she likes wine? Red or white?”

“Um,” said, my vision blurry. “Pink!”I answered confidently. Friday was girly.

“I don’t think so,” / said. “Yeah, I know all about wine. My Dad owns an orchard!” Maze said angrily. “You mean a vineyard?” I asked. “I do?” Maze asked. “Exactly!”, said, pouring a thirteenth glass but the third bottle was done. I sighed and slumped over. End of flashback

It had not been the most fruitful of conversations but it touched on a very important topic. Was Friday meant to have two mates? I had never considered it before, assuming I was her second chance mate because Maze had rejected her, but that did not actually make sense. The bond between Maze and Friday had clearly not been severed since Friday had never accepted the rejection and yet when Friday and I met, we became mates. How could she get a second chance mate before severing the first-chance bond? Also,

Friday and I had an incredible connection, if I did say so myself, beyond what was typical of a second-chance mate which was usually a little less dramatic than first chance mates. I was able to feel Friday’s emotions precisely through our mate bond. I looked over at a peacefully sleeping Maze. He looked so innocent in his sleep. I decided to douse him with cold water.

Maze’s POV

I was dreaming about Friday. There was literally nothing else worth dreaming about, to be honest. She and I had gone to the beach. I spotted Thaddeus surfing in the distance, showing off as usual. A huge wave came out of nowhere. I was in its shadow and then…

up. I was freezing! I was wet! Why was

complete asshole? I moved at werewolf speed. I went to the fridge and

Maze!” He

house and deeper into the woods to be safe. I did not want to endanger my little Luna. Ugh, I was sounding like Thaddeus but she was little and she would definitely be a Luna somehow. It was pretty self-explanatory. I came to a river, crossing several miles in a few seconds at alpha speed. Thaddeus was behind me in a flash. He tackled me and we both fell into the freezing cold

Tresurfaced, spluttering.

“Thaddeus,” I snarled.

His booming laugh made birds fly away from their perches. I laughed in spite of myself. It reminded me of when Slogan and I had talked about Friday in the forest. Thaddeus and I darted back to the cottage. He tossed me a huge towel and took one for himself. I was one hundred percent sober now and I was not hungover either. The freezing cold river water had done the trick but I would not recommend trying that at

Friday’s POV

third day of my heat was slightly more bearable than previous days. I hoped Thaddeus and Maze were not ripping each other to shreds. I missed them so much it was like a physical pain in my chest separate from the griping pain of the heat. I wished I

enough! She scolded. You actually need Fang to tell you who I was. I chuckled to myself and then I smiled. Fang cared about me, at least, a little. He

he’s your brother but still

crept through me. She was wrong. Fang was really trying to be a brother to me now. I had

simply. That’s impossible. They were so far away and how

don’t need the permission of your mates to respond. They’re alpha wolves and alphas wolves cannot be

me. It goes with the territory of being the same person.

she said sadly. Why? You must figure

vague advice. My wolf was laughing at me.

made me

three of your heat,” he announced to the room. I clapped

you know at handling the heat,” said Theo, smiling.

making preparations,” Theo said, crunching on a red apple he had with him. He

said with

the trip to Berryndale. Day fifteen will be our travel day and then the second half

my mind with everything that was going on. I squealed. I was so excited. I had never left

Katrina’s POV

over to us but I’d already promised my step-father.

are you doing differently? Drinking from crack addicts?” Said my elder step-brother, Ezra, walking gracefully into

he spat. “I know you’re thirstier than a vamp in a blood-bank for that human girl,” I snapped back. He narrowed

sighed, feeling defeated. “I need your help ok, brother,” I whimpered, my eyes brimming with tears though I was trying

right now. I knew he was married

gently. “I know…I just want to help him…” “Help him what?” Snarled Ezra. “Kidnap his little sister?! How would you feel if I betrayed you?”

that if Ezra had not been

do you mean?” He asked keeping his voice

loves his sister and he made a mistake thinking he could go through

Ezra.“We have to

“What?” I asked incredulously.