The Challenge Two Alphas, One Girl

Felicity’s POV

I went up to Friday’s room to check on her. She was tossing and turning in her sleep. I put my hand to her forehead. She was still cooler than normal for warm werwolves. My little girl had a wolf now, according to Fang. I was happy for her. I knew how she longed to be a part of things. My heart was aching. I had hurt Farris deeply. That had never been my intention. I sighed, sitting on the edge of Friday’s bed. She stirred.

“Mom!” Friday exclaimed, her eyes widening in surprise.

I pulled her into a hug and tears began to flow down my cheeks. Friday took a handkerchief and wiped them away. The initials MM were on the handkerchief. I smiled

“Maze Mason. Malachi also carried around handkerchiefs like some old man even in his twenties,”I said, laughing through tears.

“Maze had handkerchiefs too! But this one belongs to Malachi,” Friday admitted. I was surprised.

“He gave it to me after he wiped my tears with it when I was crying at that awkward dinner party between our family and the Mason family,” Friday explained. “He had also given me his jacket cause I was cold but Maze made me give it back and put on his jacket instead.”

I smiled, liking the idea of Malachi being good to Friday, but something troubled me.. “You went to the balcony to cry that night?” I said. “Yeah,” admitted Friday. “Wasn’t it obvious?” she said.

I raised my eyebrows. Was I that daft of a mother? I could not anticipate my own daughter’s emotions. Of all my children, Friday had gotten the least attention, the least nurturing. It was not on purpose, but by the time she was born, my life was very complicated and fraught with secrecy. I had to compartmentalise to keep my lies straight and Friday had been in the crossfire. Farris was sent away by Malachi and I went away with Malachi. Nanny Mallison took care of Baby Friday and the boys.

“I’m sorry, Friday,” I whispered tentatively. “I’m so sorry for all the…pieces missing in your childhood. You deserved much better.”

Isniffled, letting the tears flow freely. I blew my nose in the handkerchief. It smelled like Malachi. I smiled.

“Malachi told me he always wanted a daughter like me, a little girl that looked just like you,” Friday said brightly.

I bit my lip, picturing how Malachi’s face must have lit up when he admitted that. He had brought me so much pain and so much pleasure over our lifetime together thus far. He was my stronghold, my rock, and yet he was also my greatest weakness. I had never thought I would be an adulteress, cheating on my husband and a mistress, helping someone else’s husband cheat.

“You know Malachi used to…” I paused.

our mate-bond. We had never actually severed the mate-bond and

 as the gripe or ine neat grippea ner, Sne groaned but continued to Olow

Malachi! He’s in trouble!” I cried. “I’ll drive you!” Yelled

came hurtling towards us along with Fargo and Fallon. We all piled into Theo’s car. Thank goodness, his car seated seven. I was in the passenger’s seat next to Theo. Fang held Friday to his side in the back seat. There was a third row where the twins sat,

Malachi’s POV

had knocked the bullet off course. It hit my chest on the right side, avoiding my heart. I could not tell if my right lung had been pierced or not. All I felt was burning white-hot pain. I allowed my claws to come out on one hand and swiped at Farris’ leg as he aimed at Elizabeth who had come to see what the commotion was about. I owed her that much as Maze’s mother and a dutiful wife. None of this was her

me, cradling my head to her bosom. I felt my energy draining as blood poured out from my chest. I closed me eyes, picturing the first time I had seen Felicity. She had been a

Thaddeus’ POV

edge of the woods that was away from the pack house for Friday’s wellbeing. I was speeding as fast as I could, flooring the accelerator. Maze was directing me frantically. Something terrible had happened to his father. He

be ok, I promise.” “You can’t promise me that,” Maze whispered. “Yes, I can and I just

gravely injured. I was grateful that Thaddeus was driving because my hands were shaking. My father and I had never seen eye to eye but he was my father and I loved him. I wished Friday was

Friday’s POV

that would crush Maze and my mom. I had never been to Prestige Gardens before. It was the richest part of the suburbs in Marigold. The houses were far apart with some families having acres of land. They were all mansions, tall and proud and gleaming, well-kept with perfectly green lawns and people with exceptionally white teeth strolling through the neighbourhood.

nothing against Maze’s Dad. I’m excited for…another reason. I really hope Maze’s Dad

me, some knowledge she had. She was very quiet and my senses felt dull all of a sudden. The recently improved eyesight and sense of smell that my wolf had given me were suddenly almost gone. Why was she stopping me from smelling things? She was a weird one. I forgot about her as the

Elizabeth’s POV

called the ambulance and it was not long before they arrived, sirens blaring. They extricated him from my clutches. I realised

me some questions while a team of doctors worked on him, drawing blood for tests and to request blood if he needed a transfusion. They said the bullet missed his heart and vital blood vessels nearby but it punctured his right lung so that lung had

a merchant but my mother had been a doctor. She had quit her job because my father had not wanted a working wife. My father had not wanted a daughter with

eyes and in her simple house dresses. I was always clad in designer

Felicity’s POV

faintly. I willed him to

at my hands and dress. Blood! I looked at the woman. It was Elizabeth Mason. She was covered in blood and she had

glaring at Elizabeth. If she had hurt Malachi, I would tear