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.

We had never actually severed the mate-bond and it only strengthened over time. I clutched my chest. A searing pain

Sne groaned but continued to Olow

I cried. “I’ll

held Friday to his side in the back seat. There was a third row where the twins sat, wide-eyed and wondering what was wrong with me.

Malachi’s POV

entirety of their marriage as well as my own marriage. I had not moved in time to grab the gun but I 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

my chest. I closed me eyes, picturing the first time I had seen Felicity. She had been a rogue, wild and beautiful, untamed. I had

Thaddeus’ POV

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 was not sure exactly what

was trembling a little. He looked so wide-eyed and frightened like a little boy. “Hey,” I said softly. “It’ll be ok, I promise.” “You can’t promise me that,” Maze whispered.

was fading. He was possibly 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 here. No one

Friday’s POV

was the richest part of the suburbs

against Maze’s Dad. I’m excited for…another reason. I really

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 pain gripped me, causing me to contort me body a little,

Elizabeth’s POV

in love with Felicity, the wife of his former Beta. I shakily called the ambulance and it was not long before they arrived, sirens blaring. They extricated him from my clutches. I realised there was blood

said the bullet missed his heart and vital blood vessels nearby but it punctured his right lung so that

She had quit her job because my father had not wanted a working wife. My father had not wanted a daughter with a career either. My husband, Malachi, had never cared what I

made me feel vindicated in a way. I had been smug about it every time I saw her. Felicity with her tired eyes and in her simple house dresses. I was always clad in designer duds. I knew Malachi gave her money, lots of money. She spent none of it on herself apparently. It all went to taking care of those four rugrats and that drunkard of a husband. That bastard had shot Malachi. My eyes

Felicity’s POV

Malachi faintly. I willed him to hold on. I ran from

I looked at my hands and dress. Blood! I looked at the woman. It was Elizabeth Mason. She was covered in blood and she had gotten some on me when we collided. I sniffed the air. It was Malachi’s blood! Theo, Fang, Friday and

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