The Challenge Two Alphas, One Girl

Elizabeth’s POV

I knew I should go, spare myself the pain but I was rooted to the spot, compelled as if by some unseen maddening force to observe Malachi with Felicity. I peaked out from behind the curtain separating an empty critical bed from Malachi’s bed. Malachi was sitting up now and motioning to the nurse who came scurrying across, eager to assist the former Alpha.

“Nurse, where are my clothes?” Asked Malachi.

“They’re stained with blood, Alpha,” murmured the nurse apologetically as though that were her fault. Former Alphas were still addressed as Alpha as they would be Alpha wolves physiologically for their whole lives despite resigning the pack post of Alpha.

“I know, but you didn’t throw them away, did you?” Asked Malachi anxiously.

It was so strange to watch and listen to my cold husband. He made varied expressions and there were different inflections in his tone. He never showed emotions with me and I had grown to think he did ! not have them, rather than realise he did not have them for me.

“Of course not, Alpha!” Exclaimed the nurse as though horrified at the thought of disposing of the former alpha’s blood-soaked clothes.

Malachi smiled brightly and he was indeed handsome. The nurse became flustered, blushing and twiddling her fingers. She pretended to adjust his IV pole to keep busy. Felicity kissed him and he grasped her waist to prolong the kiss.

“Fetch them, please,” instructed Malachi, placing his palms together as though praying.

The nurse scampered off and returned with his clothes. I could smell the blood. I wondered if Felicity and Malachi could not smell me. The room was filled with a variety of smells, the disinfectant, the blood, the scents of all the doctors and nurses, the smell of fresh paperwork.

Malachi quickly found what he was looking for in the pocket of his old pants. He dumped the bag with the clothes at the side of his bed. He had a small velvet box.

“Felicity,” he murmured sheepishly as though he were a shy schoolboy with a crush and not an alpha.

“I should be on my knees. I’ll do this properly as soon as I can,” he apologised, blushing.

He opened the box to reveal a huge diamond ring. It glistened. Felicity gasped. He slid her wedding band off and added it unceremoniously to the bag with the bloody clothes. Felicity did not protest. He slid the diamond engagement ring on her finger, both of their faces lighting up. I knew that ring. It appeared she did too.

Felicity said, tears forming in her eyes. “She gave it to me

her entire wardrobe for a pittance than part with that ring. It was family heirloom given to her by her mate, Malachi’s father, when he returned from a wolf war at that

ok with me having it?” Felicity squeaked. Malachi nodded, grinning. “But she refused to give it to Elizabeth?”

asked her for it

about the ring I had coveted so much in my youth as a bride. He had never even asked for it on my behalf. He had

Felicity’s POV

of werwolf country. That ring in particular was a part of the pack’s history and one of the most expensive pieces in her collection. The price did

rogue, fighting was in my blood. I dodged her easily now that I was aware of her. She snarled at me. Malachi was yelling and attempting to get

and beneath you,” I added, softening my tone. I dropped her and she crumpled on the floor. She lashed out, with

of her arms, restraining her but gently, worried about being too gruff with the former

I beg of you,” Theo yelled above

stop, we really don’t want to hurt you even in the slightest,” pleaded Fang. Being called Mrs Mason seemed to set

alpha command worked which should not be possible with a true Luna. I fidgeted guiltily, realising the implications of that were not lost on anyone, especially not on Elizabeth. A twenty-five year marriage to the

Thaddeus’ POV.

face, in the thralls of ecstasy, asllapped at her p***y. She arched her back, opening her legs wider, to give me better

forth between which torturous tongue she wanted to escape from. Her moans were so loud. I was surprised no

vulva with my mouth. Maze had two of his fingers gently pumping her p***y

Friday’s POV

way. Thaddeus enveloped my entire vulva in his hot insistent mouth, swirling his tongue round and round my pink swollen clit. I squealed. I felt Maze’s chuckle vibrate against my behind making me squeal more and that made Thaddeus chuckle. The heat in my lower abdomen was not painful anymore but every muscle in my body had tensed. I had one hand in Thaddeus’long ash brown hair and the other in Maze’s dark glossy hair. I stroked their silky tresses, trying to breathe. There was a frightfully intense pressure building in my tummy begging for its release. Maze and Thaddeus both quickened the pace and tugged against me, prompting me to rock my hips and ride both of their faces. I moved my hips, arching my back,

heard myself

alphas let me down gently keeping me sandwiched between them. I could not

want, Baby, huh, little Luna?” Murmured Thaddeus planting kisses all over my face.

breath tickling my ear.

would technically take my virginity and the other would one not. Would this anger my alphas? It was like choosing after all. They did not seem worried as they rid me of my bralette. Maze massaged my shoulders and peppered my shoulder blades with kisses. He trailed a straight line of open mouthed kisses sucking on each little spot, starting from the nape of my