The Challenge Two Alphas, One Girl

Fang’s POV

I had had enough of this bullshit. I had just helped to part a cat fight between Mrs Mason and my mother over former alpha Malachi. At their age! For goodness sakes. There should be an age limit on this kind of drama. Mrs Mason was the former Luna and the wife of Malachi, the former alpha. Her first name was Elizabeth not that I was allowed to call her that, despite being the current Beta. She was a notorious snob and an elitist. Malachi had actually had to use his Alpha voice on her to get her to stop trying to attack my Mom. It worked! That essentially proved in front of a hospital room full of people that Elizabeth was not the rightful Luna. If she were, she could not be commanded, not even by her Alpha. I had yelled at Friday in my Beta voice before and it did not actually work. Sometimes she would listen out of fear not . compulsion. I had always thought it did not work because she was wolf-less but now that she was not, I. realised it never worked because Friday outranked me. She was a true luna. Usually I would take that as a slap in the face but I was happy for Friday. I noticed the engagement ring on my mother’s finger but said nothing because thinking of Friday made me notice that Fallon and Fargo were here!

“What the f**k are you doing here, Dipshit and Dickward?” I bellowed at them.

The doctors and nurses flinched. The excitement of today had been too much for their usually quiet private hospital.

“We heard Mom yelling!” Fallon snapped back. “How were we supposed to ignore her?!” “Yeah, Fang!” Spat Fargo, folding his arms. Fallon folded his arms too. Identically idiotic. f**k, Friday was somewhere unattended. “Where’s Friday?” I demanded. They looked at each other. “She went to the ladies’ room,” they said in unison.

I ran out of the resuscitation room at werewolf speed and burst into the hallway where I’d left Friday. She was gone. s**t.

Thaddeus’ POV

Maze was about to start the official spanking. Little Friday’s ass had already gotten two smacks because she had been naughty. I kissed her pink tight ass. Her golden skin was flushing in places. Her arousal was the most mouth-watering scent in existence. I was eager to watch Maze spank her. I didn’t even know Friday was cool with that until now. She had a safe word already, meaning they had played before. Friday was honestly a perfect submissive, so soft and sweet. I had thought her too soft and sweet actually to try that with but I was curious to see what she could handle. She was full of surprises and never ceased to impress me. I wished we had a proper set up with handcuffs and a bed and bathtub for after. We had just sort of rushed into the first deserted place, this bathroom stall, with

Hearing Friday call Maze and me her Daddies was so cute. Maze raised his hand above her delicious derrière to start the spanking just as I smelled him. Fang was near, in the hallway, heading towards us. Everything rushed back to my brain: the challenge, the obligations, our families. We could not just mark and mate Friday halfway through the challenge just because we felt like it. Also, our little Friday deserved a more romantic location in which to lose her virginity. Who would take it? Hopefully me. Maze was obviously a huge ass man anyway. Even if we wanted to share her officially, there were things to discuss and I did not need a huge fight between her brother and us not when Maze’s Dad was in hospital. Maze’s   forgotten too.

I put Friday on her feet. She whimpered, disappointed. “Sorry, sweet little Luna,” I murmured kissing her gently. “Soon ok, I promise.” “Hey, what the f**k are you doing, Bro?” Said Maze, lowering his hand.

I almost keeled over laughing. He sounded exactly like me! He was a sponge suddenly, like my little brothers were although a lot more responsible than those two lovable clowns. Maze sniffed the air suddenly.

“Are you smelling what I’m stepping in?” I asked pointedly as I dressed quickly, putting on my jacket over my bare chest sol could give my T-shirt to Friday. It fit her like a knee-length dress. I put my pants on. Maze dressed but gave his jacket to Friday to put over my T-shirt in case she was cold in the air conditioned hospital. We threw her shredded clothes away in one of those sanitary napkin bins at the back of the stall. It took every ounce of self-controll had but I grabbed Maze by the arm and pulled him out of the stall. I flung open a window and jumped out of it. Helanded on his feet just as skilfully as I did. Obviously, Friday would reek of us but she had smelled like us from the get go. She must have been sleeping in our beds or using our things for the smell as Maze had suggested.

Friday’s POV My wolf roared in anger. f**k them! She screamed within me.

used to the almost-fuck and flee strategy of Thaddeus considering what had happened when he tried to take me from behind. I frowned. I would not cry. There was nothing

challenge. What was the big deal anyway? What happened if an alpha broke

of worry turned into an angry scowl when he spotted me peeking out from behind the ajar door of the last stall. He grabbed my arm and swung me over his shoulder like Thaddeus had done though this was not an exciting form of punishment, this was the real kind. I knew he was going to lock me up and put

realised we were leaving the hospital altogether. “No,”

didn’t do anything wrong! I just went to use the bath-,” I was cut short by Fang placing me on

had most likely originally came for. It had been a series of unfortunate events that led me to my mates during my

Fang whispered so softly had I not

so angry, Quiet anger was scarier on Fang than

I narrowed my eyes. I did not have to listen to anyone. Do not answer. He is a Beta. We are twice a Luna! Said my wolf indignantly.  nis eyes. He knew i naa gone to meet up with my mates and something naa nappened althougn ne could tell I was still unmated. He was my big brother. He felt he let me get used somehow.

even tone, not like a scared little girl but like a fair

a bear hug, squeezing me so tightly,

in my ear. I smirked over his shoulder where he could

and unmarked,” Fang said, bending and resting his

this. Wolves were social creatures who thrived on mating for life but also on close

not watching you. I shouldn’t

me by my shoulders at arms-length. He looked so upset! He sighed and then leant in and actually nuzzled me. It was something close family members did just like hugging or a kiss on the cheek but I usually never got nuzzled, not beforelmet my mates and that

challenge brother to a race in wolf form. Let’s shift! Said my wolf, feeling

was too frightened to shift right now during my heat. I was already in pain and I knew that shifting was

now,” Fang noticed. “You talking to your

about me! She said,

flicked my forehead with his thumb and index finger. Ow! Hmph, she said indignantly. Flick him back!