In the Alpha’s Arms

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f the ringing in her ears and flushing up her neck was any sign, Lita was ninety percent sure she would murder one of these men.

Andres‘ eyes flashed bright green the second he touched her hand, strands of hair slipping forward over his brow. And still his handsome face would not pare him the violent rage building under her skin.

Jp close, she could recognize him from his social media, and she begrudgingly accepted he looked even better in real life. Warm–toned white skin, ntense brown eyes that seemed to catch the lights when he smiled. He’d been the first to stand up and properly introduce himself after they all aughed in a way that scratched down her insides like blades. Did they think it was funny she had to beg to be allowed to join the gym? Did they think was all in good fun that she’d had to rip out a piece of her heart by bringing James‘ name up? And for what? All it had done was convince them she vas a desperate stalker with a kink for dead fighters.

der stomach rebelled at the idea, something toxic springing up in the back of her mind. How dare she get angry enough to fight with these strangers when she couldn’t muster anything to fight off Brian? What did it say about her if all her fight left as soon as he turned those cool blue eyes on her? Did it say that she wanted it, that she liked the way he treated her? Lita wanted to vomit. She felt it churning at the base of her throat as the warm lush of anger spread everywhere, her fingertips throbbing and itching, her toes curling in her tennis until they hurt. It had only been sheer willpower hat kept her rooted in place while they laughed at her expense. The skin on her tattooed wrist was rane from how she scratched it, weighing the ikelihood of making it to her pills before she exploded.

Was she expecting a rave reaction? No, not exactly. They didn’t know her, and she didn’t know them. And truthfully, Lita knew she still looked like hell physically, but some part of her expected they’d find her at least decent enough not to laugh. That was the bare minimum bar to set for men, wasn’t it?

Lita had never been too clear on her own beauty. Outside of Brian, no one really gave her a second look and since all of his looks meant misery for her, Lita wasn’t entirely convinced he thought she was beautiful, either. Maybe he just found her attainable or a necessary means to an end with her parents.

And as Andres reached for a handshake, Lita reminded herself that she wasn’t actually here to be a bunny, so it didn’t matter what they thought of her or how pathetic they must have found her. She blew out a shaky breath, her misplaced rage was not new, and it hadn’t killed her yet, so it wouldn’t kill her now, His warm brown eyes Eashed emerald for a moment as he studied her face. Andres‘ brows knit together, and he frowned.

“Are you alright?” he asked quietly. She counted one, two, three, four…

Certain she wasn’t going to explode the second she opened her mouth, Lits blinked, looking up at the neon gym lights, the only reasonable explanation for his strange eyes.

“Perfectly peachy, considering I’m just one big joke here. I never seem to forget how ridiculous you all find me.” Lita didn’t know what to make of the light trick that changed his eye color, but she just shrugged. It didn’t matter.

“You’re not a joke and it’s nothing but a pleasure to meet you,” he said, leaning in to place a delicate kiss on her check, his heavy accent making her stomach do somersaults against her will. “I think you misunderstood our laughter, sweetheart.” When he released her cheek, Andres stepped back enough for Lita to look at him and see the guilty expression on his face.

“Looking at it from your perspective,” he pondered, “I can see why you would think something negative, and for that I sincerely apologize, but we weren’t laughing at you lovely. We were laughing at Alex. As if his own words conjured up more humor, his cheeks turned pink, and he laughed all over again. “We’re just thinking of how badly we’re going to tease him for calling you- he gave her a quick once–over-“a psycho bunny. Does he not have

“Learn to share, bro, Mark cut in, saving Lita from having to reply. Her mind swam with ways to take Andres comment as an insult, but she couldn’t Egure out how. He didn’t appear to be teasing her. Nor did Mark. His smirk had deepened, showing a hint of canines that made him look hungry rather than mean–spirited. He patted Andres‘ shoulder then shoved him out of the way. “You can’t hog the pretty newcomer, D.”

The nickname made little sense for Andres. Then she remembered they called him Delta, and she almost snorted. A nickname for a nickname? It seemed ridiculous. Then Lita’s mind seemed to catch up to what Mark had said. Pretty. It shouldn’t have made her chest swell, but it did. When was the last time someone other than Brian gave her a compliment?

Mark took up the hand Andres let go of and leaned down to plant a kiss on it. The second his lips touched her skin, his forest green eyes fluttered up to meet hers and sparkled a bright amber for a split second. Lita inhaled, her insides turning to liquid heat at that gaze. She was definitely losing her mind when it came to those eye colors, but damn if she cared.

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“Babe, it’s positively a sin that we haven’t met before today,” he smiled, continuing to hold and caress her hand with those warm, calloused fingers. “If 1 wasn’t sure that Alex was a stick in the mud, I’d swear he was keeping you for himself, Mark admitted, his eyes stuck on a point just below her collarbones. Was she blushing?

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Lita, shoving her elbow into his side.

“Brody! Go say hi, dammit, you’re being rude,” faz demanded quietly and practically dragged him up to Lita,

a heated smirk that promised he wasn’t anywhere near finished with her. The goosebumps breaking out over her arms were a strange feeling. She hadn’t felt excitement or desire in so long, Lita didn’t know what to do with it. Had she really changed so much with a month of workouts and a new bra? Maybe

of the litter, Lita watched Brody swallow and blink,

so uncomfortable. Lita knew he was trying his best to put on a brave face and while the others might not have thought his breakup was that big of a deal, Lita could see the damage. She’d bet money that it had been a toxic relationship and he was trying to figure out his new reality. She could empathize with that. There was something so familiar about his mannerisms. Avoiding eye

an embrace. For the first second or two, he didn’t move, holding his arms out like he was being attacked. But she didn’t move or press for more. She just continued with the calm embrace. And eventually, when

seemed like you needed a hug,” she whispered. He inhaled deeply, his eyes flashing yellow too. She shrugged like the hug wasn’t a big deal, “Don’t read too much into it, kay?” He gulped, nodding through

sticks,” Alex said, walking around the group from behind Jaz. His tone left a lot to be desired, but Lita leaned into it, throwing a wave up over her head. He chuckled, “You don’t look like absolute shit today, so

from Brody. His eyes lit with a spark of blue, but Instead of a

his fat into his chest as his eyes watered. “She’s got balls, I’ll give

was a dud,” Andres crossed his arms,

rolling his neck. “Nobody’s blind. But trust me, as far as you lot are

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Alex, “You should let the doc check you, bro, it’s no way someone should be so uptight he can’t see pretty when he’s looking at it. Might be a medical issue. Something get

him, Lita suddenly remembered the moment with Cole in the parking lot and knew exactly whose body was plastered to hers.

disapprovingly, never dropping his hands from her waist. His voice had a direct line to her chest, shooting heat and flutters throughout her. Did she know anyone with a voice so

something tonight if

her and joined

this is uh, Cole… Stace motioned,

and it made no sense. She hadn’t done anything to

Lita chirped with a flick of her hair, trying to ignore Cole’s eyes on her. She became increasingly aware of the sliver of skin showing between her top and bottoms because it

need to run,” Cole co–signed, talking to the

and the others toward the back door, stripping down to their spandes bottoms. Stace merely stripped off her tank, leaving

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Was this a punishment? Or some extreme form of competition preparation? Cole had said “we” and he was also stripping out of his clothes, so Lita doubted it was a punishment. Unless he was such a

far!” Stace called over her shoulder as she disappeared out the back

and Lita followed close behind, digging through her bag in the passenger seat. The tightness in her shoulders and chest told her she needed her meds. Cole seemed to always get her emotions

way his hands caressed her waist. No, he hadn’t caressed her. He’d just held her still, kept her in place so she didn’t murder his feet. Where were the damn meds in this bag? When she still didn’t find them, Lita made a frustrated sound and pulled

Jaz turned right and headed back into the parking lot. Slamming the door a little harder than she needed

saw him, her body couldn’t help but respond. It had to be pent up attraction. She could admit that he was as hell, but so were the others. Her stomach knotted. Of

disorganized. It was damn dangerous. Hormones made her stupid, and

then she looked around the boxing mats. Getting on her knees, she finally found the pill bottle that had rolled underneath the bench. Hulling, she swiped it up and spun around to find four naked people clutching their rumpled clothes to their most private parts. Stace, Mark, Brody and Andres Lita’s mind stalled to a complete stop. What the hell had she walked in on? An orgy? Hadn’t they been about to run? Was that

you still doing here? We saw you leave!” Stace barked suddenly, her

have to be embarrassed at all. Totally normal.” Lita playfully covered her eyes and lightly jogged back to

her, even letting go of her clothes to grab

Just let me get out of your hair, Lita insisted, pushing open the front door only to come face to face with two large red

blood in her body running cold. Her thoughts scattered under a primal, desperate fear. One that made

gom lights. Watching the animal blow steam through its nose, Lita pretended it wasn’t inhaling her deeply. The puff of warm air hit her arms a second before her body shook, tremors working

as she had it. Then another wolf appeared in a blur of gray fur with bright blue eyes, tackling the Erst

scream that ripped through Lita seared her chest. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t do anything but watch the vicious animals tear at each other. The black one seemed to want to kill her. Even as the other clawed and bit at it, the black wolf only