In the Alpha’s Arms

Check–In

At some point during the drive Lita had fallen asleep. She awoke to Brody gently nudging her off of his shoulder, “We’re here.” His breath tickling her check made Lita simply stare up at him for a moment, enjoying the human contact.

She stretched out her arms, falling further towards his lap as he caught her and pushed her back to her side of the seat. Stealing a quick glance out of the window, Lita saw they’d arrived at a large Concrete building. She flashed eyes up to the driver’s seat but it was already empty. In fact the whole

“Come on, Lita,” Brody called, halfway out of van door, “We’re going to be late for check in.”

Grabbing her phone and trash, she slid out behind him, making her way into the concrete building. The grim outside turned into a five star hotel as soon as she went through the revolving door. Apparently having a misleading exterior was a staple in the wolf community. She walked along the marble floor towards the rest of the group, huddled around the front desk. Sueling her head around to take in the sights, Lita appreciated all the beautiful details: and elegant lounge with a bar, a large ballroom staircase, gold elevators with plush carpeted interiors and gold leaf candelabras, several large chandeliers whose crystals dripped down towards the floor.

As she took in the people, she realized conce more that werewolves looked just like everyone else except they were more: More beautiful, more muscular, like they’d gone through one extra stage of evolution than the rest of the world had. Lita couldn’t help but stare at one broad–shouldered man surrounded by a small pack of women. As they gushed and fussed over him, Lita realized they were admirers. For a split second she imagined it was James, a Star fighter among his own kind and hers. Beloved by all. He’d probably had admirers in all fifty states. Her heart warmed a little right before it ached.

“Here’s your key, you’re staying with Stace and Jaz, Cole pushed a small black card into her hand without asking what she was doing, “Andres and Alex are in the room to your right, Brody and Mark in the left. Em two doors down on the right”

Lita nodded, still staring at the fighter in the lobby, somehow unable to tear her eyes away from the man she imagined was her brother. They looked nothing alike. Sounded nothing alike. But her mind had attached them and she couldn’t un–see it. She imagined her brother making these long trips. Maybe even travelling across the country to compete and stun everyone he ever met.

She’d watched a few re–run videos of old fights and immediately regretted never being able go to one. Lita hadn’t seen a single fight. That hurt, knowing how important it was to her brother. It wasn’t her fault but it didn’t make the pain any less intense. She hated her parents for taking those moments from her. James was a force of nature when he fought, primal, regal, zoned in. His was always a presence that demanded to be seen and understood. She missed that. And she missed this side of him she never knew. How It was possible to miss something she never had, Lita didn’t know. But she did

at the preening fighter across the room, “As

and cleared her throat, fighting with her emotions, “Did

she liked bearing about that side of him, the one she

eyes softened, brushing a tear away from Lita’s cheek. She didn’t even feel it there, “Yea he

James was Cole’s Beta? She hadn’t expected him to continue but he did, “Everyone loved him. The other fighters, the refs, the staff. He was just that kind of guy. Hard to hate. Personality bigger than any room you put him in. Bunnies and fighters alike used to fly in from all over the country to train at gym. Had to build extra facilities for the wolves. We bought the rest of the industrial park

your Beta? Alex is, it

has a certain bloodline that shows in the color of their eyes. Betas, blue. Alphas, red, Deltas, Green and all common wolves are yellow. But just because you have the bloodline, doesn’t mean you have to be in that role. Alex was here but he was just a friend and a fighter. He and Stace helped make the pack feel

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Check–In

start the gym?He was your

us all afloat when I couldn’t. It was too hard for me for a while… Anyway what were we originally talking about? Right, you asked if people loved James like that and the answer is, they loved him more than that. I think at one point there was an entire bleacher full

always remember him as

Andres and Mark were always happy to pick up the slack though, trust me. But James only ever had eyes for his mate, Cole laughed again, looking

“Tell me what?”

he died…it’s complicated, she really should be the

about hime You try not to