In the Alpha’s Arms

Chapter 69

There You Are

Getting drunk burned out to be a very different experience with a wolf She’d been drunk a few times with Brian when she was still in high school but it was never like this. And hell, she was surprised she was allowed to drink at all hut Stace knew the bartender and he never asked Lita for LD.

Lita felt like she was on fire, burning from the inside out. She already shed her light jacket down to her strapless black mini dress an hour ago. And shed strategically bunched it closer to her middle so she could get a breeze on her exposed thighs. She was definitely sweating

Lita hadn’t been drunk with anyone except Cole since letting her wolf out and if alcohol ance let her guard down, it now practically let her wolf run free, Everything seemed turned up, not down. Colors were brighter, music louder, her body stronger and more in tune with itself. Dancing with her friends had felt like an out of body experience, especially when she stopped feeling the pang of her heels cutting into her toes. She could dance all night like this. Probably fuck all night too. That sent a wicked little shiver down her back. She couldn’t wait to get back home,

She hadn’t seemed to notice it when she was with Cole in that cabin but out on the town with lar and State? Nyx w practically cut her teeth on her own canines. And it thrilled her. The wolf was a busybody and a threat all rolled into one and as it turned out, she was a

was so close to the surface she could fucking party girl. Nyx had screamed shots in her head until she finally broke down and took some.

And her eyes? Well they’d stopped being a normal color about an hour ago if her estimate was correct. About the same time she lost track of her purse and jacket. About the same time she stopped checking her texts from Cole. They were all very apologetic anyway, the kind she didn’t really need to read to get the gist. He loved her. He was sorry. Etcetera etcetera. She peered up at the foggy mirrored wall behind the bar, Even drunk, she could make out the sizzling ruby of her pupils. What the hell was she going to do about that?

“Are those contacts?!” The rowdy guy two seats down from her asked. He’d been eyeing her since she stumbled over to the bartop but she hadn’t noticed his gaze on her in the mirror. Nyx immediately wanted to fight. Lita had to dig her nails into the smooth wood beneath her hands just to curb the urge. Damn, she needed to stay with the others.

The lounge wasn’t that packed in other areas but at the bar, the seats were nearly all full. And at the moment, at least four different guys were watching her with little smirks. The contacts” guy, was nice enough looking: brown hair to his chin, shaggy but not messy. A semi–cultivated goatee drew her eyes to his mouth which seemed fine, all his teeth in tact, all the skin smooth. He was even in a nice thin sweater that looked expensive with dark colored pants in the exact shade as his shoes.

His face was actually really growing on her, but she wasn’t interested. She watched him motion the bartender for two shots of something in a brown bottle. What was the here to do? Right! Get the drink, she reminded herself. She wasn’t here for hot guys at the bar. Or at least, Nyx wasn’t interested if the wild growl in her head was any measure.

Don’t even fucking ink about it! Nyx growled.

Lita cringed at the rough, grating sound. She couldn’t even study the other guys because Nyx scratched at her mental cage. She already had someone and the longer she spent surrounded by other men, the more she just wanted to go back home to Cole. That was clearly Nyx’s vote too.

Lita tried to remind herself she was here to make Cole jealous. Make up sex. Apology gifts. Sexy Alpha wolf. Those were the things Stace and Jaz said she wanted. It was important to make him grovel and beg or something like that. What better way to do it, than to post all the fun they were having at the lounge? It didn’t help that Nyx just wanted to sink her teeth into everyone who looked her way. She’d been lucky to get in a few dances before she got too drunk.

Lita sighed, she should avoid the guys altogether but… she hadn’t managed a single photo that wasn’t of the three girls sharing drinks. That wasn’t liable to make Cole very upset.

She didn’t know what other photos the girls had posted though. Their cameras were flashing nonstop while they were on the dance floor. Where even was her phone? When her eyes slid hack up, she saw the guy was still waiting on an answer, lopsided grin and all. He had two shot glasses, one in each hand.

She smiled, showing a little more teeth than necessary as a warning, thanks to Nyx, and gave a noncommittal gesture with her arms. Lita spied her friends three tables behind her. As Jaz and State flagged down an empty high–top table on the restaurant side, Lita waited for their next round of drinks at the bar. She needed food badly or Nyx was going to come out and play for real. She shuddered as an image of a bloody floor flicked across her mind.

No Ericas tonight. Apparently her eyes were full on Alpha now and she was past the point of friendly conversation. At least in the pulsating colored lights, it just appeared to be an illusion. She blinked and the guy was a step away now, holding a glass out to her.

wear those often?” the guy tried again, motioning that they should take a shot together. It was clear he wanted more than just an answer about stupid ass colored contacts and Nyx already had her claws out, hollowing out the bar top. Clearly the wolf part of her mind took mating extremely fucking seriously if her me was any sign llow the girls thought she was going to manage fake flirting… she had no idea.

Lita

shrugged, avoiding eye contact in case Nyx was planning to bite his head off, “It’s all the rage on the east coast! She yelled over the music. This

There You Are

was killing her fucking buzz. She smiled and threw the shot back. He nodded vigorously, raising his glass in a mock toast before downing his, ‘Cool as fuck! Sexy too!” Something vibrated her chest and she jumped. Then patted her chest until she felt the cool metal outline of a phone. Well, fuck, that was smart of her. She checked her phone to find a few more messages from Colle.

I’m sorry!

Where are you.”

aren’t you

fuck did Stace just

fuck are you dancing

get back

te. Don’t fucking

Her mind rocked back and forth a little. He was supposed to

grateful smile for rushing her order and stumbled her way back those three rows to her friends, now cackling like hyenas over

sliding the glasses onto the tabletop. She

commented on my pic and said Bad move,

photo is it? Lita burped quietly, ‘Fuck

one of you twerking on me,” she bellowed, “And I might not

your tits…”

Cole didn’t

Cole saw it babet And Ace said someone needs a spanking undermine Jax wheezed,

of them taking shots with a bunch of random guys, “When in the hell did that

The caption didn’t help I’m sure. Single ladies do it better with

we trying to make Cole

really,” Jaz

mine!” Stace yelped as Lita helped herself

is better than mine! Shareeeeee,” Lita whined, flashing a big, pleading smile, “ohhhh this

food you messy drunk?” jaz

got me liquored up! Amarelio sour taste like fucking juice,” Lita slurred, sliding back

from my last post! Oopsie we were probably gonna get yelled at.” She seemed

night is going to be

been like that? Did anyone notice?” She eyed the bar and the room to see

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in their direction. Her face sobered slightly. Stace

guess? Like an hour, that’s when I really started to feel the last round,” Lita shrugged, sliding onto her bar stool, “Guy at the bar

I

I think I gotta throw up,” Lita

go, I’ll stay with the drinks,” Jaz yelled to Stace, “Make sure she makes

arms, in between bodies. Stace was hitting those bodies like walls.

found the hallway to the bathroom but the line was too long to wait. She needed to harf now. Her stomach felt like a blender. Everything was spinning and pulsing towards her mouth. Nyx urged her forward, pushing her past the girls leaning against the wall until they were at the service door Her wolf’s directions were clear enough but they lacked bite. Was she feeling

made it to the side of the dumpsters before she was tossing up everything she’d had to drink. Everything burned on its way up and it was all a strange color, red–tinted and chunky. What the hell did she eat? This wasn’t liquor sick.

taste, leaning her head forward against the wall of

my shoes,” she whined, looking at the red chunks on

many opportunities for her to develop a tolerance to liquor. It just sucked that Cole was going to get here and see she’d thrown up on

to scrape the vomit off her shoes and figure out to make an escape before Cole saw her, she didn’t hear the feet on the pavement

What’s wrong?

I’m not–not sure.

just drink

g–get dr–drunk, something’s

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