In the Alpha’s Arms

Bonus Chapter- Where’s Cole?

Ligh, this is so stupid! Lita thought to herself, holding up yet another bodycon dress over her damp towel, hoping she’d see herself in a different light. Confidence was tricky like that, one minute she felt amazing, the next, her head was an ocean of self–doubt.

It was something g she and Elise had been working hard on but some days were better than others. For example, when they’d all arrived at the showcase earlier that day, Lita had been feeling strong and proud. The fancy dresses and five–star accomodations hadn’t made her nervous. Being in her home city hadn’t made her stomach sour. But now, imposter syndrome made her a nervous wreck. She couldn’t stop thinking about everything going terribly

Lita stretched the material in different directions, trying to find a silver lining for her new body. Muscles gave her a new shape, banishing the

the thin, undernourished girl she’d been. She normally loved her body. And Cole had absolutely no problem reminding her how beautiful she was whenever she forgot. But he wasn’t with her, and she was having a hard time seeing her own worth. When Lita looked in the mirror, she saw none of the improvements her body had made, only imagining herself as the bruised, sleep–deprived person that begged Alex for a chance to train. Or even, as the haunted. bandaged one that left Maxim’s compound with blood on her hands,

She hopelessly cast the dress aside and brushed her hands over her wet hair until it hugged her neck. She needed to calm down. Elise had taught her breathing exercises to control these spirals but sometimes, even that wasn’t enough. The bath had been so luxurious she’d hardly noticed anything outside of lavender scented bubbles and her relaxed muscles. What she wouldn’t give to go back to when she felt good.

But somewhere in that hot water, she started thinking of her parents and Brian. She started thinking of being back in her home city and how she might run into any of them. All of them. How many of the people downstairs knew her? How many had secretly laughed behind her back or called her wolf- less? How many had thought she deserved whatever Brian gave her?

Brian had buddies, she knew that, even though she’d only met them in passing, and never for long enough to talk. Were they Alpha wolves, too? Were they fighters? Would they be downstairs waiting to embarass her? Her chest grew tight as lightheadedness took over until she was forced from the warm water. The entire time she dried off, her mind whirled. What would they see when they looked at her? How could she show them how much she’d changed?

On some level, Lita knew this was a battle against herself and her own insecurities but it felt real. It felt like the minute she stepped out of the hotel room, everyone would know she had been Brian’s punching bag. A downtrodden wolf–less girl who had her life shattered so completely that the pieces still hadn’t come back together yet. A dead brother she’d only recently begun to moum. A biological father she didn’t know, A mother she couldn’t face, not yet, anyway. Rafi, who hadn’t done nearly enough to be forgiven for trying to use her. A wolf that had only been let out of her cage for a few months and still seemed hell bent on biting first, asking questions later.

Not fair, Nyx gruffed, I don’t try to bite people who have good energy. Only the ones that smell rotten

Not really much difference from the outside, Nuff Lita shook her head, trying to keep her smile in check.

Don’t call me off, you hairless human

That was uncalled for, Lita gasped, Only you could make the lack of fur sound like an insult. Mine was a cute aknasse, ours was meant to be mean you overgrow dag.

Nyx made a sound somewhere between a chuff and a growl, If I could bite you…

I would muzzle you. You no self–control having, drooling…

I’m chewing your shoes the next time I’m free. I’ll show you a damn dog

Lita mulled her eyes and dug through the tightly–packed layers of clothes for the fifth time, searching for something appropriate. She ignored the stream of discarded shirts and jeans leading from the bathroom mirror to the bed. Lita grupned, throwing yet another basic outfit over her shoulder. She had packed based on the tournament they’d attended; the one full of casual, if not underdressed, attendees and good energy. But this place was nothing like that… all this money… she hadn’t expected to feel like a small girl left alone at her mother’s banquet table again. She hadn’t expected to feel the way she had when Brian wooed her.

“I have literally” nothing to wear to this, she whined. Two quick taps at the hotel door were the only warning before someone came barging in, oblivious to the barely wrapped towel Lita still wore.

“Hey, what the hell,” Lita yelped, rushing to tuck away as much as she could

“Calm down, it’s just me,” Stace laughed. “And that, as nice as it is–Stace made a dramatic gesture in the direction of Lita’s body then froze on Lita’s hand, “Wait a damn minute, is that my dress?”

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Quickly tossing the damned thing behind her, Lita arched a confused brow, “Is what your dress?”

“Wooow, a Luna who steals,” Stace clicked her tongue, hands on her hips, “Mice.”

Lita laughed, her frown breaking immediately, “Shut up. It was cute and you don’t wear half your clothes, Stacey Ramos. Alex has been demanding you donate more of your stuff, so consider me needy.”

There was nothing remotely lady like about the laugh that burst out of them both, bringing them to tears. Lita coughed, wiping her face, “Trust me when I say, you don’t want it back now, anyway. I wore it for date night.”

moon goddess will you please keep things like that

back to the suitcase of useless clothes. “Like I don’t have to hear

want you to remind me of you and Cole again, thank you very much.” Lita snorted as Stace walked around to point at the discarded dress. “You can keep it. Or

tease me. Lita faked a serious face and stomped her foot. And if you’re not

Stace was about to offer her two cents before she looked around the room, “Why does it look like a

it is one of my nice t shirts?” She managed a disparaging laugh as she held up a shirt that said Punch him, is before tossing

was miserable. I was, god, I was so broken. And I didn’t think coming back would bother me. I don’t know, I just want to make a good impression. I want our pack to look

curled around the towel

throat closing up, analety quickly barreling from

around calling him an asshole to anyone who would listen. Our Alpha. And believe it or not, Alex went to bat for you and so did 1. Because you were

down until she sair a small nod, “Yes, we’re here for the showcase to build our pack members and to show our strength. Obviously that’s our

silly and reassured

now. Not on

embarrass the pack here, it’s impossible. We’re simple wolves. We like fighting and barbeque chicken, lake parties

the grateful tears that welled in her eyes. “So which one do I wear? Forget guns, get buns or Deadit this! Personally, I think the arrow pointed down is the best part of the shirt ta and Stace shared a look for all of two seconds before they were crying laughing. Lita could feel real

point, I’m going to assume Cole’s never seen any of these shirts. Stace squealed. “Please let me be there

shirt

me that make

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nasty as hell

grinned. “And Jaz agreed with your

the idea,” Stace winked, reaching down to scoop up some of Lita’s mess. She dropped it on the bed and went back for more. “You’re not going to give this any more energy okay? Let’s make them grovel at our feet in our t–shirts and jeans.

where is Cole? I haven’t seen him in… hours?” Lita suddenly realized Cole never met her in the bath like he insinuated. And she hadn’t even heard his voice through the door. If he

last I heard he had some Alpha shiff to handle.” Stace shrugged too quickly, looking

quirked a brow, not believing a word of that lie,

she’d cut into a half tank and a pair of panties. She didn’t trust anything Stace would come back to tell her. The woman was good at a lot,

finished getting herself together, Lita would take the matters into her own hands and figure out exactly where

Chanter C

There Aren’t

hulking body a few inches away. He made her feel anything but gentle. Lita didn’t have to face him to know he was still wearing his tearing gain and that she

of the elevator car, arms crossed and brows raised in mock disbelief. He’d been just outside the bedroom door

fight was when you lied to get me

fight then. We’ve got to

you still refusing to tell

adorable you can’t go a few hours without a man who

even know what to do with that.” The ding of the elevator preceded the opening doors and Lita instinctually

can’t tell me you don’t get

I’m one hundred percent going

hamor. “And please tell him. In fact, I’ll help you tell him so I can laugh at

and smoke are the same

“Debatable.”

eyes well enough as they’d filed in Normally, she would stay above such pettiness but these women were human, unaware of the secret world existing alongside their own. So Ace wouldn’t be able to say much if she teased him. Lita gave him a devilish smirk over

you feel inadequate alongside my spouse, you could just say that.” Ace opened his mouth to refute but she cut him off, “Don’t get me wrong, I totally get it.” Lita raised her hands, subtly drawing the eyes of the other women in the elevator. “When you see a fit fighter who isn’t using steroids to boost himself, you probably feel exposed. I’ve heard horror stories of what that stuff does to your most notable parts. She