In the Alpha’s Arms

Bonus Chapter- Miss Me?

“Tom” Lita said stiffy, discreetly wiping the rest of her tears and her running nose. “Why am I not surprised you’re skulking about? Are you hoping that if you hang around enough real wolves you’ll become one yourself?”

She relished the startled silence that followed, turning to meet those sharp eyes head–on. He wanted to throw her off but she could dish it too. In a simple pair of slacks and a button–up in a horrible pattern, he screamed spectator. A sleazy spectator at that. His hair had grown since the last time she saw him, the ends swept behind his ears in a cheesy gelled look. He stroked his beard and Lita wanted to vomil.

Tom forced a tight laugh, “I remember you were always funny. You always had a terrible sense of self–preservation too.” He shrugged like it was nothing to drop a gentle threat. There was a time that would have worked on her but that time was long gone.

He tucked his free hand into the slacks that were a size or two too tight. She wondered what awful mafia movie he was trying to emulate. It wasn’t working. Tom flashed her a sneaky grin, “I wondered if I would see you here. Shocking you’d come along after ousting your mother so publicly,”

Lita internally recoiled but she pretended not to care. Tom had money, not the kind of family money Lita or Cole came from, but the kind Brian came from. More than enough to be comfortable but not enough to make a difference with the wealthy. That drive to become wealthy was what kept him in the pocket of every wolf in power. Her mother and Brian’s father included.

“Let me guess, Brian’s been crying on your shoulder? And you walked over here to what… Remind me of how awful you are? Remind me how much I hated to see your pathetic face following Brian like a lost puppy? I hope you don’t think I’d look to you for protection from him? Don’t make me laugh.”

Tom looked down at her, tensing as her weeds struck home. He forced a tight smirk, playing it off like her words meant nothing.

“Was I really so awful? I remember a moment there when you trusted me enough to ask for my help.

“And I distinctly remember you refusing that help like the scum you are. So no thanks. You can take whatever you came over here to say and shove it wherever that lack of help went.”

His eyes burned, studying her like he had comered something new and unexpected. Lita despised looking up at him. He didn’t deserve any sign of submission, not even an accidental one. His size was a natural gift, not one he cultivated with hard work like Cole or Ace. Tom’s broad shoulders and height had intimidated her for years just as it had with Brian. But now, Lita knew it was only a symptom of being an Alpha male. She had yet to meet one that didn’t tower over her but she took heart in knowing that genetics wouldn’t save him. She’d put him on his ass if he touched her. She almost dared him to do it.

I’d love nothing more than to submit another Alpha, Nyx huffed, scratching her paws in agitation. Midnight earned Maxim’s wolf but this a chomped several times, this one would do nicely whining at our feet.

one..

Nyx

For once, Lita didn’t bother curbing Nyc’s bloodlust. Tom wasn’t worthy of the restraint.

to see if you were in need of assistance again. I’ve learned from my previous mistakes regarding Brian.” He turned his head

out into Lita. She subtly widened her stance and squared her shoulders. He smells

snapped. “You would offer to rescue me by sending me home to the person that chained me? How noble.” Lita’s mouth felt full

and the male embodiment of a gossip. He knew everything about anyone of importance. So it didn’t surprise her that he’d found out what happened since she left. It didn’t even surprise her that he’d crawled up under her mother as his newest ploy. What did surprise her, was how quickly that

of fascination in Lita’s predicament. She never missed his interest in her body, or the gleam in his eye every time he noticed a new bruise. Lita could give him

Let me out, I snatch those beady eyes out of his

in a doggie bag

giving her a once–over that lingered as usual. “Maybe you don’t need my help, after all, you’re certainly looking better than the last time I saw you.” He turned to run his gaze over the wall too before he said anything, “Ah, I did hear you weren’t able to pay

Bonus Chapter Miss Me?

if he knew exactly what kind of wolf she was now. If he did, he didn’t seem cuncemed that she’d wipe the floor with him. He probably did know she was an Alpha and he probably still thought his maleness would give him the upper hand. She’d make

what I remember, you never paid

about James, of course,” he fixed his face with a false seriousness, taking a step closer to her. “But it was a delicate subject. What with the car being found nowhere near your home but conveniently within ten miles of Brian’s house. Almost enough to make a man wonder if James had been on the way

been Brian’s mistake. Alpha blood won’t protect

the weak

some claws while you’ve been away?” He asked warily as he crossed

things came to blows, she’d hate to ruin the shrine. Nyx growled, letting her

to get testy,” he said calmly, “I saw you cuddling with your new Alpha. Very heartwarming to see that

And if even that barest sign of human decency made Tom believe that, he was as stupid as he was weak. Tom held his hands up with that testy little smirk of his. Lita wanted to wipe it off his face. “I admit, asking

to come find out,” Lita snarled quietly, letting her body take on an attack

I can’t wait to see. He’s been so broken up

Lita heard Ace’s voice but Tum was already gone, swept out from in front of her in a blink. He went from standing a foot away to

close without

he pressed Tom harder into the wall. The metal groaned beneath him, threatening to bend against the force. She inhaled

an instant, her mate had reduced him to a sniveling pap. She inhaled again, deeper this time. Cole’s scent was there,

something into Tom’s ear so low that even Lita’s wolf senses couldn’t catch it. Whatever was said made his face go pale all over. Tom’s wide eyes seemed to refocus on Lita with newfound understanding. She didn’t care about Tom er what be thought as she focused on Cole. His hair was wet, still curling at his nape, as if he’d just gotten out of the shower. And in jeans and t–shirt like her, the heavy cologne made no sense. She cocked her head to the side. He