In the Alpha’s Arms

Bonus Chapter- Not My Problem

“You want me to do what? Lita asked her father carefully, all of her emotions building in a poignant clarity. Lita could hardly remember how long they’d been talking. After he mentioned her mother, time became unclear. All she knew was that he’d been talking the whole time and that he’d triggered the kind of emotions that whited–out the pain and left only Nyx behind. He couldn’t have said those words. He couldn’t have asked for such a ridiculous thing. Though the expectant face that met hers told her the opposite.

Anyone who actually knew Lita knew that Nyx only dealt in absolutes. Kill or be killed. Dominate or be dominated. It was clear in the way others

tood around her. And yet her father had the nerve to dismiss Lita’s years of trauma and abuse. He ignored the stress of her wolf being suppressed, even as it went against the very fabric of this archaic beliefs. And Lita knew he ignored it all in order to get something from her. Something neither he nor her mother deserved.

Lita’s eyes bled from black to red, coloring the world in rubles with each measured breath. She would not start a war, she told herself. She would not start a war with this Alpha. No, she would not start a war with her father.

I don’t know, Nyx growled, could be fun to see the old man bleed. I want to show him what we can become when we’re not so civilized.

Thank the moon I don’t take any advice from bloodthirsty wolves, Nye, Lita replied, a proud smile in her voice. One of these days, though, I promise I really let you loose to give these men a lesson.

“Calm down, daughter.” Asher laughed as if her change in demeanor shocked him. How could he think she wouldn’t react to such a suggestion? To the mention of her mother. This man knew nothing about her, and it was painfully clear to Lita that he had no desire to know her. That he would never see anything outside of his own interests. Anyone who could know Lita’s history and suggest she have anything to do with her mother-

“Daughter?” She parroted him, confused. How dare he call her that? Lita’s voice sounded wrong. Too calm and thick, too sharp and hollow. Cole stiffened, pressing his knee into hers, probing the bond with quiet alarm. He had to know she’d be out for blood.

Not now, Lita snapped at Cole, who released the thread immediately, and Nyx snarled in agreement. She didn’t want any distractions from him or his overprotective wolf.

“Obviously, I understand why you might hold a grudge or two against your mother, but that’s practically ancient history,” Asher insisted, crossing a tailored pant leg over the other. “She’s been stripped of her title and you’re a pack Luna. You have a strong Alpha at your side. Surely, your mother is no longer a threat to you, so there’s no reason to give into such irrational feelings.” His brows softened, as if he were addressing a child, his eyes urging her to see the logic in his dismissive words.

“Inational… feelings…” Lita repeated aloud, testing the words on her tongue as if they were foreign. As if she didn’t understand them. Maybe she didn’t. Maybe with the flood of clarity came a lack of understanding for those who would try to use her. He thought she was a simpering she wolf Even as an Alpha in her own right, a Luna to an entire pack as he’d said… Her father saw her as a hysterical, dim–witted woman with absolutely nothing to contribute to a pack or her mate, except a birth canal. Nyx barked, the sound sharp as a whip and blanketed in a lethal calm. A killing quiet descended between them all, tense and heady.

“Asher, you don’t speak to my mate- Cole started, snapping to attention as the insult finally landed. He leaned forward, blocking Lita’s view of her father, shielding her from harm and conflict as he always did. She wouldn’t let him this time.

Move, Lita said through the link, her voice a coiled spring ready to snap. She hardly recognized the sound or force of it. She hadn’t felt like this since the pits and that hellish time at Maxim’s compound. Nyx growled sweetly, rolling her shoulders with feral joy. She wanted to rip something apart.

reverberation of tones in her voice screamed strength, sending warning

mean to point out that emotional baggage is a weakness. You shouldn’t let it define the decisions

and Alpha tones. She enjoyed the tiny twitch of his left eye when she said his name that way. “If I were to let emotions rule my leadership decisions, I’d probably have gone for your throat the moment you suggested I take my mother in.” She didn’t soften the bite of her words with a fake smile. Lita didn’t want subtle, she wanted a sledgehammer to his head, especially as Cole

a look over his shoulder, sending something warm down the bond. From this angle, she could see her father

of his features. Indignation

Lita’s soul for traction if they shifted. Lita’s hand wrapped around Cole’s forearm, enforcing her earlier words with an iron grip. He would not come between her

Bonus Chapter–Not My Problemi

felt his surprise flow into her. The confusion, pride, and disgust for her father

would yield, his own Alpha instincts likely driving him to protect her. But when she dragged her mate back, he went without issue. Cole sank into the leather as Lita gently forced him into his seat. She leaned forward and met her father’s

eyes.

too emotional to make a good leadership decision is choosing to disrespect your bond with your Luna. To spit in your Beta’s face. Like my mother did when she gave into that pull with you.

liquid went through the band

pack. No one would judge you for taking in a disgraced wolf. After all, you’re accepting humans for moon’s sake.” He chuckled cruelly, as if the idea was abhorrent, any semblance of his warm exterior melting into the man that had not cared what monsters took hold of his daughter. “Honestly, I’m shocked your mate hasn’t tempered

Human or not, laz is pack.

of it. I’m not the type of male

on his face. He opened his mouth

Calvin Asher, know this- Lita stood, her body unfolding to its full height and build-“You will not insult my pack” Lita’s flesh chilled, her body tightening in anticipation of a fight. Her Alpha tone rang out, loud and heavy,

as she was, Lita’s body was that of an Alpha, rar power and dominance enough to match any man in the room. And she would unleash the fight on her father if he challenged her. She didn’t feel weakened by their height difference, if anything, she felt it gave her an advantage, placing her

forward, menacing and pissed

asked, not waiting for a response.“1 will not

this momentary lapse in judgement, Asher hissed, his

I am not your daughter. You haven’t earned the right to call me that, and you never will. Imagine that I’m as dead to you, Alpha Asher, as you are to me,” Lita replied, “You think I don’t know what you’re trying to do? Trying to clean up the mess you’ve made in both of your homes by pawning off one of your lovers on me because of bad publicity?

as I or your mate do when you don’t. You, Lita, do nothing except what you’re told. That is the role of a Luna. To follow her Alpha. Produce heirs. Handle the small matters of she wolves. My request was a curtesy, silly pup. You will take her in and you

discipline me? Teach me how things work in your world? I dare you to try,” Lita mocked his obvious aggression, “Nyx is always eager to break the boot that tries to crush us. Look where