In the Alpha’s Arms

Bonus Chapter You Like That, Huh?

Pinot (oring you, Lita snarled through the link. You son of a

When now, Stace whistled, Based on that response, I’d say ya’ll are going to need some love alone. We’ll hang out down here. I left the works in the kitchen, Alpha.

What the hell is the works? Brody asked, sounding clueless about women.

Can we please get him a girlfriend because-

Sout

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Ace! Several pack members said at once, making Lita laugh ahead of Cole, Shutting down the link, Cole exhaled with relief. At least she could laugh. That had to be a good sign. He would take Stace’s advice and let Lita decompress upstairs.

Lita’s head swam. She was so angry she felt like she might burst, and even Ace’s idiocy wouldn’t take that away. What she needed was a good scream. The kind that shredded the throat and pulled from the diaphragms. She needed to bellow her frustration and pain. Her imitation and acknowledgement of how unfair everything felt. As she pushed through the crowd, watching as the men in the ceremonial ring circled one another. One moved in one part of the ring, green linen pants and green paint that marked down his chest. And the other moved opposite green, but in red with paint down to his abdomen. Their posture turned more feral as they hunched toward the center. They weren’t taking any fighting stance Lita had ever seen in the circuit and she wondered what they were doing.

Lita pinched her eyes closed, and when she opened them again, she watched the fighters once more. Backs bowed, arms relaxed into casual jogging form. Lita couldn’t anticipate what was about to happen. The one in green lunged at the other in a swipe that didn’t appear to be meant to connect with any vital striking area, grazing the side of a shoulder. It could have been a testing strike, one designed to gauge the other fighter’s reaction time but, she’d never seen one use so little force or waste the advantage on an impervious part of the body.

It’s not as if biceps and shoulders couldn’t be damaged, they just couldn’t be damaged enough by a direct hit. A submission move used to extend the joints would work to damage the shoulder socket, but that didn’t appear to be green’s goal.

I know you’re overwhelmed. I can feel how confused and hurt you are, mote. Talk to me. How can I try to help if you don’t talk to me? Cole insisted, grabbing her arm from where he stood behind her. Lita shook it off, moving through the crowd. She was angry with him, but Lita was also angry with herself. She’d let Calvin blindside her emotions because, against all odds, she’d hoped that not all the adults in her life had been terrible.

was wrong. And now that meant she was disappointed and angry at herself

could he put that pressure on me?! Lita yelled, her voice echoing through the private link with Cole. Nyx flinched from the force of

wolf, to admit to disrespecting his Lune without an ounce of remorse. It doesn’t surprise me that he would ask you to take your mother in–to let her join our

a pack? Why put this on me? I hate them both, Lita snarled. Hate them all. I wish

pack. The cat is out of the bag where you’re concerned. Maybe there were suspicious and gossip before, but now it’s in the open. had to make the problem disappear. Especially after Rafi quiL And now, he feels like if we take in your mother, it would kill two birds with one

surprise that there’s yet another man in power who wants his cake and to eat it too. Has be learned nothing from what happened to

ever did. Men like that don’t ever think the end will come. They feel invincible because their reigns in power are long. They

some manners, you only need to say the word. What’s war when it comes to love, right? Cole gave a half–hearted laugh, looking into her sad eyes. He cupped her cheek, placing a kiss on her forehead. Apparently, I’m developing a list

my father myself, Colet I’m the pack Laws and

okay? Just not down here in

some dignity left, you know? Can’t we

Chapter You

at him. Lita could place exactly what emotion he was feeling, but hot usually meant anger. He had

open

him, Cole took them both to the staircase and held

to escort me to your own ass–whooping? She

I deserve it. The least I can do

loud as she ascended the staircase. I think I’ve come far enough to

realized she might have misread the emotion. The feeling swept through her, making her skin pucker and sweat. Tingles fluttered in her stomach, her breathing growing

ass turn you on? Is that what I’m feeling

as they reached the top step. He pushed the door open and held it