Trapped Between Two Alphas (13 page)

“So,
what happened to me?”

Kris
glanced at Matt then down at her.

“You
were sick.”

“I
had leukaemia. Does that mean I don’t have it now?”

Matt
stroked her hair. “You were sick. The scent of death was stronger than ever
before. We were waiting for the full moon to change you. The power of the full
moon would have helped us. Without it you were at risk.”

“What
do you mean?”

“There
are no known female wolves because of the pain during the transition. The body
goes through a lot of changes.” Kris took over explaining.

She
remembered the sound of her bones breaking. The sounds echoed through her mind
making her shiver with revulsion.

“
Wow, that
was gross.”

“You
remember what happened?” Matt asked.

“Yes.
It was gross and disgusting. My bones were literally breaking and then moving
back together. How can you not be disgusted?”

They
chuckled. “We risked a great deal turning you, but you wouldn’t have survived
the day. You couldn’t smell the death clawing away at you. It was like a
different being was in control. None of us could allow that to happen.”

“I
can understand that even though I find it a little bit scary. You risked
killing me trying to bring me back to health.”

Kris
ran his palm over her stomach and up to cup her breast.

“Can
you blame us? You’re our mate, and we’ll do everything to keep you.”

She
felt the connection she had with the two men.

“What
happens now?” she asked.

“We
need to finish the mating ceremony,” Matt said.

Glancing
between the two there was something they weren’t telling her.

“I’m
guessing the ceremony isn’t an exchange of rings?”

Kris
shook his head. “With other pack members it is merely a joining that unites you
both as one.”

“A
usual joining being one man and one woman?”

He
nodded.

“We
are two men and one woman.”

“How
is that going to work?” she asked, staring between the two.

“Like
this.” Kris’s hand moved down to cup her mound. “One of will take your pussy as
the other takes your ass.” His hand moved down to finger her anus.

She
tensed.
“Hell no.
That is so not happening. I’ve only
just lost my virginity, and now you’re telling me I’ve got to lose my anal
cherry as well.”

Even
as she argued the point she thought about all the anal scenes she’d read. The
scenes were hot, and when she’d read them they had turned her on.

Kris
moved down the bed kissing her stomach. “Do you want both of us to claim you?”
he asked.

She
nodded. “Yes.”

“Well,
you need to let us claim you the proper way.”

Kissing
her stomach he pushed a finger between her folds. “You’re not being fair,” she
said.

He
chuckled adding a third finger to her pussy. Her thoughts turned to his words.
Matt leaned down sucking her nipple.

She
cried out arching off the bed. How could she want to have sex so early after
what had happened?

Kris
tongued her clit. His finger pressed against her anus. The pleasure from their
tongues stopped her from tensing and arguing with what they had planned.

“Think
about what it will feel like with both of our cocks inside your tight body.
We’ll drive you insane for wanting us,” Matt said. He nipped at her breasts
biting down into the flesh.

Kris
had a finger inside her ass and another in her pussy. His tongue stroked her
clit then slid down to penetrate her pussy.

“Feel
what he’s doing to you. The pleasure his fingers are giving you. I’ll take your
ass, Cynthia. I’ll sink every inch of my dick inside you. I want you to be my
woman, my mate, and this is the only way we can guarantee it. I love you.” Matt
moved up to kiss her lips.

“You’re
both animals,” she said, gasping at the pleasure they were both creating.

Her
orgasm was close. She bit down on her lip to stop herself from crying out.

“Come
for me,” Matt said.

Kris
flicked his tongue three more times over her sensitive clit, and she went over
the edge into bliss. She cried out, her back arching off the bed as her release
ran through her whole body. She’d never known an orgasm to take her over
before.

His
tongue continued its wicked assault on her sensitive clit.

“Yes,
I’ll do it. I’ll mate with you both.”

Their
attack stopped, and they chuckled. She gasped as they nipped her flesh.

“You
won’t regret it. A mate is the most cared for person.”

Cynthia
frowned staring between them. There was something she needed to remember.

“What
is it? What’s wrong?” Matt took her hand kissing her. The scent of her arousal
filled the air in the room. Jumping off the bed she opened the nearest window
and stuck her head out. She needed to think.

“Mates
are the most cared for?” she asked, turning back to her men.

“What’s
going on?” Matt asked.

“You
would do anything for me? Even risk the lives of pack members to assure
yourself of my safety?”

Both
of her men nodded without hesitation. She cursed staring out of the window.

“There
are no female wolves?” she asked.

“None that we know of.
What is
going on, Cynthia?” Kris asked.

“Frank,
the man you saved me from. He said they’d found you by torturing a mate. The
wolf couldn’t stand for her to be hurt, and he’d give away every piece of
information he possessed. We need to go back and get them. The hunters who got
away might try to kill them. We can’t let them do that.”

She
turned back to them.

“We
have no idea where they kept them,” Matt said, folding his arms.

“I
know where they were kept. I can scent my way. I would know that smell anywhere.”

Chapter
Thirteen

 
Matt followed behind Cynthia as she made her
way through the forest. Every once in a while she’d stop and sniff the air. He
and Kris had done everything in their power to stop her from going. The thought
of losing her scared him. They had no idea how many men were waiting for them.
Their weapons were deadly. The silver bullets would take them down faster than
they could attack.

Every
once in a while he heard Kris growl by his side.

The
pack was nervous to be risking their queen. He recognised their nerves. She was
newly turned, and that was a threat to all of them. He stopped to scent the
air. Humans and death were the only smells he picked up.

“We
shouldn’t be doing this,” Kris said. “We’re risking her, and I don’t like it.”

“Were
you willing to chain her to the bed?” Matt asked. They’d both tried to reason
with her. When they’d held her close she’d fought them. Cynthia was a strong
female.
A true alphas’ mate.
Her strength would
protect the pack as long as she lived long enough to help lead.

“Will
you two stop moaning?” she said, stopping to pick up a rock. She’d changed into
a pair of jeans and a simple white blouse. They had been in her sack, but they
were too tight. She needed to go shopping for new clothes. “If there is a
chance the female is still alive she’s going to want a woman not a man near
her.”

“Our
queen is right,”
Arnold
said.

Glaring
at his second Matt continued on forward. His gaze kept drifting down to his
mate. The way she moved called to him. His cock thickened as the threat
surrounding them was evident. They’d long since left the safety of his land.
They were now in dangerous territory.

“We’re
close to the compound. I remember this clearing. I saw it before they shot me
with darts that made me go to sleep.” She growled. The sound turned him on.
Cynthia was a fighter. He couldn’t have asked for a more powerful queen.

“We
stick together,” Kris said.

The
sound of a gun being loaded filled his ears. Cynthia continued on at a dead
run.

“Cynthia, duck!”
Matt yelled the words as the
bullet fired in their direction. Their mate continued on even as bullets rained
down on them. “Get cover now.”

Matt
grabbed Kris, and they charged for the nearest trees.

Glancing
around the tree he saw Cynthia still moving.

“We
can’t let her carry on.”

In
a flash Cynthia changed into a bright white wolf. She was tall and stood at the
door to the compound.

“She
changed. Our woman changed into a wolf,” Kris said.

Seeing
their woman entering the compound Matt changed and then Kris.

“I can smell her. She’s here, and so
is he. I hope Kris and Matt aren’t angry with me,”
Cynthia said
.

“Babe, when we get you back home
you’re going over my fucking knee,”
Kris said
.

He
felt her pause. Her beast purred with pleasure at the sound of his voice.

“Is that a promise?”
she
asked.

“Shit, yeah.”

Matt
took charge and ran for the nearest human. The bullets breezed past him.
Ignoring the sound he charged at the man. The rest of their pack continued to
attack the men around them. He wasn’t taking any prisoners. These evil men
would die, and he’d be happy.

Cynthia
changed back to human. He sensed the change inside her. She was in pain but
continued to fight. Kris took down the last hunter, and then they all charged
for the door.

The
scent of death surrounded the place. Matt wondered how many wolves had lost
their lives in that very compound.

He
followed Cynthia’s scent down a spiral staircase. Kris was behind him along
with the rest of his pack.

“I’m
here. They’re not going to hurt you anymore,” Cynthia said.

“Don’t
you fucking touch her, or I’ll kill you.” Matt froze at the sound of a man.

“I
know you have no reason to trust me. I’m one of you. I promise.”

“I
don’t believe you. There are no female wolves.”

Matt
entered a large room. A human woman was naked chained to a wall. Her wrists
were bloody from the fight. Her body looked in need of medical attention.
Glancing at her feet it looked like they’d been broken to hinder their escape.
Turning his gaze away he saw Cynthia reach through the bars of a cage.

“Sniff
my skin and know the truth,” Cynthia said.

“It’s
a trick.”

Her
wrist was exposed. The male glared at the arm and then sank his teeth inside
her flesh. Cynthia jerked at the touch. Her mouth opened on a scream. Blood
gushed from around his mouth.

“Let
her go.” Matt roared the words, but the male wouldn’t let go.

Before
he got chance to stop what was happening. Cynthia reached through the bars
grabbing the man’s neck. The odd angle scared the shit out of him. She pulled
the man close. The power in her voice shook Matt. Only a true queen could hold
so much power.

“Let
my arm go.”

The
male stared at her, shocked. His mouth slackened. “You’re a wolf?” he asked.

She
nodded her head. “I’m going to go to your female. My mates are going to let you
go. I will not harm your woman.”

He
nodded, and she dropped him to the floor. Matt watched her approach the woman.
Her injured arm dripped blood onto the floor. She snapped the lock on the cage.

The
woman in the cage whimpered. Cynthia snapped the locks around her restraints
then pulled the crying woman into her arms. Matt raced into action.

****

Kris
watched his woman comforting the mate who’d been injured. Her injuries had been
bound, and she was treated for all the other scrapes and pains. He rested his
head against the wall. The male in the cell looked haunted.

“Will
you take care of her? I need to make a call,” the male asked.

Cynthia
nodded.

The
male came up to him. “I want to say thank you for coming to get us.”

“What’s
your name?” Kris asked.

“John.”
 
John held his hand out to him.

Kris
shook the male’s hand while watching Cynthia. “Don’t thank me. If it wasn’t for
my mate I wouldn’t have known where you were. How long have you been taken?”

“I
don’t know. I feel like I’ve missed years. I want to call my alpha, Daniel.”

“Follow
me.” Kris took one last look at Cynthia before following the man up the stairs
to Matt’s office. Matt sat at the desk reading through some of the paperwork
they’d stolen from the compound. Kris cleared his throat, and Matt stood.