Mated to the Alpha and His Beta (Lanie Stanton) novel Chapter 358

Chapter 358

Lanie

One by one, each of my three mates left me. Three times, the door slammed hard enough to rattle the pictures on the walls. On the last slam, a flower vase on the dresser actually vibrated right off and onto the floor. And then I was alone in our giant bed, wondering what the f uck had just happened.

I swiped my tears away. Even me crying hadn’t stopped them from abandoning me. And why had they all been so angry in the first place? We’d all made love….and it had been fierce and wonderful and unlike anything

we’d ever done.

I thought it had brought us together, but it seemed like it had only shoved us all entirely apart.

Was that my fault? I asked myself that question as I cleaned up the shattered vase. It was a

as broken as

my heart was trying to be. Would I have to toss my relationships into the trash the way I was throwing away this broken glass?

cold cloth

Determined not to let myself fall into despair, I went to the bathroom and washed my face. I pressed a

to my eyes to soften the swelling from my tears. Emotions that had been so high were fading now.

Tentatively, I tried to see if I could sense where they were. Zane had let his wolf out and was running. Xander’s aura felt like he was working out hard. The gym, maybe, or the training field. For Mason, I could only sense voices, maybe music.

The farther away my mates got in distance, the less upset I seemed to be feeling.

Something about that seemed like it should be important, but even though I wracked my brain, I couldn’t put my finger on why. The best I could come up with was that I’d been filled with aggression after being a to compel Greyson, and that had manifested itself in my need for food and f ucking. Lust was an aggress emotion, and I’d spent it with my mates by taking control of our sex play in a way I’d never really done

Being in charge, commanding all three of them and having them obey…all of that had left me delicio empty of anything but satisfaction. But somehow, had my aggressiveness transferred to Xander, Zane, an Mason? Was that why Mason had been so quick to jump down Xander’s throat about a comment that had been clearly meant to tease me, not to insult him? And then, they’d both turned on poor Zane, who’d only bee trying to be the Beta they needed.

“Da mn it,” I said aloud to my reflection.