The challenge two alphas one girl novel Chapter 22

Friday’s POV

My legs were still wobbly when I got back to the pack house. I had Thaddeus’ T-shirt on over my yellow bikini as I crept quietly up the stairs to the Alpha Floor. I didn’t want to run into Maze and experience a repeat of this morning when Thaddeus had been angry to see me in Maze’s T-shirt. It would be Maze’s turn to be angry to find me Thaddeus’ T-shirt if he sp0tted me. I made it to my room. I sighed in relief as I shut the door. Thaddeus had told me there would be another surprise after dinner. After dinner surprises with Thaddeus were always s****l. I smirked to myself. I was so happy he had forgiven me for getting close with Maze.

As I showered my mind raced. The images of the day flitted through my mind. Thaddeus’ rippling muscles, the pink sand, the blue waters, my bright yellow bikini, Thaddeus’ mouth on my most intimate area. I sighed as the warm water washed over me. I did not even hear him coming in.

Thaddeus’ POV

I had always prided myself on having great restraint as a powerful alpha over my inner wolf but soft and sweet Friday unleashed the beast in me so easily. I had said we would continue after dinner but as soon as I got back to my room, I wanted to be with Friday again. Her smell, taste, softness, beauty and melodious m0ans were drugs to me and I was an addict.

I had initially joined Alpha Maze and some warriors on the ground floor. Their conversation was impossibly dull. I soon found myself following a sneaky Friday up the stairs. She was tiptoeing as if sneaking home like a rebellious teenager. She was so adorable. I wondered who she was hiding from, Fang or Maze, and why.

I let her shut her bedroom door. I waited a few moments and then crept in. I found her in her shower, in all her n.aked glory, a vision of loveliness. I str!pped and then stepped into the shower behind her, snaking my arms around her wa!st. She gave a squeal of surprise but quickly relaxed, realising it was me. She grinned at me, her eyes agleam as she turned around and leant in for a k!ss. I crashed my mouth against hers greedily. She still tasted of salt from the seawater along with her usual sweetness. Her core had been just as deliciously sweet and tender earlier as I had expected and her reaction to my worship of her had been a sight to behold.

“Did you have fun at the beach?” I asked, nuzzling my nose against hers as we broke apart.

She nodded emphatically and wrapped her arms around my neck, sighing happily. I lifted her off her feet and she wrapped her golden legs around me. I chuckled, pressing my forehead against hers.

“Friday?” I said.

She seemed distracted. Her eyes were cast downwards on my hard member pressed against her tummy. I smirked. That brought us to our next lesson.

“Hey!” I said, more demanding.

Her brown eyes met my blue ones.

“Yes, Thaddeus,” she responded sweetly.

“Are you ready to return the favour?” I asked, grinning.

She seemed confused for a second, c*****g her head to the side, thinking. Then, understanding coloured her expression.

“Ohhh!” She exclaimed, blushing deeply and smiling shyly. She nodded.

“Good girl,” I murmured. “Get on your knees.”

I placed her on her feet gently. Friday swiftly knelt down on the we.t tiles as water continued to stream down and from the sides at us. She eyed my h.uge member hungrily.

“Are you ready to learn?” I asked.

“Yes, Thaddeus!” She said eagerly. My name from her l!ps was music to my ears.

“Ok, Baby, remember what you did in the bathtub earlier?”

She nodded.

“Start like that,” I instructed.

She quickly placed both hands on my e.rect c0ck as one of her hands was too small to wrap all the way around it. She moved her hands up and down the long shaft, using her nails to gently trace patterns on my skin. I gr0aned. My legs trembled a little. This little wolf-less girl could easily bring a seven-foot alpha like me to my knees. Some pre-c.um dribbled out of the engorged head of my c0ck. Friday l!cked her l!ps.

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“You wanna taste it, Baby?” I asked Friday.

“Yes, please, Thaddeus,” she said sweetly.

I nodded and she quickly and eagerly l!cked the tip of my c0ck. I m0aned.

“Let’s see if you can fit it in your mouth, Baby,” I suggested.

She looked at me, a tiny beauty, on her knees, her doe eyes wide.

Friday’s POV

“Swallow,” he said sternly.

Theo’s POV

Fang’s POV

I snuck back into the pack house hoping the cologne I had practically bathed in covered the stench. Any Marigold werewolf who smelt vampire on me would be livid. There was no fraternising with them in our pack. As a Beta, I was able to leave the fortress that was Marigold as I pleased. Berryndale was the neighbouring town and pack-lands. I had stumbled upon a strange woman in a bar there. I could tell by her pallor and her smell that she was a high-born vamp. She had glared at me, realising I was the Marigold Beta Wolf. A thought had occurred to me.

Flashback (earlier today)

“Excuse me, Miss, what do vampires know about Berryndale and Marigold?” I said.

A weird question but I had my reasons. She raised a thin blond eyebrow.

“We know that they are allies. Berryndale allows vampires on their lands within reason but Marigold has no tolerance for them,” she muttered, regarding me pointedly.

“And you know what’s happening right now between Marigold and Berryndale?” I questioned.

She narrowed her eyes and then smirked. “I know a certain wolf-less she-wolf is the prize for either Alpha as they compete for her affection. Every creature within miles and miles has heard of that. It’s quite the story. Your sister, no?” She said, though her expression told me she knew the answer.

“Yeah,” I said coolly. “And I know you’re a Van Der Windt, the youngest sister of the family.”

She seemed taken aback and a little frightened. The Van Der Windt Family hated and were hated by werewolves because their ancestors had kept hundreds of kidnapped werewolves and even humans as mistreated servants centuries ago. The head of the family, “Vampire King”, Victor Van Der Windt, had an obsession with werewolves still to this day. The age-old and powerful family believed humans and werewolves should serve vampires. Since the captive werewolves had been freed about four hundred years ago, the family had lived mostly in the shadows, still wealthy and still at the top of a coven of close-minded vampires. More open-minded vampires avoided them.

The vamp moved to leave. I stopped her in her tracks with another question.

“What would you say if I told you I wanted to get rid of my darling sister?” I asked, aware I was on dangerous grounds.

She stopped and turned slowly, her movements graceful like a prima-ballerina. A slow malicious smile formed on her cold but beautiful face.

“I would say…my name is Katrina Van Der Windt, and it is a pleasure to meet you!”

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