The challenge two alphas one girl novel Chapter 30

Thaddeus’ POV

I was relieved to see Maze walk into the pack house that evening. Even Cat-ur-day was happy to see him. Friday would be calmer now that he was at home so he could have his mood swings and tantrums in the safety of the pack house. Maze looked sullen and withdrawn (well, more than usual) as he walked into the common living room. I was with my six comrades and Theo. Fang was missing again. Something weird was up with him. I would figure that out after I reassured Friday.

“Come on,” I said to Maze. He followed me up the stairs to the Alpha Floor.

Friday was in her room. I had already helped her bathe and change into her nightgown. When Friday officially became my Luna, there would be no nightgowns. The most comfortable way to sleep was commando. Friday smiled at Maze and me. I winked at her. We sat on either side of her.

“Thank you, Thaddeus, for checking on Maze,” she said sweetly.

Maze was quiet. “What happened, Maze?” Asked Friday

Maze was silent. “Please, tell me, Maze!” Friday pleaded.

“She was really worried,” I said, disgruntled. “She deserves to know.”

“I…” Maze paused, taking a deep breath. “I walked in on my father and your mother, Friday.”

Friday looked confused at first but then it dawned on her. She flushed.

“They were in a compromising position. All three of us had a serious conversation about it. My mother and her friends were right downstairs,” Maze explained.

Maze sighed. “I’m so sorry, Maze,” said Friday.

“Look on the bright side,” I said. “You’ll still get to be close to Friday. I’ll be her husband and you’ll be her step-brother.”

Maze glared at me. Friday playfully swatted my arm. I flashed her a hurt look. She k!ssed my cheek. Maze noticed out of the corner of his eye. She k!ssed his cheek too.

Friday’s POV

I had started to notice a strange pattern. Every time I was around both Thaddeus and Maze, especially if I was in close proximity to both of them simultaneously, I felt a strange power within me. It was faint but it was there and the combined alpha auras seemed to trigger it. I had not told anyone about this yet, not even Maze or Thaddeus. I sighed happily, breathing in both of my mates scents.

I was so relieved Maze was ok. He was emotionally shaken up but nothing terrible had befallen him. I wished I could snuggle up, sandwiched between the two alphas and fall asleep. I yawned.

“You’re sleepy. Time for bed,” Maze said sternly. His no-nonsense tone reminded me of his spankings. I smiled slyly.

“Good night, little Luna,” said Thaddeus.

I wanted to k!ss them both on the mouth but they might hate that. So, I leant forwards a little and pointed to my cheeks. They realised what I wanted and broke into smiles. They both leant down and k!ssed me on my cheeks.

Now that’s more like it, said the strong voice, the inner me, the powerful me.

“Good night Alphas,” I said.

“Ugh, how many times do I have to tell you not to call me Alpha?” Groaned Maze.

“She doesn’t listen, this one,” scolded Thaddeus.

I giggled. The Alphas caught me way off guard. Thaddeus grabbed me and pushed me gently down on the bed and started tickling me. I squealed. Maze came over and I thought he would make Thaddeus stop because it was childish but he started tickling me too. I shrieked and they laughed, tickling my sides and under my arms and my foot that was not in the cast. It was playful and more friendly than e.rotic but they were both my mates so my body started to react. I started to get we.t down there and tingles spread all the way through me.

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“I surrender!” I declared. I did not have a white flag so I raised my white cast into the air.

The Alphas chuckled. Suddenly they stopped laughing. I felt a little strange. Today has been a rollercoaster ride of emotions tapping into Maze’s energy. I had also had an intense sensory experience with Thaddeus. I gr0aned. Maze stiffened. His breathing became shallow. Thaddeus’ eyes darkened. There was a heat in my lower belly. I h.ugged myself tightly, curling up, bringing my knees closer to my c.hest. I was tremulous. What was happening to me?

Fang’s POV

The manor was ostentatiously decorated. Statues, oil paintings and ornaments lined the walls. The lighting was so dim. The place had a vacant feel to it despite being filled with artefacts and ornate furniture. Ugh, vampires. They made every house look like a cross between an art museum and an abandoned church. There was never anything normal like a television or a toaster or something. I followed what’s-her-face up a winding staircase. I was thankful the place seemed empty. I could not have even a whisper of this getting back to the Marigold pack house. Maze had his face so far up Friday’s a.ss these days, he did not even notice his Beta was barely around. I noticed that he was even trying to get along with Thaddeus. Was my sister a witch or something? Maybe she was a changeling baby and that’s why she never shifted? Whatever she was, she had those two alphas going crazy over her.

Katrina Van der Windt! That was her name. She paused just outside a set of black double doors with door knockers in the mouth of onyx gargoyles. She turned to look at me. She was in a leather jumpsuit with a plunging neckline that ended just below her navel. What else would a vampire wear?

“Is there a problem, Ezra?” Asked Ezekiel. Lord Ezekiel Victor Van Der Windt was sometimes referred to as the Vampire King. The Vampires had no official leader but he was the eldest and most powerful vampire in one of the largest remaining covens. Many vampires had left coven life to live as individuals among humans, witches and wizards and even werewolves. This was because vampire coven life was notoriously restrictive. The Vampire Council was tyrannical, deciding everything from dress codes to curfews to arranged marriages. Young vampires found it oppressive and repressive. They fled in droves over the years but Ezekiel Victor Van Der Windt had kept his coven in tact. Katrina was his daughter by marriage and Ezra was his biological son and the technical heir to the family fortune and legacy. Naturally, people often called him the Vampire Prince.