The challenge two alphas one girl novel Chapter 42

Elizabeth’s POV

I knew I should go, spare myself the pain but I was rooted to the sp0t, compelled as if by some unseen maddening force to observe Malachi with Felicity. I peaked out from behind the curtain separating an empty critical bed from Malachi’s bed. Malachi was sitting up now and motioning to the nurse who came scurrying across, eager to a.ssist the former Alpha.

“Nurse, where are my clothes?” Asked Malachi.

“They’re stained with bl00d, Alpha,” murmured the nurse apologetically as though that were her fault. Former Alphas were still addressed as Alpha as they would be Alpha wolves physiologically for their whole lives despite resigning the pack post of Alpha.

“I know, but you didn’t throw them away, did you?” Asked Malachi anxiously.

It was so strange to watch and listen to my cold husband. He made varied expressions and there were different inflections in his tone. He never showed emotions with me and I had grown to think he did not have them, rather than realise he did not have them for me.

“Of course not, Alpha!” Exclaimed the nurse as though horrified at the thought of disposing of the former alpha’s bl00d-soaked clothes.

Malachi smiled brightly and he was indeed handsome. The nurse became fl.ustered, blushing and twiddling her fingers. She pretended to adjust his IV pole to keep busy. Felicity k!ssed him and he grasped her wa!st to prolong the k!ss.

“Fetch them, please,” instructed Malachi, placing his palms together as though praying.

The nurse scampered off and returned with his clothes. I could smell the bl00d. I wondered if Felicity and Malachi could not smell me. The room was filled with a variety of smells, the disinfectant, the bl00d, the scents of all the doctors and nurses, the smell of fresh paperwork.

Malachi quickly found what he was looking for in the pocket of his old pants. He dumped the bag with the clothes at the side of his bed. He had a small velvet box.

“Felicity,” he murmured sheepishly as though he were a shy schoolboy with a crush and not an alpha.

“I should be on my knees. I’ll do this properly as soon as I can,” he apologised, blushing.

He opened the box to reveal a h.uge diamond ring. It glistened. Felicity gasped. He slid her wedding band off and added it unceremoniously to the bag with the bl00dy clothes. Felicity did not protest. He slid the diamond engagement ring on her finger, both of their faces lighting up. I knew that ring. It appeared she did too.

“Your mother’s ring, Malachi?” Felicity said, tears forming in her eyes.

“She gave it to me when I told her I want to marry my mate,” Malachi said.

He had told me his mother, the famed and fashionable former luna, would rather sell her entire wardrobe for a pittance than part with that ring. It was family heirloom given to her by her mate, Malachi’s father, when he returned from a wolf war at that time.

“She’s ok with me having it?” Felicity squeaked.

Malachi nodded, grinning.

“But she refused to give it to Elizabeth?” Felicity asked.

I reeled at that w***e having the audacity to dare saying my name.

“No, no, I never asked her for it before,” murmured Malachi.

I was seething. He had lied to me, even about the ring I had coveted so much in my youth as a bride. He had never even asked for it on my behalf. He had not wanted me to have it. Before I could stop myself, my she-wolf lunged forward mentally and so did I physically.

Felicity’s POV

I was overjoyed. Malachi had given me his mother’s ring. Former Luna Maddison was beloved for her style and grace. She was rumoured to have the largest collection of jewellery in all of werwolf country. That ring in particular was a part of the pack’s history and one of the most expensive pieces in her collection. The price did not impress me. It was the thoughtfulness of Malachi to ask for it. He knew I would feel comforted by his mother’s acceptance and blessing, considering the complicated situation. I was admiring it when I was suddenly tackled to the floor.

I extricated myself from a tight grip and spun around instinctively. Elizabeth! She lunged at me again. I had not been a warrior for the past twenty-five years or so but having been raised a rogue, fighting was in my bl00d. I dodged her easily now that I was aware of her. She snarled at me. Malachi was yelling and attempting to get out of bed but three doctors, three nurses and two h.uge attendants were all struggling to hold him back even in his injured state. I panicked a little, worried he would cause his gunshot wound to bleed again. I gripped Elizabeth my the throat when she lunged a third time, holding her at arms length.

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“You have every right to hate me,” I told her, my eyes black. It was true. “But this is futile and beneath you,” I added, softening my tone. I dropped her and she crumpled on the floor. She lashed out, with her claws trying to s***h my leg. She sprang to her feet just as Fang and Theo came rushing in.

Fang and Theo each grabbed one of her arms, restraining her but gently, worried about being too gruff with the former Luna.

“Luna, please, I beg of you,” Theo yelled above her snarling as she thrashed against them.

“Mrs Mason, please stop, we really don’t want to hurt you even in the slightest,” pleaded Fang. Being called Mrs Mason seemed to set her off more.

“ELIZABETH STOP!!!” Bellowed Malachi in his alpha voice, something I did not know former alphas were powerful enough to still do. The nurses, doctors and attendants relinquished him all standing back stiff as a bone. Elizabeth froze, panting. The alpha command worked which should not be possible with a true Luna. I fidgeted guiltily, realising the implications of that were not lost on anyone, especially not on Elizabeth. A twenty-five year marriage to the alpha did not make her a luna in wolf lore. Only being fated to an alpha did.

Thaddeus’ POV

I looked up at my little Friday’s face, in the thralls of ecstasy, as I lapped at her p.ussy. She arched her back, opening her legs wider, to give me better access to her delicious core. Maze tightened his grip on her wa!st instinctively as she put more of her weight against him. We were holding her up with her th!ghs on my shoulders and her body facing me. She kept wiggling to and fro as she flitted back and forth between which torturous tongue she wanted to escape from. Her m0ans were so loud. I was surprised no one had come into the bathroom. I was relieved too. Alphas tending to their Lunas during a Heat were possessive and potentially dangerous and violent when affronted.

I covered her v.ulva with my mouth. Maze had two of his fingers gently pumping her p.ussy while he tongued her anus and I s.ucked on her cl!t. Teamwork.

Friday’s POV

We want their pups, both of them, in us at once. We want their seed, said my wolf in glee. I grumbled inwardly at her. I could not handle two both in front for my first time. My wolf was too much of an overachiever in that regard. I hesitated to answer because one would technically take my v!rginity and the other would one not. Would this anger my alphas? It was like choosing after all.

It’s patience, said my wolf, annoyed with my fuzzy brain.