The challenge two alphas one girl novel Chapter 52

Friday’s POV

After the Berryndale Bazaar I came back to the pack house with Thaddeus and we played a drinking game with Maze. You had to take a shot every time you rolled a three with the dice during monopoly. It was fairly simple and poor Maze kept rolling threes. He drank nine shots by the end of it. Thaddeus drank five and I luckily only drank two shots so I was slightly buzzed. We all cuddled in Maze’s bed. Maze was not feeling good so I spooned him and put a cold washcloth on his head. Thaddeus spooned me. It was not the most e.rotic night or anything but it was comfortable and sweet. The Alphas k!ssed me goodnight at ten to midnight. Maze’s k!ss was sloppy. Thaddeus carried me back to my room and tucked me in, k!ssing my forehead.

“Check on Maze ok, Thaddeus. I’m a bit worried,” I mumbled sleepily.

“Of course, Luna,” said Thaddeus.

“I would love to be the Berryndale Luna and the Marigold Luna,” I said, trying to gauge Thaddeus’ reaction. He played with my waves, thinking about my words.

“You will have to give birth to the future Alphas of both places then,” Thaddeus said.

“A son for you and a son for Maze,” I said, shocked we were actually talking so matter-of-factly about this.

Thaddeus smiled to himself. “Go to sleep, Luna,” was all he said k!ssing me again.

It was too cold without them even with all these blankets. I fell asleep wishing I was sandwiched between my Alphas.

Maze’s POV

My head was throbbing as I slowly opened my eyes. I felt awful. I had drank way too much. The last thing I remembered was Thaddeus helping me get to the bathroom to vomit. I gr0aned.

“I brought a bucket here for you,” Thaddeus said.

He had stay with me. It reminded me of when we had to share that ridiculously tiny cot in Friday’s cottage only this was a king-sized bed so I had actually forgotten Thaddeus was on the other side of it.

“I don’t have to vomit again, I don’t think so,” I said.

“That’s what you said last time,” chuckled Thaddeus. “That’s why I brought you the bucket.”

I looked around.

“Did I make a mess or something?” I asked.

“The staff cleaned it,” yawned Thaddeus.

“Today is my day,” I mumbled. My stomach really hurt but I did not want to ruin any of Friday’s date days.

There was a knock on the door. “It’s only me,” called a somewhat familiar voice.”

I looked at Thaddeus who was getting up.

“Come in, Mom,” boomed Thaddeus.

Luna True walked in followed by my own mother.

“How is he?” Asked Luna True, looking at me like I was a pitiful little kitten or something. “Poor Dear! Thaddeus what have I told you about encouraging your friends to drink? Not everyone has your stomach, Baby Bear!”

“Baby Bear?” I mumbled looking at Thaddeus.

He gave me a deadly look and I laughed but quickly stopped because the vibration hurt my tummy. My Mom was stroking my hair.

“You should just rest today!” She said. “Friday will understand if she really cares about you?” Said my Mom pointedly.

“I really do, actually,” said my favourite voice in the whole world.

Friday. She was already dressed, all in pink today in a blouse and skirt. She came towards me and put her cool hand on my cheek. I k!ssed her hand.

“How’re you feeling?” She asked.

“Awful!” I pouted.

Friday chucked and sat at the side of the bed.

“Good Morning Luna Elizabeth, if it pleases you, I’d like to care for Maze, it’s my responsibly now,” said Friday.

My mother did not look as though that pleased her but she nodded politely and k!ssed my cheek.

“Liz and I are going shopping today anyway! So thanks Friday!” Said Luna True.

Liz? My mother smiled faintly. A bit of colour had come back to her face. She looked a lot better than the first day I had gone to check on her at the Marigold Hotel.

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“Have fun! Bye,” rumbled Thaddeus, bear h.ugging his Mom and mine who squealed when he lifted her off the floor. She laughed clutching her pearls when she was set back on her feet. They left.

“Have fun! Bye,” rumbled Thaddeus, bear h.ugging his Mom and mine who squealed when he lifted her off the floor. She laughed clutching her pearls when she was set back on her feet. They left.

“Shut the door!” I called after them. They shut it.

I lay back down pulling Friday under the covers with me, draping her over my c.hest. I rubbed her back and buried my nose in her hair.

“Poor Mazey-Wazey is sicky-wicky today,” said Thaddeus, booming with laughter.

“Awww,” cooed Friday.

I usually held my liquor well but Berryndale rum was different!

“What did you have planned for today though?” Asked Thaddeus.

I chuckled, “Going to a lounge, like a day club.”

“To drink?” Asked Thaddeus incredulously. I nodded.

He tossed his head back and his laughter shook the whole pack house.

There was a knock on the door. Ugh.

“Come in,” said Friday.

It was Thaddeus’ Dad, the former Berryndale Alpha, Timbre. He was like a walking relic, a viking transported into the future to lead the pack, a blonder version of Thaddeus with a longer beard and a deeper voice. I could barely understand him sometimes because his voice was so deep! I needed subt!tles for this biopic.

“I heard Prince Maze here is hungover!” Boomed Timbre.

Prince Maze?

“My Dad calls people who can’t drink Princes and Princesses,” said Thaddeus answering my unspoken question.

The former Alpha made the room shake with his laughter. Two servants came in after him, rolling a wheeled table with mysterious liquids on it. Timbre mixed something that smelled awful and put it in a shot glass which he handed to me.

“Berryndales’s finest cure! Bottom’s up!” He said encouragingly, clapping me on the back.

I did not want to insult Thaddeus’ Dad or Thaddeus or look weak in front of Friday. I shotted whatever it was and it burned all the way down. In a matter of moments, the nausea passed. I sat up. I felt so much better!

“What’s in that, Alpha Timbre?” I asked.

“Who the hell is that?” Boomed Timbre.

Thaddeus laughed uproariously.

Huh.

“I think he means don’t call him Alpha,” said my Friday sweetly.

“Ohh,” I said, chuckling.

It was not a though Friday was an awful person. I could tell she was less conniving than her mother but the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree. I was seething. All of a sudden, she was dutiful, wanting to take care of Maze and send me away!

“I was young when I met Malachi. My mother liked him for me…” I began.

“He took me on a honeymoon all over the world,” I continued.