The challenge two alphas one girl novel Chapter 53

Thaddeus’ POV

Maze managed to pull himself together after he drank my father’s famous hangover elixir. He was hell-bent on still going to this day club or lounge. I had heard of it. It was in my territory, right on the outskirts of Berryndale that were furthest from Marigold but I had never been there. It was appropriately called Howl and you could day and night drink there. The dance floor was always open but it was a more chill environment.

“Mazey-Wazey!” I boomed when I found he was taking long to get ready.

Friday slapped me playfully.

Maze came downstairs. We were both in black shirts and trousers coincidentally.

“You sure you want me to come?” I asked

“Of course I want my Baby bear there!” Snickered Maze.

I tried to grab him but he dodged me and ran out the pack house. I chased after him and Friday chased after both of us, laughing. Fang was on the porch giving us weird looks.

“Bye Fang!” Said Friday sweetly, waving. The wind was tossing her wavy hair back. She looked so beautiful!

Fang was not so deeply moved. He nodded curtly. Timothy, Titus, Fallon and Fargo cornered us before we got to my car in the driveway. Ugh twins! I had asked my parents very politely as a little boy to not have those twins but they had insisted. I loved them though in all seriousness and still managed to whoop both of them though I was outnumbered.

“Thaddeus, we’re going too,” said Titus b.razenly, attempting to open the car door.

The car remained locked. I folded my arms.

“Today is Maze’s day,” I said to them.

“Maze! My man! My Marigold Man!” Said Titus attempting to bounce knuckles with a slyly smiling Maze. He folded his arms too.

“Friday,” whined Titus, “We all want to go.”

“Please Friday,” pouted Timothy.

“Come on, Sis, please!” Said Fallon.

“Don’t you love us?” Asked Fargo.

Friday needed to be strong.

“Let’s all go!” Friday suggested.

The four mutants danced for joy.

“No!” Maze and I said in unison.

“Oh,” said the four.

“We want to day drink,” said Titus.

“There is a cabinet inside, fully stocked!” I said.

“We don’t have the key!” Said Titus as though that were obvious.

I chucked the key at them. They dove for it and scrambled away.

“Aww, I thought they wanted to spend quality time,” said my little Luna, sounding truly disappointed.

“You have much to learn, little Luna,” I cooed, enveloping her in a bear h.ug and k!ssing her pouty face.

“Thank God, I don’t want them coming. I need to relax. No offence,” Maze said to Friday and me.

“I’m an only child!” Said Maze defensively. “I need my space.”

“Should we stay home as well Maze?” I suggested.

“Get your a.ss in the car!” He demanded.

I shoved him playfully and he shoved me back. We drove to the place. Friday was in the backseat leaning forwards to talk animatedly to us a lot. She was more and more talkative as she became more comfortable with her vastly different life and I for one loved it, her voice, her growing confidence, everything. I wondered what Maze thought.

“Remember how awkward our conversations used to be?” Maze said as we parked.

Friday giggled.

“Well not everyone can be as prim as Mazey-Wazey?” I teased.

“Not everyone is as chill as Baby Bear!” Retorted Maze.

“Friday has no nice name!” Said Maze suddenly. “Did your family ever give you a nick name growing up?

Ugh, Maze. Her family s.ucked remember? I pinched his elbow.

“Ow!” He protested like he was a five-year-old misbehaving in church and not a h.uge alpha walking towards a day club named Howl.

“Thaddeus pinched me!” He tattled on me to Friday but I was glad because it wiped the sad look on her face brought on by the talk of families.

“No pinching, Thaddeus!” Said Friday, smiling.

I pinched her behind to make a point.

Maze’s POV

We got a private booth. The club was dark with flashing lights everywhere. The music was loud without being deafening. It was pretty chilly in there. It was surprisingly packed. They immediately seated us though. They probably recognised their own Alpha, Thaddeus, and the neighbouring Alpha, me. There were a lot of stares of interest and whispers from the other club-goers as we walked past. Our booth was a bit secluded as it was the last one on the end. I was glad. It meant that if someone wanted to stare they had to crane their necks.

I sat in the corner of one side, Friday sat next to me and Thaddeus sat on the end. She seemed contented, between us. She had her hand on my th!gh and Thaddeus’.

She k!ssed my neck and I gr0aned. I was about to k!ss her when a waitress came over. She glared daggers at Friday. I narrowed my eyes at her. She was jealous it seemed as she regarded me and Thaddeus with awe.

“Alpha Maze, thank you for coming to Berryndale, we hope you enjoy your stay! I know you will because you have our own Alpha Thaddeus to show you around,” she purred. All of the waitresses wore mini low-cut black velvet dresses here. She shimmied as she talked. Friday did not seem as keen on this place anymore. I gave her a quick k!ss to soothe her which the waitress saw and she immediately frowned but quickly recovered.

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“Thank you,” I told her. Thaddeus nodded, grinning. We ordered a few bottles which was overk!ll but whatever. Thaddeus claimed ordering bottles of things is “cheaper” as if his family wanted for money. Some of the doorknobs in the pack house were jewel-encrusted. I liked how not snooty his family was though compared to mine despite also being privileged.

Friday was quiet.

“What is it, Baby?” I breathed in her ear. She smiled.

“I don’t know. I feel like I’m waiting for something to happen. My wolf is agitated,” she said.

“Her wolf!” Repeated Thaddeus. He slammed a hand on the table. He was getting a little tipsy. Better him than me. I was being really cautious this time with the Berryndale alcohol. Friday was focused on her quesadillas.

“Hmm,” I said, playing with her hair. “What does your wolf want you to do?”

“To stay right here,” she said.

I chuckled. “Done,” I told her. She grinned and I k!ssed her slowly, cupping her face. As I broke away from her, I smelled a very familiar smell. I stood up still in my booth.

“What’s wrong, Maze?” Asked Friday, alarmed.

“Mazey-Wazey! Sitty-Witty!” Boomed Thaddeus, slurring a little. He was going to be hard to carry even for me. I almost wished we had let the two sets of identical twins come.

My mother was walking along the rows of booths dressed not how my mother usually dressed. True was with her! Also dressed like a young single party girl! What were they doing? They danced to their table in their glitzy minis and sat. They were waiting for someone. I marched over there.

“What are you doing here, Mom?” I asked.

She jumped, startled.

“Mazey, honey, I thought you were sick!” She cooed, h.ugging me.

“Timbre gave me his hangover cure,” I mumbled.

“Two shots, Mom,” I said as I looked for who Friday was looking at.

Drunk Thaddeus was sitting next to his Mom too and she was making him drink water and eat something to sober up.

“Aww, he should come, I’ll get us a round. Friday?” Thaddeus said.

“You’re cuter,” he whispered to Friday who giggled and playfully pinched his arm.