The challenge two alphas one girl novel Chapter 56

Elizabeth’s POV

That w***e was here. Felicity sat directly across from me at the table next to my Mazey with Friday on Mazey’s other side so that Mazey was between an old w***e and a new one. Malachi sat on Felicity’s other side so that my arch nemesis and husband’s long-time mistress got to sit between said ex-husband and my only son as though she were replacing me. I felt a strong, warm hand enclose my left hand which had been resting on the table. Mazey was stretching across the table to hold it reminding me of when he was little. He was too precious. I calmed a little. My other hand was in Cody’s rough palms. Cody was directly across from Malachi. The silence was deafening.

“How is everyone?” Boomed Thaddeus from Friday’s other side. Why was she always forcing those two to hang out together? I really liked Thaddeus but where was the compet!tive aspect of this challenge if all three were always together? Thaddeus’ parents were next to me with True sitting on my left. Fang and Astrid were also on that side of the table and Theo was on Thaddeus’ right with Ida. The two pairs of twins were next to them: Timothy, Titus, Fallon and Fargo. It was a reunion of sorts.

“I’m well, thank you Thaddeus,” I said. Cody nodded.

“Yes, I’m fine,” said Felicity brightly.

“Never been better,” said Malachi, grinning. Ugh.

I noticed his neck was marked and stiffened. Felicity also bore his mark, the silvery quality of it shimmered catching the sunlight and to think, I’d hesitated to let Cody mark me.

“How’re you doing, Elizabeth?” Asked Malachi hesitantly.

“Great,” I said stiffly, feeling annoyed. I knew he was wondering why I had not come to see him at all since the first day at the hospital. I wasn’t about to show my face there again when he’d used his Alpha voice to command me to stop fighting Felicity, thus advertising that I wasn’t his true Luna. I felt a small pang of guilt though. He had been shot and we had been married for twenty-five years and we did have Mazey together but he was alive, wasn’t he? No harm done.

“And who is this?” Asked Felicity, always trying to be friendly. She was looking at Cody, smiling.

“Cody,” said Cody, shaking her hand. “Lizzie’s old friend.” I had not told him what to say yet. I had just said I wanted to take things slowly.

Malachi did not extend his hand to shake Cody’s.

“Malachi, this is Cody,” I said pointedly so he would acknowledge him.

“Cody and I know each other,” he said as though that were obvious. I bristled. I was shocked he remembered Cody. Well Cody did tell Malachi’s Dad to ‘fvck off” so he must have made an impression.

“This is so great, wow,” said Friday, in a tone that suggested anything but that. I almost snorted with laughter but I stifled it. I wan’t about to laugh at Friday’s comments. I knew I was being a tad unfair. She was a different person than her mother but she had the same floozy nature I was sure. I had seen a picture of Friday at the cat cafe in the Marigold newspapers where she was clad in Maze’s blazers. I recognised all of Mazey’s blazers anywhere as they were usually monogrammed. Whatever she had on underneath his blazer was so short it barely registered as a built and she went out like that and took a photo for the papers. We were all fortunate she actually wore a dress below the knee today.

Friday’s POV

I could feel Elizabeth judging me. It was practically rolling off of her in waves. It was completely not fair. I didn’t necessarily condone my mother’s and Maze’s father’s affair either. It literally took why father’s sanity although he was always near the edge anyway, being such a raging alcoholic. I was happy for them though, all of them. Malachi and my Mom and Elizabeth and Cody. Elizabeth had not officially introduced him as her mate but I could sense it. It was clearly demonstrated in the way they acted together. There was an easiness, a fluidity. Finding your true mate was a beautiful thing. I would never begrudge anyone that.

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I glanced at my handsome Maze. I still felt a pang when I thought of how I’d almost lost him, how he’d rejected me at first. I squeezed his th!gh under the table and he smirked a little bit. I squeezed Thaddeus’ th!gh, dragging my nails up his inner through the fabric of his trousers. Thaddeus quickly retaliated, slipping his hand under my dress, making me stifle a squeal as he pinched my upper inner th!gh. I glared at him playfully and he winked.

“Malachi,” said Cody, making everyone freeze at the casual, offhanded way he addressed him when they clearly were not friends in the slightest. Cody was a b.rave one. I liked him. “How’re you feeling?”

“I feel good as new,” said Malachi, nodding. My mom patted his arm.

Cody’s POV

I plastered a grin on my face. There were times when I wished I had shot that guy myself but ultimately I was happy for him and Felicity. Felicity was rejected for basically the same core reason that I had dealt with. Malachi and Elizabeth and their family being snobby, looking down on Felicity for being a rogue and looking down on me as one of the servants, the groundkeeper’s son. Sheer aristocracy had kept four true mates apart and sent a once decent man spiralling down into alcoholism and even attempted murder.

I did not condone what Farris did not one bit but my heart went out to him. I could understand the complexity of his grief feeling that the woman he loved had run off to live happily ever after with another, more powerful man and the same man too. Malachi. That was how I felt when I saw her in her wedding dress and Farris possibly felt the same panic. The panic that had led me to flee Marigold and head to the neighbouring Berryndale. Farris had fled Marigold for Berryndale also, but he had shot the former Marigold alpha for sleeping with his wife first. I sighed. Farris was up a sh!t creek with no paddle as my father would say and so was I for housing him. I did not have any serious grievance left towards Malachi. I had even had to talk Farris out of showing up here today with a gun. I really hoped that had been the rum talking. He just drank nonstop, going through my bar at an alarming rate. I had no idea that he even knew I existed until her showed up.

Flashback

I awoke with a start. There were sirens and flashing lights. Commotion in the street outside my ranch house. They were searching for a prisoner. A prisoner! In this quiet ranch! I ran downstairs and peaked outside. There were police vehicles and a helicopter overhead. I heard a rustling coming from the kitchen. I stealthily tiptoed towards the sound.

“Look, please don’t make any loud noises,” said a voice in the darkness.

“Just don’t sell me out, that’s all,” he said.