The challenge two alphas one girl novel Chapter 58

Thaddeus’ POV

Cody opened the door to his ranch house. It was painted white with a wrap around veranda in the front. The rooms were all bright, in whites and creams, with minimal furniture and ornaments. You could tell a guy lived here alone. A bachelor. Well, not anymore now that he’d come back for his “Lizzie.” We found Farris, Friday’s Dad, slumped over near the liquor cabinet in a pool of his own vomit.

Theo and I glanced at each other. We looked at Fang, scrutinising his expression. He kept his facial expressions neutral. I knew he had to be hurting on some level. I clapped him on the back, squeezing his shoulder. He put his hand on the hand I’d laid on his shoulder. He sighed deeply. Theo rubbed his back.

“Hey, Fang, this situation…it’s complicated,” I said, not knowing what else to say to him.

Fang’s eyes were shimmery, glassy. He was trying to blink away the tears. A stray tear escaped down his cheek and he quickly wiped it away. Even Theo was feeling sorry for Fang, continuously rubbing his back comfortingly like they were bros. I had to think of my delicate little Friday. This was her Dad. Asshole or not. Attempted Murderer. Former Beta. He had served Marigold so that should not go unnoticed but he’d also betrayed his former alpha but his former alpha had in a sense betrayed him first with the affair with his Beta’s wife. It wouldn’t be my decision to make, it would be Maze’s but I was worried about that too. Cody had gone and gotten himself into this mess. Maze couldn’t let any harm come to Cody without devastating his mom. Killing Farris would devastate his mate and not doing anything would alienate his father.

Cody helped Farris to his feet and started getting him cleaned up. Cody mopped up the vomit. I got some water from the fridge and encouraged Farris to sip it. He could not go to trial drunk as a fish. Farris slumped over on the couch in a new set of clean clothes. He m0aned. His stomach hurt apparently. Well, obviously.

We gave him some greasy fries to eat and he ate about half a portion and drank two cups of water before he started to perk up a little. He had his wits about him now. He glanced at me somewhat distastefully. I knew he had wanted his daughter with the Marigold Alpha Maze but I was not sure if recent discoveries had changed that.

“Farris, I’m gonna give you a chance to please explain what happened the day Malachi was shot,” I said.

“As if its’ gonna make any difference. I’m a dead man walking,” said Farris.

Fang’s POV

“So you’re not even gonna try to plead your case?” I asked, trying as hard as I could to not get emotional.

“You know what upsets me? ” said Farris.

“What?” I snarled, reaching my limit with him.

“You can forgive your w***e of a mother but you can’t even try to see it from my perspective,” said Farris, slurring his words and cackling madly near the end of the sentence.

I was sick and tired of hearing him call Mom a w***e. She had an affair with her mate. She decided to run off with him. What’s done is done. Even Elizabeth who was a wreck-at-first was trying to pull herself together and had even connected with her long-lost mate.

“When am I supposed to see it from your side, huh? When are you ever not drunk so I can talk to you, sympathise, empathise?” I snapped, losing my patience, losing my cool.

“Poor Fang, his father is a drunkard. Where’s hot stuff? King pin? Big cheese?” Laughed Farris.

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“What?!” I asked, narrowing his eyes. What the fvck was this maniac talking about?

“I think he means Friday,” mumbled Cody.

Thaddeus actually laughed. “Boss Lady is fine. She’s hosting a Lady’s Luncheon,” said Thaddeus proudly, puffing out his c.hest a little.

“She ain’t no lady. She’s a w***e like her mother,” muttered Farris.

In one fluid and swift motion. Thaddeus grabbed my Dad by the scruff of his shirt. His feet dangled off the ground as the seven foot alpha was holding him at eye level and the former beta, at six-foot-two, was ten inches shorter than giant Thaddeus.

“Don’t you ever ever insult my mate, again?” Snarled Thaddeus, canines bared, eyes black.

Thaddeus dropped him. He fell on his knees and slid back down onto the ground slumped over.

“She’s a w***e!” Complained Farris. “Just like her mother and the other one,” mumbled Farris.

“What other one?” Asked Thaddeus quickly, forgetting to threaten my Dad again this time.

I was not thrilled about him calling my Mother and Sister wh0res along with some third person.

My Dad did not answer Thaddeus’ question. He just lay on the floor, fell asleep, and started snoring very loudly.

“Are you turning him in?” I asked, holding back tears. My voice cracked a little. Damn it! A tear rolled down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away.

“I think considering how addled his mind must be, years of alcohol, emotional trauma,” mused Thaddeus. “Maybe we could do twenty-five to life and not murder.”

“Would Malachi and Maze agree to that?” I scoffed.

“You won’t let him escape from here, will you?” I asked, looking up at Thaddeus.

“You too,” I said, blushing and running my fingers through his silky dark hair. Both Thaddeus and Maze had not had a haircut in ages it seemed. Their hair was just passed their shoulders. It suited them though. Maze laughed. I tangled my hands in his hair and pulled him to me. He k!ssed me, moving his l!ps skilfully against mine, coaxing my mouth open, nibbling my lower l!p and sliding his tongue along the nibbled area. He did the same to the top l!p while his pelvis pressed against my core. I could feel his h.uge meter straining against his pants. He sat up suddenly pulling me with him so that I was straddling his lap, my legs at either side of his wa!st and my arms around his neck, my fingers kneading the nape of his neck, his hands massaging my lower back. I felt a little giddy. He slipped one of the dress straps down so my shoulder was bare. He planted open-mouthed k!sses down the side of my neck and along my bare shoulder making me shiver.