The Challenge Two Alphas, One Girl

Chapter 43: Daddy Drama

Fang’s POV

I had had enough of this bullshit. I had just helped to part a cat fight between Mrs Mason and my mother over former alpha Malachi. At their age! For goodness sakes. There should be an age limit on this kind of drama. Mrs Mason was the former Luna and the wife of Malachi, the former alpha. Her first name was Elizabeth not that I was allowed to call her that, despite being the current Beta. She was a notorious snob and an elitist. Malachi had actually had to use his Alpha voice on her to get her to stop trying to attack my Mom. It worked! That essentially proved in front of a hospital room full of people that Elizabeth was not the rightful Luna. If she were, she could not be commanded, not even by her Alpha. I had yelled at Friday in my Beta voice before and it did not actually work. Sometimes she would listen out of fear not . compulsion. I had always thought it did not work because she was wolf-less but now that she was not, I. realised it never worked because Friday outranked me. She was a true luna. Usually I would take that as a slap in the face but I was happy for Friday. I noticed the engagement ring on my mother’s finger but said nothing because thinking of Friday made me notice that Fallon and Fargo were here!

“What the f**k are you doing here, Dipshit and Dickward?” I bellowed at them. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The doctors and nurses flinched. The excitement of today had been too much for their usually quiet private hospital.

“We heard Mom yelling!” Fallon snapped back. “How were we supposed to ignore her?!” “Yeah, Fang!” Spat Fargo, folding his arms. Fallon folded his arms too. Identically idiotic. f**k, Friday was somewhere unattended. “Where’s Friday?” I demanded. They looked at each other. “She went to the ladies’ room,” they said in unison.

I ran out of the resuscitation room at werewolf speed and burst into the hallway where I’d left Friday. She was gone. s**t.

Thaddeus’ POV

Maze was about to start the official spanking. Little Friday’s ass had already gotten two smacks because she had been naughty. I kissed her pink tight ass. Her golden skin was flushing in places. Her arousal was the most mouth-watering scent in existence. I was eager to watch Maze spank her. I didn’t even know Friday was cool with that until now. She had a safe word already, meaning they had played before. Friday was honestly a perfect submissive, so soft and sweet. I had thought her too soft and sweet actually to try that with but I was curious to see what she could handle. She was full of surprises and never ceased to impress me. I wished we had a proper set up with handcuffs and a bed and bathtub for after. We had just sort of rushed into the first deserted place, this bathroom stall, with

Hearing Friday call Maze and me her Daddies was so cute. Maze raised his hand above her delicious derrière to start the spanking just as I smelled him. Fang was near, in the hallway, heading towards us. Everything rushed back to my brain: the challenge, the obligations, our families. We could not just mark and mate Friday halfway through the challenge just because we felt like it. Also, our little Friday deserved a more romantic location in which to lose her virginity. Who would take it? Hopefully me. Maze was obviously a huge ass man anyway. Even if we wanted to share her officially, there were things to discuss and I did not need a huge fight between her brother and us not when Maze’s Dad was in hospital. Maze’s forgotten too.

I put Friday on her feet. She whimpered, disappointed. “Sorry, sweet little Luna,” I murmured kissing her gently. “Soon ok, I promise.” “Hey, what the f**k are you doing, Bro?” Said Maze, lowering his hand.

I almost keeled over laughing. He sounded exactly like me! He was a sponge suddenly, like my little brothers were although a lot more responsible than those two lovable clowns. Maze sniffed the air suddenly.

“Are you smelling what I’m stepping in?” I asked pointedly as I dressed quickly, putting on my jacket over my bare chest sol could give my T-shirt to Friday. It fit her like a knee-length dress. I put my pants on. Maze dressed but gave his jacket to Friday to put over my T-shirt in case she was cold in the air conditioned hospital. We threw her shredded clothes away in one of those sanitary napkin bins at the

back of the stall. It took every ounce of self-controll had but I grabbed Maze by the arm and pulled him out of the stall. I flung open a window and jumped out of it. Helanded on his feet just as skilfully as I did. Obviously, Friday would reek of us but she had smelled like us from the get go. She must have been sleeping in our beds or using our things for the smell as Maze had suggested.

Friday’s POV My wolf roared in anger. f**k them! She screamed within me.

Hey! Calm down! I did not like her acting crazy like this. I was upset too but I was used to the almost-fuck and flee strategy of Thaddeus considering what had happened when he tried to take me from behind. I frowned. I would not cry. There was nothing to cry about. Both of my alphas loved me even though they just jumped out a window to get away from me.

They did not want to mess up the challenge. What was the big deal anyway? What happened if an alpha broke pack law? Alphas could do whatever right.

Fang burst into the bathroom. His look of worry turned into an angry scowl when he spotted me peeking out from behind the ajar door of the last stall. He grabbed my arm and swung me over his shoulder like Thaddeus had done though this was not an exciting form of punishment, this was the real kind. I knew he was going to lock me up and put the pack house on a serious lockdown for the last day.

“I want to see Malachi!” I cried as I realised we were leaving the hospital altogether. “No,” Fang said softly, his tone deadly.

“I didn’t do anything wrong! I just went to use the bath-,” I was cut short by Fang placing me on my feet suddenly in the parking lot.

Maze and Thaddeus were nowhere in sight. They had probably gone back inside to see Malachi which was what they had most likely originally came for. It had been a series of unfortunate events that led me to my mates during my third day of heat.

“Do not get in the habit of lying,” Fang whispered so softly had I not discovered my wolf I would not have heard.

Thad never seen him look so angry, Quiet anger was scarier on Fang than his usual explosive anger.

“Do you hear me?” Fang asked at a normal volume. Inodded. “Speak,” Fang commanded. I narrowed my eyes. I did not have to listen to anyone. Do not answer. He is a Beta. We are twice a Luna! Said my wolf indignantly. nis eyes. He knew i naa gone to meet up with my mates and something naa nappened althougn ne could tell I was still unmated. He was my big brother. He felt he let me get used somehow. He did not understand it was not like that. There was real love there.

“I hear you,” I said in an even tone, not like a scared little girl but like a fair fellow pack leader.

He pulled me into a bear hug, squeezing me so tightly, it actually soothed the abdominal cramps from – the heat.

“You reek of Alpha,” he complained in my ear. I smirked over his shoulder where he could not see. He did not relinquish me for a long time.

“At least they did not finish the process, you’re still unmated and unmarked,” Fang said, bending and resting his chin on my shoulder.

My wolf was strangely appeased my by this. Wolves were social creatures who thrived on mating for life but also on close familial bonds.

“I’m really sorry,” Fang sounded like he was choking. “For not watching you. I shouldn’t have taken my eyes off of you even for a minute.” ;

Fang withdrew from me but kept holding me by my shoulders at arms-length. He looked so upset! He sighed and then leant in and actually nuzzled me. It was something close family members did just like

hugging or a kiss on the cheek but I usually never got nuzzled, not beforelmet my mates and that was romantic. I nuzzled him back. My wolf was happy, feeling cared for by her eldest brother.

Let’s challenge brother to a race in wolf form. Let’s shift! Said my wolf, feeling playful suddenly.

No! I was too frightened to shift right now during my heat. I was already in pain and I knew that shifting was painful especially the first time.

“Your eyes got darker, just now,” Fang noticed. “You talking to your wolf?”

Yes! Tell him things about me! She said, eager to be acknowledged.

“Um, yeah, she…really wants us to be close like a real family,” I said softly. Fang flicked my forehead with his thumb and index finger. Ow! Hmph, she said indignantly. Flick him back! lignored her. “I noticed her before,” Fang said more to himself than to me. “But I wasn’t too sure.” He noticed me?! She was excited. “What do you mean?” I asked.

“When I argued with you in my room cause I wanted you to pick Maze over Thaddeus, your eyes seemed darker or black for a split-second. It was a flash of your wolf.

Yes! That was me! I wanted to fight him but I’m ok now. Tell big brother we love him, then go find our alphas and tell them we’re in love with them.

My wolf was making it difficult for me to concentrate. How did all the werewolves around me not behave insanely all the time.

“Come on, back to the pack house,” said Fang sternly. My she-wolf grumbled. Maze’s POV

I was upset. We had had her cornered and she was so pliant and ready for us. So deliciously sweet and submissive. She would have done anything we wanted. She would have let us do anything we wanted to her i knew Friday was being taken back to the pack house. Fang had mind-linked me, his voice ana i

nad almost matea nis sister auring ner near. The fact that he was angry about it made me nappy for Friday. Her brother was actually starting to care about her. I was not sure what had brought this on. I hoped it was not just the fact that she had a wolf after all. I felt my chest hurt at the thought that Friday might doubt my love for her, thinking that I only wanted her for her she-wolf now.

Thaddeus and I made our way back to the hallway leading to the resuscitation room. I entered the room and spotted my dad, sitting up in his bed against a stack of three fluffy pillows. He was hooked up to every monitor imaginable. Felicity was sitting on the side of his bed, holding his hand, fingers interlaced. They were going public with their adultery? Where was my mother? She was nowhere in sight.

“Dad, are you ok?” I asked anxiously, rushing over to him. I went to the opposite side as Felicity. I tried not to look at her too much. Friday was a younger copy of her and my heart ached. I couldn’t believe I had let Thaddeus talk me out of marking and mating her. If we both did it, neither of us would be forfeiting.

“I’m fine, Son,” said Dad, smiling serenely. Was it the morphine? I remembered how cute Friday had been when she was high on her painkillers when she broke her foot. Ugh! Everything under the sun reminded me of Friday. Thaddeus and lowed her a spanking and she was going to get it soon. The minute that her heat was over and we had better control over our minds and her body. I had so many positions in mind for her in the interim when we were not supposed to mark and mate her now that it was two on one.

“I’ve never been better, actually,” mumbled Dad. Felicity kissed his cheek, grinning widely. She looked like the cat that got the cream. My Dad kept grinning too. They were both acting strangely. They were being forthcoming about their relationship in front of the entire resuscitation team at the best private hospital in Marigold. Rumours would spread and Mom would be so embarrassed. It was hard to chastise my Dad when he was injured. I sighed.

“What happened, Dad?” I asked with concern. I put my hand on his left shoulder. Felicity was siting near his right shoulder. There was a bandage on his right chest that was still soiled.

Felicity and my Dad exchanged glances. They seemed worried. They were hesitant to tell me something. Thaddeus stood behind me dutifully.

“Well…don’t be too alarmed…” my Dad trailed off. I had never seen him struggle with what to say.

“Fang found my name carved in Malachi’s old room. The room that is now yours, Maze. So Fang put two and two together. He confronted me about it, not knowing his father was within earshot. When Farris heard about the affair and knew that his former alpha, Malachi, was my mate, he was furious. He…went after Malachi…” Felicity said, her voice cracking at the end.

My Dad squeezed her hand. “Farris came to our house and he shot me,” he said to me.