*** Cat shifter + three Alphas *** Another year, another heat season, and another attempt to escape, but this time- for good. The secret I carry is almost as dark, sick, and twisted as my hatred for Alphas. Running from my problems, I never thought I'd come face to face with my greatest fear in the form of three men. Three extremely dominant, possessive, and obsessive men. Three Alphas. I've been warned- none of them is willing to give up or step aside. Each of them refuses to stop until they "claim" me. Warning: This reverse harem book contains A LOT of mature content, triggering topics and sensitive themes. (Kinks/ BDSM/ strong language, etc.) BOOK ONE IN THE ALPHAS SERIES. The series: Caught by the Alphas - completed Claimed by the Alphas
View MoreSarah pov
The vicious howls and growls follow me. One mistake, and they'll catch up with me- then, I'll be slaughtered by the pack.
I push my body forward, nearly falling over a log in my way. "Damn," I hiss to myself. This is precisely what's going to kill me- inattentiveness and carelessness. Maybe I blame these things for what I did, but I'm already too deep in trouble to regret it.
How was I supposed to know he's the Alpha? The man looks just like the asshole of a cheater that broke my best friend’s heart.
About an hour ago, I made the biggest mistake of my life, and the attempt to escape is the only way out of the shitstorm I caused.
*** AN HOUR AGO ***
"Hey there, sweetheart. What's your name?" I smile at the bartender as his cheeks turn bright red.
"T-Thomas, miss. What can I do for you?" The bartender stutters, avoiding my gaze.
Judging by his appearance and lack of communication skills, I instantly assume the guy is new here; probably his first night.
I prop my weight on my elbows and press my breasts against the counter. "I'd really appreciate it if you could get me some ice for my bleeding knuckles."
"But, miss, your knuckles seem fine." His gaze lingers on my cleavage, and I instantly know that I have him right where I want him.
A sly grin spreads across my lips as I wave some money at him. "That's none of your business, Thomas. Now, chop-chop, get that ice ready, I'll pay."
"Right away, miss," he nods, grabbing a plastic bag.
I watch as the bartender pours some ice into the bag and nod at him. "Keep it somewhere cold, sweetheart; I'll be right back."
Thomas focuses on the people who keep calling for drinks, and I turn to scan the crowd.
As expected, I notice his smug smile in the VIP area. I turn to Thomas and excuse myself. I promise to be back soon and remind him to keep my ice nearby. He returns a smile as I force a tenner on the counter.
All I can see is the cheating asshole. I adjust my dress and ensure my breasts are the main focus as I walk toward the restricted area. My hips sway as violently as never.
I feel his gaze burning holes in my body as I approach the closed area and do my best to maintain eye contact with the asshole.
Despite all odds, it’s the hardest thing I've ever done. He undoes a few buttons on his shirt, and I fight the temptation to look at his toned body.
As soon as I get close enough, he waves his hand for the guards and guests to leave. Pretty sure there's no need to point out that all of his precious guests are women. Fucking playboy piece of shit.
"You're late. Come on, sit down."
A corner of my lip twitches as I stand my ground and reply, "I'm here for a good time, not for a long time."
"Is that so?" He chuckles and rises from his seat.
I push him back into his seat and straddle the man. My hips move to the rhythm of the music as his eyes take me in. I keep grinding myself against him until I feel his erection against me. A low growl leaves his lips as he reaches for the zipper of my dress and tries to undress me.
I was warned that he might try to do it, so I slap his hand away from me and lean closer to his neck. I trace my tongue against his skin and nibble on his earlobe. "Are you ready?" I whisper, grinding myself against him with more force.
"I didn't expect this, but fuck yeah," he moans, placing his hands on my hips.
"Perfect," I hiss as my fist collides with his nose. That’s what he gets for breaking my bestie’s heart.
He doesn't try to fight back or defend himself, so I keep throwing punches at his face until one of the guards pulls me away from him.
A couple of men come to help him, so I take the opportunity to sneak away from the scene. I run back to the bar, wave my knuckles in front of the bartender's face and laugh like a maniac.
"I told you they'd be bloody, and I'd need some ice." I drop another tenner on the counter as Thomas hands me the bag of ice. Before I leave the place, I wink at the poor boy and mutter, "Keep the change; you deserve it."
Yet, before I get out of the building, Thomas shouts something at me- something that shatters the plan I had.
I've mixed up my targets. The man I punched is an Alpha of the pack. That's when I knew I fucked up and had to leave the territory before anyone caught up on me.
***
Apparently, thinking back on what I did is another mistake. The howls sound so close I can hear their paws hitting the ground. Panic seizes me, and the only exit I see is a nearby tree. God, I hope wolves don't climb trees.
I leap from branch to branch until I reach the last branch that seems strong enough to support my weight. A loud sigh escapes my lips as a swarm of men stop at the tree.
I look down and bite my lip. From what I can see from here, there are at least thirteen men, if not more. I can't escape unharmed, and even if I had backup, I probably wouldn't manage to escape unharmed.
"What are you doing up there, SWEETHEART?" One of the troops shouts, emphasising the pet name I gave the bartender.
"Yeah, enjoying the view? Why don't you come down and play a little?" Another man butts in, mocking me.
"We saw you giving our Alpha a lap dance. I didn't know pussies liked wolves, but there's more than plenty here to satisfy you," I can't see his face, but his words make me cringe. Like I'm ever going to sleep with a wolf. Yeah, in a million years, once I become immortal.
"That's disgusting, Duncan! Fucking sick!" A new voice joins the two idiots. "Even if you're joking, no one's sick enough to touch a damn cat." Usually, I'd be offended, but I enjoy the disgust in his voice. At least one of them isn't vile enough to think of using me like that.
"I knew you were a closeted faggot, Zack," the guy, who's apparently named Duncan, laughs. "I'd smash. Hard, fast, and rough. That's what you are into, isn't it, SWEETHEART?" Again, the disgusting emphasis on the pet name.
"I'm not gay." Zack snarls. "Alright, then, we can have sex with her."
"What are you, a virgin? Try to say we'll nail her?" Duncan laughs. "She looks like a prime pussy." And that has to be the most insulting yet flattering thing anyone has ever said about me.
I take a deep breath and shout at the guys, "Leave me alone, you damn freaks! Go chase a bone or, I don't know, beg your owner for some dry food!"
"Shit!" Someone hisses and nudges one of the guys. "Duncan, climb the damn tree and get her down before Luka gets here!"
"Why me?"
Though they all speak almost simultaneously, I can hear their intentions loud and clear. "Because you're the smallest of us! Those branches won't hold our weight. We have to get rid of her before she can tell anyone what we planned!"
"Yeah, like Luka would believe her," Duncan chuckles.
"He may be on our side, but what if she tells the other cats? Our pack could get in trouble if she opens her mouth!"
Duncan stops in front of the tree, and I feel the colour drain from my face. Does he really want to listen to his friends and drag me down?
However, as he reaches for the lowest branch, someone growls at the gang, loud enough to make even me wince. "All of you, get away from here! Now!"
Sarah pov I gulp as I scan the faces of the men in my room. A part of me wants to have Seth by my side, but she’s too good to stick around now. The thing I mentioned earlier, the possibility of terminating the pregnancy- it was my idea. I spoke about it and Seth just held my hand and said she would support me regardless of what I do. I saw the tears and pain in her eyes, I saw how much against the idea she was, but being the amazing woman she is, Seth stood by my side. And she would now too, but this time, I need to listen to the men who love me and make the decision with them. Only them. My mind races, thousands of thoughts run through the deepest parts, and each scream something new. Should we know what’s hiding inside our baby? Sure, the possibility of it being evil is small, but even a good being wouldn’t take over a body that isn’t born yet without a reason. Than said it himself, the holy beings come here to stop the evil deeds and this situation is too grand for him t
Sarah pov It’s not so much that Than makes me nervous, because he sure as hell does, it’s more his words that leave me speechless. He’s implying that whatever is living inside my body must be someone who’s sent for a greater good. There’s no saying if he could be right or if he’s tricking me, but the look on his face doesn’t resemble someone who’s coming here to play games. Besides, technically, he has no reason to fool me. His daughter lives inside Lenox, he has an obvious attraction toward Seth, and so far, he has proven himself to be worthy. Maybe he’s the one person I should listen to? “Okay, so what do we do next?” I ask, probably sounding a bit too uneasy. Not that he could blame me given that the past events keep piling up and the entire family seems to lack time to deal with the issues. “Nothing. We wait,” Than leans back in his seat as the tension finally leaves his features. At this point, as confused as I am, maybe he is right. Perhaps sitting back and waiti
Luka pov Lazarus stares at dad with the same confused, shocked, and wide-eyed expression as I do, but as it seems, it’ll take a while for my brother to come back to his senses. Possibly even too long, so this time, I have to step up and give him a break. Turning my full attention to dad, I clear my throat and slightly tilt my head as I speak, “Whatever is your idea about this situation, you can’t blame us. The last time we were with Lenox, he promised to follow us in a bit. We talked to Sarah and just left the room, and as you might have noticed, both of us kept glancing around. We were looking out for Lenox and decided to wait for him here.” Now, dad’s facial expression mimics ours, and all of us look like a bunch of very confused idiots. “That means you didn’t give Lenox a damn blessing to go there?” Dad turns his attention back to Lazarus. My brother shakes his head, still somewhat shocked, yet slowly regaining his senses. I have no idea what dad is thinking right now, but no
Sarah pov“You have to be kidding me,” I groan as I close my eyes and try to grab control over my emotions and senses. In all honesty, I’m a bit over everyone telling me what I’m supposed to do. No, perhaps not even just a bit- a lot, damn it. One person comes in here to tell me it’s better to do this, and the other arrives to tell me the complete opposite. How am I to make the right decision if everyone seems so indulged in my life that they need to make the decisions for me, or even try to shift my judgement?Isn’t this the one matter that I should discuss with my partners and come up with the best thing to do for our future? Yes, I already made the mistake of thinking that I had all the right to make this choice on my own, but thank God, Lazarus opened my eyes and reminded me it’s as much my decision as it is his brother’s. But now, there’s a demon sitting next to my bed and claiming I can’t even think about the termination. Does he have any idea who resides in my baby? What if
Lenox pov“Holy fucking sticks and bricks, let me shit myself while you’re acting all mysterious and dangerous, why don’t you? Come on, tell me and I promise I won’t steal shit here,” I grin at the blob and hide my hand behind my back to cross my fingers. For as long as I keep them crossed, no one can claim I lied. Alright, I’m lying, I still fully intend to steal something, but the creature doesn’t need to know. “Follow me, but for those answers, keep in mind that everyone pays a price,” she whispers as if she’s trying to make a fucking deal with me now. What the hell is even happening? I promised mom I wouldn’t make a deal with the devil and this thing before me looks like I imagine a devil would. I want the heart, but the price? Yeah, for as long as I don’t know what it is, I’m not that keen to exchange my left nut for the heart. I need my left nut. Panic seizes me as images of this, whatever it really is, ehem, woman, grabbing my nut, runs through my mind. I quickly lift the
Sarah pov “He’s right,” I let out a long, shaky breath as I admit the one thing I wish I wouldn’t have to admit out loud. Lazarus might have reacted to my words in a way I didn’t expect him to, but at least, he didn’t shy away from telling me everything he thinks of the decision I’m trying to make. Regardless of the circumstances and setting, I can’t make the choice on my own because Lenox is present. Often, women have to carry the burden of life-changing choices on their own simply because they are alone. But I’m not. And I know that I won’t be even if I pressure the matter and the choice, I thought was the right one. But what if it’s not? What if Lazarus is right in more ways than I can think of? What if the next time Lenox and I try for a baby, we have to face the same situation as now? I know, we don’t have much time to make the decision, but we also don’t know how dangerous the thing is that’s taking over my baby. “What do you mean?” Seth asks, concern crossing her fea
Lenox pov~If you do this, I will never forgive you,~ As snarls at me as I hop through the shadowy, eerie-looking forest. Shit, this place feels like home. I could totally see myself living here, building a small cabin and all that nonsense. While As keeps fuming, I stop to take in the scenery and enjoy the silence surrounding me. The tree branches look like they’re ready to grab my body and gut me on the spot. How hot is that? I can almost imagine how I could take one of those fucking vile-looking branches and make myself a new, exclusive spoon. Maybe that thing could have a mind of its own and attack people on my commands?Once I’m done with my task, I might grab a souvenir on my way out of here. While my mind wanders to beautiful possibilities, As can’t seem to shut the fuck up, so I snap at her. “Because I should forgive you for nearly killing my brother, huh? Real smooth, Miss As, real fucking fantastic ants farm smooth.” She scoffs. ~You forgot who keeps you alive.~ Yeah,
Lazarus pov“Kill the baby?” The question leaves my lips before I can stop it. I didn’t intend to be so straightforward or come across as a complete asshole, but sometimes, even if I try my darndest, I can’t stop myself from saying some things. All eyes in the room focus on me. I guess saying something in the lines as Sarah did, the fancy wording of termination and all, seems more humane than the actual truth. All things aside, that’s exactly what she’s saying. She is planning to kill the baby. I raise my hands and shake my head. “We need to discuss this. All of us. Just think of the possible consequences and the reaction Lenox will have to these news. Like it or not, he’s the biological father of that child, and he has a say too. Yes, it’s your body and your choice, but thus far, I haven’t heard anything from you that implied that you didn’t want this baby. In fact, you appear to be rather happy about the possibility of becoming a mother.”Everyone in the room sits silent. Sarah
Luka povWhen Laz and I step into Sarah’s hospital room, she’s already wide awake, grinning at our mom. My heart skips a beat at the sight before us. Not only the adoration in the eyes of the women I love the most but I’m taken aback by how much at ease Sarah appears. Her cheeks are slightly flushed, so I assume they were sharing some secrets or spent the time laughing at their weird jokes. However, despite the cheerful energy that surrounds them, I can’t help but feel a little suspicious. As they smile at us, I notice how the smiles don’t reach their eyes and it’s all the confirmation I need to accept that something’s wrong. Not only wrong but they’re also trying to hide it from us. Whatever it is, I’ll figure it out sooner or later, because just like Sarah said- if we want this to work, we must remember how important communication is. Sucking in a deep breath, I brace myself for the possible backlash but still go with the initial plan and dive right in, “What’s wrong?”Sarah a
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