All Chapters of The Two Alpha and Me : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

It was an easier process than Ammy imagined. She slipped through the window in her room and onto the neighboring roof, throwing her bag first and then jumping over. The roof was at just the right angle to hide her from the thugs stalking her and Ammy was able to scale the rooftops and slip into an alley far away from prying eyes. She was proud of herself as she slipped into the morning crowd, following men in suits and groups of well-dressed women into the business district. The bank was easy to locate, a crowd of wealthy looking patrons occupied the lobby and Ammy was thankful she had decided to wear her best attire. She would have drawn too much attention otherwise.Ammy waited for the lines to thin before she approached a teller, a sour faced older man with a bushy mustache. She gave the man her best grin only to receive a dark frown in return. Ammy cleared his throat, trying not to look as out of place as he felt."Good morning, sir. I need to make a withdrawal from my account."T

Ammy woke up on a straw covered, cold, stone floor, a freezing draft shocking her out of unconsciousness, making her tremble. She felt weak, exhausted and it took a few moments for her mind to remember. Her father's visit, the bank, her heat... Damon. Ammy choked on a sob, pressing her hand over her mouth, the other hand pressing against the floor to lift her aching body up. She panted, kneeling hunched over, fighting nausea. It was dark, the only light a faint, soft glow from a gas lamp across the room and a small, barred window. It provided enough light that Ammy could see she was in a cell, thick metal caging her. She craned he neck, trying to see beyond the high window but it was useless. Tall grass hid the window from outside view.She gasped, pushing down the fog trying to take over her mind, ignoring the weakness of her body and grasped onto the metal bars. It was torture, pulling her heat sick body up but she managed, swaying on her feet and leaning her weight forward. She pre

Soft, urgent whispering propelled Ammy into waking. She sat up, groaning at the fire in her veins and the aching of her muscles, her head full of cotton. She drew in deep breaths, closing her eyes and trying with all of her will to clear her mind and concentrate. Her instincts were screaming at her to be alert, watchful but her heat was begging her body to submit, lay still and let hee pheromones draw an alpha to her.The voices were growing louder and Ammy opened his eyes, looking around in slow confusion. Movement outside the small, barred window, high near the ceiling had her instantly aware. She rocked on her knees, launching to her feet, backing away from the intrusion. The tall grass in front of the window had been tamped down and Ammy made out two figures moving around, silhouetted by the weak morning light."Ammy, God! Are you in there? We could smell your distress all the way from the courtyard. Ammy?"Ammy shook her head, dispelling the last of the cotton-like feeling clingi

Sebestian didn't bother with righting his clothes before he lifted Ammy's limp body from the floor and held her tight. She sighed and wrapped her legs around Sebestian, exchanging slow, lazy kisses with him. Sebestian walked forward a few steps before releasing and throwing the omega. Ammy cried out, tumbling into a heap in the middle of their nest, rolling onto her back to pout. Sebestian grinned at her, looking incandescent and Jason chuckled beside Sebetsian, his gaze soft and fond.The hormones from Jason gentling her brought the boil in Ammy's veins to a simmer and she reclined back against their nest. She ran her hands and cheek over the blankets and discarded clothing, taking deep breaths of their mixed, lingering scents. The more she luxuriated in the nest, the safer she felt.The soft swish of clothing being removed snapped her attention from the nest and she turned her head to watch her alphas. They were kissing; soft, loving presses to each other's mouths and removing their

The music was loud and thumping inside of Ammy's eardrums. Most nights, she would've embraced the bass and been grinding with the best of them out there on dance floor, but not tonight. She'd spent most of the evening washing guts out of her hair and clothes (Thanks, Jason) only to hear from one of the lab techs that Sebestian still hadn't made it back to their home. Her bond felt fine, which meant Sebestian was fine, but that didn't stop her from feeling instantly jealous.No. Not jealous. Worried.He remembered Jason saying something about blowing off post-problem steam at his club as she and Sebestian walked away. Sebestian had been staring at Jason with those "wow, our mate is the best damn Alpha in the world" eyes (gag), which was probably the only reason why she hadn't heard Sebestian say no to the idea. Ammy knew – logically – that she could let Sebestian and Jason do their thing, and Sebestian would be fine. Better than fine. Laid and happy fine. The best kind of fine one coul