"Lorelai, run!"
"What, why?" I demanded.
"They are here, you cannot be late or our family will be cast to the vampire territory!" She cried and I sucked in a breath. I had never seen that happen before. She pulled a shawl over her shoulders then grabbed my hand, abandoning our hut and hauling me through the matching homes.
It was bloody freezing, the warmth of the fire and wooden floorboards at home changing to damp grass and soft mud. I hadn't even put on my twine shoes. Apparently, that was less of an infraction than being late. Mother and I raced through the huts towards the bonfire as the music leveled and the villagers fell quiet.
The night air was cold and ominous as my mother pushed me into the line-up with the other offerings, all wearing the provided silk lace dress that I was. They had their twine feet décor on though.
Breathing hard, I eyed the dark carriages on the gravel behind the bonfire. There were two of them, both black with a wolf head on the side. Mother patted my hair down and readjusted my dress as the others were fluffed with by their own guardians.
"Mum." I smacked her hand away as she tried to stand me straighter. I was already taller than the other girls, I didn't need to stand out more. I hadn't been nervous before but now I was, something about standing there on display, waiting for them to climb from the carriages had my heart racing.
"Please them Lorelai. Make them happy." My mum whispered.
"They have everything they could ever want or need in their fancy mansion, they have access to any girl in the entire werewolf territory, how the hell am I meant to please them with a vagina I've never used before?" I demanded in a hushed tone and my mom tried to hide her smirk, failing as she held my face and kissed my forehead.
"I know the books you read my dear, you know exactly what to do." She winked back and I snickered, drawing frowns my way. I ignored them and hugged my mum.
"I love you," I whispered against her.
"I love you too." She breathed then stepped back. She looked over me, her eyes filled with pride just as the moon began to cast red shadows over everything. I sucked in a breath and looked up.
The blood moon.
"Holy shit." I bit, my legs feeling like jelly as the severity of the situation hit me. It wasn't just sex. It was three Alpha douchebags claiming my body in exchange for my family's protection. A family I didn't even get to see because of their stupid laws.
My eyes scanned the crowd, locking on navy eyes and a face almost identical to mine. My brother. He was taller than me with clean stubble covering his jawline. His hair was dark like mine, his body slender like mine, his lips full like mine.
My eyes watered as I felt the twin connection burn through me, still as strong as ever and I hadn't realized how scared I was, of not feeling that. I clutched my arms tightly, the cold air giving me goosebumps as I smiled at him.
"Lucas." I breathed and as soon as the name left my lips, a shadow fell over me. I gasped, shrinking back from the wall of a man that towered over me. He was huge, muscles uncovered, body heat radiating from his form. His green eyes caught mine, his lips curled back as he shoved his dark hair back from his face.
Nikolai Ferus. The Grassland Alpha was staring me down but it was his tattoos that caught my attention, the grasslands turning to forest then to an ocean on his arm before bursting into inky flames across his chest. He snarled at me and my eyes shot back to his. I refused to cower though, refused to step back. I hadn't done anything wrong.
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OWNED BY THE ALPHAS {18+}
WerewolfNikolai. Braxton. Derik. Three Alphas who have pledged to protect the humans in their territory. All they ask in return is one night with the virgins of the villages, one night to take them under the blood moon and complete the ritual. This year is...