OWNED BY THE ALPHAS {18+}

🐺THE CARRIAGE🐺

"Carriage one," he said to me before looking at Perfect Portia, "Carriage one." He growled and she nodded quickly, clamping her mouth shut.

"Rest of you, to two," Braxton ordered and they all rushed forward to their carriages as the Alphas moved to carriage one. I didn't move with them though. Instead, I ran to my family. I had two seconds before I was hauled off by three sexy werewolves. I didn't want to wait until tomorrow when I could have a fleeting moment now. A grin broke on Lucas's face as I ran into him. My arms wrapped around his neck as his closed around my body, lifting me off the ground, holding me tight as tears fell from my eyes.

"Lorelai!" My father growled as my mother gasped.

"You must go!" She begged but Lucas kept holding me as I held him. Warmth and love filled me as I closed my eyes against him.

"I'll see you tomorrow," I whispered and he squeezed me tighter. Everyone fell silent and a feral growl broke from behind me. My eyes flung open and Lucas put me down. I let go of him and turned to Nikolai's stormy face.

"Sorry." I tried but he said nothing, looking between Lucas and me. He stepped towards Lucas but I stepped in front of him. The gasps of the villagers filled the silence. My mother gripped my wrist, as my spine tingled in warning.

"You belong to the wolves tonight." His chest rumbled before me and anger exploded in my chest. I was wearing the stupid dress, the uncomfortable underwear, I was freezing, on display, and completely degraded for their sick virgin fantasies and he got mad because I wanted to see my brother? Fuck him and the wolves.

"Are we going?" I demanded, pointing to the carriages where the other two Alphas watched on, wary eyes between me and Nikolai.

"Learn your place human," Nikolai warned but I didn't step out of his way so he couldn't get near Lucas.

"I haven't seen my brother in forever because of this offering stuff but I'm still here doing it, so can we get on with it already? It's freezing." I bit, sick of holding my tongue for the Alpha when he was doing his best to prove what an asshole he was. His glare turned to me and I held his gaze. He spun on his heel and I followed, casting a lingering look over my shoulder before I climbed into the carriage with the Alphas and perfect Portia.

Enclosed inside with the Alphas, warmth filled me. They were just so big, there was no way not to brush up against them. I sat between Braxton and Derik, their biceps hard and smooth all at the same time against my arms. Braxton sucked in a breath and looked at me, then at where his arms touched mine.

"Shit, you're cold." He said, pulling me under his arm, and rubbing my stinging skin. I laughed dryly.

"It's almost winter and you chose a tiny silk dress to stare at us in. Was I meant to be warm?" I asked then bit my tongue. I had to get a hold on my attitude. The Alphas may be hot as hell but they were savages that could break me in seconds if they got too angry at me. With the look Nikolai was giving me, that seemed more and more of a possibility.

"What's your name, Spitfire?" Braxton chuckled. It was a deep, throaty sound that seemed so natural, I almost believed he didn't have ulterior motives.

"Lori."

"Your full name," Nikolai demanded and I fought the urge to roll my eyes at his high-handedness.

"Lorelai Katerina Rosalynn Valarian." I said my long annoying name that I never used, "Happy?" I spat and his anger rolled off him in waves of heat. His eyes went to Braxton's hold on me and he growled.

"Mine, Braxton." He snarled and Braxton let me go, the heat going with him. Without thinking about consequences like usual, I stood and sunk into the seat next to Nikolai, forcing myself into the tiny space next to him and sighing as his heat fell over me. I leaned against him as his eyes widened, looking down at me like he couldn't believe I had just touched him without permission. I laughed at his expression, trying to ignore how good it felt to be pressed up against him, his thigh against mine.