Free Trapped Between Two Alphas by Sam Crescent

came into the room. He wore a pair of jeans and carried a tray laden
with food. The thought of food actually made her feel sick. Yes, it wasn’t
going to be long now. Dr. Martin had warned her without her medication she
would feel the effects almost like someone had flicked a switch.
    Life
was unfair.
    “Do
you smell that?” Kris asked.
    They
were always talking about certain smells.
    Matt
walked over. She felt him sniffing along her back until he came to her neck.
    “She’s
dying.”
    Tears
leaked out of her eyes. They knew the truth, and it hurt. She heard the pain in
their voices. It was replicated inside her heart.
    “We’ve
got no choice. We need to turn her.”
    She
watched out of one open eye as Matt pulled out his cell phone. Kris wrapped the
blanket tightly around her.
    “We’re
going to take care of you,” he said.
    Unable
to fight him she went willingly. Her body was too heavy to move herself.
    “I
don’t like this. The illness is spreading fast,” Kris said. He picked her up.
The sudden movement made her stomach turn. She turned her head and vomited on
the floor. Something was indeed wrong with her.
    The
illness was unlike anything she ever remembered.
    “We’ve
got to move,” Matt said.
    She
felt as they walked down the stairs and then outside. The hot sun did nothing
to heat her.
    Groaning
she tried to cover her eyes. She expected for her men to climb into the truck.
Instead they ran toward the forest.
    Were
they going to kill her and dispose of her body?
    Shut up,
Cynthia.
    They
ran deep into the words. She heard a waterfall and the sound of men running.
Kris laid her on the ground. The scent of the earth made her feel sick.
    “Please
… don’t … leave … me … here,” she said, pausing between each word.
    “What’s
going on?”
Arnold
asked.
    “We’re
doing the transition now,” Kris said.
    He
started to pull the blanket off her. She tried to fight to keep it on. Whatever
they were talking about scared her. Transition? Transition for what?
    Matt
cupped her cheek. “You’ve got to trust us, baby.”
    He
kissed her lips and then let her go. Matt rid himself of the jeans he’d been
wearing. That was when she noticed all the men surrounding her were naked.
    She
frowned. Why wasn’t she afraid?
    “Hold
her, Kris.”
    Kris
lifted her against him. His cock lay against her butt. He wasn’t erect, and she
knew it had to be serious in order for him to not be hard.
    “Matt,
hurry the fuck up. We need to change her before it’s too late.”
    Matt
knelt in front of her. She stared past his shoulder to see several naked men
turn into werewolves. Her eyes grew wide, and her mouth opened to scream.
Before she got the chance Matt took her chin in his hands. “Forgive me, but I
can’t lose you.”
    He
moved closer, and then she felt him bite down on her. Her scream no longer
contained, the sound rent the air.
    Kris
kissed her temple and then sank his teeth into the other side of her neck. The
pain was intense. She saw the hand on her thigh turned into a claw.
    “Hurry
up, Kris.” Matt pulled away and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
    She
couldn’t do anything as he clawed open his wrist and presented his blood to her
lips. There was no strength inside her as his blood coated her lips.
    “Drink
it, Cynthia.”
    Once
she’d drunk some from Matt, Kris presented his arm to her lips. She shook her
head. The metallic taste made her feel sick.
    In
the next instant she felt the agony inside her increase. She couldn’t scream. It
hurt to even blink.
    Her
insides grew hot, and her muscles no longer felt like her own.
    What
was happening to her?
    ****
    Kris
held her close feeling the change inside her. Their blood was taking effect. He
saw their bites healing before his very eyes. His arms surrounded her the
moment the first bone broke.
    The
pain was too much for her to handle. Her eyes closed, and he prayed she slept
through the transition. They were forced to speed up her change. He