Free I Am The Alpha by A.J. Downey, Ryan Kells

kind of deep. I pushed myself up so I was sitting against the wall, using it at my back to support me while blood streamed down my face. I shook my head to clear it but all that did was set off white sparkles, flitting at the edges of my vision. I scrambled to my feet and over the bed, putting myself directly between Chloe and our visitors.
    I towered over Chloe but the two men that entered the room towered over me to an even greater degree. Over six and a half feet tall each, they both wore oversized pants and boots like me. Instead of jackets though, they each wore white hooded sweatshirts with the sleeves torn off, mostly because sleeves wouldn’t have stretched far enough to encompass their massively muscled arms. They wore no shirts underneath the open zip-up hoodies, and as they stood shoulder to shoulder between me and the door leading out into the night they tossed back their hoods in unison. I always wondered if they practiced that shit in a mirror somewhere to get their timing right.
    Square jaws, high cheek bones, short cut hair spiked up in the front like a couple of Jersey Shore douchebags, they had eyes so dark they could have been black. They were identical twins, monstrous of size and the cold look in their eyes told me in no uncertain terms that the blood I had already lost would be the least of my worries in a moment.
    “Chloe,” I said quietly. “I’d like for you to meet my brothers, Romulus and Remus.”
    “Is kidnapping something of a family business?” She snapped. She tried to be angry, she really did, but I think she’d realized that we were in the middle of something seriously dangerous and fucked up. She didn’t know that any attempts at her seeming nonchalance were totally ruined by the scent of her fear. I didn’t want her to know that though. I needed her to be brave right now.
    “Not exactly,” I muttered, never once taking my focus off of the twins. “You might want to get your stuff together, put some clothes on or something while my brothers and I… talk.” I noted that she was moving behind me, pulling on clothes before I could even make the suggestion and that, for once, she’d followed along with what I’d told her to do without complaint. Yep, the girl really did have some smarts, for all I’d been calling her stupid all this time.
    “Give her to us, Baby Brother,” one of the twins ground out, damned if I could ever really tell which was which. “Give her to us and we might just let you live through this. Father’s death demands blood.”
    “And I will be the one to provide it, should it come to that,” I grated.
    Rom grinned, at least I was guessing it was Rom. “Little Cub,” Yep, it was Rom. He was the only one that called me Cub like that. Derisive, insulting. “What chance do you really think you have? The two of us next to you? We’re stronger. We’re older and we’re more experienced. We’ve killed many that have threatened us and you? You’ve killed none by comparison. The Pack will accept one of us as Alpha over you. Can’t you see that?”
    I was silent for a moment, reaching for that animal that resided inside me. Praying I still had the edge I would need to survive this.
    “You might be bigger and stronger and have more experience than I do Rom,” I admitted. “But you constantly underestimate me, and you always forget, I’m faster!” My voice deepened as I spoke and the two giants before me seemed to shrink as I grew. My skin darkened, covered quickly in short hair from head to toe as my fingers and toes grew longer, each tipped with a razor sharp claw. The bones inside my body cracked and shifted sickeningly as my body changed and my jaw mutated, pushing out into a short muzzle, mouth filled with two rows, top and bottom, of wickedly sharp teeth.
    As the transformation finished I stood in the center of the room, seven and a half feet tall, stooped because of the ceiling, and I knew I looked like something out of a horror film. Behind me