Free Claimed by the Alphas: Part Two by Viola Rivard Page B

teeth.
    If it were possible, Asch looked ever angrier than Caim. Drew to his full height, he was nearly the same size as the other alpha, though his muscles were more sinuous than bulky. He matched Caim’s snarl, a sustained growl emanating from his chest.
    The wolf pack barked excitedly around them, as the two alphas circled one another with teeth bared. Each seemed prepared to strike at any second, and Mila knew it was all her fault. If she had just kept her legs closed and her bra on, maybe this wouldn’t be happening right now. She had known that sleeping with Caim had been a bad idea, but bad ideas, they were kind of her M.O.
    Rather than accepting a full scholarship to Fordham when she graduated high school, Mila had decided to pursue her dream of being an event coordinator. That had lasted all of two months, and then she had been inspired to become a photographer, at least for a week or two. The list went on and on. Cosmetologist, massage therapist, teacher’s aide, and even a court stenographer.
    After a year of failures, she had finally caved under the weight of her parents’ disapproval and went to college. There, she had changed her major almost as often as her diet. Then, just when she was finally about to get her bachelor’s in business administration, she had decided to spend the night before final exams drinking and partying.
    To be fair, most of the time she did something stupid, Mila genuinely believed that maybe, just this one time , things wouldn’t turn out so bad.
    Maybe her new business venture would be a success and her parents would be proud of her. Maybe she would like a career as an engineer. Maybe she could just have one margarita before she went home to study. Maybe she could just feel Caim’s bare hands, stroking and kneading her breasts. Maybe she could just run through a pack of frenzied wolves, superimpose herself between two alpha wolves, and give a heartfelt speech that would remind them that they were friends and then they would stop fighting.
    Mila didn’t quite make it that far.
    As she was trying to push her way past the wolves, Asch lunged at Caim, claws spread wide. The two clashed on their hind quarters, but with his momentum, Asch had the advantage. He knocked the larger wolf over, pinning him to the ground. He moved to bite Caim’s neck, but the black wolf kicked up with his back legs, sending Asch flying into the crowd.
    Mila’s eyes bulge d as Asch went hurtling past, narrowly missing her. She had known that werewolves were strong, but Asch had to weigh several hundred pounds and Caim had just tossed him with ease. Preternaturally fast, both alphas were back on their feet in seconds, neither succumbing to defeat.
    This time it was Caim who attacked first. The wolves had the good sense to clear a path, but Mila was barely ascertaining what was happening by the time she saw the enormous wolf lunging at her. There was no time to react. He was in mid-air in one instant, and the next he was bearing down on her.
    She felt herself hi t the stone floor. Pain lanced her skull and black spots multiplied before her eyes. She tried to blink them away, but they were stubborn. She couldn’t help but wonder if she had just made the worst decision of her life.

CHAPTER TWO
     
    A gloriously naked man stood over her, looking like an avenging angel . He seemed terribly concerned about her, which made perfect sense. After all, this was her fantasy.
    Oh, wait, there was Brae.
    “Mila! Mila! Mila!” She repeated, waving a frantic hand in front of her face.
    At once, Mila became aware of a splitting pain on her forehead. No, this was definitely not a fantasy.
    “Don’t worry, it’s just a scratch,” Brae assured her.
    Brae wrapped an arm around Mila’s back, trying to pull her up. The pain intensified, pulsating over her skull. Mila let out a sharp cry, pushing against the female. Startled, Brae reflexively dropped her back on the ground. The pain was so bad that Mila thought she might