Mated To The Alpha Brothers

CHAPTER 2

“I know what you’re here for,” I started with a voice that I barely recognized as my own. My tone was calm, pacifying, and I prayed in the back of my mind that they would not be smart enough to recognize that I was faking it.

“You’re hungry,” I said as they took slow and intentional steps towards me. They were all growling, their mouths hanging open in anticipation.

I made sure to stare for as long as I could without blinking as I slipped my hands into my leather bag to grab the bread and the bottle of juice that I had packed earlier.

“This is all I have. If I had more, I would give it to you. You can just…” I stopped speaking, swallowing a growing lump in my throat, as one of them growled even louder and rushed forward as if getting ready to attack.

“Please!” I yelled as I tossed the bread and the juice at them to serve as a form of distraction, even if it was only for a second.

When they all looked at the bread lying on the floor, I took that as my cue to turn around and run with everything I had in me. I could feel myself getting exhausted after only a few steps because of just how much energy I was trying to use to get to safety.

The sound of growls trailing me made my stomach drop. I did everything I could to avoid looking back, but I did for a moment. As soon as I made eye contact with the one closest to me, I wished I hadn’t looked back.

“No!” I screamed as the wolf overtook me and stopped in front of me, causing me to come to a quick halt. I couldn’t think fast enough to turn the other way because I was soon surrounded by them all. They growled as they closed in on me.

I had seen a wolf only once in my life from afar, and even then I knew the wolf I had seen before was not as huge as these ones were. These wolves were large, and it was clear that one bite would have me unable to move.

It was only then that I realized the only thing to do was accept my fate. I couldn’t possibly beg for my life to animals who had a strong and obvious hunger for me.

“Please!” I instinctively pleaded when one of them lunged for me. The impact between our bodies was one that took the breath out of my lungs, causing me to fall to the ground and gasp for as much air as I could get with a heavy wolf on top of me, ready to feast.

But just as quickly as the wolf had pounced on me, it was quickly tackled away from me by another wolf.

“Oh my goodness,” I gasped as I quickly stood up from the ground to find wolves fighting here and there. Because I was surrounded by wild animals and didn’t want to find out if the ones who had attacked my previous attackers had done it to have me to themselves, I raced back in the direction of my village.

Before I could reach far, one of my attackers jumped in front of me in an attempt to hold me back, but it was pounced on like the previous one.

“Move, Elara!” I yelled at myself as I could feel my legs getting heavier. It felt as if my blood had been drained out of my legs and was replaced with sand. It was starting to feel more like the recurring nightmares I had been having for a while, and I hated it.

I raised my hand and grunted as I slapped myself hard on the face in an attempt to get myself to move. Nothing was working.

“Oh God,” I called out in a whisper when I looked up and found nothing but fur and blood piled up on the ground with the three wolves who had come to my rescue staring down at me.

These ones were even larger than the ones that had attacked me. The attackers that they had just torn apart and were now lying dead on the ground. My face stung from the slap earlier, and that was the only thing I felt in that moment.

Crack.

My heart fell dead into my gut when I heard the sound of bones popping and crackling as they turned awkward into different angles. I immediately felt sick as I watched all three of the wolves have the same reaction, their bones snapping in and out of place and their fur sinking in to put skin forth.

They were humans.

“No,” I laughed mirthlessly as tears started to brim my eyes. This could not be happening. My nightmare was not coming true in front of me. “You’re not real. This is not happening right now. This is just… I’ll just open my eyes and still be in bed.”

One of them walked toward me, and that was when my legs decided it would be a good time to move. I was thankful for it, though.

“Get away from me!” I snapped, causing him to stop in his tracks. He never took his eyes away from me even as he stood there. The two others stood behind him.

“Are they…” I almost choked on the lump that was swelling in my throat. “Are they your brothers?”

I had just watched wolves kill other wolves and turn into humans, and the one thing that would tie it all together and make me break down would be them being brothers. The exact way my nightmares had gone, only it wasn’t a nightmare this time.

“You don’t have to be afraid of us,” he replied. “I’m Caius, and these are my brothers; Elias and Rafe. You’re safe now.”

“Oh,” I whispered breathily as I fell to the ground weakly, causing Caius to come to my aid and hold me up. I stared back at him with my tears now rolling down my cheeks.

“You’re fine,” he said soothingly, but I could only process his hands wrapped around my arms and what he had just done to the wolves who were all lying dead on the ground. He was a savage, and the fact that they just saved my life didn’t make it any less true.

But even at that, I couldn’t help but feel indebted to them. I would be dead without them, after all.

“Thank you,” I managed to mutter under my breath, but I was sure they all heard it. I managed to pick myself up from the ground, making sure to keep a distance away from Caius. I didn’t know what to do. Could I just walk back home without saying a word? How was I supposed to live the rest of my life with everything I had just witnessed?

One thing I couldn’t help but notice was how I was willingly standing there. I could simply walk away from them, but I didn’t want to.

“You…” I took a deep breath as I tried to gather my thoughts. There was nothing I would say in that moment that would make any sense. I didn’t know what questions to ask, but I knew that I felt the urge to know these people.

“What are you?”

They all shared a looks with each other, expressions on their faces that I couldn’t exactly read in the darkness of the night.

“Tell me who you are,” I ordered, trying to put up a tough front. “I can just go back to my village and tell them about your existence.”

I didn’t know who my threat was fooling. These people could kill me before I even made it halfway back to the village. Even if I did make it, the people of Woodcreak were celebrating the existence of werewolves. They would be excited, if anything, if I showed up with news about seeing not one but multiple.

“We… uh—”

“We’re werewolves,” Rafe cut in on Caius and said what Caius was finding difficult to say. “We come from a long line of strong wolves and leaders. Caius is the alpha of the pack, and we have our roles to play as well. Elias is a healer, and I’m a warrior—”

“That’s enough,” I stopped him before he could go on. I’d heard more than enough. “I don’t want to hear anymore.”

I turned around and made the decision to return to the village. “I’m just going to forget that any of this has happened. May we never cross paths ever again—”

“You’re our mate, Elara.”