Page 9 of My Two Alphas

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I walk toward Tyson's black Mustang before opening the door and climbing in. I couldn’t understand why Alpha Jamie’s pack would try to attack me. Something must have happened while I was away. Tyson came out first, climbing in the driver's seat. He didn’t say a word to me, and I could feel how angry he was about me taking off. Ace climbed in the front, looking over at me.

“Seatbelt, Lucy,” he said, and I huffed before clipping it in and folding my arms across my chest. Tyson reversed out of the driveway, and I tried not to think about the ass-whooping my mother would give me.

“Where were you going anyway?” Tyson asked, breaking the silence in the car.

“Mitchell’s,” I told him, looking out the window.

“You still talk to that fool?”

“He isn’t a fool. He is my friend. At least he wouldn’t hand me over to my mother like you pair are doing,” I told him.

“Like he had a choice. Your mother is Queen. No one can go against her and my brother,” Ace said.

“You can resist her.”

“Yes, but we are Lycan descendants like my mother. But even still, your mother is Queen, and she can still command us. She just chooses not to since we are her brothers-in-law,” Tyson said, looking in the rearview mirror at me. I looked away. She was going to kill me. I wondered how dad would take it. Knowing my stepfather, he would probably think it funny, half the time when my parents fought, it was over me and my misadventures.

“Stop worrying, Lucy. Your mother will completely forget about what you have done, believe me. She will be more preoccupied with killing Ace and me,” Tyson said.

“Why? What did you two do?” I asked curiously. Ace, I could probably picture getting in trouble and doing something. Tyson, however, was always so serious these days. He was never like that growing up. I think when he didn’t find his mate, it changed him. He used to tell me all about mates when I was growing up, and I knew he was excited to find his. He was even saving himself for his mate, which made me wonder if he was still a virgin. I knew Ace wasn’t, but Tyson wasn’t like Ace. I never saw him with another girl growing up. Maybe he was gay.

Leaning forward in my seat, I asked him, “Are you gay?”

Ace laughed at my words, and Tyson growled.

“What makes you think I’m gay?”

“Because you are twenty-three, and I just realized I have never seen you with a girl since I was like eleven or twelve. I know Ace isn’t, obviously.” The thought of him with Melana irritated me, and I wanted to claw her eyes out.

“Ace is just selfish by not waiting, and I’m not gay, Lucy. I am just saving myself for my mate,” he said, looking over his shoulder at me.

“So, you’re still a virgin?” I asked him.

“Yes, Lucy, he is still a virgin. I hear him wanking all the time,” Ace told me, and Tyson elbowed him before growling at him.

“Why the sudden interest in our sex lives, Lucy?” Tyson asked me.

“I was just wondering, is all.”

“Fine, what about yours then? Have you been saving yourself for your mate?” Ace asked, turning in his seat and looking back at me.

“I don't have a mate. You both know that. I have no wolf, so even if I did, I would never recognize him,” I told them. The thought saddened me. I loved the idea of mates but knew I would never find mine unless he found me and told me. But no one wanted a mutation for a mate.

“Your mate is probably closer than you think, Lucy. You will find him,” Tyson said.

“Or them!” Ace growled at him, making me furrow my brows at his sudden hostility.

“You still didn’t answer my question. You better not have fooled around with that Mitchell. Can’t stand his arrogant ass,” Ace growled at me. I rolled my eyes at him and his overprotectiveness. They were like big brothers to me growing up, but now things felt different, and I suddenly found answering embarrassing.

“No, of course not. He is a friend,” I told him, looking out the window. Their scents were overwhelming in the car. I wondered what cologne they’d changed to, it smelled divine.

I put the window down to get some fresh air. We were not far from home now, and dread was starting to fill me.

“She isn’t very good at listening?” Ace mumbled, making me look at him.

“Huh?”

“You still didn’t answer.”


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