Claimed By My Three Alphas
Chapter 17

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lord.

Kill me now. How dare he boldly say that to my face?

"You have a girlfriend?" I refused to believe it. For starters, a boyfriend is supposed to be faithful and stick to a partner, or wasn't that the way it was in the werewolf world? "Yes, don't tell me you are deaf now." He deadpanned.

I couldn't explain the feeling that was spreading so fast in my chest, the thought of his hands on another girl, or putting her through a blissful s****lt*****e infuriated me for no reason.

Maybe it was because of how he teased me every single day, how he put me on different rides of emotions. I suddenly remembered the way he tortured and abused me back at their pack and it all began to make sense.

I was just a tool to satisfy his useless ride of emotion.

"You are a jerk. A big Jerk." I spat out without remorse. "And you know what? I feel so sorry for the unfortunate girl who would stick to you..." I paused, sizing him with my palms, "as a girlfriend."

"Well, aren't you cute when you're jealous?" His eyes hold both wicked amusement and a clear warning not to step on his toes any further, but the urge to disobey stood still in me. "Well, my girlfriend isn't some broken helpless girl whose parents birthed an abomi-."

"And what do you mean by that?" I cut him short, glaring daggers at him as my ears became hot from anger.

"Don't interrupt me when I am speaking." He gave me a pointed look. "And yeah, I meant that she isn't a f*****g abomination whose parents are cowards who run at the slightest chance."

Sparks flashed through my eyes and all I wanted to do was smash his head on a nearby wall.

"Gosh." I cursed, silently fuming with anger until a palm caressed my hands softly. I looked up and saw Asher peering down at me with concern evident in his eyes.

"Don't." He warned. "We have better things to figure out than arguing with this hot head. He enjoys seeing you miserable, don't give him that satisfaction. Stay calm, okay?" "Fine." I sat straight and ignored the stares I received from Levi.

"Finally, they are done with their couple's fight." Quincy said, a big grin on his face. "C'mon, Levi, serve us whatever liquid you arranged. My throat feels so patchy." "Sure." Levi replied with a malicious grin on his face.

I ignored that and focused on my dry throat. Levi passed each of us drinks, and I grabbed it from his hands immediately, gulping the contents down at once.

I put the cup on the table, watching the others down their drinks. I thought of what to say to upset Levi but then, I felt uncomfortable, my throat twisting painfully.

My hands shot up to my throat immediately I let out a wheezy cough and everyone was alerted. I coughed and a red liquid dropped from my mouth.

"Amery? Are you fine?" Asher was quick to ask.

Quincy's brows furrowed in both concern and confusion.

f**k, I cursed as I wheezed into another round of coughs, blood splattering on the table, staining the flowery cover.

A cruel laughter brought me back to my senses as I cast a glance at Levi. He laughed so hard that he clutched his stomach in the process.

I was shocked. No, baffled. What was funny?

"Levi, what the f**k did you add in her drink?" Asher asked immediately. He stood up and rushed to my side.

"Nothing much, just some wolf's bane to tame our little mate's tongue." He shrugged nonchalantly.

"C'mon, man, why do you have to be such a d**k face?" Quincy groaned, rushing to my side and forcing some red pills forcefully into my mouth. I swallowed and slowly the pain I felt faded away. This was it.

I stood up, pushing my chair back roughly, and slightly pushing past Asher and Quincy, I walked to Levi, grabbing a cup which I wasn't sure of its content, but whatever it is, I don't care.

I downed the content on Levi, watching in satisfaction as it drenched what I hoped was his favorite shirt. He cursed, shooting up from his seat and pushing me slightly. I stumbled but managed to regain my composure.

He flapped his cloth rapidly, a harsh glare thrown my way.

I almost smiled but I wasn't done yet. I stood before him with great determination.

"What did I ever do wrong? I did not beg to be born into my family. I wasn't there when my parents committed the crimes. I never hurt you. Why are you bent on seeing me suffer? Are you just sick, or is that your escape to your f*****g and messed up reality?" I ranted out and I saw shock flash through his face, and it was gone as soon as it came. "You want me dead, right? Why did you bring me here? Why did you save me? I should have died, right there in your pack, and you would have been satisfied. But no, Levi, Amery is your little toy you can mess up with anytime you want?"

Tears welled up in my eyes this time, as I said those words to him. His face still remained stoic and my heart broke. How heartless can he be?

"Amery..."

"Please. Don't come any further." I shunned Quincy from coming toward me and Asher halted on his steps.

"You all should just leave me alone." I told them, walking toward the exit of the room, then I stopped before moving out. "Levi, go f**k your unfortunate girlfriend and stay away from me." With that, I walked away.