Mated To The Cold Hearted Alpha
Chapter 72

Leander

Right in the middle of my conversation with Ever, I knew something was drastically wrong when he glanced over my shoulder and sucked in a sharp breath, his eyes widening larger than I’d ever seen them.

Spinning around, it only took me a second to identify the problem.

Hycinth wasn’t where I left her.

Nope. Not only was she gone from Gwen’s side, but my little mouse had taken it upon herself to sidle up to two unmated males and stare them down as though they were beef selections on a platter for her choosing.

“Oh, f**k, no,” I snarled.

Ever wisely remained silent as he followed me across the training center.

Reaching Hycinth, I wrapped a hand around her elbow. “The f**k are you doing?”

If I wasn’t already shocked enough by Hycinth’s behavior before I reached her, I was outright stunned when she jerked out of my grip, Wolf in her eyes, and bared her teeth at me!

She gave no answer. Just stared….expectantly.

The f**k??

My Wolf was a little bit quicker on the uptake, snarling, “She thinks one of them might be more worthy than us.”

What the hell??

Impossible!

Hycinth couldn’t possibly think one of these measly wolves to be more powerful, more deserving. I was the f*****g Alpha for f**k’s sake!

But yet…the predatory gleam in her naughty eyes made me believe my Wolf just might be correct.

And with that abrupt realization… …feral dominance exploded inside of me.

In one mighty heave, the air was sucked out of my body. But I wasn’t left breathless for long. A wave of oxygen snapped back like a rubber band, saturating my lungs beyond capacity and expanding my chest to the fullest. The force of it almost knocked me off my feet.

Primal instincts blazing, my Wolf surged forward as close to the surface as possible without breaking through my skin, filling the spaces inside of me.

We held an exquisitely painful state of mid-shift between his body and mine. Organs merged and became one, heart, lungs, liver. Red b***d cells and bodily fluid amalgamated into stasis. Neither mine nor his but ours. I couldn’t tell where he ended and I began. I’d never felt so in sync…so symbiotic with my Wolf’s consciousness and flesh.

The air vibrated, tangible and alive, crackling with energy and anticipation. My voice dropped an octave, “What is it that you want, little mouse?”

Still no response…

I surveyed the two males in the ring, only to replace two more had come up behind them. All four damn near twitched with anticipation, preening under Hycinth’s attention, more than ready and willing to sink themselves into her tight little body.

F*****g fantastic.

Okay…

My Wolf and I were in agreement.

Bring that shit on.

Returning my attention to Hycinth, I purred, “Do you see something here you like?”

Again, all I was rewarded with was her Wolf’s defiant stare.

All right. We wouldn’t talk then. Without another word, I slowly peeled my T-shirt from my body and dropped it to the side.

Lake blue orbs fixated on my every move. Her little pink tongue flicked out and swept along her plump lips.

Assessing

Measuring

Indulging…in my flesh.

The male’s attention also riveted to me, eyeing me warily… …but not backing down.

I may have been their Alpha, but this was different. This was no contest for power. Oh, no. Hycinth’s overt attention made a clear statement she was interested in what they had to offer an invitation to show her they might be worthy and they were more than happy to fight for the tantalizing female.

My female.

We never should have let her leave our bedroom! My Wolf growled furiously.

Well, that was pretty f*****g clear now.

Oh well, too late to avoid the conflict. My Wolf was pissed, and now he had every intention of showing our little mate precisely who he was. If Hycinth needed a demonstration of what we were capable of, so be it.

Fully engaged, my Wolf glared at his competitors while I crouched to remove my boots. A fight against four wolves wouldn’t be easy. All wanted the same prize, but the battle would be far from equal. Before they turned on each other, the unmated males would first work as a cohesive unit to take out the most significant threat-me.

Returning to my full height, feral neurons fired and sizzled through my brain. My chest expanded of its own accord, puffing out to its fullest extent, nature ripping a growl of intent from my throat.

All four sunk into a crouch, ready for the fight.

My lips curled into a wicked grin. There was no way they were prepared for what we were about to throw at them.

My skin itched. My Wolf wanted out. A crimson hue colored his vision. He wanted b***d. Eager images of tearing flesh from bones played in my head.

I held him back. They were assholes, but I understood the impossible-to-deny allure of Hycinth’s unbelievably enticing for what we were about to throw at them.

My skin itched. My Wolf wanted out. A crimson hue colored his vision. He wanted b***d. Eager images of tearing flesh from bones played in my head.

I held him back. They were assholes, but I understood the impossible-to-deny allure of Hycinth’s unbelievably enticing scent. Nature propelled them as much as it did me.

Even as I thought the words, my Wolf’s opinion never wavered-He’d be happily picking their flesh from his canines very soon…

Stepping inside the ring, silence loomed absolute. We had the rapt attention of every Wolf in the room.

As a collective, all four wolves took a step back and spread out.

I eyed Oliver, the biggest motherfucker of the group. I would take him out first. He was an Enforcer with several kills under his belt and had significantly more body mass compared to the smallest in the group, Ethan. However, Ethan was no ‘little’ Wolf by any stretch of the imagination, six feet, two hundred and forty pounds of wiry muscle. The other two, Heath and Noah, were somewhere in between in stature and bulk.

Oliver’s Wolf radiated aggression as he vibrated with excitement.