Page 13 of Claimed By the Feral Wolves

Cayson and Ezra give him arrogant looks. Kurt’s neck turns red, and he charges again, but the guys hold firm against his advances, keeping him in the doorway. Their power is undeniable. They’re strong alphas through and through.

“You’ll be sitting this one out,” Ezra says, a sharp tone to his voice. “Whether that’s with or without bloodshed is up to you.”

They lock gazes for a long moment before Kurt inches back. His expression is outraged. “Just wait until the ultimas hear about this,” he hisses.

Cayson just laughs and says, “Yeah,” giving Kurt a meaningful and loathing glance. “Because the council issogood about righting the wrongs in this place. Now, fuck off back to your own room like a good little boy.”

Kurt stands, breathing hard, looking between the two of them angrily, but he must realize that he’s not going to get past them, and they’re not going to willingly let him in, so he lets out a forceful breath of air and turns on his heel, stomping back out into the hallway. I stare after him in shock. When he and I are alone, Kurt is like this malevolent force of energy I can’t escape. But with Cayson and Ezra, he seems like a terrible little boy throwing a tantrum.

The change is… hard to believe. Like a fantasy I never even knew I had.

When Cayson and Ezra shut the door and turn around, Cayson has a mischievous grin plastered on his face as he brushes his hands together, as though getting the dirt off. “Now that we’ve taken care of the little pest problem,” he says, “who’s up for a little game time?”

“A game?” I ask, confused.

“That’s what the ultimas arranged for us tonight: games in our pajamas, with our sweet omega.”

I hesitate. “But won’t there be trouble because we didn’t allow Kurt to join?”

Cayson gives me a look. “You think Kurt is going to tell them a story where we easily overpowered him and got him away from his ‘own omega’? He’d look like an idiot.”

He has a point. Kurt is a proud asshole, that’s for sure.

“But if there’s any problem,” Ezra says, “we’ll handle it.”

“Now, a game?” Cayson asks, his eyes sparkling.

It’s hard not to blush, even though I know Cayson could flatter a possum. “I’m not very good at stuff like this,” I admit.

Cayson grins. “The nice thing about these kinds of games is that anyone can win. It’s mostly about luck.”

“Luck?” I try to laugh but can’t quite make that happen. “I’m not the luckiest either.”

He grins. “You’ve got us in your bedroom. I’d consider that pretty lucky.”

Ezra meets my gaze. “It’ll be fun. I promise.”

I take a deep breath, even though it feels weird to have them in my bedroom. In our pajamas. With them looking ridiculously fine.

It’s enough to make a girl forget that they’re not really mine.

“Okay, let’s do it then!”

They high five each other in a goofy way that has me laughing. Ezra makes a beeline for the bed, and Cayson sets up the wine on my table, grabs three glasses, and uncorks the bottles. All his movements are smooth, as if he’s practiced this a million times before.

Which, it’s Cayson, so he probably has.

“Aren’t some other omegas going to be sad missing you two tonight?” I tease, but there’s a little bit of curiosity behind my joke.

Yes, they’ve claimed me, but it’s not completely unheard of for alphas to continue messing around with the omegas as they stay at The Selection, still getting to know their mate. The bond is not yet fully formed. It’s rare, yes, but not unheard of. And these two don’t have a true mate…

Ezra lifts a brow. “Like I said, I’m not here looking for an omega.”

“You don’t have to leave with an omega to hang out with one,” I say, flashing him a smile.

He shakes his head. “That’s more of Cayson’s philosophy than mine.”

On one hand, that eases a little of my worry. On the other, I notice how quiet Cayson is being. For some reason, it’d really bother me if Cayson spent his days flirting with me and his nights with the other omegas. I mean… the girls here might even be laughing with each other behind my back, knowing my “mate” is sleeping with them and professing his love for me. Some omegas are just like that. It’s why some alphas and omegas cheat. Although extremely unlikely, it does happen.

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