Page 6 of Little Red and Her Creatures of Chaos
“What?” she asks in confusion.
“You fucking heard me. Every bit of fucking money you’ve stolen from her, I want it returned. If you steal from her again, this conversation will go a lot different.”
I know Nash and Bryce have stepped out in wolf form when her eyes widen. I step to the side and turn around. Nash steps closer, towering over us. His eyes are glowing, and his lips peel back from his teeth, a growl rumbling up his chest.
“Wha…what…what is that?” Rebecca asks, trying to run, but I grab her arm to stop her. Bryce walks closer until his snout is almost touching her nose, and he snarls, licking his canines. “Oh my God.”
“Are you going to leave Radley alone?” I ask. Her wide eyes are still on the giant wolves standing in front of her. “Answer me.”
“Y…yes.”
“You’ll return her money?”
“Yes!”
“Get the fuck out of my face.” I let her arm go. “Or the next time, I won’t keep them on such a short leash.”
Rebecca takes off running, tripping in her haste to get away. I hear Bryce bark and know that he’s laughing. His form shimmers, and he’s back in his naked human form. “That’s always fun.” Nash turns his massive wolf head and sniffs Bryce’s hair, making his curls fly everywhere. “Hey! Stop that, or I’ll ride you like a fucking horse.”
I snort. “Like he’ll care when your bare dick is anywhere near him.”
Bryce grins. “I’d rather have his bare dick near me.”
Nash shifts back to human and starts advancing on Bryce. Bryce laughs and takes off through the woods, Nash right behind him. Even in human form, we’re fast, and our senses are heightened. They are magnified times a thousand when we’re wolves. I listen to Bryce’s laughter and pinpoint his location inseconds. I take off, running parallel to him as fast as I can to catch up. Before he reaches where they left their clothes, I slide out in front of him. His eyes widen, and he whirls around just to come face-to-face with Nash.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I ask when he turns back to me. Our packs mate with each member in every sense of the word. Since Bryce is our beta, he loves every fucking second of it.
“Oh shit,” he breathes when Nash steps up behind him, locking his arms around his waist.
“Why are you so hard, Baby beta?” Nash asks, tightening his hold.
“I like it when you chase me,” Bryce answers, unashamed. “Why are you?”
Nash’s eyes start glowing red, and he lowers his head to Bryce’s ear. Nash is six-seven, and Bryce barely reaches six-two. I topped out at six-five when Nash continued to grow. “Because of you.”
“Are you sure it’s not because of a certain redhead?” Bryce quips, reaching back and grabbing Nash’s massive thighs.
I step closer until Bryce’s cock is trapped between our bodies. “How bad do you want her, Little beta?”
“So bad.”
“I think it’s time we step things up. We need to make her realize she’s ours,” I declare.
“Fuck,” Bryce says. “Please.”
I take a step back and pull my shirt over my head. Bryce’s eyes track the movement when my hands go to my jeans. I jerk them down with my boxers and kick them off with my boots. My socks come off last until I’m finally naked. “Tell your alpha how bad you want him.”
“Please, Alpha. I want you so fucking bad.”
“Are you desperate for my cock, Little beta?”
“Yes,” Bryce hisses when Nash sinks his teeth into his neck, marking him. It’s in the exact same spot Nash marked him all those years ago when he claimed him for our pack. The scar is still there and is a constant reminder of how lucky we were when Bryce moved to town.
“What about me, Baby beta?”
“Always.” I move to the side, and Nash pushes Bryce forward.
“Good,” Nash says.
