Page 85 of Fight between Alphas

“So stubborn” She mutters rubbing her temples.

“Get in the car Lana, he will follow you home and shit hits the fan if he does” She says.

“All this drama, drama drama, you owe me new windows” She says pointing to Drake he nods before his eyes snap to me.

“Come Lana” He says tugging on my arm.

“Will you stop, you ain’t my keeper, now fuck off I have to go home to give a message to my mother anyway” I tell him shaking his hand off.

“No Arial will be delivering the message, I am sorry about this Lana”

“About what?” I ask confused.

“Grab her, she isn’t going to go willingly, and I like my door” She says.

Drake grabs me and I throw my head back and he grunts before I see Aamon opens the passenger door. Drake shoving me in before Aamon grabs my face. His eyes turning black, and I feel this strange sensation roll over me, every muscle in my body relaxing.

“Stop fighting them” He says, and the idea suddenly seems very reasonable, and I find myself nodding. The car starts and he lets go the feeling leaving and I realise he used a glamour on me.

“Doesn’t work on me, I have compulsion too” I tell him.

“I know but it was long enough for him to get in his seat, werewolves such temperamental things” He says thoughtfully.

“I am not a werewolf” I deadpan.

“Hybrid same difference” He says shutting my door. I growl and see him walk off back into the shop along with Avery. Arial looking out the window before I see Ryker step behind her and dropping a hand on her shoulder making her jump, a cruel smile on his lips. I shake my head. Drake pulls away from the curb and I go to grip the door handle.

“Don’t even think of it Lana, I am not in the mood”

“Funny because neither am I” I tell him folding my arms across my chest.

“Don’t see you being attacked by my family, oh that’s right your sister killed mine” He snaps as he goes around the roundabout.

“You father was a prick, no great loss there” I spit at him instantly regretting the words as they left my lips. Drake slams on the brakes and I go flying toward the dash, his hand stopping me from headbutting it as the cars comes to a stop.

He growls spinning in his seat to glare at me. “Fucking say it again Lana” He spits at me, his entire body trembling as fur sprouts from his arms.

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have said that, that was cruel” I tell him realising how nasty that was to say when his father was dead, I knew he loved his father even if he should hate him, it was still his dad. Drake try’s to reign in control, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the steering wheel.

“I’m sorry” I repeat touching his arm when I feel he was still struggling.

“Lana!” He warns, he was losing it and I don’t think it was just what I said but everything finally making him snap, my heart thumping erratically in my chest as we sit on the side of the road, his eyes flickering manically.

“Get out” He says through gritted teeth. At first I thought it was funny considering how much he tried to get me in the car, but when his eyes snapped to me, his canines protruding, I realise he had lost it. Jumping from the car, I slam the door shut just as he shifts. The sound was horrendous as I hear him trashing his car, hear the leather seats being destroyed as Titus takes over.

My phone dinging and I pull it from my pocket when I see my brothers car pull up next to me, the window rolls down on the passenger side. Ryker leans over Arial to speak to me.

“You good, or do I need to get out?” Ryker says looking at the car moving behind me. I look back unable to see in the windows from the dark tint but I could hear Titus growling.

“Nope we good” Arial watching me her eyes darting to my phone before she sends me a wink. I look down at my phone before snorting when I see it is a notification on facebook, saying Ryker changed his profile picture.

“Ring me if you need me” He says, and I nod watching him go. I wait a few more minutes until I hear silence in the car. I open the door, the stuffing from the seats made it look like it was snowing Drake sitting in his seat naked.

I sit in the slide in the seat, pushing the stuffing on the floor some of it spilling out the door and floating away in the breeze.

“I know don’t mention it” He says, his car was completely destroyed even the dash had huge crack in it and the airbag on my side was deployed and had claw marks through it.

“Thank you for not running off with Ryker” he says starting the car. He reaches over the back into the footwell grabbing some pants and slipping them on.

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