Page 31 of Fight between Alphas

“Looking” I tell him, he looks down at her before walking over and snooping with me. I find a bottle of sleeping pills and show Drake. He reads the back of them and I also find ant-idepressants which I thought was odd. Drake raises his eyebrows when I hold them out to him. He places them back in her oversized handbag before pulling out what looks like a long purple bullet about the size of my palm.

“What’s this?” He says holding it up before it starts vibrating and he nearly drops it, only just catching it before it hits the ground.

“How do I turn it off?” He whisper yells as it vibrates in his hand. I take it from him turning the dial on the bottom, cutting it off.

“Not so innocent after all” I mutter while Drake stares at me clueless when I remember he only has brothers.

“It’s a vibrator fool” I tell him, and his eyes widen before a smirk creeps on his face.

“Naughty girl” he says, looking at her sleeping peacefully wiggling his eyebrows. I nudge him in the ribs, and he grunts at the impact. I place everything back in her bag, which gave no more answers than we already had, if anything raised more questions. I could tell Archer felt a little uneasy, his guilt also hitting him.

“Do you think she would be angry if we climbed in with her?” Drake asks.

“I was going to anyway, she is our mate” I shrug, I climb in beside her tucking the blanket around her when Drake pulls the blanket back beside me.

“I thought you wanted to lay with her”

“I do, but if she wakes up angry, she will hit you not me” He chuckles and I move her over so he can fit beside me, his body heat pressing into my back when he chucks his arm across waist.

“Shut up, and don’t say anything. I like snuggling” He mutters and I shake my head at him before falling asleep.

Chapter19

Lana POV

Opening my eyes, I was not in the room I fell asleep in, I was also very aware of the body pressed against mine and the warmth their skin offered. Rolling over I find Tate, he rolls onto his back and I lay my head on his chest, tingles spreading along my cheek and across my arms as I snuggle into his warmth.

I notice Drake laying beside him snoring softly, Tate moves, and I can feel through the bond that he is awake, as his mind comes alert to his surroundings and me laying on top of him. I half expected him to move me off him after last night, but instead he plays with my hair that is scattered over his arm and chest. I prop my chin on his chest looking up at him.

“What time did you two get home?”

“Not sure” He says brushing my hair behind my ear.

“Are you still mad at me?” I ask. Tate shakes his head leaning forward and kissing my head.

“No, not mad. I was”- He doesn’t finish what he was going to say instead looks to Drake asleep beside him.

“I didn’t mean, I didn’t want to mark you” I tell him, and he looks back at me, his eyes darkening, and I could feel his anger resurfacing before he shoves it back down.

“Then what did you mean?” He asks his voice coming off harsher than I think he intended.

“That you would be stuck with me, tied to me even if you get bored of me and no longer want me” I tell him. His brows furrow and he lets out a breath.

“That won’t happen Lana, you’re bonded to us we won’t be able to throw you away even if we wanted to”

“I just thought that if you got bored you would regret being marked by me because you can’t break a mate bond once marked” I tell him.

“No, I will never regret being marked by you, I want to mark you, but I can wait” He says.

Drake stirs sitting up on his elbow before rubbing his eyes and looking at us.

“What are you two talking about?” He asks sleepily.

“About yesterday, Lana thought we would get bored of her and we would regret her marking us” Tate answers.

“Why would you think that?” Drake asks, laying back down on his back.

“Because you can’t break a mate bond, what if I am not what you want?” I tell him.

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