Heard

Clarissa

It seemed like an eternity that I hid in the cabin, hoping that Beta was long gone. The second Beta, the one who scented as my mate. Scented, not that I accepted him. Nope, that was my beast, not me.

And Beta Two was a different Beta to the one I’d met earlier, Beta One. He was also my mate, according to the beast inside me.

“What the ever-loving fucked-up shit is this?” I bellowed and then hit the floor, hoping Beta Two wouldn’t kick the door down, thinking he was rescuing me.

Names, my leopard insisted.

Not now. Sure, they’d told me their names, but to use them, to personalize the two alphas, made this situation much more real. And I didn’t want that.

My beast harrumphed, saying I was using my heart and not instinct.

It was ironic that he’d been the one who couldn’t settle these past years, had me packing up more times than I could count, and sleeping in my car when it was too wet to camp and I couldn’t find anywhere to stay. I’d been forced to leave friends and communitie