Captured by the Heavens Alphas

CYRUSCyrus couldn't contain his wolfish grin as the woman he'd followed into the woods snapped a curse to rival any sailor's.Her hair was repeatedly getting snagged on the brambles and she had leaves in her hair. She looked like a feral nymph. But despite the leaves and thorns there was no denying she was gorgeous. Creamy skin, rich dark hair that glowed mahogany in the waning winter light. Gorgeous, and suspicious.She wasn't moving like she was taking a stroll through the woods for pleasure. No, her gait was much too furtive. And if she was here for a pleasant stroll, he couldn't imagine she'd be doing it through the thickest most impenetrable area of the forest. The way she kept looking around her like she was worried someone was watching what she was doing even though no one was out there was strange as well. Well, to be fair, he was out there watching, but she didn't know that. But as far as he could tell, she wasn't doing anything illicit. So why the strange behavior?It wa

HOLLY“Excuse me?!” Holly's shriek was so shrill it startled several birds above them. They burst into a cacophony of wings and chirps.The stranger's face cracked into a sharp smile. With dimples. Her dark brows dropped impossibly lower over her face as she took in his smile. She was ready to scratch his eyes out. Little killer indeed.“Ah, don't be like that,” he cajoled. The sound she made was more wolf than girl. She could feel her wolf straining to come out. To bite this suave prick. But she couldn't. She couldn't let anyone see. Her dagger was one thing. She could always claim she stole it. No one would mistake her wolf form for anything but what it was.“No, really. Look up,” he crooned. Daring to touch her, he lifted her chin with a single finger so she could see the bushel of mistletoe right above her head.If anything, she glared even harder. “Are you serious? You suspect me of plotting something nefarious and then instead of alerting everyone you ask for a kiss? Or are yo

HOLLYHolly was running late. That stupid kiss had fried her brain and taken up much more time than she'd realized. And then she'd had to collect the berries from the undergrowth in the failing light. She hadn’t found them all. She just hoped she would have enough for all four of her targets. At this rate she'd be lucky to get there in time to serve the stupid Alphas, let alone slip the berries into the wine while no one was looking. She pushed through another bramble and went ever faster. She could see the lights from the bonfires ahead.She broke out of the tree lime and quickly ran towards the packhouse. There was no one in the courtyard this late, everyone was off getting ready for the feast.She took the packhouse stairs two at a time, down into the basement where the unmated omegas had their rooms. She could hear lively music coming from one of the rooms, and livelier moans coming from another. Someone had gotten lucky tonight. If they were really lucky maybe their lover was th

HOLLYFuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.Holly stared in horror at the mess of wine and berries on the floor, seeping away from her like the blood in her face.Fuck. Shit. Hell. “YOU WOLFLESS PIECE OF SHIT. LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE DONE!”She looked up and met the eyes of her furious Alpha. He was half out of his chair and spitting with anger. She began to stutter an apology, hoping he was just angry about the mess. That he didn't notice what exactly was in the jug.She wasn't that lucky.A gasp sounded behind her and her shoulders tightened up to her ears. Don't say it don't say it don't-“Those berries are mistletoe!”Goddess dammit. Holly glanced over her shoulder at the female beta who'd announced to the whole room her plan. It was Veronica. Of fucking course it was.Veronica was always trying to stir shit. She loved to make the omegas’ lives hell, most of all Holly. “She tried to kill the King!” Veronica screeched, like she just had to make sure that everyone in the room made the connect

Chapter TenLUCAS“What the fuck, Cyrus? Lashes?!”The door had barely closed behind them before Sorin was on Cyrus, pushing his brother against a wall with a dangerous gleam in his eye. Cyrus’s head gave a hard thunk where it bounced against the wood of the door but he didn’t seem bothered. Instead he just shot Sorin a smug smile that only served to engage him further.Sorin growled, eyes flashing. Lucas could tell his wolf was close to the surface. The display was making his own wolf antsy and on edge. The last thing they needed was a brawl between them. Especially in foreign territory where anyone could see.They fought like cats and dogs, had done so since they were pups, but never in public where someone could see. In public they always backed each other up and they always always were on the same page.That’s what made Cy’s actions with this girl, this omega, so stunning. Lucas wasn’t ready to throw down with Cyrus over her, not yet at least, but he didn’t understand what Cy was