Caught by the Alphas

Sarah pov The vicious howls and growls follow me. One mistake, and they'll catch up with me- then, I'll be slaughtered by the pack.  I push my body forward, nearly falling over a log in my way. "Damn," I hiss to myself. This is precisely what's going to kill me- inattentiveness and carelessness. Maybe I blame these things for what I did, but I'm already too deep in trouble to regret it.  How was I supposed to know he's the Alpha? The man looks just like the asshole of a cheater that broke my best friend’s heart. About an hour ago, I made the biggest mistake of my life, and the attempt to escape is the only way out of the shitstorm I caused.

Sarah pov If my best friend was near me now, he'd claim I was suicidal to climb down the tree, right into the arms of a shifter. Not just any other shifter, but a werewolf Alpha. Literally the worst of the whole kind.  Since luck hasn't been on my side for a while, it's not on my side now. I lose my grip on the branch.  Anyone, literally anyone, would have their instincts kick in, but it wouldn't be me if something like that happened. Instead of reaching for another branch, I squeeze my eyes shut and let my body fall.  I expect a wave of pain to shoot through my body the moment it collides with the ground, but that doesn't happen. Instead, a pair of strong arms hold me against a rock-hard chest. 

Sarah pov Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Not only is the Alpha, of all people, holding me captive, but he seems to understand when I'm lying. God damn it, whatever leftovers of luck I had- they all left me. May the odds forever be against me.  I take a few deep breaths, contemplating if speaking up is worth the risk I take by coming clean with a damn wolf.  He doesn't take my silence well- Luka leans to my neck, runs his tongue over my skin, and whispers, "Don't worry, kitten, I have a few ideas on how to get you to talk. You're not getting out of here."  The only thought that crosses my mind is to push him away, but Luka's grip on me is worse than that of an anaconda's. He suffocates me as he holds me so flush ag

Lazarus pov I notice her as soon as she enters the pub. It's the first time I've seen her, but a woman like her can't pass by unnoticed. God damn it, since when a Goddess like her roams around a pack like this?  The skimpy red dress hugs her curves perfectly, and the length of it begs for me to drag her into the office and bend her over the table.  Her body freezes as I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her back against my chest, but after a few seconds, she relaxes.  "Well, hello there, hot stuff," I whisper near her ear.  She ignores my greeting and closes her eyes, only to continue dancing. She presses her ass against my crotch an

Lazarus pov Even before my hands get a proper feeling of her body, the whole place smells like sex and candy. The sweet scent of her skin reminds me of coffee, mints, and early winter mornings. The scent is intoxicating, inviting even, and when I add the intense aroma of her arousal, I think I have fallen from heaven, died and gone straight back to heaven. Funny, a heathen like me trapped in heaven. I expect resistance, a fierce struggle, but the darling in my arms melts as quickly as my self-control. Her breaths come in sharp pants, and I'm sure she hadn't noticed how easily her body yields to me. Her hips sway to the rhythm of the music; her round ass grinds against me with such force that I feel like my cock is about to find its own voice and growl like an animal. God, how long has it been since I last touched a woman? The last ti