Caught by the Alphas
It's not made of metal, that's for sure- no metal looks as shiny and old as silver.
"Mom's a cat; that's why this shit doesn't burn," he explains as if he can read my mind. What the actual fuck?
"What's your name?" The other voice is deeper, louder, and more demanding.
I assume this is the eldest brother- he has a more dominant aura than the rest, and frankly, the guy is much bigger than his brothers. One look at him is enough to understand that this guy is the Alpha of the Alphas.
"Angus," I reply, probably with less confidence than I should in a situation like this. I may be restrained and hurt, but showing weakness to men like these two might come at a price I'm not willing to pay.
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