"You know you belong here with me," Caleb whispered in my ear.
A shudder ran down my spine. I wanted to pull away but his voice paralyzed me.
"No!" I snapped, my voice trembling, giving away my fear.
His hands curled around my shoulders. I closed my eyes, the touch so soft and familiar I secretly wanted more even though the mere thought made my stomach turn.

*** 

For five years I tried to outrun the fate someone else chose for me. I avoided Alphas and pack business and kept a low profile. That is, until the mysterious and gorgeous Alpha Loki dragged me back into that world, toying dangerously with my future, and with my heart.

Between Two Alphas is created by Sylvia Conley, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

BETWEEN TWO ALPHAS

“I believe she said she had to go,” Loki growled in Ash’s face. 


Ash gasped and sputtered. His face was turning red, lips blue. He couldn’t breathe. 


“What are you doing!?” I cried. I grabbed Loki’s arm and tried to pull him away from Ash. 


Loki snarled, flicking his raging eyes at me. He snorted but eased up his grip on Ash’s throat. 


Ash coughed and heaved. I could already see his skin bruising from Loki’s choke-hold. He pushed Loki away, rubbing his throat as he sat up on the broken bar. 


“You three better get out of here. I’m calling the cops!” the bartender cried, phone in hand. 


“We better get out of here,” I muttered. I grabbed Ash’s sleeve and pulled him along. 


He kept coughing and gasping like he couldn’t get enough air through his bruised throat. I kept my eyes down, unable to look at Ash or Loki. 


When we were safely outside the bar, I released Ash and glared at Loki. 


Chapter 17: Intervention