Heat. Alpha. Heat. Alpha.

Those were the only words running through my mind as the day trudged forward. Both of those words stirred up a pool of excitement in my stomach, like my body knew what they meant but my head was slowly coming to understand. Do I ask Grey and Ryker? Or should I keep it to myself?

If I ask them, they will just try and squeeze every little detail out of me, and then realize that Theo is behind all of my worry and try and hurt him. Although he did give me that awful drink, he is still a person and I can't have him getting hurt.

Or is he an Alpha? He said he could be the "third Alpha" if I needed help with my "heat". That obviously means that he has to be an Alpha, and that he knows that Grey and Ryker are also Alpha's.

But what is heat? I think I will just ask Ryker and Grey what that is. They always explain things to me. Hopefully it's not a sexual thing because when they explain things like that to me, it makes me fairly uncomfortable.

Ugh, why did all of this have to happen? My life was completely fine with not knowing anything about wolves or mates and parties. Why did they have to tell me? I mean, it is flattering and it explains so much as to why it's okay for me to have two boyfriends, but everyone else only has one.

But, wait a second! They never really asked me to be their girlfriend! We were just...oh my. Why has this never crossed my mind?

"Baby doll?" I heard a deep whisper in my ear, pulling me from my thoughts. I felt that my eyebrows were furrowed; how long have I been like that?

"What is heat?" I blurted out, turning to look Grey in the eyes. I saw his eyes darken to black before Grey quickly regained control of himself.

"This is not a conversation we should have in public, baby doll." His hand was placed on my leg, drawing little circles on my inner thigh.

"But why?" I asked, getting frustrated and annoyed. They always want things to go their way, they never meet me half way.

Grey leaned in very closely, his breath fanning down my neck as his lips brushed against my ear. "Don't make me bend you over my knee, baby doll, and spank you in front of everyone. Am I clear?" My lower abdomen clenched in need at his words. I bit my lip and nodded my head.

I turned back to my lunch and slowly ate it in silence, my bum tingling at his words. The memory of being spanked was still fresh in my mind. The way he held me over his lap, and the sound of his palm connecting with my skin sent shivers down my spine.

The rest of the day was slow, and uneventful. I tried to steer clear of Kali but she always came right back to my side, talking and talking as if nothing was going on.

How does she not know that her brother is a slimeball?

After school, Grey drove us back to my house. My dad's car was in the driveway, meaning that he was home early from work. I clambered into the house, dropped my bookbag on the ground, and ran to the kitchen where I smelled chocolate chip cookies being made.

I saw my dad standing behind my mom. He had his arms wrapped around her waist, his chin on her shoulder, and they were swaying to the beat of an old tune playing from the record player my dad still has.

"Hi daddy." I breathed out. I missed him. I haven't seen him that much recently.

"Come here, darling." My dad held out his hand. I went over and grasped his hand, where he twirled me around before curling me under his arm, snuggling me into his side.

"I missed my little girl." He placed a kiss on top of my head and I heard faint growls. I decided to ignore them, and wrapped my arms around my dad.

"How was work?" I mumbled, breathing in his scent.

"It was work. How was school? How have you been?" He relaxed his grip on me to look in my eyes before tugging me back into him again. Gosh, I love his hugs.

"It was school. And pretty good." He kissed the top of my head again and I giggled.

"Cookies are done, sweetie." My mom said, pulling them out of the oven and setting them on the counter. My dad released me and swept my mom back into a hug. I observed the two as I grabbed a cookie, trying to fight off Ryker and Grey who were trying to eat all of them.

The way my dad looked at my mom was the exact same way Ryker and Grey looked at me; with the utmost care and love in their eyes. Like they were willing to do anything to see another smile, or hear another laugh. The way my dad gently held her, and kept looking in her eyes...it was like he was falling in love with her all over again.

I smiled, but then it dawned on me. Ryker's parents as well as Grey's parents are werewolves, and they are true mates, and they look at each other the same way that my parents look at each other, and how Ryker and Grey look at me. And I remember my mom telling me before that she "understood the connection between the three of us" and that she knew what Ryker and Grey were going to tell me the other week. In fact, my parents weren't even the least bit shocked!

This must mean...

"No freaking way." I gasped. Everyone turned to look at me, and my cheeks flamed in embarassment.

"What's wrong sweetheart?" My mom asked.

"You guys are...you're...you're werewolves too!" I choked out, dropping my precious cookie. All of these years, and they never told me. I feel like everyone knew, except for me. I was kept in the dark for so long.

"Oh sweetheart." Arms were wrapped around me, but I couldn't focus. Does that mean that I'm going to turn into a furry creature when I'm mad? Why can't I hear my wolf? Is there something wrong with me that I can't hear my wolf?

"You carry the gene, sweetheart, but you aren't actually a werewolf. For some reason, it just never developed in you. It's just the way the Fates wanted it sweetheart, I'm sorry." I looked up and into my mom's eyes, but I knew she was lying. Her eyes always teared up when she was lying because she hated lying to anybody, especially me.

"Mom...please tell me the truth." I whispered, unable to find my voice. Did I want to even know the truth?

She sighed, and grasped my face within her hands, staring into my eyes.

"You...you were made strong enough to bear the children of two Alpha's, and people of such strength emit a strong scent that attracts evil, and power hungry people. We knew of this from the Fates, and as soon as we saw Ryker and Grey, sweetheart, we knew it was true. And we just knew that people would come for you. We couldn't lose you, Holland. You are our own child. So we got rid of your wolf. Doing that made your scent disappear. Holland, sweetheart, we had you in mind. We are so sorry...so so sorry." Tears were streaming down my face but I moved away from her grasp.

"I um...I'm going to, um..." I didn't even finish my sentence. I grabbed another cookie before going upstairs to my room, grabbing Ryker and Grey's hands on the way up.

I finished my cookie as I shut the door, locking it. I sat down on my bed, running my hands through my hair.

They took away my wolf. They took away my fúcking wolf! They ripped away half of me, without even asking me! How dare they? I don't understand why I mean, it just doesn't make any sense to me!

"Beautiful?" I looked up at my two Alphas.

"Distract me."

They didn't hesitate. Ryker pushed me down on the bed, his lips hovering over mine. I groaned and grabbed his shirt, pressing his lips to mine. I felt myself being sat up and placed in Grey's lap as Ryker continued his assault on my mouth. His tongue swirled with mine, sending shivers down my spine as he placed his hands on my hips. I moaned into the kiss, wanting to feel more of him. I tugged at the bottom of his shirt, trying to feel more of his skin.

I finally got his shirt off, and I dug my nails into his back, earning a growl from him. Ryker took off my sweater as Grey ripped off my skirt, throwing the shreds to the floor. I shimmied my hips against Grey's hardened tent, trying to stifle a moan from him, which I succeeded in. I bit Ryker's bottom lip and he growled, resulting in my underwear being ripped from my body.

I moaned as I felt Ryker's fingers by my entrance, playing with my folds.

"Soaking, fúcking wet." Ryker growled as he pushed a finger into me. I let out a sharp cry, clawing at Ryker's back. I was starting to get used to his finger in me, so I rocked my hips.

"Beautiful..." Ryker breathed out as I rocked my hips on his finger, angling my hips to hit a certain spot of me. I cried as my spine erupted into shakes and shivers as I continued rocking my hips to hit that spot.

"So tight...so fúcking tight." Grey placed kisses on my neck, and his hands trailing down my abdomen to toy with my clit.

I couldn't handle it. I was so close. I could feel my orgásm building in my lower stomach as it clenched unbearably.

"Can I...can I cum?" I whined, wildly rocking my hips at a faster pace. Grey matched my pace as I felt a growl build in his chest.

"Cum, you little slút. Cum all over my finger, and show us what a good little slút you can be." I let go at his words as they pushed me forward, and onto cloud nine. I was shaking uncontrollably as tingles ran up and down my spine. I had no control over my leg muscles, or the moans that tumbled from my lips. Ryker held my hips down to the bed until I was able to control myself.

I was staring up into green eyes as he repeatedly brushed a piece of hair behind my face, trying to soothe me. I felt another wave of energy, and probably anger, roll through me.

"Can I blow you now?"

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-abbey