I WON'T BE YOURS, ALPHAS

Two

Eva

I didn’t remember leaving the principal’s office.

One minute, the ghosts of my past were standing there, real, flesh and bone, and the next, I was running.

Down the hallway, past the portraits, past the golden life I built for myself in their absence.

I kicked the bathroom door open and ran into the last stall at the far edge of the bathroom, and locked the door tight, my hands trembling as I struggled to hold it together.

But I couldn’t.

I couldn’t. I lifted the lid and climbed onto the toilet, curling up into a ball as the walls started closing in. My hands were trembling like I was fifteen again, back when no one could save me.

Three years.

Three years since we buried every last piece of them.

Three years since I shut every memory of them away forever.

My heart pounded endlessly. I could barely breathe. I pressed a hand against my chest like it would stop the panic.

They couldn’t be here. They were not supposed to be anywhere but the werewolf prison for troubled wolves. Father made sure of it. So they could pay for them, causing the mother’s death. I always hated them for their torment. Triplet alpha boys who thought it was fun to pick on and constantly bully the little beta’s daughter.

But after they killed my mother, I knew they had to go forever. And I helped Father make that happen. And in their absence, I finally found my place.

So why… why were they here? They had at least seventy years of jail time, so why were they free?

They killed my mother. Father saw them. I saw them in that video. They didn’t deserve to be free. But they were. Why? Oh my f*****g Goddess, why?

“Oh, Evangeline.”

My blood curled as that voice came from behind the bathroom door, and I slapped a hand over my mouth to muffle the harsh breathing sounds I was making.

“Hiding in a bathroom stall?” Kade’s mocking voice came in through the door. “Some things never change, do they?” He kicked the main door open, and I gasped, remembering those days when they stopped at nothing to torment me in school before they were locked up. Many pranks, many days of eating my lunch in the bathroom.

Many days of being weak. Guess we were back to that? Not on my watch.

“Oh, Evangeline, come on out, darling. We just want to talk.” Riven’s words, as playful and harmless as they always seemed, were filled with cruelty.

He loved to mess with his victims in a manner that felt comforting, the pain was the most because you wouldn’t see it coming.

Kade was different. He was just cruel.

Lucien was cold. Cold, unfeeling monster.

“Found you.” His voice reached my ears, but before I could register it, the door flung wide open. I gasped as his hand instantly shot out and griipped me by the neck I choked, my legs kicking as Lucian lifted me off the toilet seat and the next thing i registered being my back hitting the tiled walls, hard, and Lucien’s dark eyes pierced into mine, dark and angry as he drained the air out of me.

“I should kill you,” he said, low and calm.

He didn’t say it like a threat.

He said it like a fact.

“You know what’s interesting?” Riven’s voice drawled lazily. “She didn’t scream. Three years ago, she would’ve been sobbing by now. Maybe our little Angel grew some fangs.”

“Don’t call me that,” I spat, my voice finally returning. It came out cracked and harsh, a little fear in it, but I hoped they didn't pick up on it.

Lucian’s eyes didn’t leave me. “You put us away.”

“I should have buried you,” I said through clenched teeth. “Each of you bastards.”

For a moment, no one spoke.

And then Riven laughed.

“What a sight,” Kade spoke up from behind Lucien, and my blood boiled. I hated him the most, and as his eyes clashed with mine, I made sure he saw it.

He did, and he had an equal amount of hatred in his too. “I underestimated you, Evangeline. I never knew you had guts. I almost didn't believe it when you spoke on the stand. When you told those filthy lies without so much of a stutter.”

He gestured for Lucien to drop me. Lucien gave me a drier glare, squeezing harder for a second, thinking I might black out, but finally dropped me on my feet, where I greedily clawed for oxygen as my legs gave out and I fell onto the bathroom floor.

“I thought you were innocent. But I saw you for what you are. His steps stopped in front of me, and he crouched so that he was face to face with me.

His deep, empty eyes scanned my face, the hate radiating off of him as he reached for my jaw, holding harshly.

“A liar. A coward. A manipulative little snake.” He hissed, his grip digging into my jaw painfully. I struggled to pull away, but he just held on harder. “You locked us up in that hellhole without a single thought, Evangeline. Do you know how much we suffered?”

“Clearly not Enough!” I spat in his face.

Lucien growled behind us, but I was focused on Kade’s darkening gaze.

“You–”


 Kade’s voice cut off as my spit landed on his cheek. “Murderer.”


Then his fingers dug deeper into my jaw, and I bit back a scream.


 “You haven’t changed one bit,” he said coldly, wiping his face with the back of his hand. “Still pathetic. Still looking for someone to save you.”
 He stood and delivered a swift kick to my side that knocked the air out of me.

I curled tighter, wheezing.

“Enough,” Riven snapped, his voice razor-sharp, a contrast to his mocking persona. “This wasn’t the plan.”


 “She needs to remember,” Kade said. “She needs to understand that actions have consequences.”


 “Oh, I understand,” I croaked, lifting my head, blood staining my lip. “That you’re still the same little boys, pretending to be Alphas.”

Kade smirked. “I see you've built a life for yourself here.” He started, the airiness in his voice turning my blood ice. “Your pictures are all around the wall. Running for head of council. School president. Queen bee.” he bit down on the bee word. “A far cry from the little beta’s daughter, Luna Queen.”

I glared hard at him. “It's easy to become something when you bastards are gone. You should have stayed that way.”

Riven chuckled. “Do you know why we are here, little Angel?” he c****d his head as I stared at him silently. “No?” He raised a brow. “Maybe Kade should spell it out for you.”

“We are here to ruin your life, sweetie.” Kade gave a blood-curdling smile. “We are here to ruin this little perfect life you've created one by one, like tearing off the wings of a butterfly. Till you can't recognize what's left.”

“We’re going to take everything from you, Evangeline,” he whispered. “Piece by piece. Friend by friend. Title by title.”

I clenched my jaw, refusing to let him see the fear coursing through me, I may combust from it.

“You’ll wish we never got out,” Lucien added from behind, his voice dead. “You’ll wish you had killed us when you had the chance.”

“I still might,” I whispered.

Riven’s grin widened like he was impressed. I have come away from being a weakling, and they could see it. “There she is. Our little fighter.” He crouched beside Kade, resting his chin on his fist as he studied me like I was a puzzle. “Too bad it’s going to make breaking you so much more… fun.”

“You won’t get away with this,” I said, wiping blood from my lip, forcing my legs to straighten, even if every muscle protested beneath me. “Not this time.”

Kade stood slowly. “No, darling. We already have. You just don’t know it yet.”

The three of them turned toward the door, giving me final looks, and just like that, they were gone. They were here for me.

I was left crumpled on the floor, trembling but not defeated.

Not yet.

I sucked in a sharp breath, forcing my lungs to expand through the pain. They wanted a war?

They just started one.

I fished my phone out of my bag and dialed the one number I didn't want to call.

“They are out, Father.”