Resisting the Alpha Triplets by Cara Anderson

Ch. 25 I Don’t Care

Colton’s POV

Fucking torture! That’s what the entire day had been. The minute Mallory walked in the house my wolf had been on edge. Even in my office with the door closed, he could pick up her scent from three floors down. Every delicious, mouthwatering note of her fragrance.

Then there was the sound of her laughter. That musical lilt that never failed to make my heart sing and my cock ache. Kai was riding me hard, jealous of his brothers and pushing me to join them.

I couldn’t say I blamed him. I was jealous too. But I pushed back, refusing to be led by my oversexed wolf. Until I couldn’t refuse anymore.

“Okay! I’ll go see what they’re up to. But we’re just looking!” I bargained. ” We weren’t invited and I’m not going to invite myself to join like some loser!”

“Not good enough!” Kai rumbled. ”

Need to taste her again!”

“We can’t and you know it! I committed to Darcy and I will not betray her trust!” I argued.

Kai bared his fangs at me, not liking my response. It was the same fight we’d had on the daily since the night I went to Mallory’s house and kissed her senseless. My wolf had only craved more of her ever since. I spent most of my time shoving out the memories he flashed through my head just to keep from turning into a drooling mess.

Still, the sweet sugar of her lips, the silk of her tongue sliding against mine, the tantalizing sound of her little gasps as I devoured her, it all haunted me.

The tingles under my fingertips as I trailed them over the soft skin of her thighs, the feel of them wrapped around my waist, spreading her open for me as I pressed my rock-hard cock against her warm pussy.

Fuck! I shifted in my chair, trying to relieve the pressure on my swollen shaft. I gripped the edge of my desk, my claws piercing the wood to hold myself in place. Every cell in my body begged me to go to her, to pull her into my arms and kiss her until she had no doubt who she belonged to. If only I’d known I was fighting a losing battle.

Even as I rose from my desk and headed to my office door, I knew it was a bad idea. Every time Mallory was within my sight, everything else slipped away.

There was only her and the infuriating need for her that I couldn’t seem to overcome. It was like I devolved into madness, no longer in control of my own will. It was exasperating! Yet I thirsted for her all the same.

The closer I got to the kitchen, the thicker her enticing scent hung in the air. My wolf was salivating, rearing back on his hind legs, ready to pounce. But I refused to enter the room, to let him within arm’s reach of her.

Instead, I lurked in the hallway like some creepy stalker, drinking in the view. Mallory was wearing a short red babydoll dress that perfectly complimented her tan skin and made her legs look incredible. She threw her head back, laughing at my brothers’ antics, but all I could see was the smooth column of her neck, bared to me and begging for my teeth to sink into it.

“Yes! Do it!” Kai latched onto that thought and urged me forward. I had already taken a step when I caught myself.

“She doesn’t even have a wolf yet! It’s fucking illegal!” I admonished him. ” We’d be thrown in prison, leaving only our dumbass brother’s to run the pack and never see Mallory again.”

“Soon.” Kai purred smugly.

“”Oww!” Mal yelped as Cary swatted her ass with a dish towel. “Watch it, Collins! Payback is a bitch!”

Her pained cry had snapped me out of the trance I’d been in but only sent my mind reeling in another inappropriate direction. All I could think about was that perfect round peach I’d seen so often in her tight workout pants. But this time naked and turning red from my hand while she made those same little sounds.

“Fuck!”I muttered under my breath, stalking down the hall and away from her before I could no longer stop myself from bending her over a chair and fucking her raw.

“Running away, brother?” Cary’s voice entered my head as I made my retreat. ” Why don’t you just come in and join us instead of hiding in the shadows?”

“You know, if you’d actually take that stick out of your ass and actually admit you want her, you could be in here with us, drowning in her fucking intoxicating scent and hearing the little mewling sounds she makes when you slide up next to her.” Clay added, sounding like an infatuated teenager.

“Fuck off! Both of you!” I snarled. “If you wanted me there, you would have asked me to join you in the first place.”

“Somebody sounds jealous, don’t you think brother?” Cary taunted.

“Oh yeah, that fucker’s green with envy.” Clay agreed quickly. “Should have told us you were interested instead of holding on to the Darcy excuse for dear life. Don’t worry though. When Mal asked about you we explained how you were banned from using the stove after trying to burn the place to the ground last time.”

“You’re such a fucking little shit, Clay!” I hurled back. “Wait! Did she ask about me?”

I turned on a dime, bee-lining it for the kitchen. Just the possibility that she might have wanted me there had me flinging all rational thought right out the damn window. I suddenly had tunnel vision and she was the light at the end of it. But when I got there, it was too late to stop my idiot brother from ruining any chance I had to enjoy her smiles.

“… Tell me, darling. When you finally give in and realize you’re ours, which one of us are you going to let claim your virginity? Colton doesn’t deserve it for denying his feelings for you for so long…”

My wolf rumbled out a low growl at Cary’s words. But it was Mallory’s reply that really gave me pause.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“You had the opportunity to take my fragile teenage heart and treat it with kindness, gentleness. But instead, you used every opportunity you could find to destroy my self-confidence…”

Fuck! None of us deserved her! My brothers were undeniably assholes, but I wasn’t any better. In fact, I was worse. I told myself I was setting an example by giving up my playboy ways, choosing a woman who would make a perfect Luna, and committing myself to her and our pack. But what I’d really done was turn a blind eye to the girl I’d convinced myself wasn’t good enough despite the pull I felt to her, and let her fall victim to my brothers’ immature and hurtful attempts to get her attention.

I wanted to move, to go hide in my office and rethink all my life decisions and drown in my own guilt, but my legs wouldn’t cooperate. So when Mal came barreling around the corner, I was powerless to get out of her way, her small body slamming into my much larger frame. It was instinct that had me wrapping my arms around her to keep her from falling backward, but I had no excuse for holding her against me so much longer than necessary.

As soon as I set her back on her feet, keeping my hands on her shoulders to steady her, I missed the feel of her warm body pressed along the length of mine. Instead, I contented myself with the tiny sparks firing off under my fingertips. I sucked in a shaky breath and fought with everything I had not to dip my head and suck her plush bottom lip between mine.

“Thanks.” She said in a hushed, almost shy tone.

Her doe-eyed stare captivated me, the starburst of gold in her hazel eyes swirling with untold emotions that I wanted to dive into until I deciphered every single one. She looked fucking adorable with a fleck of flour on her nose. I wanted to brush it off, run my finger along her soft skin, but I held back. It would only embarrass her further.

So with a disappointed sigh, I stepped aside, my eyes trailing after her as she hurried away. I only waited for the front door to slam shut before turning back to my brothers.

“What the fuck were you thinking, saying that shit to her?” I lashed out, pouring all my pent up frustration into the reprimand. “I would have thought you learned something in the last two years! Can’t you see she’s not that same meek little girl anymore. All your cocky bullshit got you back then was her hate and distrust. But now, this version of Mallory, she’ll eviscerate you for that shit!”

“Yeah, obviously.” Clay groaned, clearly gutted by Mal’s tirade.

“All you managed to accomplish with your narcissistic waste of breath was to push her straight into Nathan’s arms. He’s already her fucking hero and you just reminded her exactly why she should choose him over you. In fact, after the rubbish you just spewed, she may have left here a virgin but I’d be damn shocked if she still is after tonight!”

My wolf roared in my head and my brothers’ eyes turned pitch black, their wolves growling in rage at my words. But Cary quickly shoved Roan back, knowing he’d lost all right to be angry.

“Fuck! You think I don’t fucking know how bad I messed up?” He rounded on me, fists clenched against the urge to throw a punch my direction. “I don’t fucking know why I say that shit, self- sabotage or some shit. I just want her so fucking bad and I know she’s too good for me. It eats away at me until I end up doing something stupid instead of telling her how I really feel.”

“Why the fuck do you care anyway, Colt?” Clay challenged. “What the fuck are you even doing here? I thought you only had eyes for Darcy and if there’s one thing I can say for certain, Mallory sure the fuck isn’t her. There is no fucking comparison. So I’ll ask you again. Why the fuck do you care?”

I clenched my teeth and balled my fists tight, my knuckles blanching white against the need to throw a punch of my own. I couldn’t say out loud what I knew to be true. That I wanted Mallory more than I wanted my next breath. That I’d made a fucking cluster of the last two years of my life and wished I could take it all back.

Because that would make me a liar and a hypocrite. And as a future Alpha, that was something I just couldn’t be. So I didn’t say any of that. Instead, I said what had to be true, even if I didn’t believe it anymore.

“I don’t fucking care!”

And I walked away.