In the Alpha’s Arms

“Are you trying
ng to piss me off?
Yes. That was the truth she wouldn’t admit to anyone but herself. She wanted Cole’s attention, craved it like oxygen and now that

she had it again, she wasn’t planning to let it go. She put her phone in the cup holder.
“Well, the tournaments are a really good time. Sometimes we go to the human ones and sometimes we go to the wolfier ones,”
he waggled his brow, This one is going to be full of wolves from all over the west coast, maybe sonje Midwest, I love these
things: the food, the fun, the parties, the
women...”
Lita’s face flushed as he cut a glance at her and looked back away. What was she actually doing? This was wrong but somehow
right. She shouldn’t be leading Brody on. She shouldn’t be fucking with Cole’s feelings. Logically Lita knew that, understood that
this was playing with fire. But when was the last time she had control over anything? When was the last time a man was doing as
she said?
It wasn’t about the men. It was about her. She needed control. She needed to be able to say when and where and how high. She
needed to be the one to say who. Not her mother, not some wolf mate bond. Not Brian or her fears. She needed to bring the old
Lita back. The one who had a big brother and who had a good time when they hung out. The one who could light up a party and
get everyone taking shots. The one who felt at least comfortable in her own skin, which she hadn’t in a long, long time. That Lita
wasn’t gone, she was just missing and it was time to find her.
“Anyway, I think you’ll have a lot of fun.”