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105. My Own Worst Enemy (Luke POV)
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Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 106. (Clay POV)
We finally made it back to the pack house. As we pulled up, the healer was waiting, syringe in hand, ready to administer something to keep Luke under while they worked on his arm. Trevor and I carefully carried him into the med bay, Luke's body occasionally twitching and fighting against the drowsiness.Once inside, the healer instructed us to secure Luke to the bed. "We can't have him thrashing about," he said, his tone clinical but not unkind. We fastened his legs and his uninjured arm, ensuring he wouldn't injure himself further during the procedure.As the healer manipulated the broken bone back into place, Luke let out a blood-curdling scream, even through the meds. It was a sound that cut straight to the heart, raw and painful. He didn't wake, but he clearly felt it on some level.Beside me, Lexi nearly crumpled, her body trembling with each of Luke's muffled cries. I knew she didn't want my touch, but hell, I couldn't stand there and do nothing. I wrapped my arms around her, pu
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 107. Good Spot (Lexi POV)
Seeing Luke lose it in the parking lot was heart-wrenching. I had only wanted to help, to be the calm in his storm, but he screamed in my face, telling me to back off. Kyla's hands pulled me away, and I watched, helpless, as Luke lunged at Trevor. Clay grabbed his arm, and then the sickening sound of Luke's bone cracking filled the air. He was like a wild animal, a torrent of pain and anger, thrashing against everything and everyone, even himself.When Clay knocked him out, a mix of relief and anger surged within me. I understood why Clay did it, but seeing them resorting to physical force to subdue one another was jarring and painful.Now, in the bath, with Luke awake and clumsily joining me, clothes and all, water spilled everywhere. But in that moment, none of it mattered. I needed him close, needed to feel that he was still Luke, that this aggressive, pained version of him wasn't permanent.I nearly laughed when Clay jokingly warned Luke about getting his cast wet. The cast was al
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 108. Gallery (Luke POV)
Swinging my legs out of the truck, my boots hit the concrete with more force than I had intended. The withdrawal was deep this time, each moment a battle, but I welcomed it. The pain and the struggle were necessary to get to the other side. For the first time, I felt an absolute resolve to quit. I sensed the bottom approaching, and I was terrified of hitting it. I hoped, desperately, that she'd keep me afloat long enough for me to find my footing in this new, terrifyingly sober world. Lexi grabbed my hand, pulling me upright. I made a show of it, pretending she helped more than she did. Emotionally, she was the strongest person I knew. Physically, though, her small frame sometimes worried me, especially when she put herself between me and what she perceived as danger. As we walked to the gallery, her arm around my waist, Clay trailed behind, his gaze sharp and protective. It killed me to see him so wary around me with Lexi. I hated that my actions had caused this, that he felt he n
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 109. (Clay POV)
The buzz of excitement was high as I prepared to give Lexi the tattoo. It wasn't just about the ink but about marking a permanent bond between us three. I was eager to take Lexi to the gallery, to properly show her my world. The last time she was there, the circumstances had been far from ideal – it was the day she brought Luke in for the first time. This time would be different, a real introduction to the space that meant so much to me.But then, I remembered the damn mural in the bathroom back at the studio. I grabbed an extra trashcan from the back, hoping it would keep Luke from venturing in there. I had no idea how I'd explain that one if he did.As we settled in the studio, it wasn't long before Luke was heading for the bathroom. "Lexi, stay here," I said, seeing the concern flash in her eyes. "Don't worry, it's nothing bad. I hope anyway."After explaining to Luke that the mural was a product of my own withdrawal, we headed back out. I started tattooing Lexi's thigh, the needle
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 110. (Lexi POV)
Luke's awe was clear as Clay finished my tattoo, his skilled hands bringing to life the intricate design we'd agreed upon. It was more than ink on skin; it was a symbol of our intertwined lives, our shared journey. The art was so quintessentially us, capturing the essence of our bond in bold, swirling lines and shaded crescents.As Clay began working on Luke's tattoo, situating it on the curve of his calf muscle, I pulled Luke closer, letting his head rest in my lap. The intimacy of the moment, the proximity to Luke while Clay etched a matching symbol into his skin, felt surreal. There was a playful banter in the air, light and teasing, as I ran my fingers through Luke's hair."Ow, easy there, Clay," Luke joked, wincing slightly as the needle buzzed against his skin.I couldn't help but chuckle. "You're not exactly the tough guy you pretend to be, are you?" I teased, watching his expression shift between discomfort and pride.Clay, focused yet part of our playful exchange, handed me a
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 111. (Luke POV)
Emerging from the grip of withdrawal felt like stepping out of a prolonged, oppressive darkness into the the sun. Each day unfolded like a delicate petal, revealing a touch more clarity, a shade less discomfort, and a gradual strengthening of both body and soul. This journey back to myself was painstakingly slow, a path marked by frustration and impatience, but with each passing moment, I sensed the essence of who I once was piecing back together, bit by bit.Lexi's perception of this transformation was unmistakable. Her gazes lingered, filled with a deep emotion that hadn't been there before. Her smiles radiated a warmth, an unspoken acknowledgment of the change she was witnessing. The way she looked at me spoke volumes; it was an evolving dance of glances, each one revealing her growing attraction to this reborn version of me – the Luke who once carried an air of confidence, who could draw laughter effortlessly, who stood unwavering in the face of life's challenges.One evening, ne
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 112. Shared Nature (Luke POV)
The days that unfurled leading up to the full moon ceremony were like navigating through a stormy sea of emotions. Each day was a clash of feelings, a whirlwind that left me feeling unsettled and restless. The most jarring wave came crashing down when Trevor, my own brother, and Kyla, his partner, expressed a desire that took me aback – they wanted to be marked at the same ceremony as Lexi, Clay, and me. This revelation stirred a deep turmoil within me, a complex tangle of resistance and discomfort that I couldn't easily shake off. It wasn’t that I begrudged Trevor and Kyla their own moment of commitment. But this ceremony – it was meant to be a sacred seal on the bond between Lexi, Clay, and me. It was our moment to sanctify the union of our souls, a ritual marking our journey and struggles, our love, and resilience. The idea of sharing this intimate event felt like it would somehow lessen the profound significance it held for us. With a heavy heart, I found myself voicing my concer
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 113. Grey (Luke POV)
The day Professor Gray arrived unannounced at our doorstep, unease immediately enveloped our home. His presence, though not unusual, always seemed to foreshadow significant news, and this time, there was a discernible tension in the air, a sense of impending revelation that hung heavy around us.As he crossed the threshold into our living room, his eyes briefly scanned the space before landing on Lexi coming down the stairs. His greeting, usually warm and familiar, was uncharacteristically formal."Congratulations, Lexi," he began, his voice steady but lacking its usual warmth. "You've completed your coursework. You're now eligible to apply for your degree." While his words were meant to be celebratory, they were overshadowed by a hesitancy in his eyes that didn't escape our notice.A brief wave of joy washed over us at his announcement, but it was quickly tempered by the undercurrent of something else, something unspoken yet heavy with implication. Professor Gray had always been a co
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