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28. Control That Volume (Clay POV)
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Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 29. The Treehouse (Luke POV)
I watched her hand retreat, her fingers leaving a lingering warmth in my fur. My thoughts whirled as I processed the revelation. Lexi could hear me. Not just Clay, but me. If she had only been connected with Clay, they might have kept it a secret, stashed away in a vault of unspeakable truths. But now, she also heard my thoughts, opening up a channel I hadn't considered possible. I wasn't her fated mate. I'd come to terms with that a while ago, accepting it reluctantly as an inflexible fact. But there was an indisputable energy between us, something that transcended reason. Now, in my wolf form, that something became crystal clear. A link existed, intangible yet impossible to ignore. She'd petted me and told me Clay was excited about our newfound ability to communicate during our runs. The concept baffled me. The last thing I wanted was to make Lexi the middleman in any discourse between Clay and me. Even in our prime, when we would've considered ourselves best friends, our interact
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 30. Ready To Run (Clay POV)
I felt an overwhelming sense of vulnerability as I returned to my human form. I hurriedly picked up my shorts from the car, put them on, and sat on the porch, bracing myself for what would happen. My dad was on his way, and the air was filled with the scent of his Alpha pheromones, making the atmosphere edgy, even with the breeze blowing. Footsteps resonated through the ground; I felt them before I saw him. His wolf form exuded a raw, domineering aura as he emerged from the dense woods. He shifted back to human, quicker than I ever could, an unsettling reminder of his years of experience and control over his powers. "You let him back in your life, Clay? That deranged failure of an Alpha? After everything he did?" His voice tremored with disdain, piercing through the silence. My blood boiled. I was no longer a kid who'd shy away from confrontation. "First off, Luke's not a failure. Second, even if he was, it would be my choice to have him in my life. Not yours." Dad snarled, pacing
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 31. End You Myself (Luke POV)
I was drenched in sweat, my heart still pounding from the exhilarating run. But man, I felt alive like no chemical concoction had ever made me feel. The world had sharper edges, brighter colors, and Clay was beside me.The drugs never stood a chance.We returned to the treehouse, our spirits high. Lexi looked at us, a smile forming as if she knew just how transformative that run had been for us."Do you want a ride back?" Clay asked her. "The house is a bit of a trek from here.""Do we have to cross the river again?" Lexi questioned, raising an eyebrow.Clay laughed, a hearty sound that filled the air. "Yeah, but we'll take the bridge this time. He has a thing for swimming when shifted. Me? Not so much."Lexi agreed and then climbed onto Clay's back after he shifted, and I couldn't help but notice how natural it looked, like she belonged there.This time, we moved at a gentler pace, unlike my earlier frantic sprint that had Lexi clinging onto me for dear life. Now, she seemed comforta
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 32. Just Go (Lexi POV)
The next four days felt like tiptoeing through a minefield, each step loaded with clear tension. Luke oscillated between moments of seeming clarity and agitated outbursts. His nerves were frayed guitar strings about to snap. After much debate and several intense discussions, we finally persuaded him to take a minuscule amount, once or twice a day, to stave off the worst withdrawal symptoms. His physical body needed to catch up to the resilience of his spirit.Clay and Luke had more than one standoff, usually over trivial matters, magnified by the emotional weight Luke was carrying. They still kept up with their morning workouts, but those sessions were strained, a fragile truce on the balcony. I often hung out with them during these workouts until both their eyes started the light show flashing thing. At night, the clock on the wall seemed to mock us, its hands ticking away into the early morning hours. Despite the ungodly time, our conversation flowed naturally, words spilling out
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 33. I Know It (Luke POV)
I sat on the edge of the couch, reeling in a cocktail of emotions that had become my daily regimen. A part of me couldn't believe Clay had just left Lexi alone with me. Sure, I was volatile, unpredictable, even dangerous. But the thing was, even Clay couldn't ignore the calming effect Lexi had on me. Physically, my symptoms were a raging fire, but mentally? Emotionally? Lexi was like cool water dousing the flames. As long as Clay wasn't purposely stoking it, that is. The sound of the door clicking shut snapped me back to reality. My stomach twisted, a riot of emptiness and nausea. I doubled over, clutching the trash can for another bout of dry heaving. There was nothing left in me to vomit, but my body hadn't received the memo. Lexi, meanwhile, leaned forward to set the metal vial—a six-dose lifeline—on the coffee table. Then she was there again, her hand on my back, tracing soothing circles as I convulsed. When the worst of it had passed, I sat back and wiped my face with a tired
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 34. Luna Mark (Clay POV)
The atmosphere in the gallery was electric. People milled around, wine glasses in hand, eyes widened as they took in the art I'd spent months laboring over. Conversations filled the room like music, a chorus of praises and interpretations that left me buzzing with a sense of accomplishment. This was my world, separate from the chaos of pack dynamics and ongoing dramas. Or so I thought.I saw him just when I thought the night couldn't get any better. My father, standing in the doorway, his eyes meeting mine. "Clay, can we talk?" he asked, his voice cutting through the thrum of the crowd."Of course," I replied, leading him through the sea of admirers and art aficionados into the sanctuary of my office.Once inside, he took a deep breath. "Son, I need to apologize. I lost my temper the other day. It wasn't fair to you or Luke. You've both made choices that I'm proud of recently, and I want to make that known."His words washed over me, the tension that had built up in recent days dissi
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 35. Instinct (Lexi POV)
The world seemed to hum around me, a low, intoxicating melody that resonated deep within my core. As I sat on the balcony the following day, the sunlight filtering through the buildings casting shadows on the ground, I couldn't help but replay last night's conversations in my head. A Beta for Clay and a Luna mark for me—everything felt like it was falling into place, as if pieces of a cosmic puzzle were clicking together. Is this what they mean when they talk about fated mates? Or was there something more intense, something even more profound? My eyes drifted to Clay and Luke, who were engrossed in their morning workout below. Their synchronicity was like an art form—each move perfectly in tandem, yet inherently unique to each. "God, look at them," I muttered under my breath. My eyes traced the contours of their bodies, captivated by how their muscles contracted and relaxed in harmonious movement. Luke was leaner than Clay, his lifestyle slowly etched away the weight, revealing a s
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 36. That's Final (Luke POV)
I pulled on my shirt, relishing the feeling of sobriety that coursed through me. Six days clean, and the world seemed vivid for the first time in a long while—each color brighter, each emotion sharper. A voice within me questioned whether I was fit to be a Beta, whether I could live up to the responsibilities. But then I thought of Lexi, and how agreeing to this would keep her in my life. It seemed like a fair trade. A fantastic one, actually. The bitter memories of my ousting from the pack crept in, the wound still fresh despite the years that had passed. The day my father turned his back on me still stung, and the sting became a burn when Trevor, my younger brother, stepped up to be the Alpha. My own blood, replacing me. The shame and betrayal from that event dragged me down a spiral, and I was just now clawing out. The car's engine purred to life as Clay settled into the driver's seat, pulling me from my thoughts. Lexi settled beside me, her presence alone a salve on my hidde
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