The barrier falls and my mates rush to me, frantic.
"Are you okay?" Anthony asks, his arms are roaming all over my body, searching for wounds he won't find.
"He didn't hurt you, did he?" Asher asks, he's cupping my cheek, eyes black with fury.
"Fuck! I knew we should have never left her alone in here with that bastard! " Anthony punches the stone wall of the cell.
It cracks and his fingers don't even bruise.
"Ant," Asher warns, voice low.
"I told you it was a bad idea, didn't I?" Anthony nearly yells, and i can tell he's trying to restrain himself from breaking something.
"She needs us right now." Is all Ash says, and he envelopes me in his arms.
I rest my head at the base of his warm throat and place my hand on his chest, feeling his heart beat.
He's warm, this calms me down a little.
Anthony walks back over to us and kneels beside me, taking my hand in it softly.
"What did he do to you? Do you know what he wants from you?" He asks, brushing his thumb over the back of my hand.
I shake my head and my eyes tear up.
"H-he showed me these visions, a-and i think you were in it? With someone named Aurore? I'm not so sure..." I whisper.
Anthony's brows furrow tightly.
"Did you say Aurore?" Asher asks,
Anthony glances at him sharply.
I sit up and look at both their faces.
"Do you know who that is?" I ask.
"No" they say at the same time, still looking wary.
I'm too exhausted to pursue it further, so i decide to brush it off. Whatever Devon did really did a number on me.
Body and mind.
I yawn, loudly.
"You must be exhausted, Ma bichè. Why don't you rest now, and we'll talk about this in the morning? " Asher says softly.
I nod and try to stand, but when i do, i crumple to the floor.
Anthony lifts me into his arms and his earthy cologne floats into my nostrils.
"I-I can walk, i promise." I say, trying to shift out of his arms.
He tightens his grip on me, sending me a stern look.
"We both know you can't, love. So let me carry you. I like this. I will always take every opportunity to be close to you." He says this staring deeply into my eyes.
I nod softly, my stomach feels tingly and my heart rate rises. This man.
Asher follows behind us.
It shouldn't surprise me, but all i want right now is to be wrapped up in both their arms.
When we come out of the basement, a man is waiting at the door.
"Cal, you're back." Anthony smirks.
Asher smiles softly and gives him a bro hug, slapping him on the back.
"When did you get back? " Ash asks him.
"Let me see.." The stranger- Cal glances at his nonexistent wristwatch and taps his chin, grinning.
"About a few hours ago?" He smirks.
"You fucker..." Anthony murmurs lowly.
Asher glances at me and turns back to Cal.
"We'll catch you tomorrow alright? We need to take care of our mate right now." He says.
Cal nods, understanding.
We walk upstairs and i stare at the strong cords of Anthony's throat.
"Who was that?" I ask him.
"That, is our beta, Callum." He replies.
"He was out of the pack on business for a few days. " Asher adds from behind.
"Oh, okay.."
Anthony laughs and taps the tip of my nose.
"You'll meet him tomorrow, don't worry love." He says.
I flush a deep red. How is he able to read me so well?
I nuzzle into his chest shyly. He growls and his arms tighten around me.
"Careful, love."
****
I already knew i was going to have to share a room with them. I'm not dumb.
Alphas tend to be possessive.
But the reality of it dawns on my as i get ready for bed. I'm using the spare toothbrush i found in the cabinet.
When I'm done, i decide to take a quick shower to wash off the dirt and grime of the dungeon.
I step out of the shower feeling refreshed and i see fresh clothes waiting for me.
I pull on the silk negligee and wrap my arms around myself. I've never worn something so revealing.
Pushing the door open, i step into the room.
I gasp. They're both shirtless, clad only in boxer briefs.
Damn.
Anthony is more heavily muscled, with a pink scar on his side.
Asher is more of lean muscle with ink running down his neck to his chest and arms.
"Have a good shower love?" Anthony asks.
"Uh-huh" I murmur, shuffling my feet.
I'll just go to sleep right away .
I crawl onto the bed and lie in the middle, shutting my eyes tightly.
Anthony chuckles and turns out the lights, then he crawls into bed beside me.
I feel another body crawl in behind me. Asher.
They shuffle closer until they're both spooning me. Asher buries his nose in my hair.
Anthony's hand grips my waist.
Sleep vanishes. I feel...hot.
After about twenty minutes, they must notice how restless i am because Anthony's hand tightens.
"Love?" His voice is rough.
I whimper.
"What is it ma bichè? " Asher strokes my hair.
I shake my head even though they can't see me.
I close my eyes and try to sleep again. By now, my chest is pressed against Anthony's, and my nipples are hard.
I really hope he doesn't notice. I shift again.
"Wha-" Anthony starts, then pauses to sniff the air.
"Oh, i see what it is." He laughs.
"Do you want us to touch you? Is that it, love?" He says softly.
"How naughty" Asher whispers into my ear from behind.
I whimper, i don't know what's come over me.
"N-no that's not it" i whisper.
"Don't lie to us, ma bichè. Not with your scent heavy in the air." Asher growls. His palm strokes my thigh. Up. Down.
"You'll be the death of me." Anthony growls, then his lips touch mine.