Chapter 30 Competing Alphas

Chapter 30 Competing Alphas
The safehouse had become a tomb of blood and broken loyalties.

Bodies still littered the corridors. The metallic stench of death clung to every surface. Selene stood in the center of the main room, wrapped in nothing but Enzo's oversized coat, staring at the unconscious form of her father, where Kael had left him chained to a steel beam.

Kael Voss, her half-brother, the rival Silverfang Alpha, leaned against the opposite wall, arms crossed, silver eyes burning with barely contained emotion. The Fang crown bond pulsed between them, primal and forbidden, clashing violently with the scorching bond she shared with Enzo and the cool shadow of Damien.

The air was thick with tension.

Enzo stood behind Selene, one arm wrapped possessively around her waist, fingers digging into her hip. His chest was still bleeding from the battle, but he refused to let anyone tend to him. His jealousy toward Kael was a living thing, hot, ugly, and barely restrained.

"You chose her over your Alpha," Enzo said, voice low and dangerous. "Why? Because you want to fuck your own sister? Or because the prophecy told you to?”

Kael’s eyes flashed with rage and dark desire. “She was never just my sister. She is the Moon's Daughter. And I will not let our father murder her because she dared to live." He stepped closer, towering and powerful. “The bond calls to me, Valenti. Just as it calls to you. Deny it and watch her break from the inside.”

Selene's heart ached. The sibling bond with Kael felt like wildfire and home all at once, twisted, complicated, and undeniably powerful.

Damien lounged in the corner, watching everything with dark amusement. "Three crowns in one room. The fourth is close. The moon is almost full. The prophecy is hungry tonight."

Enzo's hand slid under the coat, cupping Selene's bare pussy possessively. "She's not a prize to be shared."

Kael stepped closer, eyes flashing. "She was never yours alone, Valenti. The bond calls to all of us. Deny it and watch her burn from the inside."

The challenge hung in the air.

Selene trembled between them. The bonds were screaming Enzo's scorching possession, Kael's primal, forbidden pull. The full moon amplified everything. Her body was already wet, aching, desperate.

Enzo felt it. His jealousy flared into something darker, more primal. He spun her around and kissed her brutally, claiming her mouth in front of her brother. His hands roamed over her body, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples, sliding between her thighs to find her soaked.

Kael's eyes darkened with hunger and rage. "You think you can mark her in front of me?"

Enzo broke the kiss, lips swollen. "Watch me."

He pushed Selene onto the large reinforced table in the center of the room, bending her over it. He shoved the coat up to her waist, exposing her completely, and thrust into her in one savage stroke.

Selene cried out, hands gripping the edge of the table.

Enzo fucked her hard and deep, hips slamming against her ass with wet, obscene sounds. "Tell him who owns this cunt," he growled, fisting her hair.

"You do," she moaned, pushing back against him.

Kael watched, breathing ragged, claws extending from his fingertips. The Fang bond roared in response.

Enzo fucked her relentlessly, eyes locked on Kael the entire time. "She screams my name. She leaks my cum. She belongs to me."

Kael finally snapped.

He crossed the room in two strides, grabbed Selene's face, and kissed her fiercely while Enzo continued pounding into her from behind. The kiss was raw, forbidden, and full of years of suppressed longing. Selene moaned into her brother's mouth as Enzo fucked her harder.

The competition had begun.

Enzo pulled out suddenly and spun her around, lifting her onto the table. He thrust back inside her, holding her legs wide open so Kael could watch every inch of his cock disappearing into her pussy.

Kael dropped to his knees in front of her and attacked her clit with his tongue while Enzo fucked her. The dual sensation of Enzo's thick cock stretching her and Kael's skilled mouth devouring her made Selene scream.

They competed for her pleasure like animals.

Enzo fucked her with deep, powerful strokes, growling filthy claims. Kael sucked and licked her clit with primal hunger, fingers joining Enzo's cock inside her, stretching her even wider.

Selene came with a broken sob, body shaking violently between them.

They didn't stop.

They switched positions again and again, Enzo claiming her mouth while Kael fucked her from behind, then Kael kissing her while Enzo took her pussy. They marked her together, biting her neck, her breasts, her thighs. Their cum mixed inside her, dripping down her legs in obscene rivers.

The bond between the three of them, Blood and Fang, burned like wildfire.

When Enzo's knot finally swelled and locked deep inside her, Kael continued licking her clit, pushing her through orgasm after orgasm while his brother-in-bond filled her womb.

By the time it ended, Selene was a trembling, cum-drenched mess on the table. Thick white seed leaked from her ruined pussy and ran down her thighs. Fresh bite marks from both men covered her body.

Enzo pulled her into his arms, holding her possessively against his chest, tears in his own eyes. "I love you," he whispered, voice breaking. "Even though it destroys me. Even though it makes me a traitor to my blood, I love you, Selene."

Kael knelt in front of her, silver eyes soft for the first time. He gently cupped her face, thumb brushing away her tears. "I have loved you since we were children. In ways I was never allowed to feel. You are my sister. You are my Luna. You are my everything."

Selene cried harder, trapped between the two men who should have been her greatest enemies but had become her salvation.

"I don't know who I am anymore," she sobbed. "I was supposed to kill you both. Instead… I can't live without either of you."

Damien watched from the shadows, a dark smile on his lips.

"Four crowns," he murmured. "The prophecy is nearly complete."

Enzo kissed her forehead. Kael kissed her hand.

The three of them stayed tangled together on the blood-stained floor, broken, bloody, and bound by something far stronger than hatred.

The prophecy had won.

But in winning, it had shattered them all.

And none of them regretted a single moment.