Gabriella - Alpha Marked, Book II
Whitney’s voice held
scorn, but Gabby could see a hint of something else when she looked
at the two Wardens.
    God help her. Whitney couldn’t be attracted
to the two emotionless wolves. Whit most assuredly couldn’t imagine
having some sort of relationship with them, could she? Because
that’s what Gabby was seeing. Whit had that dreamy “love me” look,
and she knew from experience that it never ended well.
    “Whitney,” Levy eased into the
conversation.
    “Miss Wickham.” Whitney snapped.
    “Miss Wickham,” Levy continued. “All Marked
are subject to wolf laws and they state—”
    Gabby threw her hands in the air. “Do you two
know anything other than ‘suck it up buttercup’?”
    That got her two snickers (from her sisters)
and four identical looks of confusion (from the wolves). Apparently
furballs didn’t grasp everything. Look at how dumb the smart people
were.
    “Okay, so it boils down to me stepping into
the ring with Hannah and fighting for two wolves who don’t even
want me . That’s it, right?” The meaning behind the words
pierced her heart, nearly bringing her to her knees.
    “Unfortunately, their decision to claim you,
or not, is not in question. The belief of your status as mates is.
Is Berke Davis your mate?” Emmett’s gaze was focused on her.
    “Yes.”
    Levy nodded. “Then we should go to the grand
ballroom and complete the Challenge.”
    It was so easily said, yet Gabby struggled to
make her feet move. A single word pounded through her mind: blood.
Six letters, a single object. So infinitesimal when compared to the
entire body. A single cell would end it all.
    The thought carried her to the elevator and
down to the lobby. It pushed one foot in front of the other as she
navigated the hotel’s hallways and into the grand ballroom. It
nudged her to the edge of the forming circle, and she stared at the
evil she-bitch across the rapidly emptying area.
    The heavy thud of feet rose above the low
murmur of voices, and the crowd parted in a rapid wave. In moments,
two men burst into the center of the cleared circle, both of them
breathing heavy with exertion. Berke and Jack.
    “Stop!” Jack’s voice cut into the sudden
silence. “Call off the challenge. Gabby belongs to us and—”
    Emmett strode toward her mates, well
ex-almost-mates. “And are you now a complete Alpha Pair eligible to
recognize and claim their Marked.”
    Jack paled while rage coated Berke’s
features. “We can do that now. Ruling Alphas please—”
    Levy held up a hand and silenced Jack.
“Regardless of your status, the Mate Challenge has been issued and
accepted. If you’d still like to receive the Ruling Alphas’
blessing, you may. However, it won’t change what is to happen.”
    She really, really hated the Wardens. Hated.
She wanted someone to pee in their corn flakes and throw a flaming
shit bomb at their front door.
    Both men swayed, their stricken gazes locking
onto hers. They strode toward her, concern and worry in every line
of their bodies.
    “Gabby…” Jack reached for her hand.
    “Gabriella…” Berke grasped the other. “You
can’t do this. We won’t let you.”
    Gabby shook her head and tugged free of their
hold. “It’s done. You acknowledged our status as mates, but never
formed your Pair and claimed me.”
    “It wasn’t you, love.” Jack sounded so
sincere.
    “Right.”
    “We’re going to ask the Ruling Alphas for
their blessing. We want you. I was…” Jack’s words trailed off, and
Gabby filled in the blanks.
    “An asshole? A jerk of massive proportions? A
heartless bastard? A pussy?” That’d been her favorite word tossed
around today.
    “All of the above.” He gave her a sad
grin.
    “Gabriella, I don’t…” Berke seemed at a loss
for words.
    “It doesn’t matter.” She sighed and shrugged.
“I’ll be fine. I mean, I know Tae Bo and Turbo Jam, right?” She
forced a chuckle. “And, hey, X me baby.” She raised her arms and
crossed her forearms to make

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