Claimed by the Alphas: Part Three Read Online Free PDF

wasn’t that she felt like she couldn’t escape. Mila was fairly certain that Asch wouldn’t keep her against her will, and Caim? He would probably be more than happy to haul her all the way back to Manhattan.
    It wasn’t that she wanted to run, either. It was just the opposite. She wanted to stay, to fit in, and to be a part of the pack. She wanted the alphas to not fight over her in the bedroom, and she wanted Caim to at least pretend that he liked her outside of it.
    It was a tall order though. Every time she started to think that she was figuring things out, a new insecurity would emerge and she’d be back to square one: lost and afraid.
    Trying to distract herself from the haze of depression, she pulled the final piece of luggage into her lap. It was the bag that held all of her casuals: jeans, t-shirts, underwear, and a bathrobe. No sneakers, sadly, but she was just grateful to have anything besides pencil dresses to wear around the den.
    As she reached in the back to pull out a bundle of undergarments, she felt something hard. Her brow furrowed as she grabbed onto the object, tugging it loose. It was her unabridged copy of Wolves of the Cordilleras .
    The familiar smells of ink and old paper evoked a youthful nostalgia as she thumbed through the yellowed pages. Her father’s girlfriend, Margo, had given her the book for her twelfth birthday. During the five years that she’d dated Mila’s father, Margo had made it her personal mission to undermine Mila’s good Baptist upbringing, and had largely succeeded. Long after she had read and re-read the memoirs of Marie du Luponte, Mila relived the stories in her fantasies, fantasies which had grown increasingly more explicit as she had gotten older.
    But in the midst of her fantasies, Mila was coming to recognize that she ’d idealized Marie’s story. She had only remembered how handsome and powerful Rein was, how beloved Marie was by her pack, and how beautiful their children were.
    What she never bothered dwelling on was how much Marie had suffered. Rein may have cared for her, but it was years before he committed to monogamy. Much of the pack resented Marie for expecting Rein to be monogamous, and it was only after she had her first son that they began to accept her. And as beautiful as her children were, she was always distressed by the fact that Rein kept her pregnant. Her life had hardly been a fairy tale.
    Mila set the book aside and finished unpacking her clothes, feeling more somber than ever. Once she had everything folded neatly onto the shelves, she changed into a pair of jeans and a V-neck tee. She contemplated the tub, which was still in the center of her room, and decided that she’d have Brae or Rosie help her dump the water later, but she was keeping it. For the first time in days, she actually felt clean.
    Without any shelf space left, she ended up repacking most of her stuff. She had a good laugh at her past self when she realized that she hadn’t packed any type of charger for her iPod or tablet. She really had not thought any of this through.
    Mila was still chuckling to herself when she felt a change in the air.
    “I am glad to find you in good spirits.”
    She turned to the doorway, stiffening when she saw Lotus. There was really no reason for her visceral reaction to the woman, but something about her really irked Mila.
    “What can I do for you?” she asked, in a tone that added, ‘ talk fast, and see yourself out .’
    She gave Mila a tight, unblinking smile. “I just wanted to thank you. Asch told me what you are doing for the pack, and I could not be more relieved. I was so concerned that—”
    Mila cut her off. “What do you really want from me?”
    Lotus paused, her body tensing. She was remarkably beautiful, but in the closer proximity of her room, Mila could tell that she was older than most of the females in the pack. Fine lines framed her mouth and grew from the corners of her eyes, eyes which were now regarding Mila with