“Where is dad?” I ask just as I hear the elevator Bing.
“That would be him” Ryker states before the door opens and in steps my father and my supposed mates.
“No, why are they here?” I groan. The very two people I was trying to avoid. My father folds his arms over his chest before glaring at Arial.
“Do you have something you need to own up to young lady?” He asks her, giving her a sharp look. She feigns innocence. Batting her eyelashes but my father knows her too well. I wonder what she did.
“So, you know nothing about the Alpha’s tyres being slashed on both their cars?” He questions and my mouth falls open, shocked. Arial closes my mouth before nudging me with her elbow.
“Nope, no idea what you’re talking about” My father glares at her before I feel her stomp on my foot wanting back up.
“It was probably an act of god,” I tell him. Not knowing what else to say, my brain was not able to conjure up any excuses with my two mates staring, making my brain muddled from their godlike looks and intoxicating smell.
“Since when did you become Christian?” My father asks, turning to me.
“Hmm I was just assuming it must be him, Arial would never do something so crazy” Ryker snorted, choking on his laugh.
“Well did this so-called god happen to steal your sister’s pink pocket knife?” He asks in a mocking tone knowing I was lying for her. My eyes snap to her. She got me to lie for her and she left evidence.
“I couldn’t get it out, it got stuck and don’t look at me like that” She blurts giving herself away not that she hadn’t already. I shake my head and my father glares at her, and she shrinks under his gaze.
“Well, you just earned yourself a week of being grounded” My father announces.
“It’s not my fault, they were going to follow me to school to find Lana” She screams at him, jumping to her feet. My father growls at her outburst and I see my fathers wolf Ryder come forward, my father’s eyes bleeding black at her tone. My sister sits back down crossing her arms over her chest. It was one thing testing my father, another challenging his wolf, though mum was scarier and dad would never hurt us, but that didn’t make him any less frightening.
“You can go Lana; your sister will be cleaning this entire office with a toothbrush” Dad says glaring down at her.
“You can’t be serious?”
“Deadly serious, you can’t just do what you please and not face the consequences” Arial huffs and I felt a little bad for her because I knew she did it for me.
“I will stay and help” I tell him, but he shakes his head.
“Just go Lana, I will see you at home” She tells me. I look at Ryker, but he shakes his head pointing to Drake and Tate. No, I didn’t want to go home with them and listen to them fight the entire way home.
Dad hands them his keys before they walk out keeping a good distance from each other. Walking out the door, they press the button for the elevator. The thought of being trapped in an elevator with them horrified me. When I didn’t get in, Drake reached forward, gripping my wrist and pulling me in. Tate hit the ground floor button and the doors closed.
“Are you avoiding us?” Drake asked, his warm hand still holding my wrist. I could feel Tate’s eyes watching him
“Nope, just wanted to help my brother” I tell them, stepping away and toward the front of the elevator.
When the doors finally opened, I bolted out and away from them. Walking toward the car park, Tate unlocks the car and I hop in the back doing my best to ignore them.
Tate hops in the driver seat but Drake climbs in the back sitting next to me. I place my bag on the seat between us, my heart skipping a beat as the car fills with their scents making my gums tingle.
Tate starts driving and I can’t wait to get home and away from them.
“Would your father really make her clean the place with a toothbrush?” Tate asks.
“Yes, not the whole office but he will make her clean until close”
“With a toothbrush?” He asks again.
“Yes, are you hard of hearing?” I ask and Drake chuckles beside me. Tate glares at him through the mirror. Halfway home, Drake reaches over grabbing my hand. Sparks rush over my skin and I pull my hand away not liking the feeling. He sighs before running his hand through his hair. Both their scents were becoming overwhelming in the car. Pressing the button, I try to wind the window down but it’s locked.
“Can you unlock the windows please” I ask. Tate looks down looking for the button. I started to feel a little claustrophobic and stuffy, their scents were engulfing me and the need to feed was getting worse.
“Unlock the windows” I snap at him, panic coursing through me.
“I am trying, which button is it?” He asks, pressing random buttons on the door trim.
My fangs break through my gums and I could kill my father for making me go home with them. He knows how hard it is around humans for us let alone trapped in a car with two men whose scents were intoxicating to me and addictively sweet.
“Pull the car over” I scream as my fangs protrude. Tate pulls over and I jump out before he even turns the car off. Drake gets out walking over to me, his hand touching my shoulder. I jerk away from his touch.
“Don’t touch me” I snap, trying to regain control.
“Are you okay?” Tate asks and I could hear the concern and confusion in his voice.
“Do I look okay?” I ask, snapping my head towards him. I hear them gasp, clearly, they weren’t used to dealing with vampires let alone a hybrid. Drake composes himself first.
“Do you need blood?” He asks and I shake my head.
“No, your scents are overwhelming. I am fine just give me a second” I tell him and he nods. Drake walks back to the car before leaning in the driver’s door and starting the car before finding the button that unlocks the windows. He winds them down.
When I feel my fangs retract, I walk back hopping in the car. Tate starts driving but Drake hops in the front and I am grateful. I could feel Tate’s eyes on me as he kept looking back at me in the mirror like he thought I was going to rip out his artery while he was driving.
“Can I ask how old you both are?” I ask, curious. Tate answers.
“23 and Drake is 25” I nod that didn’t sound so bad, not that it mattered because I am not their mate.