Her Alphas

5. The Moon Shines

~ Savannah’s POV ~

“I can’t believe I’m ditching my own party, my dad’s gonna flip if he finds out…” I say as I look from side to side, making sure that no one is following us.

“If he finds out,” Logan reiterates.

“Let’s just make sure that he won’t,” Harlan winks.

It is my home that we’re sneaking around in, but Logan is leading the charge. We don’t wanna look too obvious, so we go around the back. But as we’re nearing the back door, we see guards walking around the corner. Quickly, Logan puts his hand out and pushes me behind his back. Harlan also steps forward, fully covering me. The guards pass the brothers by without seeing that I’m behind them. They nod politely at the brothers before carrying along.

“Gee, that was close,” Harlan comments nonchalantly.

Close? I was holding my breath and closing my eyes shut! For sure, I thought we were busted!

“Let’s go this way,” Logan says, pulling us to the basement s***h wine cellar.

“It’s a dead end,” I tell him, but he goes ahead anyway.

My dad is a big wine aficionado, so naturally, he has a large liquor collection. His wine cellar looks like a literal maze. You know, like Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Except instead of bushes, it’s just rows and rows of wine and other eclectic drinks.

“I can smell some fresh air, there must be a way out of here,” Logan says as he feels the air around him.

Hm. He must be a gifted hunter.

After moving around looking for a way out, we arrive at a dead end where there’s an old door in front of us. As far as I know, that door is only there for aesthetic purposes. It’s old and broken, pretty much stuck to the ground at this point.

“That door is broken, it hasn’t been moved in years–”

Before I even finish explaining, Logan puts both hands on the door and pushes it with all of his strength. And just like that, the door creaks open. I see the moonlight coming in and I can’t believe it. I’ve lived here all these years and I never knew this door can be opened.

“Ladies first,” he says, gesturing for me to walk out first.

“H-how are you that strong?” I gape.

“You think that was strong? Princess, you haven’t seen nothing yet,” Logan just shrugs as he follows me out.

Not missing a beat, Logan continues leading the charge. This is probably the first time the brothers ever step foot into this area, but they’re moving with so much confidence as if they own the place. They must have a really good sense of smell and of the surroundings because nothing seems to faze them. But I, on the other hand, am struggling. It is not easy maneuvering through the woods with heels and a dress, let me tell you that much.

“Ouch!” I yelp as I feel something under my feet. Maybe it’s a branch or something, I don’t know, but the next thing I know, I’m being propelled forward to the ground, falling headfirst.

“Whoa, slow down,” Harlan catches me just before I was about to hit the ground.

I fall onto his chest as he holds me up. I find myself so close to him, my body starts shivering.

“Are you okay?” he asks.

I look up to see his piercing blue eyes and I can’t say a word out.

“I think she’s hurt,” Logan says, pointing to my feet. It seems that a stray root had cut me. There’s a streak of blood running through my ankle.

“Ouw…” I grimace in pain, looking at the wound.

“It’s okay, just relax,” Harlan says calmly. He bends down to hold my foot, taking off the heel in the process. Then, as if he’s performing some kind of magic, he puts his hand on top of the wound, giving it just an inch of distance. Suddenly, I feel an energy running through my skin. I feel such warmth on that foot, and when he takes away his hand, I see that the wound has disappeared!

“You’re alright now,” he says again in that calming tone. He looks up at me with those beautiful blue eyes and smiles. And I swear, my heart had dropped to the ground.

“What?!” I gape. “How did you do that?!”

Harlan doesn’t respond, but his brother does.

“You haven’t seen Alphas with powers before?” Logan asks back.

“Oh,” my mouth forms an O.

I’ve heard about this before. Werewolves are known to have superhuman abilities and heightened senses. Some Alphas are even blessed with powers and abilities other werewolves don’t have. A long, long time ago, when the world was a more dangerous place and we used to fight wars with each other, Alpha werewolves are known to have powers such as superhuman strength, superhuman speed, telepathy, healing powers, and et cetera. But as time goes on and we have centuries of peace, these powers have somehow disappeared. Most Alphas nowadays don’t have other extra superpowers. My dad doesn’t have it, and his dad doesn’t have it either. This is the first time I’ve seen it in real life. Harlan has super healing powers and Logan has super strength.

How cool is that!

“I think the lake’s still ten miles that way, we shouldn’t be walking in our human form,” Logan says as he points in a direction.

“You saying we should transform?” Harlan asks.

“Ten miles will take forever,”

“Aren’t we gonna get in trouble if we transform here?”

“Alpha Wilcox is inviting every Alpha out there to come to his house, it only makes sense if they sense us being here,” Logan argues.

The brothers exchange a look before turning their eyes to me.

“What do you think, Savannah?” Harlan asks.

“Y-you want me to transform into my wolf?” I stammer. “H-here? In front of you guys?”

“Why not?” Logan asks.

“I… I don’t do that… in front of people…” I say meekly.

I always regard transforming into our wolf form to be a private act. Firstly, you gotta get naked if you don't wanna ruin your clothes. Secondly, I feel self-conscious knowing someone is watching as I transform into shapes that might not look so attractive. Even though I’m an Alpha, my wolf is kind of… small. I don’t think I’m the best looking wolf out there. Definitely not the strongest or the fastest. So yeah… no, I don’t like transforming in front of other people.

“You don’t have to do it if you’re uncomfortable,” Harlan says. “You can ride with us,”

Ride?

As if to answer my question, the brothers start stripping their clothes. First comes the suit jacket on the ground, followed by belts, ties, and shirts.

Woah, woah, woah!

I’ve never seen men strip in front of me before. Not even Derek. We haven’t gone that far. But here they are, Harlan and Logan Kaiser, taking their clothes off, right to their underwear. It’s not that I wanna look, but I can’t look away. Logan is ripped to shreds and he has tattoos all over his body. Harlan doesn’t have big muscles like Logan, but his body is well sculpted as well. It’s looking at two Greek gods with beautiful abs and that V leading down toward their—

“Liking what you see?” Logan catches me as I was gawking.

“I-I wasn’t looking!” I say quickly, turning my face around. Hoping to dear Moon Goddess that they don’t see me blushing beet red.

With my head turned away, I can’t see what they are doing, but I hear some noises. A groan and a loud thud, and suddenly, I feel the air around me shift. I look back around and Harlan and Kaiser aren’t there anymore. On their spot are two large, and I mean large, werewolves. One of them has jet black fur, as dark as coal, and the other one has bright white fur, as white as snow.

They are, undoubtedly, the most beautiful werewolves I’ve ever laid my eyes on…

The black wolf nods at me, instructing me to come closer. I take a step closer and as I’m standing next to him, I can feel him say, “Ready to ride, princess?”

I swallow hard. I look at the white wolf and he seems more gentle. He seems more safe.

“I think I’ll go with Harlan,” I say instead, moving toward him.

Harlan nods in approval and bows his head at me, allowing me to climb up to his shoulder easier. Harlan’s wolf is huge, kind of like the size of a horse. I sit as comfortably as I can, and I hold onto his fur for support.

“Ha, she picked me,” I can feel him say to his brother.

“Whatever, loser,” Logan scoffs as he dashes away.

“Hold on tight, Savannah,” Harlan says.

And just like that, Harlan dashes out in a flash. I’ve run the woods in my wolf form before, but I’ve never gone this fast. This feels like flying, like I’m on a roller coaster or something. The brothers are going so fast, I have to close my eyes at times, afraid that we’re gonna hit a tree. But wow, they are fast and super agile too. We don’t hit anything and we just keep soaring like the wind. Something about that feels very liberating. And though I start the journey scared with my eyes closed, by the end of it, I have my eyes wide open and I’m laughing and giggling all the way.

“Oh my gosh! That was so fast!” I say as we arrive at the lake.

Harlan bows down again to let me down gently and I get off. As I’m doing that, Logan turns back into his human form. I wasn’t ready for that. All of a sudden, a naked man is standing right in front of me.

“Aah!” I yelp, closing my eyes with both hands in response.

Instead of feeling embarrassed, Logan just laughs menacingly.

“Put your pants on,” Harlan snarls, throwing Logan a pair of pants. Harlan had turned back into his human form as well, and he was gentlemanly enough to bring both their pants with him.

I wait until I hear the sound of zippers closing before I open my eyes again. This time, though they aren’t wearing anything on top, both brothers are wearing pants. It’s dark in the woods and the only source of light was the full moon above. But still, I see the beautiful silhouettes of their bodies and my wolf starts doing backflips.

Oh, geez! Keep it together woman!

“It’s a beautiful lake,” Harlan comments, looking out at the lake in front of us. The water is calm and it’s reflecting the glimmers of the moonlight above.

“Yeah,” I agree, stepping closer toward him. “I’ve never been here at this hour. It’s so quiet and beautiful,”

There’s something about the way the moonlight dances on the surface of the water that is so captivating to watch. I can stand here and look at it all night.

“So, how long have you lived here?” Logan asks, standing next to me as he looks at the lake.

“Since I was born. I never left anywhere. Except for college starting next fall,” I reply, I find a cozy spot on a rock and take a seat.

“Where to?” Harlan asks, taking the seat to my left.

“University of Vermont,”

“That’s a nice campus,” Logan says, taking the seat to my right.

“Yeah,” I agree. “I really can’t wait…”

After eighteen years, finally… a little taste of freedom.

“Cheers to you, princess, happy eighteenth birthday,” Logan says as if he can read my mind. He takes out a bottle with some dark liquid inside it. How and when did he take it? I don’t even know.

“What’s that?” I ask.

“Moonshine,” he replies. “I swiped it from your dad’s cellar, hope he doesn’t mind,”

Logan opens the bottle before taking a swig of it. He grimaces at the taste and nods approvingly. He then hands the bottle to Harlan, and his brother does the same thing.

“Is that like alcohol?” I ask.

“Yeah, except a lot stronger,” Harlan answers. “Perfect for us wolves,”

“You wanna try some?” Logan asks, putting the bottle in front of me.

Okay. I’ve maybe tried a glass of champagne or a glass of wine before, but moonshine? What even is that? I know I probably shouldn’t be doing this, but my heart starts beating in excitement.

What’s a little risk, here and there? What’s the worst that can happen… right?

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