Page 135 of Psycho Shifters

The scent of sweet cranberries hung delicately in the air and clouded my thoughts. Her scent heightened our collective rage.

She should have been beside us, not with Aran.

The blue-haired beta was a dead man. He just didn’t know it yet.

Before, Cobra and I had refrained from beating the ever-living shit out of Aran because Jax said it was good for the princess to have a friend.

Well, it wasn’t good anymore.

She was our alpha, and that meant we were the ones who brought her to the party and hung out with her, not him.

My gut pinched as I thought about the mission. What I planned to do tonight. There wouldn’t be an us after I completed it.

I steadied my breathing and focused on the princess. Not what I was about to do.

As soon as we entered the dance floor and searched out the princess’ scent, beta women accosted us. At the female attention, Cobra shut down and Jax stiffened uncomfortably.

Usually, I would be all for it.Now, their over-eager affections disgusted me, and all three of us had tried to extract ourselves from the women.

As we shoved them away, the annoying spokes lady of the party ran over and reminded us that this was a publicity event for ABO relations. Whatever the fuck that meant.

She had pointed to men that carried around an enchanted amethyst jewel and scolded us that they broadcasted the party to the entire realm. We were on televisions.

“Dance,” the lady ordered, and gave us the terrifying death glare that only an elder could manage.

As a result, with pissed off expressions, we danced as we scanned the crowd for our princess.

My mind flashed back to the moment we had finally spotted her on the dance floor.

The first thing that alerted us, her cranberry scent spiked in the air like sugary syrup.

I shoved the sluts hanging off me and searched for the princess. Jax and Cobra followed behind.

When I finally saw my princess, my jaw dropped.

I almost didn’t recognize her without her oversized hoodie.

Sadie was an angel.

She looked like she was from the fabled god realm; her long white hair fell to her butt in silky curls, the red highlights framed her face, and made her kohl-lined ruby eyes pop.

Her delicate cheekbones, cute upturned nose, and ridiculously lush lips practically sparkled under the light of the chandeliers.

Gold skin glowing, she swayed hypnotically back and forth to the music.

Last week, when I yelled at her about the red color in her hair, I hadn’t been acting. Rage had exploded in my gut because the little princess looked stunning.

I’d yelled at her because fear pummeled through me. Fear that she would attract suitors and I wouldn’t be able to scare them all away.

I’d been right. A beta fucker was hanging all over our stunning princess.

Sadie was always gorgeous, but she was so tiny and small most shifters probably didn’t notice it at first. They were noticing now. The red highlights drew attention to her beauty and made her stand out.

A long moment passed as the three of us stared at her, completely speechless.

It wasn’t just the hair and her makeup.

Her body was fucking perfect, and I fought the urge to moan as my dick got hard.