Page 72 of Psycho Shifters
“Don’t touch her.” Cobra grabbed my forearm and yanked my hand out of Cam’s grip. The null shifter sputtered in confusion, and I gritted my teeth at the gall of the alpha.
Warm chestnuts and musky pine joined the mix. All three alphas stood behind me and cornered Cam against the wall.
Of course, the blonde announcer tittered and still hung onto Jax like she was an alpha attached to a fae in battle. I wanted to bite her.
“Cam is harmless.” The announcer smiled and flipped her luscious blonde locks off her exposed chest while she made moon eyes up at Jax.
Instead of Jax agreeing with her and scolding Cobra, because Jax was usually not insane like his fellow alphas, he leaned forward and growled in Cam’s face. “Stay away from Sadie.”
The big man softened and turned to me with a shrug. “You can never be too careful, little alpha.”
Poor Cam gulped and started to shake.
Ascher glared at Cam while draping a hand over the announcer’s shoulder. She tittered some more and transferred her claws from Jax to Ascher. Her pelvis ground against the side of the horned alpha.
Rolling my eyes, I thanked Cam and shoved Cobra out of my way.
Well, I tried to shove Cobra.
His large body didn’t move an inch, so I squirmed my body past his. Even in a big puffer jacket, my breath caught as my chest dragged across his steel-hard body.
Jax, with his massive body, was standing next to Cobra, so my butt dragged against his front as I shoved by.
For a second, I was in a sandwich of alpha pheromones, and my knees went weak at the overwhelming strength on both my sides.
I stilled as the air became saturated with the scent of frosty chestnuts. My mouth watered, and I gulped.
Both men moved forward at once and pinned me between them.
An unnatural warmth burned my core, and the queasiness came back with a vengeance.
The announcer giggled, and I turned to look at Ascher.
I tried to break myself out of whatever spell Jax and Cobra had me under. Their bodies were rocks on either side of mine, and my skin began to heat feverishly. Desire pooled in my core, and my face flushed.
Instead of staring down at the gorgeous woman whose ass he was groping, Ascher stared directly at me. His amber eyes swirled with heat, and his horns lengthened atop his head.
The tattooed flames that snaked up the side of Ascher’s face rippled as he bit his lush lip.
Jax growled behind me as Cobra shifted his hips forward until I was painfully pinned between them.
Dragging my eyes away from Ascher, I stared up into Cobra’s perfect face.
The sneer that contorted his lips and the hatred radiating from his emerald eyes reminded me of all the reasons I shouldn’t be fooling around with alphas. They were overbearing, rude, and misogynistic jerks.
Thinking about jerks reminded me why I’d been panicking in the first place. Dick had just watched me on the television.
The panic returned like a splash of glacial water to the face. I threw my body violently to the side and extracted myself from the alphas.
Gasping, I stumbled out of the room and down the hall in a haze of desperation.
I barely noticed as the other alphas followed and we climbed back onto our horses. The pressure on my chest was so heavy that I didn’t notice the cold or the movements of the horse beneath me.
The furry horses moved painfully slowly through the cold snow, and each second we traveled felt like a lifetime.
As if he sensed my panic, Jax gently helped me off my horse and carried me back to our room. I was too terrified to reprimand him.
Like a zombie, I crawled into bed and hid under my covers.