Shifters with Secrets (An MMF Bisexual Threesome)(43)

I’m going to kill him. I’m going to kill all of them.

He slammed on the breaks at the entrance to the road. He took a deep breath and turned around, speeding back up to the cabins. He steered to where his crew was standing around his mom, listening to what happened.

Ellis parked the car and approached Beckett. He was a team player now. No more running off on his own and messing everything up.

“Can you please help me get her back?”

Beckett placed his hand on Ellis’ shoulder and nodded. “She’s one of us and deserves our protection. Let’s go get her.”





ten





“So what? You’re going to make me marry you against my will?” Alexi asked. She was in a building of some sort that looked like a mill, with a sign that said McCoy Industries at the entrance. The Flint Crew greeted her at the door, laughing and calling Greg ‘boss.’

He sat at the desk in front of her, staring her down with hard, narrow eyes. She didn’t remember them being so black. He rolled up the sleeves to his shirt and loosened his tie.

“Do you have any idea the embarrassment that you caused me? Running out the day before our wedding. I had to explain to my work associates, my friends and my family why the wedding was suddenly canceled.” He crossed his arms over his giant chest.

“Well maybe if you didn’t slam my head into the closet door none of that would’ve happened,” she said gripping the handle of her chair. She was handcuffed to it.


His eyes narrowed down on her. “I would kill you for that but I can’t. There’s a part of me that needs you, that wants to keep you alive.”

“I’d rather die than be with you.”

He laughed. “Well that’s not exactly an option. You see this is what’s going to happen. Everybody will stay thinking that you ran away and you’ll come live with me. In the basement. In a cage. Forever.”

Alexi swallowed hard. She knew that he was serious.

“Doesn’t that sound lovely?” he asked.

She closed her eyes tight, imaging the horror of being trapped in the cold, damp basement all day, locked in a cage. She would live in constant fear of the door opening and Greg walking down the creaking steps to beat and torture her, or worse.

The room started spinning. “Just kill me,” she said.

“I would love to,” he said, pointing a pen at her. “But like I said, there’s this stubborn part of me that wants to keep you around.”

There was a crash and some yelling in the factory down below. Greg jumped up from his chair and raced out the door. “What the f*ck?” he yelled as his footsteps raced away.

Alexi didn’t know what was happening but if she was going to escape it was going to be now. She pulled at the handcuffs until the metal dug into her wrists, drawing blood. She tried picking up the chair to bring it with her but the big wooden chair was too heavy. She wouldn’t get far. She needed to detach herself from it.

She glanced on the desk for anything sharp enough to cut the wood. There was nothing. She grabbed a paper clip, uncoiled it and shoved it into the keyhole. “Come on,” she muttered under her breath as she tried to unlock it.

There was a lot of commotion going on downstairs. She could hear yelling, crashes and snarling. The bears were loose.

Footsteps pounded down the hall towards her. She cringed and sank down to the floor.

“Alexi,” Ellis said in relief, as he ran into the office. He crouched down beside her and kissed her lips. “Please don’t ever leave me again. I’d rather die than live without you.”

“I’m sorry,” she said, tears streaming down her cheeks. She had never been so happy to see anybody before. “I love you.”

A loud, inhuman snarl ripped through the air from downstairs. “What is going on?” she asked. Her heart was racing.

His face went serious. “We have to get you out of here. Watch out.” He stood up and kicked the arm of the chair with his boot. It snapped off and Alexi slid the handcuffs down the splintered wood. She was free.

Ellis’ head whipped towards the door as Greg walked in. “Is this the new boyfriend?” Greg asked.

Alexi backed into the corner. There was nowhere to hide. She wasn’t afraid of Greg with Ellis there to protect her but she knew there would be an angry bear flying around the office any second.

“So you’re the one,” Ellis said, his voice getting deep and raspy, “that hurt my girl.”

“You smell like wet bear,” he said, sniffing the air. “And she’s not your girl Yogi. She’s my mate. I can do whatever I want to her.”

“Let’s settle this.” Ellis’ body swelled up like it did on the mountainside. His t-shirt ripped in shreds as his bear surged out of him. Alexi watched with pride as he burst into a grizzly bear.

“No,” she whispered to herself when she caught a glimpse of Greg. He was transforming too. A long blond mane of hair was growing around his head as his hands turned into paws and he fell onto four legs. Crunching and popping sounds gave her shivers as a long golden tail grew from his rear.

Greg shook his mutilated body and a huge, male lion burst out of him. His lips curled up in a snarl and he roared at the grizzly bear in front of him.

Alexi sank to the floor in the corner of the room. Greg’s fangs were so long and sharp. She had put Ellis in this situation, in front of this Apex predator. And it would be her fault if he got killed.