Luna to two: Claimed by her two alphas

I wake up in a dark, unfamiliar bedroom. 

I jerk upwards but I'm met with resistance from...

An arm around my waist?

I gasp softly and look down into Anthony's sleeping face. His arm tightens around my waist.

I'm so glad he's okay. 

His sleepy eyes blink open and he smirks softly at me.

He looks unreal. It's totally not fair.

"I think you look good too, love" i jerk away from him as i realise i've been staring.

"Where am i?" I ask, pushing his arm off my waist and rolling onto the floor where i land with an oof.

"Clearly, you're in my bed baby" He smirks even harder and relaxes back onto the pillows, crossing his muscular arms behind his head.

I look down at myself to find that I'm dressed in silky soft pajamas. I cross my arms over my chest.

"Wh-who changed me Anthony?"

He hops out of bed and stalks towards me till I'm caged between the wall and his arms.

His large palm cups my waist.

"And what if i did?" He squeezes my waist and his eyes flash.

"You're my mate. Mine."

I shove his chest and it makes absolutely no impact.

"That gives you no right!" I cry.

"I don't know you, and i certainly didn't consent to that" I continue.

A low chuckle rolls down his chest.

He's- laughing?

I huff and duck under his arm, bolting towards the door.

He bounds over to me in two steps, grabs me by my waist and throw me onto the bed.

He crouches over me, arms caging my head and legs caging mine.

I turn away to avoid meeting his scorching gaze. A tear escapes.

"Oh baby" he murmurs, brushing my long locks out of my face.

"Don't cry love" His tongue flicks over the apple of my cheek.

"I promise i got someone else to change you- a female"

I look up, and he's staring at me, worrying his bottom lip.

I want to cave. With everything in me i want to cave.

"Can you let me go now?" I ask instead.

He sighs and looks like he's about to say something but we're interrupted by a knock on the door. 

He grumbles. Seemingly frustrated, but gets off me and heads to open the door.

A brief conversation ensues with a person i can neither see nor hear.

After a couple of minutes he heads back to where i lay immobile on the bed.

He sits at the edge of the bed and seems unsure of what to do with his hands.

He reaches for my hand and i move it out of his reach.

"I'm sorry, love" he says gruffly.

I say nothing. 

"Someone is here to take you to breakfast" he says.

"You can change and go with her- or if you're not comfortable i could take you?"

"Anyone is better than you." I respond flatly.

I roll of the bed, intending to change because there's no way I'm leaving this room in silk pajamas. 

That's when i realise how big this room is.

It's quite literally the size of mine and Emma's whole apartment. 

Emma!

She must be worried sick.

I practically just told Anthony i don't want anything to do with him though.

So i can't ask him.

Guess I'll have to wait until whenever i see Asher.

"Closet's that way" Anthony points without looking up from his phone. His eyebrows are scrunched in concentration.

I try not to think about how good he looks that way and head into the closet.

It's huge, walk in, of course.

I grab the first sweatshirt and sweatpants i see and pull them on.

Of course, i look ridiculous. I have to roll up the arms and legs just to be able to walk.

After breakfast i need to get out of here.

This is crazy.

I head out of the closet straight towards the door without making eye contact with Anthony.

Lord knows, i don't need his amusement directed at me right now.

My hand rests on the doorknob when his voice drifts out.

"You look adorable love, downright delectable dressed in my clothes..." he says.

I shoot him a glare and press my lips shut, waiting.

"Just head down the hall, your escort will meet you there" he says as he heads into the adjoining bathroom.

I pull the door open and step into the hallway. 

Woah. This place is huge. How rich are they?

As i make my way down the hall i can't help the sense of unease that washes over me.

I have no idea where i am or how to get out...

A woman with a kind smile greeets me at the end of the hall. She seems to be in her fifties but looks really good for her age.

"Oh dear! You're so pale!" She says as she fusses over me and turns me towards the stairs.

I follow behind silently as she leads me by my arm towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen there's is a large table where many people are currently sitting scarfing down what smells like the most delicious bacon and eggs ever.

I could hear the bustling and chatter before we stepped in but as soon a we do a hush falls over the room.

All eyes fall to me and i shrink behind the woman. Sofia, she said her name was.

"Well? Carry on then!" Sofia says as she leads me towards a seat.

"You lot will give the poor girl a fright!"

Everyone seems to really respect her, because they all get back to their breakfast. 

"Help yourself girlie, I'm gonna get started on lunch. These hungry beasties don't give me much time!" She says as she totters away.

I grab a plate and dish up some bacon and eggs. Then i spot a carafe of coffee. Score! 

I take a seat at the end of the table, next to a fierce looking girl with slanted features. 

"Hey, I'm Rumi" she smiles

"Anita," I mumble, stuffing food into my mouth.

She seems like she has more to say, but I'm not here to make friends. I'm not here to stay.

Plus, I'm not generally a talkative person.

So we seat in companionable silence- well not really considering the other people making conversation at the table- and eat our food. 

Suddenly my neck tingles. 

"We need to have a talk, ma bichè"

Asher.