The Luna Choosing Game

Suddenly I found myself caught between two very irritated Alphas.
Nicholas was growling, his shoulders straight, his stature tall and imposing.
Julian matched the intimidating posture. He was slightly smaller in I build compared to his brother, but he was still tall and strong.
I guessed I might have better luck trying to calm down Julian, as he’s the one more fully aware of what happened here. Julian
and I had not been having sex in the airplane bathroom, or whatever else Nicholas might think.
Our interaction was entirely innocent.
Julian’s Alpha surfacing was just a direct reaction to Nicholas’s. It was
entirely defensive.
So I turned to Julian and placed my hand on his arm. Before I could say one word, Nicholas’s growl grew louder.
Julian began growling to match. Under my fingers, I felt his muscles tense.
“Julian,” I said, pleading. “Stop this.” But Julian didn’t listen. His focus was entirely on his brother. Even when I tried to move into
his line of vision, breaking his line of sight, Julian would just lean or straighten to see over or around me.
God, these two thought they were so different in so many ways, but the truth was, they were actually very similar. This
stubbornness was just one of the many ways.
Deciding that Julian was a lost cause, and since my interactions with him were only making Nicholas more upset and
heightening the already skyrocketing tension in the small plane hallway, I turned to Nicholas instead. I was in front of him in three
short steps. Had the brothers inched closer? I really needed to stop this before it turned to violence. Another handful of minutes,
and they’d be in wolf form, biting at each other’s throats.
“Nicholas,” I said as I moved closer to him. He did not reply. As Julian did, he absolutely refused to look at me, never taking his
furious gaze off of his brother. “Nick.” Still nothing.
Irritation bubbled inside of me. These two were going to shift and potentially
damage this little plane. I wasn’t about to die in a plane accident because these two couldn’t get their acts together! Touching an
Alpha about to shift was a dangerous prospect, but I knew Nicholas would never hurt me. So I moved closer into Nicholas’s

space, right up to his chest. Then I lifted my arms and placed my hands flat on his face, one on either cheek.
If he wanted to avoid looking at me, I would force him too. This foolish growling match was because of me, I knew that, and I
sure as hell wasn’t going to let it continue.
I don’t have the strength to move Nicholas, even with my additional werewolf ability, but with my urging, he did finally look down
at me.
His golden eyes were molten, the green flecks dark, nearly black. They cooled only marginally when he looked at me: “I was
having a panic attack. Julian was helping me,” I said. In Nicholas’s state, he wasn’t likely able to hear much. I had to keep my
sentences short and to the point. “Everything was entirely innocent.” Nicholas’s brow pinched together ever so slightly. Then,
subtly, he leaned into me and began to sniff.
He was scenting me, likely to see if the scents backed up my words. They would. While I might smell of Julian, as we did
embrace, I would not smell of sex. Nicholas wouldn’t detect even a hint of arousal on me.
Slowly, the fire in Nicholas dimmed
somewhat. He took a great big inhale, and on the exhale, his shoulders lost some of their rigidness. He inched closer to me, and
lowered his head down toward my shoulder. There, he turned his nose into the base of my neck and inhaled.
I let my hands drop from his face down to his chest, where I felt the steadiness of his heartbeat under my palm.