Chapter 11

Alexa’s POV 

I rise up from the couch about to escape this scorching view of me when two hands grabbed my arms firmly. I turn my head towards both sides of mine, narrowing my gaze at them. At least even if I can't recognize all of them at a first glance, I can tell Austin and Dustin, they are the ones grabbing my hands. 

“Let me go!” I yell. I can't just let my emotions control me this way. I act like I don't wanna fuck them because this will portray me as being cheap. It's unimaginable being the sexual prey of seven hot Alphas. They will fuck me to my death with their muscular structure. 

“Are you really rejecting us?” Dustin mutters, pointing his gaze to the floor. I smirk. 

“Are you bigger than rejection? Aren't you the first to reject me?” 

“When–when was that?” He stammers looking over to his brothers. I hiss, shaking my head. 

“Anyway, I'm not ready to argue with you here. I just need you two to let go of me.” I really