Romance: Dystopian Post Apocalyptic Romance 5: The Alphas: The Alphas Attack (paranomal menage romance wmw)

Romance: Dystopian Post Apocalyptic Romance 5: The Alphas: The Alphas Attack (paranomal menage romance wmw) by A.J. Winter

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Authors: A.J. Winter
 
     
    It was a quiet morning after a quiet night. Damian came off the wall and stopped at home for coffee and a quick breakfast. Anne had the coffee ready and he kissed her cheek as he came in. “I think I will miss the coffee more than anything else,” he said. “How long do you think it will be before the trade network is back up and running and we can get fresh coffee again?”
    “Not in our lifetime,” Anne laughed. “So enjoy it while you can.”
    “Maybe I can send Eddie on a coffee run. How long do you think it would take him to get to Africa and back?”
    Anne swatted his arm. “Eat up, I know it’s not haute cuisine but at least it’s not refried beans, and then you and I can turn in.”
    “Can’t,” he said around a mouthful. “Teaching Eddie to shoot today.”
    “You’re pushing too hard.”
    “I’m fine. We’ll spend all afternoon in bed, I promise.”
    “Maybe I don’t have time for you.”
    “That’s cold.” He drained the mug and kissed her cheek again. “I’ll see you later.”
    “Yes, you will.”
    He grabbed his rifle and the spare and some ammunition and set out again. He was used to walking long patrols but he was impressed with how quickly everyone else had gotten accustomed to walking everywhere. It was just over a mile to the house Eddie and Violet were living in and in the cool of morning the walk was pleasant.
    Matt’s sharp voice made Damian stop at the end of the driveway. The easy peace left him and he snapped to full attention. Eddie was on the step, face-to-face with Matt.
    Mat was saying, “Damian’s going to let a fucking wolf in sheep’s clothing help guard this place? Sure, why not make it even easier for you to open the gate and let your friends in here.”
    “I’m not a traitor,” Eddie said. “I get it, you hate me, but I’m not going to do anything  to put the village at risk.”
    “YOU ARE THE RISK!” Matt shouted back. “You aren’t even human. You should be shot before you hurt someone. You’re probably radioactive. You’re probably infecting us all. You got lucky, you’re big and strong because you got zapped but you’ll just give the rest of us cancer!”
    The hurt was evident on Eddie’s face. “Get out of here, Matt.”
    “No, you get out. Get out of our fucking village!” Matt’s back was to Damian but Damian could hear rage and hatred in the younger man’s voice.
    “I said go away!” Eddie gave Matt a shove, hands on the other man’s shoulders, and Matt flew off the deck, skidding twenty feet down the driveway before he stopped.
    Eddie stared at his hands, and then at Matt, the horror plain on his face. And then he looked up and saw Damian standing at the end of the driveway. Before Damian could say a word Eddie crouched and sprang up, leaping clear across the front yard, one of the few shows of power Damian had seen Eddie display. He hit the ground and took off running, disappearing from sight before Matt could pick himself up off the ground.
    The front door slammed open and Violet burst out. “Eddie!” she shrieked. She scrambled down the stairs. “Eddie!”
    Matt was suddenly on his feet. He caught Violet before she could take off across the yard. “He’s gone, Violet.” She struggled in his grasp. “He’s too fast. You’ll never catch him now.”
    Violet shoved him away. “Fuck you, Matt. Don’t touch me.”
    Matt wasn’t sure how Damian got down the driveway so fast without appearing to be out of breath but all of a sudden there was a fist gripping the front of his shirt and an angry face in his.
    “You little piece of shit.”
    “He shoved me,” Matt whined, struggling a little. “He could have killed me.”
    “And you were going to stand there and provoke him until he finally hit you. I saw the whole fucking thing. You get your ass over that fence and you track him down.”
    “But he’s some sort of mutant freak! He could be in Toledo by now!”
    “Then you’d better start running.”
    Violet

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