Trapped Between Two Alphas (Katerina)

I was currently in my room searching for a bathing suit. I wasn't chubby anymore, I had absolutely no fat. I was pure skin and muscle, and yet I was still self-concious.

After years of being called a cow, a waste of space, a fatass, well it shouldn't surprise me how insecure I get. But there's even time's when I try not to eat, thinking that it would help me lose weight like it had before out in the woods.

Each and everytime I try, I get caught and growled at by either Elijah, Joel or Cliff. My weight is my blind spot according to them. I find myself shaking my head dismissively at the thought. "Aha." I say suddenly, reaching for the smooth fabric of my navy blue bikini. I wiggle my hips in victory, a smile printed on my face. I close the bathroom door behind me as I step onto the cool tiles of the floor. I slip the T-shirt over my head and slip on the bikini top. There was no design on it, just like the bikini bottoms I slipped on. I bundled my previous clothes in my hand and walk back into my room, throwing them on the bed and grabbing a towel. "You guys ready to go?" I ask, meeting them in the living room. There was loud wolf whistles and I blush, sitting beside Elijah.

"Don't get too comfortable, we're about to head out. As soon as Rebekah gets here!" Joel yells the last part. I roll my eyes. "Nice. Who is she?" "She's just a friend of ours too. We all grew up together, attended the same pack school. She's nice too" Joel says. I had a feeling everyone from their pack would also be as nice as themselves. "Although I don't like her. She gets on my nerves too often." Joel added.

"Could you be any nicer to the girl? You're just mad because she beat your ass on her first try right?" I scowl at him. He scoffs. "She's a girl, of course I should be mad. I'm that childish." He says and it was his turn to roll his eyes. "I won't hesitate to hurt you if you're at all mean to her today." I smile at him. "Hey, be nice. He'll behave I'm sure." Cliff tells me, glaring at Joel and then grinning at me. I laugh shaking my head. Rebekah came downstairs in a bright red two piece bikini, and a black towel hanging from her arm. "Ready to go?" She smiled. The boys introduced me to her and she accepted my friendship at that instant. I ran up to her and linked arms. "Let's." I said and glared at Joel as they all stood up and followed us.

"No no no! Put me down!" I scream. And then the cold water splashes up and over my skin. I stood up gasping for air and smearing my eyes free of water. "Jerks." I shout and climbed up the muddy side of the lake and to the surface again. Cliff was laughing with Joel leaning on his shoulder, and Rebekah was laughing as well. I glared at the three of them.

I watched as Elijah swung on the long tight rope dangling from the tree and plundged into the water. As Cliff grabs Rebekah, her screaming away at him to let her go, I start to laugh. He throws her into the water, one of her arms tucked around her knees, the other was holding her nose as her blonde hair flies straight up in the air and she crashes into the water. I slowly step back and hide, creeping up behind them because using all my strength to chuck both Joel and Cliff in the water. It's a lot Hardee's using only one hand on each of them.

I snort, seeing heads pop up glaring. Rebekah still in the water, laughing just to their left. I ran and took a jump off the edge, landed close enough to them that they get a hide splash of water.

It wasn't long before they wiped their eyes clear and started to splash me back. Smiling at Elijah, he lifted me onto his shoulders and I laugh, watching as Rebekah climbs on Joel. Cliff stood to our right, reffing the chicken fights. "Alright, one... two... three!"

I was sitting on the grass when Rebekah came and sat down beside me. "Hey, having fun so far?" I bumped her shoulder. She laughs and smiles at me. "Yes. It's good to get out of the house, ya know?" She half frowned for a second. My brows furrowed.

"What's wrong?" I turn to face her better. She takes a sneak breath before saying, "I sorta found my mate." And I raise an eyebrow, "What do you mean sorta?" I ask. "I mean he hasn't realized it yet." She told me, frustration clear in her voice. My lips form an 'o' shape. "It's not like they'll be blind forever. They are bound to find out, something one person just discovers it before the other." I tell her and her eyebrows furrow. "Who is it anyways, why can't you just tell them?" I ask her. She looks at me with sad eyes. "Because it's Joel..." she trails off and I mumble "Oh shit," before I can stop myself. "Yeah. He practically hates me. Men don't take well to knowing their women are at all more successful than them... I guess I'm afraid he won't accept me." She tells me and I nod, understanding. "Don't worry. I promise you, Joel isn't like it." I assure her. "I have no way of knowing when he'll figure it out.

That's got to be the worst part." She mutters and bump her shoulder again. "At least you know you've got some pretty good back up if anything goes to shit..." I admit and we both start to laugh, knowing just how true it really was. We turn to watch the boys.

They're climbing out of the water and up the rocks toward us, ear to ear grins on their faces and their hair soaking wet.

Elijah met my eyes and gives me a wink. I quickly turn my head and stare out at the view.

It was such a beautiful day.