Psycho Shifters (Cruel Shifterverse, #1)

by Jasmine Mas

My instincts screamed at me to comfort her. I stood still.

He stood too close to her for comfort. I didn’t fucking like it. Then his words sank in.The void splintered within me, and my skin itched. My monster screamed to be released. I focused on Jax, the only person who had ever kept my beast at bay. As I looked into his stormy gray eyes, the void retreated.

My body itched to slam her against the floor and ravish her.

Jax was my rock, my alpha. Without him, I was broken and untethered. Now someone else had his attention. Someone with secrets.

She was everything I could never be. She wasn’t broken.

As much as I wanted her to be, she wasn’t weak.

Jax didn’t like me for the facade of my looks. Jax liked me for the inky depth of my rotten soul. He was the first lover to ever do so, and he would be my last.

The big alpha was my end and my beginning. My everything.

My instincts screamed at me, I wouldn’t survive this girl.

Cobra slammed his mouth against Jax’s, and he aggressively kissed him. Jax stood still for a moment, but then the much larger man fisted his hand in Cobra’s short, silky dark locks.

It was like watching two masculine gods collide in a show of might. “Oh my sun god, relax, we get it. You have hot sex.” Ascher threw his pillow at Cobra’s back.

Plus, I was never going to enter into a relationship; zero sexual experience ensured that. If I were in a league, it would be called “scrawny chicks with homicidal voices and general unwellness.”

“I’m not interested,” Ascher sneered at me with his lush mouth, amber eyes rolling in disgust. It took me an embarrassingly long moment to realize what he was talking about.

“Trust me, I’m not either.”

“Sure, that’s why you were eye-fucking me.”

Ascher wasn’t the first man to tell me I was repulsive, and he wouldn’t be the last.

Suddenly, Jax shifted into a monstrous bear.

Ascher grew taller until he stood a few feet shorter than Jax. His black horns tripled in size, and they jutted off a massive ram’s head. His torso expanded and bulked up but for the most part, looked the same, unlike his legs, which were covered in thick brown fur and ended in hooves.

Hundreds of snake shadows wrapped themselves around Cobra’s pale skin.

Jax was a monstrous bear, Ascher was a freaky ram, and Cobra had shadow snakes.

I was an alpha, a beast.

I was a massive cat.

“You’re a saber-toothed tiger of lore.”

I was a badass.

I couldn’t let them see my scars.

“Time’s up. Let’s…” Jax trailed off when he saw me standing there. All three men stared down at my exposed legs in shock.

Their alpha scents—chestnuts, pine, and frosty snow—grew thicker in the small room. Their eyes glowed, and the rich pheromones made my mouth water.

Jax cut me off by grabbing my face with both his massive hands. “Are you injured?” His gray eyes glowed as he softly growled, gold jewelry tinkling. “I’m fine. I think shifting back healed my wounds.”

“The alphas were growling and staring at you with such intensity that it made me overwhelmed, and I was in the sickbed next to you.”

“Orphaned and raised by a beta innkeeper that used me as his own personal whipping post. Also, I just found out I’m the first female alpha and can turn into a saber-toothed tiger, which you saw.”

“Oh, sweetie, you just found yourself a best friend. Fuck most shifters. Except you. You were a beast out there. And oh my sun god, your fangs are seriously sick.”

“First, we’ll have to overthrow your alphas, and I have a feeling it’s going to be dirty, dirty, dirty work.” He dramatically drew out the words dirty, dirty, dirty and fanned himself.

“You have no idea.”

The third thing I noticed was the massive alphas fucking against the wall.

Shifters were known to be extremely amorous and would fuck literally anybody.

“Fuck, you like that?” Ascher moaned, his voice startling me. I hadn’t noticed him.

Ascher was sitting on his bed with his back against a mountain of pillows.

His dick was in his hands, and he was stroking it up and down as he watched Jax fuck Cobra against the wall.

“You want him to take you even harder than that?” Ascher asked in a silky voice.

“Beg him to fuck you!” Ascher yelled in between loud moans,

“Fuck yes,” Jax growled, and Cobra moaned beneath him, but his emerald eyes didn’t break contact with mine. “Beg him to fuck you now, Princess!” Ascher shouted, and his seed erupted out of his hand as he turned to stare directly at me.

When Ascher said “princess,” Jax roared loudly and jerked into Cobra. Princess. Fuck my life.

He had been talking to me, not Cobra.

Ascher had insinuated Jax was going to fuck me…hard. I didn’t know how to feel. My breathing became erratic, and panic clouded my brain because no one could ever see my body. My scars.

“How are you doing? I heard you transformed into a cat. Everyone in the fortress is freaking out. The first female alpha. The sun god has surely blessed us. The entire realm is going to know soon.”

Jax growled deep and low, and Zed jumped off the bed like it was on fire. Assert yourself.

“Don’t threaten my friend.”

Zed grabbed my hands in his. Chaos erupted. Jax and Ascher jumped out of their beds and crowded around us. “Don’t touch her,” Jax growled while physically pulling Zed away from me. Jax’s eyes glowed, and he dwarfed Zed with his size and muscles. At least he was fully dressed.

“Leave.” Ascher leaned over Zed and invaded his personal space.

“Also, the compound gave you a phone, Sadie. It’s in your top drawer. You can text me at any time.”