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A Prisoner Of The Alpha Wolf You're perfect
“He’s not coming,” I announce, feeling heartbroken. “You and mom should go. You have to be hungry, at least for more than crackers and cheese.”“We’re fine. The stars are beautiful tonight…” mom croons.I glance at Sadie. “Can you call Mamma Jean and tell her to put Tate to bed if he’s not already sleeping.”Mom sidles up to me, giving me a nudge. “Marriage is a test of patience. Its timing is not to be rushed if the true focus is love. Leon is a proud man. He may not have taken kindly to your threat of leaving him, but he’s not one to walk away. Neither are you.”Mom is my constant reminder of who I’m supposed to be. Not a restless soul but filled with faith and patience. Which is hard when you’re sitting in a lawn chair, waiting for your fated mate, who appears to have left you standing at the altar. I’m hurting, embarrassed, feeling stupid for forcing him to marry me, when, after all this fuss, I would rather be with him at home. I let my ego get the best of me. I let tradition tak
A Prisoner Of The Alpha Wolf Zero
This is nice.No!My beast wasn’t impressed.I’d stopped just outside a mid-sized town and was eating a picnic lunch on the grass beside a small lake. The sun was shining, and the dappled light filtered through the leaves of a birch tree onto the blanket I’d laid out.There was no one else nearby as it was midweek; kids were in school, and adults were at work. But on the far side of the lake, there was a playground and a small restaurant, and elderly couples were enjoying a meal or just a coffee at the outdoor tables while young children played on the swings, watched by their parents or carers.While eating the quiche I’d picked up at a local bakery, I studied the families enjoying the pleasant weather. With my time consumed by work and keeping my beast happy, or if not exactly happy, then content, there was no space in my life for romance or a relationship, not even a one-night stand. Well, okay, maybe a couple of no- questions-asked romps after late-night drinking sessions at whatev
A Prisoner Of The Alpha Wolf Two
We developed a pattern. I’d give my leopard three months of what I referred to as roaming time. He’d take the lead, telling me to switch from a highway to a back road or vice versa. If he hadn’t found our forever home, a town or region in that time, I took control and we’d rent a place of my choosing. As renting required a commitment, I insisted we stay a minimum of six months. He agreed as long as we shifted frequently.The few shifter friends I’d made on my travels came up with suggestions as to why my beast was anxious. Their reasoning ranged from him wanting to be with his own kind, to returning to the place where I’d first heard him during puberty, and even him searching for our mate.My leopard’s answer to the first was a resounding no. Snow leopards didn’t grow up in packs or prides, much like their wild cousins. We’d met another snow leopard at college but apart from having the same beast and being students, we had nothing in common.He first revealed himself at my folks’ home
A Prisoner Of The Alpha Wolf Three
A cabin would make a nice change from the tent, and I checked the map on my phone for Barcombe. It had a couple of B&Bs, but before I booked anything, I gave my snow leopard the choice. He said he didn’t care, before curling up.I wouldn’t make it to the town this evening so I’d be bedding down in the tent tonight, but I booked a room for tomorrow and the day after. A cozy room in a B&B and then a cabin for a few days or even a week would break up the journey before we stopped roaming for six months.Who knows, it might be our last stop.But my leopard was asleep or pretending he was.DANTEPerimeter runs had been my favorite job as Beta since I first became one. Sure there was something rewarding about protecting the den and letting my bear do what he longed to do by both exploring and sometimes marking our territory. But that wasn’t why I loved it. No, for me, I loved the alone time with Alicia, my fellow Beta.Alicia was my best friend. Not that I was allowed to call him that pre-A
A Prisoner Of The Alpha Wolf Four
I thought of spiders, mold, and goose poop in an attempt to shift and not have a hard-on. I mostly succeeded, my semi at least not super obvious. That was what I told myself.“What did you find?” I queried.He handed it to me. “It’s a penny.”I could see that. But what was special about it? “It’s shiny,” I noted.“And it was facedown, which means by giving it to you, we both have good luck.”“I don’t get it.” What did finding a random coin on our perimeter run have to do with luck?“It’s a human thing,” he explained. “If you find a penny and you don’t pick it up, it’s automatically bad luck.”“Okay.” It made no sense, but a lot of what humans did made no sense to me.“And if it’s faceup, then the finder keeps it and gets good luck.”I just watched him for a second, still not getting it but also not sure it was important that I did. “And this was tails up so you gave it to me?”“Exactly. You’re welcome. Now we both get good luck.” He winked and took his fur again, which was good, becau
A Prisoner Of The Alpha Wolf Five
When it was our turn, we both ordered the peach.“Here’s yours.” The teen handed Alicia his ice cream. “Sorry, but we ran out. Do you want another flavor?” He directed his question to me.I was grateful he’d given it to Alicia instead of asking us who wanted it. Alicia was the one who’d been looking forward to it, he of course should be the one to have it. But he would be nice and offer it to me, and then we’d be going back and forth until it was half melty and neither of us would have a decent ice cream experience.“I’ll have strawberry please,” I said automatically. Originally they carried chocolate, vanilla, and the flavor of the day. This season they added strawberry as one of their daily offerings and it was a huge success.We went and grabbed my cone for me, and Alicia and I walked over to the picnic tables to eat our yummy confections.“You can have this one.” He held out his peach cone for me.“It’s why you came,” I countered and licked mine as some sort of primal way of saying
A Prisoner Of The Alpha Wolf Six
“Alicia.”“Yes, Alpha.”“Were you planning on staying and playing with Oberon?”“Ummm.” I looked around to find Grant had disappeared, Alpha was on his feet, and Dante was at the door.“We were up late putting the finishing touches to a tourist cabin last night, Alpha. And Bert, the rooster, woke us all up very early this morning.” That was Dante, saving my ass and making excuses for my lack of focus. My mind wandered to us painting the walls yesterday and arguing about the color. I said it was eggshell and Dante insisted it was plain white.“That damned rooster tried to waylay me yesterday and Brian had to save me.” Alpha gritted his teeth. Dante and I shared a glance, and I stifled a laugh. Bert was one of the few creatures who could get the better of our Alpha.Dante took my arm and we left Alpha’s home. Grant was sprinting away in the direction of the library. “How about we do a perimeter run?”“Why?”My bear was suddenly awake and shaking his head at my response.Dante shrugged a
A Prisoner Of The Alpha Wolf Seven
Not trusting myself to reply, I plastered a smile on my face.Go. My bear was happy to be anywhere Dante was.“The market?” I squeaked. We’d reached the river and I kneeled beside it and splashed water on my face, hoping that would cool my frenzied longing. It didn’t, so I dunked my head in the cool water and held my breath.But my lungs were screaming at the lack of oxygen, and I got up, or staggered was more like it. Dante steadied me. Just what I didn’t want—his hands on me. But I did. Every night, I’d dream of his hand on my dick pumping, and his fingers in my ass while mumbling, “Do you want my cock in you?”“I do.” Wait, did I say that out loud? I did. Fuck. Shading my eyes from the sun, I studied the cabin we’d been working on yesterday.“Excellent.” I could hear the smile on his voice even though I was gazing in the opposite direction. “I’m looking forward to it. It should be fun.”“We should check if the paint’s dried.” I pointed at the cabin. Once that was done, we could han
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