Her Alpha Protector by Gwen Knight Read Free Book Online

offering her something, something that had only ever been whispered about. The mating call had been revered in her former pack; none of them had ever experienced it.
    Hunter’s wet nose brushed behind her ear, his teeth catching the tip for the smallest moment before releasing it. She felt the pull to rise to her feet, and finally she did. She shook out her fur, scattering the dust motes back into the air, and turned to Hunter, searching his face.
    “Angel!” Seth barked at her, his fingers snapping as though she was nothing more than a disobedient dog. Her hackles rose and she bared her sharp fangs, showing that she wasn’t his. Never had she so openly rebelled, but there was something about Hunter that gave her strength, whereas Seth had always stolen it.
    Her former alpha’s face thinned with anger, now burning with the fires of his rage. Not one for hearing no , he seemed unable to accept what was happening.
    Silence filled the bus station, yet the thoughts in her head were deafening. Hunter eased between them, his head lowered protectively, a low growl vibrating from his throat. A deep chorus of yips fell from his mouth, his challenge riding on the chilled air.
    Angel’s eyes darted to the man who had dogged her steps for years, hounded and harassed her, abused and debased her until the only option left was to run. Only once had she dared to call one of her pack members to learn what was happening. The news had been staggering. Seth had named her rogue, a word she’d come to loathe since then. Rogue meant beyond the jurisdiction of any other wolf. It meant she was open game, a meal for any wolf that she crossed paths with. It was why she’d been running for so long. But this one, this midnight alpha, had set her free. Hunter had put her needs above the rules, even above his own needs, something she’d never witnessed in any other wolf. The males took what they wanted, regardless of consequence.
    Now the moment she’d dreamed about for almost a decade had arrived. After nights spent in Seth’s not-so-tender care, days when she’d hardly been able to crawl away as he’d forced himself on her...yes, she was ready for this nightmare to end. Once she’d believed that people deserved redemption and forgiveness. In her human life, she’d believed murder of any sort was despicable, but since becoming a werewolf, she’d developed a whole new set of ethics. Her outlook on life was not so naive anymore. She’d spent years telling herself she was not like them, wasn’t a coldhearted monster. But things were different now. She wanted him gone—she wanted him dead.
    Seth’s opaque eyes rose from the cracked floor and stabbed through her, watching with an intensity that burned like a steady flame. Never had she seen such hate in someone, from the clenched fists and curling lip to the scrunched nose.
    “This isn’t finished,” Seth grunted as his shift began to morph his features. “See you soon, Angel,” he wheezed as he dropped to the floor, writhing until a large gray wolf stood before them.
    Hunter snarled and gathered his strength beneath him, about to strike when Seth dove out of the bus station, his nails skittering over the cement as he retreated.
    Fear ran rampant through her gut. It wasn’t finished. Angel knew Seth would keep his promise. He always did.

Chapter Five
    The cool breeze was a relief to his nose after the stagnant air of the station. Hunter glanced back at the small wolf trailing in his wake, her ivory fur shimmering like the moon within the silken ebony threads of night. Fury and relief washed over him, the stark contrast of both shredding his insides. Her former alpha had laid hands on her; he’d seen the bruised imprint blooming over her creamy skin. How he’d longed to take chase and tear the man to pieces for what he’d done, but that would have left Angel alone and for all he knew, that was Seth’s plan—a loathed thought. He was vacillating between warring emotions, equal