Lost Alpha P2 by Jessica Ryan Read Free Book Online

civilization.
    “I am Travis,” he said, putting one hand up and backing away from the wolf that was still advancing. “I am the alpha of the Bowshot pack.”
    With those words the wolf stopped and sat down, cocking his head at Travis. It was obvious he recognized the Bowshot pack. Had he been a member?
    “I am leaving now,” Travis said. “Returning to my car at the top of the hill. If you want to speak with me then I will wait for you at the top of the hill.”
    The wolf continued to watch him as he backed away, not wanting to turn his backside to it for any reason. Finally when he was far enough away he turned and bounded up the hill. Once he reached the top he turned to see if he had been followed, but he was alone. The wolf remained on the side of the home, out of Travis’ sight.
    He sat down on the hood of Paige’s car, feeling the shocks strain and dip under his weight.
    “What happened?” Paige said behind him, getting out of the car. She walked up beside him, gasping when she saw the blood splattered over him. “Did you kill him?”
    “No,” he answered. “He did attack me though.”
    “Did he hurt you?” she asked, putting her hand on his back in concern.
    “Nothing I can’t handle,” he answered. “We’re just going to wait here.”
    “Why?” she asked.
    “To see what happens.”
    She must have sensed that Travis didn’t want to go into any more detail because her questions halted and she joined him on the hood of the car, putting one arm around him. Her touch was amazing after the ordeal he had just been through; he loved the small comfort she provided.
    Together they set in silence, staring up at the night sky in total darkness. As the temperature dropped she began to shiver, and Travis pulled her in tight, trying to warm her with his body.
    “Why are you so hot?” she asked.
    “Werewolves all run hot,’ he said. “It’s just our nature.”
    “That wasn’t what I was asking about,” she said, rubbing his chest with one hand. He immediately felt a tingle in his nether region at her sexual touch.
    “I guess I’m just lucky,” he answered, rubbing one hand on a thick, curvy leg.
    He didn’t know how much longer he would be able to resist her, but it appeared she wouldn’t be able to resist him much longer either. He had never had a woman be the aggressor when it came to sexual activity: this would be interesting.
    It had been at least a half hour since he had encountered the other wolf, he should have turned back into a man at this point.
    “I don’t think he’s coming,” Travis said, pulling away from Paige and standing up. The car groaned in appreciation and popped Paige off the hood and onto her feet beside it.
    “Well what now?” she asked.
    “I guess we go home,” he said, turning and heading for the passenger door.
    Just as he was about to open the car door a voice spoke behind him. “Is Jacob ok?”
    Travis jumped and turned, finding the stranger standing behind him in nothing but a pair of black boxer shorts.
    He studied the man up and down, there seemed to be genuine concern on his face. “No, he’s no longer with us.”
    “Did you defeat him?” the man asked.
    “No,” Travis said, shutting the car door and turning back to the smaller man. “The entire pack was slaughtered by a vampire.”
    The man’s eyes grew wide with shock as a hand shot up to his mouth. “This is very troubling news.”
    “Who are you?” Travis asked.
    “Dario,” the man said. “Former member of the Bowshot pack.”
    “Former member?” Travis asked.
    “Yes,” he said.
    “I have never heard of you,” Travis said.
    “I’m not surprised,” Dario said, chuckling. “Many years ago I thought to challenge Jacob for leadership of the pack; instead I was defeated rather easily.”
    “So you struck out on your own rather than face the humiliation of defeat?” Travis said.
    Dario looked at the ground before looking up and speaking. “That’s right.”
    “I’m sorry to