Seed of The Alpha (BBW Werewolf Pregnancy) by Krista Bella Read Free Book Online

in exasperation. She was tired of the games and the secretive demeanor Tristan had taken on. "Are you some sort of serial killer who gets off on sleeping with fat chicks then murdering them?"
    The more she thought of the scenario, the more frightened she became.
    Suddenly, Tristan stopped, almost sending Julie running for the cabin. He turned to face her, an odd expression on his face.
    Julie braced herself, ready to run. But she knew she would never outrun Tristan. She was a big girl and he had a powerful body of an athlete, with thighs like Adonis. She probably could not make several steps versus him, much less make it back to the cabin to safety.
    Just face it, she thought worriedly as she considered his strange obsession with meat. If he's out to eat my fat ass, I'm screwed.
    Julie was surprised when Tristan's expression turned soft and he said, "What I'm about to tell and show you, may be hard pill for you to swallow."
    I swallowed your big fat dick and that cum , the naughty part of Julie wanted to joke. Surely, I can swallow any pill.
    "What?" Julie asked.
    To her surprise, Tristan began removing his clothing. He pulled off his shirt, revealing that magnificent washboard stomach and muscles. Next came his pants, and even soft, Tristan was hung like a horse.
    "You wanted to show me this?" Julie asked , her eyes glued to that humungous apparatus between his legs. "I must say, it's impressive, but I've seen it already." Sucked it already.
    "Are you ready?" Tristan asked as if he hadn't heard what she said.
    Julie tore her eyes away from his big dong and huffed. "Ready for what?"
    Suddenly, the air around them changed and Tristan's face began to elongate and shift before her eyes. "This."
    Julie's eyes opened wide with terror as she watched Tristan morph into a very large wolf with golden eyes.
    She opened her mouth to scream, but no sound came out. How could this be? Her boss, Tristan Carver, was a wolf? What the hell was going on?
    The wolf sat back on its haunches, staring at her. Julie trembled beneath his gaze. Slowly, the wolf came over to her and Julie's body shook uncontrollably with fear.
    "Tristan?" Julie asked in a small voice, her legs on the verge of the collapse. "Is that really you?"
    Somehow, she saw the answer in the wolf's golden eyes. The wolf licked her hand with its long tongue and then Julie heard the sound of popping bone. Suddenly, Tristan stood before her again, naked and magnificent.
    Immediately, Julie was flooded with relief and filled with a million questions. "What the hell did I just witness? What the hell are you? How long have you been this way?-"
    The questions were endless, but Tristan brought a finger to her lips to quiet her. "Shhh." He placed a hand on her body, which was still quavering like a leaf, and slowly, Julie began to calm down. "Are you ready?" he asked her again for the millionth time that night when her body had stopped shaking.
    "Ready for what?" Julie asked. 
    "To be my mate."
    "What does that mean?"
    His gaze pierced her soul "That you will be mine forever."
    Julie was a long time in responding. She hardly knew Tristan. Though having a powerful hunk like him for a boyfriend would be an ultra-confidence booster, could she really sign herself away for an eternity?
    She looked into his eyes then and felt...claimed. She was his, and his alone.
    "I'm ready," she breathed finally.
    Tristan pulled her close then and their bodies melted into each other. His lips found hers and pressed fiercely. His strong arms wrapped around her, taking in her large body, and roamed and groped all over her luscious curves.
    Then she was on the ground with twigs scratching through the fabric of her flimsy dress and into her back. Tristan was kissing all over her neck voraciously, like the hungry wolf that he was, sending bolts of fire shooting through Julie.
    Without warning, he tore away her dress like it was thin paper and grabbed at her exposed breasts, leaving claw marks, with one hand while