The Alpha's Mate (Werewolf Romance)

The Alpha's Mate (Werewolf Romance) by Michelle Fox Read Free Book Online

Book: The Alpha's Mate (Werewolf Romance) by Michelle Fox Read Free Book Online
Authors: Michelle Fox
but things spun out of control very quickly.”
    “Does that mean she could be your sister?” I put a hand to my mouth shocked at the idea.
    “No, I doubt it. Dad’s the pack alpha. He could fight his wolf’s instincts.” Jackson paused for a moment and then said, “Anyway, because we didn’t know who the father was, she became a pack baby. She belonged to everyone and we all took care of her, especially my momma.”
    “What about her mom?” I asked remembering the odd exchange back at the bar. There was some painful history there.
    Jackson’s expression darkened. “She was married and her husband didn’t like that fact that some other wolf knocked her up. She had as little to do with Kelsey as possible.”
    “Oh wow.” I felt a small amount of sympathy for Kelsey. “We don’t do that kin d of stuff up here.” There was no post change orgy, ever, and, if you were mated, you didn’t sleep around. Jackson’s pack sounded like a Las Vegas bender compared to Huntsville.
    Jackson nodded. “I know. Every pack is different. If you had all the alphas we do, you might.”
    I tried to picture our pack with a bunch of alphas running loose, but failed. We’d never had more than one or two alphas at a time. The whole reason Jackson came to Hunstville was because there was no one to step into Cal’s place. Since our pack alpha was pushing seventy, he’d been concerned enough to reach out to other packs in search of a successor.
    Jackson put his hands on my shoulders. I let him come close this time. “Listen, I don’t want to talk about Kelsey or Vicki anymore. In fact, I don’t want to talk at all.” He leaned down to kiss me.
    “They shook me, Jackson,” I murmured as I pulled away from his mouth. “Both of them, like a one-two punch.”
    “ I know. I could see it in your eyes, but you are my mate. You can feel our bond, right?”
    I nodded.
    “That’s the truth of us .”
    I waved my ringless hand at him. “But this is the truth too.” I knew we were mated down to my marrow, my every heartbeat sang of our bond, but that didn’t mean we couldn’t be torn apart. He could walk away or I could even be forced out. It was rare for a mating to be disrupted, but it did happen. With wolves like Kelsey and Vicki at my door, I was afraid of what might happen.
    He grabbed my hand and lif ted it to his lips. “You want a ring?” He kissed my knuckles in turn, his lips soft, his breath hot.
    I shivered. “I want everything, Jacks.”
    He folded his hand around mine and pressed it against his chest. “Then I’ll give you everything.”
    Chapter Five
    My clothes melted off my body as I finally succumbed to Jackson’s sweet seduction. I’d been fooling myself if I thought I could resist him. We were mated which meant our bodies sought each other out like magnets.
    W e passed through the house in a blur of urgent kissing. By the time we reached the bedroom, I couldn’t concentrate on anything but the pure need throbbing between my legs. A haze of hot lust consumed all my worries and concerns.
    The mattress jiggled as he tossed me onto the bed, and he paused to take off his clothes before joining me. I watched him disrobe, my gaze tracing the hard lines of his muscles. His skin was still tinted caramel from the summer sun. The color tempted me to lick him and see if he was as sweet as he looked.
    Covering me with his body, which ran warm as an electric blanket, he nuzzled the nape of my neck. I did the same and we inhaled each others’ scents for several long minutes. Jackson smelled like fresh earth and pine with a faint undertone of clean soap. He told me once that I smelled like honeysuckle and mud.
    I’d been offended when he’d first told me that. Mud? What girl wants to be told she stinks like mud? But then I realized I really liked the scent of wet dirt. True, it wasn’t Chanel No. 5, but, with my enhanced wolf senses, it smelled of earth, water and growing things. Mud held potential and the promise

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