Alpha's Regret: His Wrongful Rejection

Training. Fighting. Busting skulls so half-feral males would fall in line? Doing the bills? She could’ve been hurt. She could have been stolen. But she wasn’t. Haisley, Rowan, a whole bunch of other females are willing to do whatever with a high-ranking male. I don’t disallow it. It’s better that the females choose. Better than…

She’s actually enjoying her ice cream. She savors it, swirling her tongue around the base and then mouthing the cream into peaks. The back of my neck sweats. We’re sitting together on a wrought-iron bench, and I swear, I’m heating the metal. She has a dollop of melted white on her bottom lip. She darts…

“Are you? Is this comfortable?” I stroke her stretched belly. “Yeah.” She offers me a small, shy smile. “I’m good.” “Are you hurt?” She shakes her head, still smiling. “No. Why would I be?” “Because it was your first time.” I’m oddly nervous. It was good. She said so herself. But still. I glance down…

The end goal is so clear. Protect the females and young. But the way there is so damn muddy. I’m not stupid. I know that just because you forbid a thing does not mean it is not done. It means it’s done in secret. I’ve been content to tell myself the lone females only indulged…

Haisley glances over to her brother, proud and high on her own audacity. There’s a shine in her eyes. I wouldn’t doubt but that she’s high on something else, too. I catch Cheryl’s attention and nod for her to come get her girl. “He’s gonna breed you and leave you, and then you’re gonna be…

“Yeah.” “All right. Let’s go for ice cream in a big, safe group.” I help her to her feet and address the lodge. “Who else is coming to town for ice cream?” The place erupts. Pups start begging. Half of the elders shake their heads, aghast, while the other half help each other up and…

“Then why do you want to sell shit to the humans?” “I want my money.” “We’re pack. There’s no mine. No yours.” Every pup understands this. Wolves aren’t human. We rise and fall together. She snorts. “That’s bullshit and you know it.” “Everything I have is yours.” It’s the truest thing I know. She takes…

My wolf lunges. Somehow, Una manages to grab the plate of venison as he leaps through the air, snarling and snapping, landing hard enough to rattle the empty chairs. He bares his fangs, pacing the open floor, forcing the males to back their tables further away and scoot their chairs. He’s like a rabid sentry,…

“You called me. I came.” “I didn’t, and you know it. I was telling you to knock it off.” I cock my head. “How was I supposed to know that? Felt like a ‘come here’ tug to me.” “It’s never gonna be a ‘come here’ tug.” “Never’s a long time.” She’s scowling, and I’m growing…

“Why?” “I want to check out your leg.” She flushes and tucks the book to her chest. “No.” “Come on.” I’m not the kind that’s good at convincing people. I’m more of a doer. I cross the room and grab the book, setting it open and upside down on the end table so she doesn’t…