Chosen By The Alpha (Paranormal BBW Werewolf Erotic Romance) Read Free Page A

up with his large strides. I wasn’t quite sure what was going on, but I had a pretty good idea. Why else did anyone slip away to the back of the bar? My heart raced with excitement, but my brain yelled warning messages at me the whole time, spouting things like “don’t trust him!” and “remember what happened last time!” I couldn’t help myself though. The pull of the werewolf was too strong.
    I’d always heard stories about people falling for paranormals and the issues it caused, and before now I’d always thought it was a little silly. Why date some mystical creature when there were plenty of humans about? Well, my night at Club Etherealia had changed all that. It was like a whole other world. Did I care what people thought of me? Not in the slightest.
    We stopped abruptly in front of a tall red door with a padlock on it. My breath caught in my chest. It looked pretty menacing with the heavy lock sitting there, but this aroused my curiosity ever more. Whatever it was I was about to experience, few had.
    He fumbled for a key, then with a loud clank! the lock fell open.
    With a hiss of air, the door swung ajar, and I couldn’t believe my eyes.
    Inside the warm, dark room was an assortment of furs, a fireplace in the corner and shrubbery lining the walls, vines from multiple plants snaking their way around the room. It smelled like a forest, sap and pine trees and life. With a gulp, I realized what I was looking at. A wolf’s true den. It seemed odd to recreate the natural look and feel of a den indoors, but I wasn’t asking any questions.
    “My home away from home,” he said softly, eyeing the place like a parent looks lovingly at their child.
    “Wow,” I breathed, taking it in. The sights, the smells, everything was so beautiful. I thought I could hear water rushing in the distance, and the chirp of birds somewhere high in the ceiling. “It’s wonderful.”
    “Our old den was…destroyed,” he said with a terrible sadness marking his face. “The owners have graciously helped me create a new one for my people in its stead. It’s not much, but its home to us.”
    I walked around the room in awe, feeling the soft moss carpeting the walls and the coolness of the grass beneath my toes. I felt a deep sadness for him in that moment. It must have been terrible to lose everything. I didn’t want to pry into how it had happened, but I felt a fierce anger for whoever had destroyed it. “I’m sorry to hear that.”
    “So am I,” he said wistfully, walking up behind me and placing his hands gently around my waist. “But I believe...yes, I believe you can help us.”
    My mind reeled in shock. How? I hardly even knew that werewolves existed until recently, and here he was thinking I could help his pack? “I’m sorry...what do you mean?”
    “It is a tale long told in wolf lore, that if an Alpha is defeated in battle, he may regain his honor by mating with another. The mating ritual allows the strength of two bodies to flow into one, into the Alpha, and he will be strong enough to avenge his rival. It is the way my people have lived for centuries, and I let them down that fateful night. But when I saw you tonight, something jumped out at me. Something special. I don’t know what it is yet, Tina, but you’re the one. I can feel it. I think you can bring balance back to my people.”
    Confusion and pride and fear and excitement rushed through me in waves as I took in what he was saying. It was flattering that he saw me so highly, but I doubted my ability to save an entire wolf pack. I was hardly able to keep up with my own daily affairs, much less everyone else’s. I looked up into his warm yellow eyes and the deep sadness behind them. He had lost so much, and he was just trying to do the right thing by his people. I didn’t want to admit it, but I too felt a strange connection to him, and I didn’t want to tell him no.
    “Will you help me, Tina?” He asked me, looking deep into my eyes. I felt the