Jinxing The Alphas: A Paranormal Werewolf Romance (Hex My Heart Book 2) Read Free

fancy ideas of a life with two men that wanted her. What it would be like to not be ruled by antiquated laws. Her sister’s word, not hers.
    Traces of those memories trickled across her mind.
    If she closed her eyes, she could still feel their tender touches along her body, the way Luke’s stubbled chin and Evan’s close shave teased her inner thighs into a pink flush they claimed to love. The scent of autumn and lavender incense and of two masculine men surrounding her. They’d made sweet love to her beneath the night sky, the moon as full that night as it was right now.
    She cast a glance skyward, stumbling over a submerged root when a blast of cold wind rushed her and pulled at the ends of her robe, despite how tightly she had the lapels wrapped around her. She hunched deeper into the cotton warmth to escape another gust of wind.
    Heated puffs of air billowed out in front of her in between her knocking teeth. Tropical beaches and palm trees sounded good right about now. Another step and a snow trap sucked her leg in up to mid-calf. She growled a little and tugged on her caught leg.
    “Could this night get any worse?” Ambrosia forced herself to push forward, but half her mind told her to take it in the opposite direction. You have to do this. No turning back.
    She shifted the heavy weight of her shoulder bag filled with her Book of Shadows and ingredients to her other shoulder and trudged ahead, careful not to clank the delicate glass bottles together.
    She was supposed to go out that night, have some fun at the All Hallows gathering. Catch a breather from all the work of taking over her mother’s place within the council.
    She edged left around another tree.
    Both men had made it abundantly clear with their all-night loving just how much they wanted to take their shared attraction to something more. How they’d waited long enough.
    Her world’s laws prohibited it. Her heart screamed foul.
    Didn’t matter.
    No mixing of the species for Council members. They were the example for their community… blah blah blah. No exceptions… yada yada.
    She got it. Even shaped her life around them. All but this one rule. Hellz bellz, couldn’t she be more of a rebel instead of the goody two-shoe?
    Reality colored her life a few shades different. If another Council member found out about her one moment of weakness with Evan and Luke, she’d lose her seat, no question. And given her royal blood, that also meant her magick too.
    A few more quick steps brought her around a bend and to an opening in the woods. Her shoulders sagged in relief. She couldn’t imagine a more welcomed sight.
    Not true, cried her inner witch. Two wolves, their warm bodies. Shafts in hands ready for her. Waiting. Now that would be true perfection. She’d never thought going for men in the doubles would be her thing, but there you go. Everything else about her life was unpredictable. Might as well throw in the extra powerful lust department too.
    An illicit thrum of excitement stroked her.
    Hades, she had it bad. Ambrosia clenched her shaking fists at her sides then thumped a fist to her forehead. “Get it together, Ambrosia. It’s just the bond working you over.”
    In the summer she would hear the soft murmur of the stream to the north. Crickets hidden in the small clumps of grass and wildflowers.
    The eerie silence of the coldest night Sweet Briar Hollow had seen all winter was deafening, driving her to pick up the pace despite the deep snow.
    The ring of her protective spell outlined the boundaries of her wide circle in the clearing like a summer mirage nestled in the middle of mother nature’s frozen hell. All the previous night’s snow lay to the side, cleared from her space and looked like an oversized snow globe except the snow was on the outside.
    With a steady inhalation, she forced a clear mind and focused.
    Slowly, like her life depended on it—and the fact that she didn’t want to get zapped by her own wayward magick—she placed her