Not My Wolf Read Free

arrived.
    “Corey, this is my friend, Devin,” Blaine said. “Devin, this is my leader, our Alpha, Corey.”
    Devin’s eyes widened. “The Alpha?”
    Corey sneered. “Yes, the Alpha. Do you have a problem with that?”
    Devin’s lips curled in a grin. “No problem at all. I could never have imagined…” He continued to stare at Corey like he was a piece of prime rib. Corey told himself he hated the man’s Southern drawl, the way he dragged out all of his words. The two were obviously from somewhere south, and he couldn’t remember if Blaine had ever told him from where. After that first look, Corey refused to look at him. He focused instead on his sister, and Devin at last caught the hint. “Oh yes, this is my sister, Corrin.”
    Corey and Corrin , he thought like a teenager. That could work.
    “Hello,” the woman whispered. Corey picked up on her voice because he could, not because she’d spoken very loud. He wasn’t into the shy type. Damn .
    Devin settled in the booth beside Blaine , and Corrin sat beside him. His Beta kept tossing him looks, but Corey ignored him. Blaine knew he was acting weird, and he knew it too. He couldn’t get a hold of himself. Being completely aware of another person in so consuming a way went beyond anything he’d ever experienced. He didn’t appreciate it. Still, he felt it when Devin looked at him and when he glanced away. He sensed his mood, excitement and confusion mingling.
    After the siblings had ordered and received drinks and they’d sat around talking about nothing important, Devin leaned forward over the table, his eyes on Corey. “Don’t you want to ask me anything?”
    Corey frowned at him. “Why would I want to?”
    “You know,” Devin insisted. He tapped his bottle on the table, the only sign of his nerves. He didn’t color in embarrassment like Corey did or anyone else he knew when the situation made them uncomfortable. Corey sensed it in him—the ability to be an Alpha, maybe even more so than Corey.
    Trying to cover for the odd feelings that had taken hold of him, Corey waved his hand in dismissal. “ Blaine ’s a big boy. I don’t need to interrogate his dates.”
    The intensity in Devin increased. “Can I speak to you alone?”
    “What for?” Corey was being unreasonable. If he was feeling nothing at all in connection with Devin, he wouldn’t be acting this way. That fact was painfully clear as well. He hated that there was nothing he could do to hide it from the others, especially Devin.
    The man had the boldness to reach his hand across the table to Corey’s, and he jerked back, knocking over his drink. Beer sloshed the table and his hand, and he looked around for something to clean up the mess. Finding nothing, he faced Corrin and crowded her a little. “Mind letting me out? I just remembered I have some business I need to take care of. Sorry about that. I have to go. Nice meeting you both. See you at home, Blaine .”
    As quickly as he could, he crossed to the door, ignoring their protests. He couldn’t get to his SUV fast enough. When he reached it, he unlocked the door and yanked it open. A hand came up from behind and blocked him from getting in. He should have heard or even sensed him coming, but he’d been too preoccupied.
    “Why are you running away from me, Corey?” Devin asked.
    He turned to face the other man, finding Devin way too close. Corey had nowhere to go unless he wanted to duck under Devin’s arm. But that would make him brush against his hard body. If he folded into his vehicle at this point, it would bring him lower than Devin, a sort of submission. No fucking way.
    “Who’s running?” he lied. “I told you I have business to do.”
    Devin didn’t address his ridiculous excuse but rather said, “I know you feel it—our connection. I knew the minute I walked through the door and laid eyes on you.” He touched Corey’s cheek, and he pulled away. Devin didn’t appear to be daunted. “Darlin’, you’re