Reunion with Her Alpha (Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Romance) Read Free

told her he was back into town and wanted to see Mila for her birthday. She was apprehensive at first, but after spending twenty minutes explaining to her that he wanted to make things right between Mila and himself, that he wanted to explain to her what happened, she had agreed to let him come to the party. She also told him, albeit not too nicely, that if he hurt her daughter again she would skin him alive.
     
    Marty’s nerves started to get the best of him as he neared the Santinni family home, but he knew this was something he had to do. He couldn’t put it off anymore. Mila deserved answers and he intended to give them to her.
     
    As he parked his car, he noticed that he wasn’t that early. There were a good number of cars parked up and the street. Music drifted from the backyard, and he could hear the soft rumble of voices coming from the house. He could see Mila was still well loved as she had always been.
     
    Coming up to the front door he rang the bell and waited. A young attractive woman answered the door and looked at him as if he was lost.
     
    “May I help you?”
     
    “Yes, is Ms. Santinni here?”
     
    “Mila?”
     
    “Um...well yes, her too, I guess. But I’m looking for her mother.”
     
    ***
     
    Carly looked at the gorgeous man at the door, something nagging at the back of her consciousness. She thought she had seen him before but couldn’t place him.
     
    “ Um, one second. Come on in. I’ll get her for you right now. Can I ask your name?”
     
    “Sure. My name is Marty.” He said reaching his hand out to shake hers.
     
    Carly’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Marty, she thought. What the hell is he doing here? Mila’s gonna flip!
     
    But she managed a fake smile and shook his hand even though every fiber of her being wanted nothing better than to hit him. “I'm Carly. Nice to meet you.” This was the man that had hurt her friend. The one she knew Mila still couldn’t get out of her mind. How dare he come back, now of all times!
     
    “I’ll be right back. Make yourself comfortable.”
     
    ***
     
    Marty looked around him and memories came flooding back. The cream carpet, the chocolate brown couches, the artwork all over the walls. It was all the same. Nothing had changed. Well, some things have changed. Him. But that couldn't be helped.
     
    Mrs. Santinni came into the living room. “Marty, it's nice to see you again. I hope you're well.”
     
    “I am, Mrs. Santinni. Thank you for letting me come by today.”
     
    “Of course, Marty, of course. I'm sure you and Mila have many things to talk about.” Her eyes hardened. She still hadn't forgiven Marty, no matter what she said on the phone.
     
    “Thank you. Is she here?”
     
    “Not yet, but she’ll be here shortly.”
     
    “Is there somewhere I can put this?” He held up the gift bag.
     
    “Here.” She grabbed it from his hand. “I’ll put it on her bed.”
     
    Walking off in the direction of Mila’s room, Mrs. Santinni disappeared down the hall, leaving Marty to his thoughts. He watched the comings and goings of everyone that was there. The house was decorated to the tee with beautiful flower arrangements and candles everywhere. Pink and silver balloons floated all along the hallway. Mila's favorite colors.
     
    He still remembered the last time he saw he. She was sitting on his porch swing next door, sipping a soda, looking as beautiful as ever. Her body had started to fill out in all the right places.
     
    He could have kissed her right then but something held him back. What, he didn't know at the time.
     
    He didn’t know how long he had been sitting there until he noticed a flurry of activity and looked to his right. Carly was bringing in a cake, and a few guys carried cases of beers and ice in behind her.
     
    And then he saw her.
     
    Three years and she still took his breath away. The scent of lavender and honey wafted over, swallowing him in a great wave that let a low moan from his lips,