The Alpha's to Share: A BBW Paranormal Shifter Romance Read Free

does that mean?”
     
    “You’ll find out,” Madge said slyly, winking.
     
    Once she’d peeled and chopped the vegetables and added them to the cauldron, she added various seasonings and topped it with water. Then she opened a jar of what appeared to be dried meat and added some.
     
    “This will take about an hour,” Madge said. “Until then, why don’t we play a game of cards?”
     
    “Uh, sure.”
     
    Ok, so she was sharing a one-room cabin with an old woman who claimed to be able to turn herself into a raccoon and knew more about her than just about anyone. She was wearing clothing of questionable origin. And she’d lost everything practically overnight. But things could be worse, right?
     
    As she began to smell the heavenly scent of cooking stew, she began to relax. Maybe Madge was right. Maybe something brighter was in her future. She could only hope, because surely it couldn’t get any worse.
     

     

     

Chapter Three
     

     
     
     
     
     
    Seth could see the cabin in the distance. It had been six days since he left. The torrential rains that started soon after he left the den had slowed him down considerably. Even in wolf form, it was easy to lose his bearings when the rain was screwing with his senses.
     
    It was too late to turn back now. He turned his head over his shoulder and looked longingly in the direction from whence he’d come, but he’d come this far. He might as well see it through. Besides, if he turned back now, his brother would never let him live it down.
     
    He shifted just before the door and raised his hand to knock, but the door creaked open before he’d even finished balling his fist.
     
    “Seth!” Madge greeted him warmly. “Please, do come in!”
     
    “Did my brother send word that I was coming?” Seth asked incredulously as he stepped inside the cabin, allowing Madge to close the door behind him.
     
    “No,” Madge said. “But I know why you’re here. And I’ve already found her.”
     
    “Found whom?” Seth asked.
     
    “Your mate, obviously!” Madge said.
     
    “But… I haven’t even told you what I’m looing for,” Seth argued. “You don’t even know what type of woman I…”
     
    “Nonsense,” Madge said. “I know what you want better than you know what you want. Have a seat.”
     
    Seth slowly sat in the creaky old rocking chair that Madge had nodded her head toward. Madge pulled one of the chairs over from her table and sat down across from him.
     
    “So your brother is insisting you need a mate, eh?” she asked. “He’s right, you know.”
     
    “How did…”
     
    “Oh, come now, boy,” Madge interrupted him. “You know all about me. And you believe more than you realize you do.”
     
    “Look, Madge, I’ve heard all about what you do,” Seth said. “And I appreciate that some shifters have trouble finding mates and all. But really, I’m fine on my own. This settling down thing… maybe it isn’t for me.”
     
    “You are lonely every day,” Madge said confidently. “You long for companionship every day. Just because you’re afraid of it doesn’t mean it isn’t right for you.”
     
    Seth’s ears reddened. He shifted uncomfortably in the hard wooden rocker and said, “How do you know all this?”
     
    “Stop acting like you don’t believe in fortunetellers,” Madge said. “You can tell yourself you don’t believe in all that mumbo jumbo all you want, but it doesn’t make it true.”
     
    “Alright, then,” Seth said, leaning forward and clasping his hands together. “Let’s hear it. What type of woman do I want?”
     
    Madge grinned and said, “Ah, I love a challenge! No, no, don’t gloat. I don’t mean you’re challenging to figure out. You’re as easy to read as a nursery rhyme! I mean, you’re challenging me because you want to prove I can’t do it. But I’m about to prove you wrong!”
     
    “Go on, then!” Seth challenged her, his eyebrow raised in amusement.
     
    “Fine, fine,”