The Doctor's Five Alphas (Steamy BBW Werewolf Pack Menage Romance) Read Free

trunk and retrieved my luggage, I glanced around at the village. We were parked on a small street, just outside a small, modern hut of some sort. There appeared to be many others in the area, connected by small streets. To the side was an incline, with larger buildings up the hill – probably the center of the village.
     
    It was clear that we weren’t exactly on the fringe of civilization, but that this was a predominantly rural community. My gaze drifted to two boys, watching the car and the two of us around it. As soon as they realized I was returning their gaze, they resumed playing with their leather soccer ball – well, futbol outside of the States.
     
    I guess that settles it. If there really WERE wolves, the boys would have seen them.
     
    “Well, come on then! Time to get you situated,” Pensley told me cheerfully. I followed him around the car to the front of the hut, and he withdrew a spare key from his pocket and unlocked the door.
     
    “Women first,” he chuckled softheartedly as I stepped inside. It was dark inside, and but I could see that the area was one large room, with minimal furniture.
     
    “Ah, there we go,” Pensley spoke aloud as he found the oil lantern on the counter. Lighting and flicking it on, he held it up to add a little more light to the room. “A bit on the sparse side, yes. I’m afraid the Chair was a bit rushed in securing things, and needed you here – where this friend of his apparently is.”
     
    I nodded, taking in the layout. The bed – standing out in the middle of the room, against the wall – was a full-size, perched in a thick, wooden frame. Two thick pillows helmed the bare but reasonable mattress, with a folded pile of sheets and pillowcases sitting neatly on the corner. To the right was the counter, stretching across the wall between a pair of thick cabinets, with a sink inset beneath a window. To the left sat a chair, tucked away behind the door and facing in, and another window in the center of the otherwise bare wall. Well, bare with the exception of a small dresser, diagonally positioned beside the bed.
     
    “It’ll do nicely,” I told him politely. “I can’t say I’ll need very much here…do you know anything about the water quality?”
     
    “The water in these parts is fresh, completely untouched by pesticides or chemicals – you shouldn’t have a problem with any of it.
     
    “Good. One less thing to worry about.” I realized the conspicuous lack of refrigerator and laundry…or power at all. “Where do I store my food?”
     
    “The cupboards will have to do the trick, I suppose.”
     
    “And cleaning my clothes?”
     
    “There’s a washline out back if you really need it, close to the well. But the Chair didn’t seem to think you’d be here long…I’m supposed to retrieve you in four days. You’ll probably be fine until then. Oh, before I forget…” he reached out his hand, “give me your phone. I’ll need to plug my number in, in case you run into any trouble.”
     
    “Yeah, sure thing.” I retrieved it from my pocket, unlocking it and switching to the contacts app. He input his number under the name Lionel Pensley .
     
    “Here you are! That would have been a problem, had we not sorted that little detail out!”
     
    I heard shuffling outside, and both of us turned our heads. A young village woman, just a few years younger than me, popped her head in through the door.
     
    “And here she is. Here’s your guide now!”
     
    “Hi,” the girl waved. “I’m Camilla – I live next door. Who are you?” Her accent was thick, her wording careful. English wasn’t her first language, but I doubted that much of the surrounding community spoke any English anyway.
     
    “I’m Alaina,” I told her, waving back. “I’m going to be here a few days.”
     
    “Yes, to take care of the wolf,” Camilla answered.
     
    “I’m sorry, the what?” I asked. A wolf? The Chairman knows I don’t have any veterinarian