Yielding to the Alpha (Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Romance) Read Free

anything.”
     
    “The full moon isn’t for another eight days,” he replied, oddly serious sounding. He turned to her and grinned again, his big toothy grin. “Besides, it doesn’t matter--another month and you’ll know this place like you’d been born here.”
     
    “I hope so…” she sighed, and moved a little closer to him.
     

 
    CHAPTER THREE
     
    Jerome’s room was indeed very close by. A little over five minutes and they were approaching the unassuming looking building where he apparently lived. She supposed the older students who lived on campus got assigned to different blocks, away from the freshmen. Still, she was quite eager to see his room now.
     
    He pulled ahead as they approached the main door, looking for his keys in the light of the headlamp over the door. She took in the sight of her would-be rescuer again. She wondered if he played any sport, he certainly looked quite athletic, and suddenly felt embarrassed that she hadn’t asked about him at all. She hoped he didn’t think she was rude. Her eyes travelled up and down his tall frame unthinkingly, taking in his muscular build. He really was very good looking. He just didn’t feel the need to flaunt it with arrogance.
     
    Jerome bolted upright, looking around him. Again he almost seemed to be sniffing the air, and fixed on Sharon with an odd look. Did he catch her looking?
     
    “You okay, Sharon?”
     
    “Yes,” she replied, thoroughly confused. Jerome looked very briefly agitated, before shrugging and heading inside. That was strange.
     
    “Let’s go up.”
     
    Sharon was so relieved to be inside, where it wasn’t quite so unrelentingly cold that she barely took in Jerome’s building. A flight of stairs later they were standing in front of his door and Sharon suddenly felt rather awkward. Jerome opened it up and motioned for her to go first, smiling as he held the door ajar.
     
    The room wasn’t what she was expecting at all, though she wasn’t sure what she had been expecting. Jerome’s room was quite big and spacious, but there wasn’t much in it. It had a slightly unused feel. There was a big bed in the corner, a computer desk on the other side, and a few shelves. But nothing, well, nothing very student. No posters, no mess . It looked like it belonged to someone older.
     
    “It’s really nice,” said Sharon breathlessly. Jerome turned on the computer and smiled.
     
    “Most people think it looks a bit bleak,” he said, “but I’ll take it.” He wheeled his chair to the computer. “You can take a seat if you like, I won’t charge you,” he added when he saw that Sharon was still standing awkwardly. She perched herself on the edge of the bed--the only thing resembling a second seat in the room.
     
    It was great being inside, but she couldn’t exactly call this ‘warm.’ She still hadn’t taken off Jerome’s coat--did he not mind living in a room this cold?
     
    “So." Jerome said. "Crawford block right?”
     
    “Yes!”
     
    “OK,” he fixated intently on the digital map in front of him. “Well it’s probably going to be on the East side, I know that’s where Opal and Westwood halls are, and they’re the main girls’ dorms. But then I know the Pryce building is over here, and they’re mostly for girls.”
     
    “You certainly seem to know a lot about girls’ dormitories,” she joked.
     
    Jerome gave an oddly coy smile. “Well, I’ve spent a lot of time in them.”
     
    Sharon was a little thrown by that--she’d mentioned it as a joke! “Oh..?”
     
    “I’ve never really had any problems on the girl front." He shrugged. “Let’s just say I’ve seen the insides of most of these dorms pretty thoroughly.” He grinned his ridiculously appealing grin. Coming from anyone else that would have sounded revoltingly arrogant, but Jerome was just so casual about it that it was almost endearing.
     
    Sharon didn’t know why she was so surprised. Jerome was very good looking. He just