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BirthStone

Book 4

La Patron: The Alpha’s
Alpha

 

By: Sydney Addae

 

BirthStone: Book Four of the
La Patron Series

Sydney Addae

Copyright 2013 by Addae,
Sydney

Smashwords
Edition

ISBN:
978-1-937334-32-1

First Edition Electronic
November 2013

Published by Sitting Bull
Publications, LLC

 

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BirthStone

 

Book 4 of

The Patron, the Alphas Alpha

 

When you’re the top wolf on the continent
with the backing of the Goddess, how does an enemy topple your
kingdom? By challenging you to a fight?

 

No.

 

By changing the rules.

 

In BirthStone, Silas and Jasmine finally
christened their pups and become frantic when the babies become
sick and are at risk of dying. Silas is ready to clean house and
accuses the five people who are new to his home. Unfortunately,
that includes Jasmine’s mom and her fiancé, her sister, and her
former pastor. Jasmine is unwilling to believe her family would do
anything to hurt her babies. Silas disagrees and battle lines are
drawn.

Since his enemies have not abandoned their
plans to destroy him, Silas is under attack within his home and
from outside. Determined not to lose hope or the war he comes to
some startling conclusions just as Jasmine realizes she is much
stronger than she realized before. Can the two of them work
together to push back the threat out to destroy their home before
it’s too late? Or will they lose it all?

 

This is the fourth book in the La Patron
series.

 

Book one is BirthRight,

Book two is BirthControl

Book three is BirthMark and should be read
first for a better understanding of this book.

 

Thanks Sydney

 

 

Chapter 1

 

 

Another sleepless night had resulted in
hours of counting small black wolves running through the darkness.
A smidgen of light appeared in the distance. Her heart pounded as
she rushed toward the glimmering orb, desperate to escape the gloom
of the clingy shadows. Heat, amazing in its intensity, splashed
over her, battling the perpetual cold just beneath her skin. All
night she had longed for the beauty of the sun, the life it
produced, the bright glimmer of hope that often trailed in its
wake.

Caught up in the majestic beauty and
peacefulness of the sun-dappled woods, Jasmine Bennett heard her
bedroom door creak open, but refused to turn over or acknowledge
her mate and top wolf in the nation, Silas Knight. Instead, she
tried to return to the dreamy place she had been enjoying a moment
ago.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, his deep voice
filled with compassion.

Ignoring his pesky question, she again
sought the sunny park with its green grass and long wooden benches
that had been a premiere location in her musings. The heat from the
blazing sun warmed some of the coldness lodged in her chest,
allowing her to breathe better than she had in months.

“Jasmine?” The depression of the bed behind
her halted her mental wandering and catapulted her into the here
and now.

“What?” She gritted her teeth at the
ill-timed interruption. After another night of restless wolf
counting and sleep chasing, she invoked her right of
irritability.

“You’re in bed, have been in bed all
morning…is everything alright?” Silas asked as his hand rested on
her arm.

Inching forward to dislodge his limb, she
closed her eyes and released a breath. “I need a minute or two
alone.” She emphasized the last word, hoping he’d leave. Where his
hand sat on the comforter covering her thigh, he pressed down a
bit. Heat flashed through her, zipping to her head through her
chest and lower, but fizzled before it banished the remaining cold
blocks of ice inside her. She tugged on the comforter.

“You’ve been alone for a few of days, and
each time I ask, you say the same thing, you are resting. You have
not been to the nursery or allowed the twins to visit. For the past
week you haven’t left our suite, and you barely allow me to touch
you. I held you last night while you cried for no specific reason,
yet you refuse to allow the doctor to examine you.”

She forced herself to roll over and meet his
concerned cobalt blue eyes. Today he wore his long black hair
pulled back in a ponytail, giving him rakish appeal like a pirate.
Her lips curled at the mental image of her tall wolf with his
deliciously sinful body on a pirate ship leading a raid. His
intense gaze normally created a firestorm in her core. He was that
potent and never failed to please her. She wanted to tease him but
lacked the energy to follow up on the thought.

“I’m fine, just tired.”

His eyes roamed over her body. In her mind,
she ran her hand over her wild hair, bringing it into some
semblance of order, and then exchanged her short gown for a clean
one. But reality was a stickler for the truth, reminding her she
had done neither of those things.

He shook his head. “Normal tired would not
keep you from the pups or the twins. Everyone is worried.” His
voice had taken on an authoritative tone he rarely used with her,
which meant he would not be swayed. She tried to get angry but
lacked the energy at the moment. A wave of lethargy rolled over her
as he continued to stare at her.

“With the recent bombings and drugs floating
around, I have called the doctor to check you out. I need to do
something because this is not you,” he said sternly when she turned
away from him.

“Not me?” She leaned up on her elbow and
then fell back to the bed. Wrapped in a cloak of heightened anger,
and pleased that she felt something, she snapped. “I have been
locked up in this prison for months, and now I’ll never be able to
go outside to have a picnic in the sun. On a pretty day,” she
added, peeking at the slack-jawed expression on his face. “I’m
telling the truth and you know it. With all the recent stuff and
them taking Rese, I can’t go shopping or go out to dinner for a
nice meal, I have to buy my clothes online. Half the fun of buying
clothes is walking into the store, Silas,” she said, her voice
raised as every injustice against her, real or imagined, rose to
the surface.

He continued to stare at her as if trying to
figure out the pieces to a puzzle. Inexplicably, that fired her
anger.

“You get to talk to people and see people
all the time, but I don’t. It’s like I’m nothing, no job, no
responsibilities in your world. I’m not a wolf. The babies will
turn into wolves one day, but not me. No sir. I’m not a good
example of a wolf mother. The babies are fine with the nurses. I
don’t want my boys to see me like this, not when I can’t give them
good advice or cook a meal to feed them. I’m not ready. Not ready
to do it.” She sniffed, not realizing her face was wet with tears.
“I need to take my time, damn it,” she yelled when he didn’t
respond.

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