Lost Alpha: Collection (bbw werewolf/shifter romance) (12 page)

With the man temporarily incapacitated Travis tossed him to the side, rising to his feet. The man was stumbling to his feet, ready to continue the fight.

Finally Travis could see the stranger in the dark. He was a black man, much shorter than Travis and very lean. His muscles were sinewy and strong for his size. He had long dreadlocks hanging past his shoulders and currently he was waving his arms in front, trying to regain his senses.

“I am not here to harm you,” Travis said, dancing backwards away from the man. “I did not come here for a fight.”

“You found one!” the man hollered, rushing towards Travis again. This time Travis was ready, stepping to the side and catching the man, using his momentum to slam him to the ground. The smaller man struggled under Travis’ iron grip.

“Please stop,” he said. “I do not wish to harm you anymore.”

“Get off!” the man screamed, still thrashing.

“Not until you calm down,” he said.

The man‘s eyes popped open as they glowed a ghostly yellow. He was beginning to
shift
. Travis stepped back, unable to stop the transformation as it happened. The sound of cracking bones filled the air as the man began to shrink and twist, his body sprouting fur all over. After several intense moments he stood before Travis, a snarling old brown wolf with ragged fur and a broken front tooth.

“Please stop,” Travis said. “You do not want me to
shift
.”

The wolf snarled and snapped at Travis, not wanting to back down. He understood why it was so angry; he had encroached on its territory unlawfully. Lone wolves were very territorial, unable to allow any other males near their home. This one had obviously spent a lot of time in the forest, away from man and civilization.

“I am Travis,” he said, putting one hand up and backing away from the wolf that was still advancing. “I am the alpha of the Bowshot pack.”

With those words the wolf stopped and sat down, cocking his head at Travis. It was obvious he recognized the Bowshot pack. Had he been a member?

“I am leaving now,” Travis said. “Returning to my car at the top of the hill. If you want to speak with me then I will wait for you at the top of the hill.”

The wolf continued to watch him as he backed away, not wanting to turn his backside to it for any reason. Finally when he was far enough away he turned and bounded up the hill. Once he reached the top he turned to see if he had been followed, but he was alone. The wolf remained on the side of the home, out of Travis’ sight.

He sat down on the hood of Paige’s car, feeling the shocks strain and dip under his weight.

“What happened?” Paige said behind him, getting out of the car. She walked up beside him, gasping when she saw the blood splattered over him. “Did you kill him?”

“No,” he answered. “He did attack me though.”

“Did he hurt you?” she asked, putting her hand on his back in concern.

“Nothing I can’t handle,” he answered. “We’re just going to wait here.”

“Why?” she asked.

“To see what happens.”

She must have sensed that Travis didn’t want to go into any more detail because her questions halted and she joined him on the hood of the car, putting one arm around him. Her touch was amazing after the ordeal he had just been through; he loved the small comfort she provided.

Together they set in silence, staring up at the night sky in total darkness. As the temperature dropped she began to shiver, and Travis pulled her in tight, trying to warm her with his body.

“Why are you so hot?” she asked.

“Werewolves all run hot,’ he said. “It’s just our nature.”

“That wasn’t what I was asking about,” she said, rubbing his chest with one hand. He immediately felt a tingle in his nether region at her sexual touch.

“I guess I’m just lucky,” he answered, rubbing one hand on a thick, curvy leg.

He didn’t know how much longer he would be able to resist her, but it appeared she wouldn’t be able to resist him much longer either. He had never had a woman be the aggressor when it came to sexual activity: this would be interesting.

It had been at least a half hour since he had encountered the other wolf, he should have turned back into a man at this point.

“I don’t think he’s coming,” Travis said, pulling away from Paige and standing up. The car groaned in appreciation and popped Paige off the hood and onto her feet beside it.

“Well what now?” she asked.

“I guess we go home,” he said, turning and heading for the passenger door.

Just as he was about to open the car door a voice spoke behind him. “Is Jacob ok?”

Travis jumped and turned, finding the stranger standing behind him in nothing but a pair of black boxer shorts.

He studied the man up and down, there seemed to be genuine concern on his face. “No, he’s no longer with us.”

“Did you defeat him?” the man asked.

“No,” Travis said, shutting the car door and turning back to the smaller man. “The entire pack was slaughtered by a vampire.”

The man’s eyes grew wide with shock as a hand shot up to his mouth. “This is very troubling news.”

“Who are you?” Travis asked.

“Dario,” the man said. “Former member of the Bowshot pack.”

“Former member?” Travis asked.

“Yes,” he said.

“I have never heard of you,” Travis said.

“I’m not surprised,” Dario said, chuckling. “Many years ago I thought to challenge Jacob for leadership of the pack; instead I was defeated rather easily.”

“So you struck out on your own rather than face the humiliation of defeat?” Travis said.

Dario looked at the ground before looking up and speaking. “That’s right.”

“I’m sorry to have bothered you,” Travis said, turning around and heading for the car.

“Wait a minute,” Dario said, reaching out and grabbing Travis’ arm. “Why did you come here tonight?”

“I thought you were a vampire,” Travis said bluntly.

“Why the hell would you ever think something like that?” Dario asked his lip curling in disgust at the thought.

“Your unusual spending habits,” Travis answered, motioning to Paige.

Dario looked over at her, his eyes flashing wide with recognition. “Well hello Ms. Strong. I didn’t know you had a wild side.”

“I didn’t,” Paige said her face a mask of confusion. Travis could tell she didn’t know what was going on and it was beginning to frighten her. “I just told him how you shop.”

“A lone wolf trying to hold on to his human side,” Travis said, looking back at Dario. “I’m sorry to have bothered you.”

“Wait!” Dario shouted, grabbing for Travis again. This time Travis yanked his arm away, nearly pulling the smaller wolf forward onto his face.

“Do not touch an alpha unless he says it’s ok,” Travis said, baring his teeth at Dario.

“I am sorry,” Dario said. “I did not mean for us to fight before, you were a strange wolf encroaching on my territory. When you told me you were from the Bowshot pack I stopped, you saw it. You’re the new alpha? I can help you with whatever you need.”

“I have no use for a mangy and weak usurper,” Travis said, getting close to Dario. He was now just inches from the other wolf, looking down on him. He knew Dario could feel Travis’ hot breath on his neck. The only view Travis afforded him was one of his wide, powerful body.

“Guys, stop,” Paige started to say.

“This does not concern you, human,” Travis said.

Finally Dario backed away, his eyes falling away from Travis. “I said I was sorry and I meant it.”

“Apologies are for the weak,” Travis said. He looked over at Paige. “Let’s go.”

“But,” she started to protest.

“Let’s go now,” Travis said, annoyed with her protest. This was wolf business and she didn’t understand.

“Travis I….”she said once inside the car.

“Not now,” he said, shooting her a deadly look. “Drive.”

Her eyes grew wide with fright, but she obeyed him, slamming the car into reverse and quickly backing away from Dario. The lone wolf stood at the top of the hill, his eyes on the ground. He had submitted completely to Travis. As they pulled away Travis glanced back at him, hoping that he would never see the usurper again.

Chapter 8

Paige didn’t know what to say as they drove through town. Travis was still fuming in the passenger seat, staring out at the moon. She didn’t know what had set him off, but it was obvious he was incredibly bothered by what had happened, but she was afraid to inquire any more.

Finally they pulled up to her trailer, not a soul in sight. Travis still didn’t say anything, walking through the front door hastily and plopping himself down on the couch.

Paige stared at him from her spot standing by the couch, his face was a mask of anger. There was another emotion there, she could tell. She had always prided herself at being able to read people, even an alpha wolf. She studied him sitting there before it hit her: pain. There was pain evident on his face.

It’s not going to happen like this,
she thought.
He’ll never respect me if I don’t stand up to him.

She’d read enough novels with Fabio on the cover to know a true alpha male isn’t looking for someone who will bow to him, he’s looking for someone that will challenge him. She hoped Travis was ready for this challenge.

Stepping in front of his line of vision she took a deep breath and spoke. “What the hell was that all about?”

Travis sat up and glared at her, unhappy he was being challenged. “It is none of your concern. It is wolf business.”

Paige wasn’t going to back down from this, not by a long shot. “Like hell it’s not my business. You told me you wanted to make me your mate and let me have your pups to begin to repopulate the pack. I read about wolves on my phone earlier today. A lot of packs have an alpha pair, one male and one female. Guess what buddy? You just found the alpha female of your pack. That makes wolf business my business. Now start talking.”

Travis stood up, his face turning several shades of red. He was beginning to breath heavy, like he was furious. “How dare you speak to me like that! Do you know who I am?”

“You’re my mate,” she screamed back, poking him in the chest with her finger. “If you want this to work then you better stop turning into a brooding jackass!”

“Jackass?” he asked incredulously.

“Yes jackass!” she screamed, still poking him in the chest. “I have a vested interest in this pack and how it will turn out too! We’re no closer to finding these damn wererats than we were before and you just found a former member of your pack! Rather than inviting him back to help you out you intimidated him into backing down and then left him behind!”

“He deserved it!” Travis yelled.

“Do I deserve this?” she yelled back. “Listen pal, you better start involving me in your wolf business right now or you can fuck right off.”

Travis stared at her, his eyes wild and his mouth hanging open. It was obvious he didn’t know how to react to her: he had never been challenged like this in his life.

He puffed his chest out and stepped forward, she half expected him to hit her or try to intimidate her like he had done Dario. What he did instead was completely out of left field. He grabbed her by the arms hard, pulling her up in front of his face.

“What are you doing?” she asked, struggling to get free.

Travis studied her for a second before planting an intense kiss right on her lips. She could feel his tongue already finding its way out of his mouth, probing, searching, and attacking her mouth with hungry intent. He slowly released her, his arms wrapping around her in a passionate embrace instead.

She was shocked at first, unsure what to do, but as he continued her arms found their way around him too and she began returning the kiss, her tongue just as greedy as his.

Fireworks exploded in her stomach as her entire body tingled from his touch. She could feel a tingle in her vagina, she had never been this turned on before.

Travis must have been just as turned on, he pulled her in tight and she felt his manhood growing harder behind his jeans. It pressed into the top of her thigh as he squeezed, teasing her.

Without thinking she pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his wide, defined chest and chiseled abs. She began to kiss his chest, her lips traveling between each pec and then onto his round shoulders.

With all the might of Hercules Travis picked her up and tossed her over one shoulder, carrying her to the bedroom.

“Put me down,” she said, trying not to laugh.

“I must have you,” he said, the determination evident in his voice. He wasn’t messing around: Paige was about to get it no matter if she was ready or not.

Once inside her bedroom he threw her down to the bed, standing over her as he unzipped his pants and let them fall to the ground. He monster cock stood at full attention, the purple engorged head staring at her. It didn’t take a genius to know what he wanted, and Paige was more than ready to deliver.

She dove forward to the edge of the bed, sliding off of it and onto her knees in front of Travis. His hard shaft looked like it wanted to explode out of his skin, stretching every last inch with veins popping out all over. Paige grabbed it hard in her hand, squeezing the base of his shaft.

“Oh yeah,” Travis moaned, throwing his head back.

She leaned forward, flicking the tip of her tongue across the head. Pre-come began to seep out, letting her know he was enjoying her tease. She opened her mouth, forming the perfect O to receive his rigid maleness. It filled her entire mouth as she took it down, trying to push it to the back of her throat. Her moist lips ran down the sides of his cock, getting it nice and wet. He reached down and pulled her hair as she bobbed her head back and forth with his long cock in her mouth.

She reached around with one hand, squeezing his perfect ass and holding tight. She could feel his muscles tensing as he enjoyed her sucking his cock. It was the biggest she had ever had in her mouth, nearly gagging her as she continued to suck it.

Without warning, Travis reached down, grabbing her hair and pulling her up off the ground.