Lost Alpha P2 (4 page)

Paige looked up at him, feeling like she was going to be sick. “What the hell?”

Travis continued to eye her intensely. After several heated seconds a smile began to form at the corners of his mouth. Several seconds after that Travis was laughing so hard he was pounding the table.

“You were messing with me?” she asked, trying to contain her own laughter. “That’s not funny! I thought you were going to start leaving dead birds on my pillow!”

“You should have seen the look on your face,” he said, tears starting to stream down his face. “I haven’t laughed that hard in a long, long time.”

“Glad to see you actually have a sense of humor,” she said.

“Of course I do. Laughter is what keeps me human.”

“Is that a joke?” she asked.

“That’s the truth,” he said, smiling.

Chapter 5

The rest of the day passed slowly for Travis. He was restless, ready to strike when he met the vampire. Surely this was the vampire he was looking for, how many vampires would really be in Wounded Bow?

Paige had originally planned to spend the day out of town, but with Travis coming back she stayed. Unfortunately it was a lazy Sunday and they spent the day huddled together on the couch watching TV.

She laid across his lap, the back of her head resting on his chest while his large arms wrapped around her body. He could feel her large breasts smashing down underneath his arms. Each time she took a deep breath they expanded and smashed further into his arms, exciting him.

I never knew a woman with curves could be this exciting,
he thought. He was sure she would not reject his advances now. He was sure if he tried to mount her she would willingly accept him and not turn to bite him away like so many pack females do before the courtship has ended.
I have a duty. My mind must be sharp for the coming battle. After I have vanquished my enemy I will enjoy the spoil of victory.

As he finished that thought he looked down at her shirt, which did nothing to hide the large, smooth, milky white breasts behind it. He sucked in a sharp breath, trying to concentrate on something else.

“So are you close with your niece?” Travis asked, trying to focus on something else.

“I actually have two,” she said looking up at him. “The younger one was at a friend’s house playing today. I was close with them, but the older they get the less time they have for me or their dad.”

“Pups can be challenging,” he said, smirking. “I know I was a challenge for my mother and then for Jacob.”

“So Jacob wasn’t your real father?” she asked.

“He was not,” he said, remembering his surrogate father. Jacob had been a friend, mentor and father figure, but they were not blood related.

“Did he have his own children?”

“Well yes. He had plenty of his own pups. He was the alpha male after all.”

“How did that work?”

“How did what work?”

Paige sat up and turned to look Travis in the eyes. He became lost in how beautiful and blue her eyes were. “How did his children accept you being tagged the next alpha when you weren’t even blood related to the alpha? Don’t most animals kill the young of other males so they can propagate their own bloodline?”

This was an interesting question to Travis, one he wasn’t sure he had the answer for. Why did Jacob raise him to be the alpha over his own flesh and blood?

“I just always assumed it was because I was the strongest and he knew it,” he said. “He knew I would rule his pack or a rival pack one day, so he didn’t want me to be an enemy.”

“Are there rival packs around here?” she asked. There was a bit of fear in her voice, like she was scared of the thought of more werewolves.

“Not in this area,” Travis said. “There’s a pack that finds home in Lawton, but they’re city wolves.”

“What’s the difference?” she asked.

“Remember how I told you that bikers are usually nomadic wolf packs?” he asked.

“Of course.”

“Well a lot of biker gangs and street gangs are city wolves. Haven’t you ever wondered why they pack up like that?”

“Makes sense,” she said, nodding her head like it was all becoming clear. She looked him in the eyes again, starting to say something but stopping herself.

“Go ahead,” he said, rubbing her shoulder. “Ask me anything.”

“Did Jacob’s children resent you?”

“I got along with most of them,” he said. “There were a few that gave me a hard time, especially Liam. He was pretty jealous that I was pegged to be the next alpha; he thought he should be too. In my eyes he was just an omega male playing at being an alpha.”

“So it was undeniable that you would be the next alpha?” she asked.

“I would have had to fight other beta males if they challenge for that right,” he said. “I was the strongest aside from Jacob, though, and everyone knew it. He was grooming me to be alpha. Someone may have challenged me, but they would have been defeated quickly and swiftly.”

“Would they have been kicked out of your pack?”

“If they lost to me? Probably not, but they would have fallen in rank and would not have been looked upon as highly. Many that challenge for alpha strike out on their own and become lone wolves to avoid the humiliation of facing down the loss.”

“Wolf society is so complicated and brutal,” she said, shaking her head.

“It’s the natural order of things,” he said. “We are different than a normal wolf obviously. Our human side provides us different rules and customs, but in the end we are still animals.”

“No you’re not,” she said, smiling at him. “I think you’re a man with a wild side.”

Travis smiled down at her. He knew she was being playful and he was enjoying it.

“Maybe one day you’ll see my wild side,” he said, reaching out and slightly tugging on her hair.

“Maybe I will,” she said, biting her bottom lip and looking back up at him.

The sexual tension was enough to make Travis pass out. He had never had this much anticipation and this much chemistry with someone before. They had only known one another for a day, but he felt a strong connection to this female. He could feel his pants getting tighter, his manhood pressing against the tight denim as she continued to stare at him. It wouldn’t be long before he wouldn’t be able to hold back his animal instincts, he would take her with or without her consent.

“I look forward to it,” he said, snarling at her a little.

“I love it when you do that,” she said. Without warning she leaned over and pressed her lips onto his, kissing him passionately. Her soft lips felt amazing against his and he hungered for more. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in tight to continue the kiss.

He could feel his erection pressing hard against his jeans, wanting to explode out of his pants and claim her. His wolf was growling inside, wanting to get out and mate with this one. Despite the unbearable throbbing in his cock he was able to pull away from her and stop the kiss.

“That was amazing,” she said, opening her eyes and looking up at him.

“It definitely was,” Travis said, smiling. He glanced out the window, seeing the sun setting behind the trees. “We must be on our way soon, the hour is growing late.”

Paige’s eyes grew wide and she swallowed hard-it was obvious she was fearful of what was to come. “Are you going to live?”

“Of course I am,” he said, smirking at her. “I am the alpha wolf; I can’t be killed that easily.”

“This just feels like a bad idea,” she said, pulling away from him and wrapping her arms around her knees. It was obvious she was becoming very scared, afraid for Travis’ life. He enjoyed the fact that she cared about him this much already, but he wanted to put her mind at ease.

“It will be ok,” he said, rubbing one large hand across her back. “We are just going to talk to him.”

“What if he’s the one? What if all those wererats are in his home and they attack?” She was starting to shake at the thought.

Travis actually hadn’t considered that, his brain had been so muddled with revenge and lust that he hadn’t considered the logistics of what he was about to do. It didn’t matter, he had no pack and no allies except a human female, and he had to see this through even if it meant his life.

“It will be ok,” he repeated, breaking eye contact with Paige. “We should be going.”

Paige stood up, grabbing her car keys off the table in front of her. “Are you sure about this?”

“As sure as I’ll ever be,” he said, standing up and flexing every muscle in his body. There was no way he could shift into lunar form; if the vampire turned violent he would end Travis’ life easily.

Chapter 6

Paige watched her new giant love interest try to squeeze into the front seat of her Mustang. It was funny watching a man that was more than six and a half feet tall, and maybe just as wide, try to lower himself into her car.

“They didn’t design these cars with alpha wolves in mind,” she said, smiling at him. She had to do something to lighten the situation; she was scared to death Travis would die shortly.

She hadn’t expected herself to become so attached to him so quickly, but after he saved her from Randy she was stuck on him. He was strong, virile and protective. He was also rough around the edges, a perfect fixer-upper. Basically he was every woman’s dream. In just one day she’d begun to picture a life with him, a life that revolved around being his queen and raising his children. She hoped it wasn’t just a silly high school crush where she was writing the names of their kids on her notebook, but Travis seemed pretty stuck on her too. The kiss they had shared was passionate with sparks flying like no kiss she’d ever experienced. It had to be the most perfect kiss she’d ever had, and it took place on her dirty couch. Just another day in the life of Paige Strong.

“I can’t believe you use these to get around,” he said, pushing the seat back as far as it would go.

“Well we can’t run on four legs everywhere,” she said with a laugh.

“A motorcycle is so much better, so much freer.”

“Is that why all wolves drive motorcycles?”

Travis turned to her, a knowing smile creeping across his face. “How would you know all wolves ride motorcycles?”

“Well you told me Jacob does, and then you told me nomadic packs ride them and then you told me that city wolves usually form biker gangs.”

Travis smiled big and wrapped one giant arm around her, planting a wet kiss on her forehead. “You have been listening, I like that.”

“Well we are still getting to know each other in this courtship phase. You haven’t brought me a dead animal yet.”

Travis laughed, his orange eyes lighting up. “We are not to that point yet. Most werewolves do ride motorcycles, and some enjoy trucks. I don’t think you’ll catch too many tooling around in one of these.”

“I like my car,” she said, gripping the steering wheel and looking over the sleek sexy front end of her baby. “I wonder why it smells like piss.”

“Let’s just go,” he said quickly. “The vampire is probably already awake and he may have already left his lair.”

Paige put the car into gear and backed down the long dirt road that led to her trailer. As she backed by the store she saw Duncan standing out front, smoking a cigarette and enjoying the cool night air. He waved at Paige as he customarily did when he saw her passing and she returned the gesture.

“Who is that man anyway?” Travis asked as they pulled away from the store and into the street.

“Duncan,” she said. “He’s close to my age and he’s been working at the store for a long time.”

“Has he ever made a move on you?”

Paige curled her lip and turned in disgust as they drove. “God no! Duncan’s like a brother, probably a better brother than Billy.”

“The male seems to be interested in you,” he said, his face growing dark. “I do not enjoy the way he looks at you.”

“Well we work together so you’ll have to get over it,” she said, shaking her head. “I understand that you can be possessive in the wild, but that’s a turn-off in the human world.”

“It is? It does not excite you to see me smash down all would be suitors to prove my dominance?” he asked, his face deadly serious.

“No!” she yelled. “I don’t want you fighting anybody over me unless they’re trying to hurt me like Randy!”

“What if a male makes an advance on you?” he asked. “I must defend my honor as well at that point or I will look weak.”

“No you won’t,” she said, still shaking her head. “I’m a big girl; I can handle myself and tell a guy off.”

“What kind of alpha male would I be if I did not defend my mate?”

“You’re not defending me from anything. Men hit on women; it’s a part of life. You just have to accept it and move on. If I’m with you then I’m with you. I am not going anywhere.”

Travis balled one fist and spoke through gritted teeth. “I can see human society will be harder to live in than I thought.”

“It will be if you act like a jealous psycho,” she said.

Paige looked over at Travis who was still stewing, his discomfort evident on his face. It wasn’t his fault; it was how he was raised. His world was one that was halfway between that of animal and man, nothing like anything she had experienced. She would have to be patient and not make him feel bad for his thoughts and beliefs.

“Hey, it’s ok,” she said in a soothing tone. She reached over and began rubbing the back of his head. “We’ll figure it out. Don’t worry about these things; I’m here to help you.”

“I’m glad I have someone to help me with these rules of society,” he said, glancing sideways at her. “Without you I may end up locked in a kennel somewhere.”

“I may lock you in a kennel if you don’t behave,” she said, snickering.

“Is that a promise?” he asked, winking at her.

She loved how much he flirted with her. Randy was an idiot that couldn’t flirt to save his life. His idea of flirting was sticking his hard dick against her ass and asking if she felt that. Or he would slap her ass every time she bent over and scream “Whooo!” like he was a professional wrestler. It was all very annoying and very unsexy.