Resisting the Alpha (4 page)

He
removed his finger and pushed her to the floor, but it wasn’t done in an
uncaring manner. He was careful with her, yet showing his dominant nature at
the same time. “Undress,” he commanded.

With
shaking hands, she removed her shirt and bra, then kicked her pants and panties
the rest of the way off. She knelt on the floor at his feet, completely bare
and at his mercy. She watched as his hand stroked down the bulge in his jeans.
She licked her lips, wondering what would happen next. She still tingled and
ached with need, but something told her that her satisfaction would come at a
cost.

“Unfasten
my pants,” he said.

She
reached up and unbuttoned and unzipped them, his erection springing free. The
fact he hadn’t been wearing underwear just made her even hotter. Micah kicked
off his jeans and gripped her hair.

“You’re
going to suck me and make me nice and wet, like a good girl.”

Part
of her rebelled at his words, but there was a darker part of her that thrilled
at it. Bracing her hands on his thighs, she fit her lips around the head of his
cock, flicking it with her tongue. He thrust further into her mouth and she
relaxed her throat to accept all of him. As he fucked her mouth, she gripped
his hips, startled to discover that his show of dominance was turning her on
even more.

When
he pulled free, he easily lifted her and placed her on the bed. On her hands
and knees, she looked at him over her shoulder. He pulled her so her knees rested
on the edge of the bed, spread open for him. Bridget watched as he slid open
his bedside table drawer and removed a bottle of lube. When he closed the
drawer, her brow furrowed.

“No
condom?” she asked.

“Wolf,
remember? We don’t carry STDs.”

“I
don’t like the idea of you not wearing a condom after all the women you’ve
fucked lately.”

He
smiled at her. “Ah, but I did use a condom with them.”

“Then
why not me?”

Uncertainty
flashed in his eyes a moment, making him look vulnerable for that one second, until
the domineering alpha regained control. “Do you want this or not?”

“Yes.”

“Then
brace yourself. This might sting a bit.”

Bridget
faced the bank of windows, thankful the blinds were closed, and waited for
whatever was to come next. She felt him stretch her, taking his time. He was
gentle, more so than she’d have ever thought possible for a man of his size.
When he was satisfied she was ready, she felt the head of his cock brush
against her.

“Take
a deep breath and push out against me.”

Bridget
did as he instructed, sucking in a breath as he began to ease into her. All of
her nerves tingled in anticipation, as he slowly filled her. When she felt his
balls slap against her, she pushed back, wanting all of him. He groaned and
gripped her hips tightly. Were those claws digging into her? She glanced back
and almost wished she hadn’t. Not only had his claws sprouted, but so had his
fangs. If Micah didn’t remain in control of himself … no, she wouldn’t think
about it. He was
always
in control.

Micah
took up a slow, easy rhythm as one of his hands slid down her abdomen and
between her legs. He lightly brushed her clit and it made her gasp and tremble
from head to toe. She felt him cover her back a moment before his lips caressed
her shoulder, his teeth lightly grazing her. His fingers slipped inside of her,
pressing on her G-spot, and she came with a scream. As tremors wracked her
body, his teeth gripped her shoulder and he thrust harder. Bridget was just
coming back down from her high when she felt him come inside of her.

Her
arms trembled under her weight. “Micah, I-I can’t…”

He
lapped at her shoulder and withdrew from her. The moment he pulled away, she
collapsed onto the bed. With her heart racing, she sucked in huge
lungfuls
of air. Micah moved off the bed and through the
hair hiding her face, she saw him enter the bathroom and come back out with a
wet washcloth. He gently cleaned her before tossing the rag back into the
bathroom. The bed dipped as he stretched out beside her, his hand sliding up
and down her back.

“Are
you okay?” he asked. “I wasn’t too rough?”

“I’m
fine. I just don’t think I can stand right now.”

He
brushed a kiss against her shoulder. “I’m afraid I scraped you with my teeth.”

“It’s
okay. I liked it.”

It
wasn’t until she felt him smile against her that she realized they were
cuddling. Jerking upright, she scuttled away from him. A frown crossed his face
as his brows dipped.

“What’s
wrong?” Micah asked.

“We
shouldn’t have done this. It was nothing. Just sex!” Bridget scrambled off the
bed and began jerking on her clothes.

“Just
sex?” His eyes flashed yellow.

“Don’t
get me wrong, it was really good sex. Really,
really
good. But it can’t happen again.”

A
growl tumbled out of him as she reached for the doorknob. “I’ll have Josette
take me home. And don’t worry … I’ll stay out of your way from this point
forward.”

“Damn
it, Bridget!”

Before
he could reach her, she had dashed out the door and into the backyard. She
quickly found Josette and began tugging her toward the front of the house and
the car waiting at the curb. If her friend wondered what was going on, she
didn’t say anything. Not even when a pissed-off Micah came barreling out of the
house in nothing but a pair of jeans. And if she had happened to notice they
weren’t fastened all the way, well, that was her little secret.

Chapter Five

Micah
watched Bridget storm off with Josette in tow. His wolves looked on in
curiosity, and he couldn’t blame them. Thanks to their superior hearing and
sense of smell, they knew what had transpired in the house. Not that he would
tell Bridget that. She’d probably just try to hit him again, or break something
else in his house.

Bronson
approached him. “Should we go after her, Alpha?”

“No.
She’ll be back. Just like a bad penny, she turns up at every event we have. All
we have to do is plan something else and she’ll show up.”

Bronson
smiled. “That’s an interesting mate you’ve chosen.”

Micah
snorted. “Not me. The wolf. If it were up to me, I’d gag her and tie her to a
chair.”

“Or
the bed?” Bronson smirked.

Micah
had to admit the idea had possibilities. He’d have to try that another time, assuming
he could
wrangle
the woman back into his bedroom.
Something told him it wouldn’t be an easy task. She’d be wary now. It was clear
as day that she felt something for him, but she was running scared. Miss
I-have-to-be-in-charge
had liked the
fact he’d taken that control from her, but she’d never admit it.

“You’re
just going to let her slip away?” Sean asked, coming to stand beside him.

“She
isn’t going far. It’s not like I don’t know where to find her. If she isn’t at
her place, she’s with Josette.”

Bronson
growled. “I think the omega should be taught a lesson. She shouldn’t have run
off with your mate like that. It was her duty to keep your mate here.”

“Bridget
is Josette’s best friend. It’s only natural that Josette would want to go with her.
Besides,” Micah said dryly, “it didn’t look like she was walking out of here on
her own. Bridget practically dragged her to the car out front. I don’t think Josette
could have broken away if she had tried.”

“Weak-ass
woman,” Bronson grumbled.

“
Watch
what you say about Josette,” Micah
warned.

“You’ve
always been soft where she’s concerned. She’s the weak link in the pack and you
know it. If we ever went to war, you’d probably have all of us defending her
and getting our asses kicked. Hell, no one here wants her. If her mate is in
the pack, it’s obvious he doesn’t want such a pathetic woman.”

“Josette
may not be the strongest of us, but she has her talents.” Micah narrowed his
eyes at Bronson. “You would do well to remember, that one day she
will
have a mate. And I’m sure he’ll
want to kick your ass for your treatment of her. And you know what? I’m going
to let him.”

Bronson
stiffened and his lips thinned, but he jerked his head in a nod before turning
and storming off. Sean clicked his tongs together, drawing Micah’s attention.

“You
know he’s been discontent these past five years or so. Ever since that wolf
from the West Virginia pack turned him down, he’s had his tail in a knot. I
think that’s why he’s working his way through the female population, not caring
if they’re wolf, witch, or other. He has to prove to himself that he’s still
got it.”

“When
he finds his mate, she won’t appreciate the fact he’s become something of a
male whore, bedding any halfway attractive woman who looks his way.”

Understanding
lit Sean’s eyes. “Bridget gave you grief over the female wolves you’ve been
seeing? Or maybe
testing
is a better
word for it.”

“She
wasn’t pleased.”

“Think
she’s going to hold it against you? I mean, she looked pretty ticked for a
woman who was newly mated.”

“She
doesn’t know,” Micah mumbled. “I told her I nicked her with my teeth, but she
brushed it off as me just being too rough. Said she’d liked it.”

Sean’s
eyes widened. “You mean she’s been hanging around Josette all this time, and she
doesn’t understand the significance of you breaking her skin while you were…?”
He motioned.

“Nope.
She’s clueless.”

“Which
means we have an alpha female running around out there who could do some
serious harm to someone, and she doesn’t even realize that it would backlash
onto the pack? Dude, her hormones are going to be raging out of control as your
DNA melds to hers.”

Micah
snorted. “That woman’s hormones are always raging out of control.”

“Magnify
it by ten.”

The
serious look in Sean’s eyes sobered Micah. His wolf had a good point. If
Bridget was hell on wheels on a normal day, she’d be like a raging she-demon
with his DNA coursing through her. But there was no way to warn her about the
changes to her body without outright telling her they were mated. He liked his
balls attached to his body, so that wasn’t on the top of his to-do list.

“Let’s
just hope she doesn’t set anything on fire or do something stupid and get her
ass hauled off to jail. I could get her out on bail after explaining the
situation, but it would look bad on the pack that we’d let her run free.” Micah
scratched the back of his neck. “What are the chances she can go a week without
getting into trouble?”

Sean
snorted.

“Yeah,
that’s what I thought.” Micah stared thoughtfully at the gate where his mate
had disappeared from sight. If they made it through the week in one piece, it would
be a miracle.

****

“Do
you believe him?” Bridget fumed. “Throwing me over his shoulder like that? As
if I were a wayward child.”

Josette
smiled.

“What’s
that look about?” Bridget demanded. “You find this funny?”

“I
just don’t believe Micah is the sort of man to participate in those types of
activities with a child. I have no doubt he very much saw you as a woman when
he hauled you into his bedroom.”

Bridget’s
cheeks flushed. “And just what do you know about what went on in there?”

Josette
tugged on her ear. “
Everyone
knows
what happened in there.”

She
felt her face flame even more.
Great
.
She finally had the best orgasm of her life and the entire pack was privy to
it. The next time she saw that mangy cur, she was going to skin him and use him
as a throw rug.

“I
don’t understand why you ran from him,” Josette said. “You should be thrilled
you’ve found your mate.”

“Mate?”
Bridget shrieked.

Josette
nodded. “Didn’t he break the skin on your shoulder?”

“It’s
just a scratch. He didn’t bite me.”

“Doesn’t
matter.” Josette worried at her lower lip. If she didn’t stop, she would likely
make it bleed.

“Why
are you worried?” Bridget asked. “
You
aren’t tied to that mongrel.”

“That
mongrel is a wonderful alpha, a considerate man, and I know for a fact he would
do anything in the world for his mate. You should be grateful his wolf chose
you.”

“Grateful?
Grateful
! He took away my choice. If
he wanted me as a mate, he should have asked. Not marked me like a fire hydrant
on the curb.”

Josette
covered her mouth, but not before Bridget saw her smile.

“Sure.
Laugh it up. It isn’t
your
life that’s
been turned upside down!”

“Actually,
it is. Now that you’re the alpha female, you shouldn’t spend as much time with
me. You’ll have responsibilities in the pack and you’ll need to help keep the
peace. They don’t like me. They’ll see it as a betrayal if you keep hanging out
with me.” Josette gave her a sad look. “Micah gained his mate, and I wouldn’t
begrudge him that for anything, but I’ve lost a friend today.”

“Like
hell! I don’t care what that Alpo-munching cretin or you might say. You’re my
best friend, Jo, and nothing is ever going to change that. You’ve hauled my ass
out of one jam after another and I’m not about to repay you by turning my back
on you. If the pack can’t accept we’re friends, then that’s their damn
problem.”

“If
they don’t accept you, the females will be able to challenge you, Bridget. You
can’t win against a wolf.”

Bridget
tipped her chin up and stared down her long nose at Josette. “If you can’t beat
‘em, join ‘em.”

“What’s
that supposed to mean?” Josette asked with a scrunched face.

“My
dear girl, it means that I’m going to trade in my Tiffany’s choker for a flea
collar.”

Her
eyes widened. “But it’s forbidden to create a wolf!”

“Then
I guess we’ll have to go to the one man who doesn’t give a rat’s ass about the
rules, won’t we?” She smiled.

“The
werelock.”

Bridget
nodded. “I think it’s time we paid a visit to Cade and Breena, even if we are
interrupting their
special
time.”

“I
don’t know, Bridget. I don’t think Micah is going to like this.”

“Let
me worry about Puppy Breath. If he asks, you had nothing to do with this. I’ll
even tell him you tried your damnedest to talk me out of it.” She held her hand
out. “Deal?”

Josette
shook her hand, although a bit reluctantly. “Deal.”

Bridget
slid into the passenger’s seat of Josette’s small car, pausing to look up at
her friend. “Coming?”

Josette
sighed and nodded, walking around to the driver’s side. Once she was in,
buckled, and had the engine going, she gave Bridget a pointed look.

“I’m
not
putting on a seat belt. You can
give me the death glare all you want. It won’t work.”

Josette
shook her head and pulled away from the curb. They arrived at
Breena’s
, and noticed Cade’s motorcycle and the witch’s
car were
both in the drive. Bridget got out, climbed the
steps to the front door and rang the bell. When no one answered after a few
minutes, she rang it again. Still no answer.

Cupping
her hands around her mouth, she called out, “Quit making puppies and answer the
damn door!”

First
came
a crash, then a peal of laughter as Breena looked
down at them from an upstairs window. “What are the two of you doing here?”

“I
need a little mojo. Tell Cade to cover up. There are some sights you can never
un-see.”

Breena
snorted and pulled away from the window. With a few curses hurled Bridget’s
way, the door jerked open after a few minutes, revealing a glaring Cade. Breena
nudged him out of the way and pulled Bridget and Josette into the house.

“What
are you doing here?” Breena asked. “I was going to call in the morning and invite
you two out to dinner.”

“How
about drinks and dancing, if I survive my request?” Bridget asked.

“What
request could you possibly have that you wouldn’t survive?” Cade asked.

“I
want you to make me a wolf.”

Cade’s
eyebrows rose.

Bridget
pulled her shirt to the side, showing him her shoulder. “Micah decided to make
me his bitch. Figure I might as well live up to that description.”

“She
won’t listen to reason,” Josette said.

“Interesting.”
Cade studied the marks. “And he just let you walk away?”

“Let?”
Breena gave her husband an exasperated look. “Since when does anyone
let
Bridget do something?”

“Point
taken. You realize this could be painful?”

“Could
be?” Bridget asked. “Not
will
be?”

Cade
shrugged. “Some people take right to it, and since you already have Micah’s DNA
in your system, it’s possible you won’t have any bad side effects. But if you
do … well, expect chills, sweats, nausea and sensitive sight and hearing.
Basically, you’re going to want a quiet, dark room, just like you would with a
migraine. And a bathroom nearby, just in case.”

Her
lips twisted. “You mean in case I hurl. What a lovely picture.” She blew out a
breath. “All right. Let’s do this. What do you need from me?”

“A
lock of your hair will do. Just a few strands to mix with the potion. Since
you’ve been bitten, you have wolf DNA in you already, so we don’t have to worry
about that sample.” Cade held out his hand and she plucked a few hairs and
handed them over.

“How
long does it take to work?” Bridget asked.

“You’ll
be transformed by morning, but you won’t shift for the first time until the
full moon. The downside to being made a shifter is that you’ll have to rely on
lunar cycles for your power. A born shifter can shift at any given time, and
shift back just as easily. It’s going to be a slow, painful process for you
starting out.”

“Got
it. Pain. Suffering. I guess this is payback for all those times I made my
dates wait on me to get ready and then ordered the biggest steak on the menu.”

Breena
coughed, but it sounded suspiciously like a laugh.

Bridget
rubbed her hands together. “Let’s get started.”

“Slow
down.” Cade smiled. “It’s going to take me about an hour to brew the potion.
After that, you need to take it home to drink it. I would recommend that you
not stay alone.”