The Alpha's Secret Family(7)

By: Jessie Lane

Dia’s fear and adrenaline kicked in right away. She had good reason to be scared, too. The damn wolf was almost twice the size of any wolf she had seen at a zoo, and licking his chops like she was dinner.

She started to take a step back, but that made the wolf growl at her. She froze in place, staring down at an animal who could rip her apart from limb to limb.

The wolf didn’t move a muscle, just stood there staring at her, as if he wanted her to see something. It took her a while, probably because she was ready to pee her pants, but Dia finally did see something. Steel blue-gray eyes, the exact same shade as Stone’s.

It was as if the wolf knew the moment she had picked up that bit of knowledge, because his mouth spread into a big, wolf grin that flashed all of his sharp teeth.

Dia didn’t have time to think or say anything about those eyes or teeth, though, because then something unbelievable happened. The wolf started moving, and not as in moving toward her or away from her. No, the body started changing. Fur receded into skin, the body elongated, and the next thing she knew, there was a very naked Stone standing in front of her, watching for her reaction.

The thing was, Dia was feeling so many different emotions she wasn’t sure what reaction to give the man. Or wolf. Or whatever the fuck he was.

They stood there, silently staring at each other for a few minutes, until Stone asked, “Well? You going to say anything?”

Dia opened her mouth … then shut it again. In fact, she did that a few times, making herself look like a gaping fish, until she realized she was in genuine shock.

No matter how hard she tried, no words would come out.

Stone seemed to realize her predicament and stepped closer to her. Holding a hand out, he used one finger to slide it down the side of her face in a gentle caress. “Go ahead and say it, princess. Say the words: ‘You’re a shifter’.”

Finally, words came out when she opened her mouth, but they weren’t the words he wanted her to say.

“You’re not a werewolf?”

Stone shook his head. “We go by the name shifter, not werewolf.”

“Not a werewolf,” Dia said, instead of asking this time.

“Not a werewolf,” Stone repeated.

After that, Dia could only think of one thing she wanted to ask him. “Do you get fleas?”

Stone wasn’t thrilled with her question and let her know it with a look. “Not funny, mate.”

“Mate?” Dia squeaked.

Nodding, he repeated, “Mate.”

That was about the time Dia passed out.

Chapter Three

Two months later…

“I don’t want you to go.”

The growly man watching her from the bed made her smile.

Dia stood there, watching him through the mirror as she ran the brush through her strawberry blonde tresses to get the tangles out that her growly man had helped put in only moments before. She was in nothing but his T-shirt after they had just finished making love a few minutes ago.

While she knew it would be smarter not to play with a brooding alpha wolf shifter, Dia just couldn’t help herself. Her man was cranky, and she was half-naked and content. That was certainly a recipe for mischief, right?

To do this, Dia made sure she moved her weight from foot to foot every now and then between brushings so that her mate, Stone, would watch what he knew was her bare ass moving underneath the clothing as she spoke with him.

“I know you don’t want me to go, love, but you know I have to.” She looked over her shoulder at her frowning mate and smiled. “Besides, Stone, I haven’t seen my family since we met and mated two months ago. My parents are ready to send the cops out to make sure I really am okay and not being held hostage by some man they’ve never met. If I make an appearance so they can see I really am okay, they’ll feel better. Plus, Mom needs me to help her after the knee surgery she’s about to have. Not to mention all the trouble I’ve gone to, working double-time to cover my clients so I could close the salon and take this time off. I’ll be back in a couple of weeks.”

“I’ll have someone checking on the salon while you’re gone.”

“Thank you, handsome,” Dia told him with a big grin. She knew that admission meant he was slowly giving in to her leaving.

She looked back toward the mirror, started brushing her hair again, and gave her butt another surreptitious wiggle. She could barely hold in her laugh when she saw the movement had immediately gained Stone’s attention. Then she heard him growl.

“You’re trying to distract me on purpose, woman.”

At that comment, a giggle escaped her, and she watched through the mirror as his head snapped up and he glared at her.