Enchanting the Alpha (Hex My Heart, #4) Read Online Free

tame, the otherworldlies in check, and the humans safe. Laws had bound him since birth. Some good, and some not worth a damn. The badge he wore worked like a safety net and he could deal with that.
    Caden slipped from his cruiser then froze the second his boot hit ankle-deep snow and watched the vision of beauty before him. What the hell...
    A small bell jangled as the brunette in question ducked out in tight jeans that outlined her curvy body on the bottom half and in complete contrast to the overlarge sweater that damn near swallowed her upper half.
    A sharp wind tucked around the corner to cause wisps of hair to dance around her heart-shaped face.
    Lack of air constricted his lungs. Everything slowed and all he could think of was anchoring her close to his body, protecting her against the harsh elements of the world and warming her up with the same primal heat sluicing through him. The way it burned, she’d never be cold again.
    Glued in place, Caden continued to watch as she bent and scooped up what looked like a handful of snow. The complete mystery of a woman had him at a loss. One minute he wanted to unravel her one thread at a time at least three times a day and all night when the lure of the full moon called. In the next, he wanted to backtrack out the same way he came in, but he knew one way would burn him and the other would likely leave him for dead. Soulless.
    She scanned the area, but passed right over his presence tucked beneath the only tree on the street—an evergreen that had seen the birth of a nation and probably the last of its kind. Bless the city council’s love for historical landmarks.
    When she retreated, Caden crossed the street in a slow stride. If he walked in there, brandishing his warrant and cuffs she might balk and toss some hexed spell at him that would leave him green and slimy. If she wanted to be nice.
    He cringed.
    No, if he wanted to get her in hand, he’d have to plan this right. Pulling a John Wayne might not go over too well. What did they say about walking up on an unsuspecting witch? He didn’t have a clue, but whatever it was, he knew for damn sure it warned a man against it.
    Careful not to expose his position, he lowered his radio volume and edged closer to the brick building to listen. He angled his head and took a couple of beats to make sure Harmony had settled inside.
    Stepping cautiously along the snow-covered walkway, Caden grimaced when the fresh powder crunched beneath his heavy boots as he approached the front entrance. He suspected there would be several inches to deal with come morning. Being snowed in with the feisty witch wouldn’t be such a bad idea and it made his blood rush south. Never in his adult life did he ever wish he could set aside the badge that had saved his life.
    For her, though, the thought crossed his mind often. He clenched his back teeth and shoved the thought aside. He didn’t need to tempt his wolf with a treasure he couldn’t keep and a future he knew damn well didn’t stand a chance.
    Thunder rumbled overhead, cutting him off mid-thought.
    Torrents of air beat against him and sent a flurry of fresh snow to white out his surroundings.
    Another quake hammered down on him, the kind that reached into a man’s body and made every fucking bone vibrate. “Son-of-a bitch.” Caden clenched his jaw. He knew that sound. He raised his head and scented the air just to make sure as he reached for his shoulder holster. His lips pulled back and a deep, guttural growl ruptured from his throat in warning to the approaching shifter.
    Muted silhouettes danced and weaved in between the shadows cast by the neighboring buildings.
    Another rumbled shockwave thundered overhead, shaking the ground beneath his feet, but he caught traction with the grooved soles of his boots.
    If the creatures thought they could come sniffing around his woman they had another think coming. He moved toward the door. Harmony was inside. Alone. He needed to move her to safety. The