Rebecca (BBW Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance) (Alpha Marked Book 4) Read Online Free Page A

her back. Shining blue eyes collided with his, fear and panic filling them. He should try to soothe her, release her and calm her obvious terror.
    Instead, he noted the gentle slope of her nose, her heart-shaped face, and her plump lips. He wanted to capture them with his own and dive into a passionate kiss. He’d taste her, soothe her, and then take her.
    She… did not feel the same.
    She screamed so loudly it nearly shattered his eardrums. Then she asked the most absurd question imaginable.
    “Are you an alien, too?” Her voice rose with the last word, and if he weren’t so enamored with the tinkling quality of the syllables, he would have laughed. Instead, his cock throbbed.
    “No, I’m a werewolf.” His words were matter of fact and blunt.
    She shivered in his hold, and her feminine musk drifted to him. She was aroused, or at least feeling a bit of desire, and she was focused on him. At his scars and crooked nose and the way his eyes were the deep yellow of his wolf twenty-four/seven.
    “Werewolves aren’t real,” she whispered. “Can you be an alien instead? That would be better. An alien would be better.” She nodded, her fallen curls hiding her eyes. He brushed them from her face, and she didn’t flinch from him. If anything, the scent of her cream increased. “You know what’s even better than aliens? Passing out. Can I do that now? I’d like to do that now.”
    Another nod from her and he grinned. She was perfect. A little bit crazy and gorgeous as hell.
    “Tell me your name first.” His wolf filled his voice, and she gave a low whimper, but it wasn’t one of fear. No, not a hint of fright tinged the sound. It was all arousal.
    “Rebecca.”
    “Rebecca.” He tested the name on his tongue, savoring the syllables. “Pass out, Rebecca. I have you.”
    “Thanks so much.”
    She truly had been waiting for permission because the moment she said the last word, she went limp in his arms. Her head lolled back, and Carson was there, cupping her skull in his hand.
    “Aidan?” Carson’s voice was rough. “Is she…”
    “Yes.” There was no doubt in his mind. The burning need, the wolf’s reaction to her. Yes, she was theirs. “She’s—”
    “Unhand the woman!” A familiar voice cut into their conversation, and Aidan groaned. “Penises better not have entered orifices! Or teeth!” Scarlet spun and snapped at the Gathering organizer. “Send a new text. No teeth.” Aidan’s cell phone buzzed with a text message. Then they were the focus of the Ruling Alpha Mate once again. “Let her go.”
    “She’s ours,” Aidan snarled, and Carson added his own growl.
    Instead of being afraid of their combined anger, the woman snorted. “What. Ever. Emmett and Levy felt her appearance and also informed me she has no idea what she’s doing here. So hand her over for orientation and then we’ll see what we can see.”
    “She’s ours.” This time it was Carson, and the male sounded even more threatening than Aidan ever had.
    Scarlet glared. “She’ll go through tests and meetings like every other woman here, boys. She needs to understand everything before she’s shoved into our world. Every year there are Marked who are dragged here by the Wardens and they have no idea what they’re in for. There are even more women this year because of the Warden Born. Do you think she’d have ended up in this room if she knew? Don’t you think she would have checked in like any other Marked woman and actually showered before coming downstairs?”
    Aidan was reminded of the dirt covering his female, the smudges that lined her cheeks and the soil that covered her clothing. He accepted that Scarlet’s assumptions were correct. Rebecca had been brought to the Gathering through a Warden’s summoning, and she didn’t know about the wolves, Marks, or what awaited her when she awoke.
    And… she needed to know before things went further, before he and Carson stripped her bare and claimed her as their own. He