Wolf's Bride

Sam is a mid-rank wolf that rescues a kidnapped woman from his pack members. Is his alpha crazy? What was the man thinking while he nabbed the poor girl?

Then Sam realizes this girl isn’t just any girl -- she’s his mate.

The only way he can keep his alpha away is to marry and claim the girl for himself. Can Sam catch the beauty and elope, or will he be punished for his betrayal?

This 11,800 word story contains graphic love between a bbw and a gorgeous alpha werewolf.

Excerpt

Finally after the last verse, the Den Master smiled. “Well, kiss her,” he said.

I leaned in and kissed my mate passionately.

Taylor wrapped her arms around my neck.

The urges of the wolf emerged and I kissed her harder. Then I grabbed her zipper and pulled it half way down.

“What are you doing?” she said, her eyes like green orbs.

“Finishing the pact. I have to claim you,” I said and gripped her wrist tightly.

Taylor flew up and backed away. “Claim? Here? In front of him?” she spat and pointed at the old man.

The Den Master’s eyes glowed bright blue and he shook his head. “Marrying a human and you didn’t even tell her about how we work? Kind of low son,” he said and leaned back.

I frowned. “Taylor, we need a witness. Both of us are out of friend or pack options so it has to be him,” I said.

She shook her head and walked towards the door. Her dress scraped by and kicked up leaves and dirt.

Dammit! “Taylor!” I grabbed her wrist and pulled her into me.

“I can’t do it. I changed my mind,” she said as her body shook.

I pulled her close and kissed her lips. Her body calmed under my touch, but she barely kissed me back. I pulled away and stared into her eyes. “I told you this is permanent. You can’t back out now,” I growled.

Grabbing my arms, she licked her lips. “What if this is a mistake?

I grabbed her wrists and gritted my teeth. Slowly, my ears extended to points. My fangs sharp, and my eyes keen.

Taylor gasped and stared.

I took a deep breath. “This is what I was talking about. Humans don’t use their instincts. This is real. You felt it earlier,” I said and wrapped my arm around her waist.

“Yeah, I was wrong.”

I glared. “You’re second guessing yourself.”

She shut her mouth and frowned. “I…I don’t know,” she said.

I closed my eyes and took a shaky breath. The lights dimmed and I glanced back at the Den Master.

A smile curled on the man’s lips as his hand left a knob on the wall.

I turned back to Taylor and spun her around.

She squeaked as I yanked the zipper down and moved the lace off of her shoulders. Leaning into her, I whispered in her ear. “I love you, Taylor.”

She tensed.

The greed spread across my body like fire and I kissed the back of her neck. “And this is happening,” I said and pulled her dress down.