Her Forbidden Alpha

Chapter2　An Unexpected Visitor

It was twenty minutes later, and both walked into the service station. Ordering some McDonalds, Elijah carried the tray to the table.

“I can’t believe you can still eat four big macs…” She said, staring at his abs. He was an alpha after all and guess with all the working out he needed it.

“I’m a big boy, Red, I need fuel.” He replied, as they took a seat opposite each other. She took her fish fillet meal and unwrapping her burger, looked across at him. Once again, her stomach did a flip when their eyes met.

“Are you still single? Or have you found a man that can tame that temper of yours?” He asked, biting into his burger, thinking he doubted she was single; boys had always found her sexy and hot. But it was her feisty temper that never got them far. But looking at her now, there was no way she was single. And he knew she had not found her mate or there would have been a mark on her neck.

“Very funny Elijah, how about you? Are you still a fuckboy or have you found your mate who can tame your wild ways?” She asked, avoiding his question as she imitated the tone he had used. Knowing he hadn’t, or the entire pack would have known. Elijah smirked.

“I like my wild ways… there are no rules when it comes to me.” He said, leaning forward as he winked at her. Her heart thudded in her chest.

“What does that even mean?” she asked sipping her drink.

“Figure it out, Red, figure it out…” Elijah said. His eyes fell on those red lips of hers, the way they wrapped around that straw… The way she licked her lips.

He frowned, what the fuck was his problem. She was his stepsister, and he was checking her out a little too much… He needed to get a woman tonight, release all the pent-up energy he seemed to have inside of him.

“Wasn’t there a blood moon like a month ago?” He asked after a moment. For werewolves, they could only find their mate on a blood moon. Something that occurred two nights in a year. It was on these nights that the bond snapped into place, as long as your mate was nearby.

“Yes, there was.” She said, curtly frowning at her burger. If she had found her mate, perhaps these stupid feelings would have gone away.

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They were back on the road. With twenty minutes left before they got home. Elijah was bopping his knee to the music. Every now and then his gaze going to the feisty redhead in the driver’s seat. Her choppy red hair hiding half her face, as she moved her body to the music.

blur

and jerking it to the left. Scarlett

hit the car. A crunch of metal made Scarlett wince, feeling a painful ache in her waist until she felt a hand that sent pleasant tingles

groan of pain

at the three wolves that stood there growling. He could smell they weren’t rogues.

moving Scarlett behind him defensively.

and not even phased by it. Something that was normal with werewolves. He looked around 21. His sharp brown eyes met Elijah’s blue ones. A sharp wind blew past them, rustling the grass on the

you are welcome to pass.” He said, Scarlett froze, why did they want her? Elijah raised an

talking to a fucking alpha. I don’t obey fucking orders. I give

his hand, stepping

asked tersely. Elijah growled again, ready to shift, but Scarlett placed a hand on his arm

said, making her frown. “It’s Cade. You may not remember me, but I sure

miles away in her father’s pack. Her heart thumped in her chest. Elijah looked at her sharply. He could hear

her waist, pulling her close,

making Scarlett blush despite the seriousness of

growled, feeling a strong sense of possessiveness the way Cade was looking at her and talking to her.

old pack.” Scarlett said quietly, very aware of every ridge of his body, her chest pressed against his. Elijah looked momentarily

same. And from what he could see, neither was marked. “I’m the new beta, the

knew her father was an alpha, despite all the rumours since the night of her first shift. But they had wanted to keep it a secret, the fact that her father had traced them this far… Meant

to the two wolves by his side to attack. Scarlett turned ready to fight, a spasming pain ricocheting up her side but the wolves were aiming for Elijah. Who had shifted into a magnificent light brown wolf,

over 5 feet in height on all fours, and he was larger than any alpha wolf

necks as he ripped it clean off the body. Blood splattered everywhere. His paw slashing

mind linked something to the second wolf, who quickly retreated. Elijah shifted to his human

time and I will take it as a personal attack. You don’t want to get on the wrong side of future Alpha Elijah Westwood of