Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 2: Some kind of Animal

Maeve

He stood only inches from me, his arm outstretched and his fingers gripping my arm. He had a bottle of beer in his other hand, the foam bubbling over the lip of the bottle. He let go once I regained my balance, giving me a sideways smile that showcased a single dimple in one cheek.

He was ruggedly handsome with tanned skin and brown unruly curls that were tucked behind his ears. He was tall, towering over my 5’8″ frame with ease. I felt hot, a little too hot, as I looked up at him, running my tongue along the inside of my lower lip.

“Uh, thanks,” 1 croaked, slightly taken aback. He nodded, his eyes taking in my face, eventually meeting my own.

One eye was blue, an icy, glacier blue. The other was steel gray. I couldn’t help but stare.

“Take a picture,” he said, his voice slightly lifted and playful.

“What?”

“Take-take a picture, it’ll last longer,” he stammered, his cheeks going a rosy pink as his mouth widened into a boyish grin.

I looked at him, blinking, then shook my head. “Are you serious? That’s the cheesiest-”

“Couldn’t help myself.” He breathed; his eyes still fixated firmly on my own. “I’ve been waiting for an opportunity to say that all day.”

I opened my mouth to speak, then closed it again, forcing down a laugh that was inching up my throat. There was a moment of silence then, just long enough to be acutely aware of the fact that we were still standing on the sidewalk,

staring at each other.

“You’re rather tall for a lady,” he said in all seriousness, taking a small sip of his beer.

“1-what?”

” SAID YOU’RE RATHER TALL FOR A—” he said loudly, leaning close as though I couldn’t hear him.

“I heard you the first time!” I interrupted, and this time I did laugh. “What’s wrong with you? Thank you for, um, stopping me from falling but… did you hit your head, or something?”

“Why do you ask?” He sipped from his beer again, his mouth twitching into a smile as the mouth of the bottle touched his lips.

“24” I was truly at a loss for words,

“Well, nice meeting you,” he said, turning away. I gaped after him as he took a few steps forward, then turned around again, tilting his head in the direction of the bar. “Want a beer?”

I did want a beer, and I was oddly curious about this man and his strange behavior. He was teasing me, trying to get a reaction out of me somehow. I liked it.

“You’re not going to try to kidnap and murder me, are you?” I asked in response. He pursed his lips, looking around at the crowd of people still hovering on the sidewalk as they watched the aftermath of the fight.

“Well, not anymore. Everyone heard you say that,” he said, looking around in mock suspicion before tilting his head toward the bar again in earnest. “You coming?”

“I’m actually supposed to be meeting someone

“Great, l’if go with you.”

“Why?” I laughed, shaking my head. “You have no idea who I am or where I’m going.”

“Well, I’ll probably know soon. That counts for something, right?”

hanter

some kind of Animal

i stepped off the sidewalk and woited for him to catch up, the beer still clutched in his hand, My stomach did a little flip as he reached my side. I didn’t know why I thought letting this, this lunatio, to put it plainly follow me around the market was a good

some?” He offered me the beer as we walked, but I

each other, remember? I don’t want your germs, and

sent a warm ripple up the base of

thought to myself, breaking

mouths are cleaner in wolf form than they

I’ve heard that one, and it’s

“How do you know?”

brushed your teeth as a

shrugged, “Of course, what do you

a literal

a brilliant smile and he laughed, the sound full and genuine. He passed me the beer, and this time I took it, drinking deeply and enjoying the bitter taste of it. I

table cleared of her usual

for Myla’s tell-tale raven black curls. She was nowhere to

said the man, following my gaze as I scanned the ever–increasing

finger

took another sip of beer, emptying the bottle.

don’t know,” I replied, reaching up to twist my hair into a bun on the top of my head. It was hot, the sun beating down on the street

neck as I tied my hair back. I wanted to look at him as intensely as he was looking at me. Something about him was

the spell. I looked for Myla one last time before looking over my shoulder at

here,” I said, purposefully leaving out the fact that I, in fact, lived at the Alpha of Drogomor’s castle. “What about you? I’ve

we began to walk away from Myla’s stall, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his faded

loose, white button up shirt. He looked as though he had

past him. I reached out and grabbed his arm, leading him

brings you here,

Thought I’d check it out. I’ve never even been to a big city before. I wanted to experience the

us abruptly stopped walking, then bent over and retched loudly into a waste basket. I snorted

my new friend asked, his voice lifted in

being the biggest there are files over there”

stopped walking, glancing over at me with one blow arched

They’re moatly event for single

just amule people?” he asked. It was a casual question, but his face was lined with concern as he looked at

But people sometimes find their mates during these fostivals At least that’s what I was told,

sweat from my brow, my breathcoming a little faster than usual. A bead of sweat rolled down my temple and pooled in the conher of my eye irubbed it away, opening iny eyes to find the man atanding in front of me with a giant cup of what looked

ao red?” he aaked, ahoving the drink

the drink with both hands and letting the frosted glass chill

“You look awful.”

1 took a drink of the lemonade and

because you have

why I

shade of an awning covering the entrance of a shop. I plopped down on a shaded bench, sighing with reliel. He didn’t sit down beside me like I had expected, however. He reached down and began

“Hey!”

“What?”

think you’re doing?” | swatted his hand away, almost spilling the lemonade I

out of this jacket?” he replied, giving me

“I can do it-”

you-” He reached down again, but I caught his hand in mine, digging my nails into his skin. “Ow! What’ s the matter with

with me? You’re trying to undress

flashing with jest. “You want to