Bride of the Alpha by Georgette St. Clair Page B
Authors: Georgette St. Clair
Tags: Romance, Literature & Fiction, Fantasy, Paranormal, Werewolves & Shifters, kinky, <div><p>The Timber Valley pack has a terrible reputation. Word is their males are dominant, and possessive – and Josephine’s best friend from college is being forced to marry one? No way! </p><p>Curvy wolf shifter Josephine Southpaw’s got the perfect solution. Using a magic charm, she’ll disguise herself as the slender, beautiful Camille on her wedding day – while Camille hightails it out of town with the wolf she really loves. Of course, the Alpha will ditch Josephine the second he gets her back to the wedding suite and sees what his chubby bride really looks like. What could possibly go wrong? </p><p>Well, for starters, Alpha Maxwell Battle is smokin’ hot. And he takes one look at Josephine and vows to never let her go – but he’s going to punish her for her trickery in deliciously sexy ways. And finally, Josephine’s friends keep staging well-intentioned rescue attempts, but she’s no longer sure she wants to be rescued. </p><p>But Josephine’s not the only one with secrets. It soon becomes very clear that Maxwell’s hiding something big, a secret that puts not only Josephine’s heart but her life at risk. </p></div>
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and tell her not to come get me at the Gas N Gulp. How could I have done that?
Because I’d let lust hormones fog my brain, that’s how.
“What happened? How did they end up in jail?” I said, as we drove out of the Timber Valley pack’s area
and towards the town of Timber Valley.
I pulled out my phone and looked at it as we drove. I winced. 76 text messages, all from Bess and
Corwin. Awesome.
“Your friends came to the front gate of our property and demanded to see you immediately, claiming
that we’d kidnapped you.” Maxwell, thank God, looked amused rather than furious. “When the guard on
duty refused, they pretended to leave, but they just drove up the road a ways and shifted and tried to sneak on to our property. They’re not very good at sneaking. They were apprehended and taken into town, and
jailed for trespassing.”
“Oh. Dang it, why didn’t someone just come to our suite, and…I don’t know…”
“Interrupt the Alpha on his wedding night?” He barked out a laugh. “Because the shifters in this pack
have a strong survival instinct.”
Timber Valley was a beautiful little town. It mostly consisted of a big circular road called Green Street,
off the main road, with little shops and restaurants and a feed and grain store lining the circle. In the middle of the circle was a park with a gazebo and benches and trees. Couples strolled hand in hand, or lolled in the grass in animal form. Shifter cubs played in the trees; I saw a leopard cub chasing a wolf cub along the branches, with a shifter mother standing by the tree, hands on hips, yelling at them to get down.
“Does Kray’s pack hang out around here much?” I asked nervously.
“Not any more. They used to, but since Kray took over, they’ve gotten in so many fights that we told
them to stay out of our territory. Now that we’re allied, Kray may want to change that, but for right now we don’t have to worry.”
We pulled up in front of the sheriff’s office, halfway round the circle. It was a red brick building with broad marble steps leading up to it; the jail was in the back of the building, Max told me.
As we walked in, we were greeted by the sheriff. The sheriff, if I do say so myself, was quite hot. He
was also a Battle, according to the name tag on his broad chest.
Sheriff Steele Battle, to be specific. He was big and burly and had straight, close clipped black hair. If I hadn’t been with my husband, I would have been tempted to fan myself and simper at the sight of him.
He touched the brim of his cap and nodded politely to me. “Pleased to meet you, ma’am.
Congratulations,” he said to me. “Sorry to interrupt your wedding weekend.”
“Oh, no problem at all. And thank you,” I said.
Steele flashed a grin at Max. “Let me know if you want to borrow my handcuffs.”
Argh! I blushed, but Max just laughed. “Please. I’ve got my own. Do come out here this weekend,
though. Good times to be had. The band is still there, the feast’s going on. Hot women everywhere. Leave one of your deputies in charge for once, for God’s sake.”
“I may do that,” Sheriff Battle said. Then he led us through the building to the jail, where Bess and
Corwin were locked in a small cell, sitting on a bench and glowering sullenly.
The sheriff grabbed a set of keys from his belt, unlocked the door and let Corwin and Bess out. Their
clothes were wrinkled and both of them looked as if they hadn’t slept much.
I rushed to hug Bess. “I am so, so sorry!” I cried out. “I totally forgot to call you back. It’s a really long story, which I can’t fully explain, but…” I glanced around and lowered my voice. “I’m staying for three more weeks so that Camille has a chance to mate during the full moon. Then, her uncle won’t be able to
force her to come back, even if he manages to track her down.”
“What? You’re staying?” Bess gasped. She and Corwin both looked shocked.
Corwin looked at my neck, then
Because I’d let lust hormones fog my brain, that’s how.
“What happened? How did they end up in jail?” I said, as we drove out of the Timber Valley pack’s area
and towards the town of Timber Valley.
I pulled out my phone and looked at it as we drove. I winced. 76 text messages, all from Bess and
Corwin. Awesome.
“Your friends came to the front gate of our property and demanded to see you immediately, claiming
that we’d kidnapped you.” Maxwell, thank God, looked amused rather than furious. “When the guard on
duty refused, they pretended to leave, but they just drove up the road a ways and shifted and tried to sneak on to our property. They’re not very good at sneaking. They were apprehended and taken into town, and
jailed for trespassing.”
“Oh. Dang it, why didn’t someone just come to our suite, and…I don’t know…”
“Interrupt the Alpha on his wedding night?” He barked out a laugh. “Because the shifters in this pack
have a strong survival instinct.”
Timber Valley was a beautiful little town. It mostly consisted of a big circular road called Green Street,
off the main road, with little shops and restaurants and a feed and grain store lining the circle. In the middle of the circle was a park with a gazebo and benches and trees. Couples strolled hand in hand, or lolled in the grass in animal form. Shifter cubs played in the trees; I saw a leopard cub chasing a wolf cub along the branches, with a shifter mother standing by the tree, hands on hips, yelling at them to get down.
“Does Kray’s pack hang out around here much?” I asked nervously.
“Not any more. They used to, but since Kray took over, they’ve gotten in so many fights that we told
them to stay out of our territory. Now that we’re allied, Kray may want to change that, but for right now we don’t have to worry.”
We pulled up in front of the sheriff’s office, halfway round the circle. It was a red brick building with broad marble steps leading up to it; the jail was in the back of the building, Max told me.
As we walked in, we were greeted by the sheriff. The sheriff, if I do say so myself, was quite hot. He
was also a Battle, according to the name tag on his broad chest.
Sheriff Steele Battle, to be specific. He was big and burly and had straight, close clipped black hair. If I hadn’t been with my husband, I would have been tempted to fan myself and simper at the sight of him.
He touched the brim of his cap and nodded politely to me. “Pleased to meet you, ma’am.
Congratulations,” he said to me. “Sorry to interrupt your wedding weekend.”
“Oh, no problem at all. And thank you,” I said.
Steele flashed a grin at Max. “Let me know if you want to borrow my handcuffs.”
Argh! I blushed, but Max just laughed. “Please. I’ve got my own. Do come out here this weekend,
though. Good times to be had. The band is still there, the feast’s going on. Hot women everywhere. Leave one of your deputies in charge for once, for God’s sake.”
“I may do that,” Sheriff Battle said. Then he led us through the building to the jail, where Bess and
Corwin were locked in a small cell, sitting on a bench and glowering sullenly.
The sheriff grabbed a set of keys from his belt, unlocked the door and let Corwin and Bess out. Their
clothes were wrinkled and both of them looked as if they hadn’t slept much.
I rushed to hug Bess. “I am so, so sorry!” I cried out. “I totally forgot to call you back. It’s a really long story, which I can’t fully explain, but…” I glanced around and lowered my voice. “I’m staying for three more weeks so that Camille has a chance to mate during the full moon. Then, her uncle won’t be able to
force her to come back, even if he manages to track her down.”
“What? You’re staying?” Bess gasped. She and Corwin both looked shocked.
Corwin looked at my neck, then
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