Fated To The Alpha: A Paranormal Shifter Romance by Simply Shifters, Jasmine White Page A

looked past my shoulder as Jeremy stepped up behind me.  “You want to tell me who that is?”
     
    “Uh… well…he, uh…”
     
    “I’m Jeremy,” he said.  “And you are?”
     
    “Really, really interested now,” was her reply as she started getting to her feet.  “Where’d you dig this guy up?”
     
    “Well… I just sort of ran into him the other night, when I went off on my own, and… well…”
     
    Charlene continued eyeing him suspiciously.  She took a couple steps toward him.  “I can see the attraction,” she said, her voice still carrying a tone of wariness.  “But… there’s something about him…”
     
    She leaned forward, giving him a couple whiffs.  “Wait a minute,” she said, sniffing him a few more times.  “That scent…  I’ve smelled him somewhere before…”
     
    A moment later, her eyes went wild.
     
    “He’s a MORGANDORF! ” she shouted, her teeth extending into wolf fangs, and her eyes turning yellow.  She suddenly lunged forward, her eyes feral and full of rage, her teeth bared as she roared out her bloodlust.
     
    I dashed forward and grabbed her, pulling her back.  “Charlene, no!”
     
    “Let me at ‘im!  I’ll bite his junk off!”
     
    “Charlene, please!  I need you to calm down!”
     
    She stopped struggling against me and turned her attention to me, her eyes regaining their human shade.  “Tell me you’re not serious!  I know you are not crazy about marrying Leon, but this?   You are fucking a Morgandorf?   Are you out of your fucking mind?”
     
    “So what if he’s a Morgandorf?” I said.  “It’s just a name.”
     
    Charlene whirled on me.  “‘Just a name?’  Do you know where I know his scent from?” she snarled.  “It was two years ago.  I was out in the woods with Corey and Jana; we were watching some of the pups.  One of them decided to go chasing a rabbit, and next thing you know all the pups are following him, so we have to chase after them.  And then we ran into a Morgandorf gathering party.”  She pointed a stiff, aggressive finger at Jeremy.  “Including that dirt wad. 
     
    “They took the rabbit the pups were chasing, and told us to piss off and leave them to it.  When one of the pups tried to protest, they threatened to kill the pups if we didn’t leave!  That’s who you’re fucking, Evie!  The Morgandorfs are pup killers!”
     
    “Excuse me,” Jeremy spoke up, “that’s not quite how I remember it happening.”
     
    “Yeah, I’m sure you’re gonna go on about how you were the victims in all this, and our pups were the ones threatening you!” Charlene snarled.
     
    “Now, hold on,” he said, holding his hands up.  “I remember there being a lot of hostility, but I don’t remember anyone threatening the pups.  I do recall one of your pack stepping in front of the pups and warning us against harming them, claiming that she’d, and I quote, ‘have our livers over a spit with some peppers and collard greens’ if we hurt one fur on their backs.  Which, I might add, I thought was very unwarranted.”
     
    “You can say whatever you want, you maggot-eater!  I know exactly what you are!  All of your damn pack!”
     
    “I’m not denying some of my packmates that were there that day may have said some unpleasant things,” Jeremy said.  “And plenty of them will readily accuse the Caldours of a lot of the same things of which you are accusing me.  In my experience, high tempers and rationality are like oil and water.   And tempers certainly run high whenever our packs happen to meet.”
     
    “Oh, you’re about to find out, shithead!” Charlene growled, before lunging at him again. 
     
    I promptly jumped in her path to hold her back.  “Charlene, please!” I cried.  “You have to promise me you’re not going to say anything about this!”
     
    “You gotta be kidding me!” she gasped.  “I’m gonna bring the whole pack down on this clown’s