Yielding to the Alpha (Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Romance) by Emily Stone Page A

uncomfortable and listening to this girl talk so brazenly about her exploits was not something she wanted to stay and listen too. Why couldn’t she have just stayed in with a book?
     
    There was a brief awkward moment before Sharon realized that she’d been asked a question.
     
    “Sorry?” she said loudly.
     
    “I said who are you with tonight?”
     
    “Oh I’m with my roommate Katy--” she replied, cutting off her sentence midway when she caught sight of Katy. She had retreated over to the wall with the guy from earlier, their arms wrapped around each other and their lips pressed together. Katy had her hands in his hair, and he was running his hands over her roommate’s butt unashamedly.
     
    “That’s Rob!” The girl gasped. “You friend has good taste!”
     
    “Should I go and rescue her?” Sharon asked, uncertain. She thought Katy was more sensible than this.
     
    “Ha! I think she’s doing fine by herself--that girl’s gonna get laid !”
     
    “She’s not going to have sex with him!” She looked over again. ‘Rob’ was kissing Katy’s neck, something Katy certainly didn’t seem to mind judging from the grin on her face, and the way her hands strayed down to his jeans. “Is she?” But the girl had already walked off, having spotted another of her dorm mates.
     
    Sharon was starting to feel a little nauseous. What was she even doing here? She put her drink down on the nearest table, and tried to find somewhere to sit down. Before she’d even made it halfway she found herself walking into someone.
     
    “Hey sweet cheeks, if you wanted a feel so badly you just needed to ask!” It was Tom, the guy who’d been chugging in front of a crowd earlier. He still had beer stains on his shirt.
     
    “S-sorry. I was, I was just…” She was ignored. Tom slid his arms around her and tried to pull her in despite her obvious horror. This wasn’t her! She didn’t do this sort of thing. “Stop it!” She forced him away and ran out of the room. She felt completely stupid, and no doubt her face was flushed red again, but she didn’t see anyone between then and when she made it outside to the cool night air.
     

 
    CHAPTER TWO
     
    What must he have thought of her? She hadn’t been able to help it though. She just wasn’t used to guys being so forward. And when he’d touched her like that…
     
    The truth was, Sharon never really had a boyfriend. Sure she’d had male friends, and they were very close sometimes, but even when it looked like they might want to take things further, she always found herself pulling away. It never felt right. She was either too scared, or too unenthusiastic.
     
    And that’s how she’d found herself here, starting college and still a virgin. She didn’t tell anyone that of course, and certainly not that she’d never even been kissed at eighteen years old.
     
    It was colder outside than it had been when she’d gone into the frat house, and her purple dress wasn’t really affording her much warmth. She was well-covered up--never a fan of playing the game of ‘how much cleavage can we show off’ that other girls almost seemed to be playing sometimes--but the dress was just a bit thin. She huddled against the wall and stared morosely out onto the campus. She checked her phone, but it was dead. Even that seemed to have failed her.
     
    Maybe she should just go home. What would she do inside? Katy was occupied and she wasn't comfortable hanging around Katy's friends. She could just go and sit in the corner and try and get drunk for once. But what if someone took advantage of her? She gave an involuntary shudder. No. It would be best to head back to her dorm and start afresh tomorrow.
     
    “Excuse me, are you going inside?” Sharon visibly jumped, she had no idea there was anyone else out there. A man stood on the steps to the main entrance and turned to face her. She suddenly felt embarrassed again.
     
    “I was j-just leaving actually,” she replied,