The Alpha’s Mate(3)

He glanced down the aisle and hesitated when he saw a woman he didn’t know. She seemed to be inspecting the peanut butter jars. He guessed she was about 25. She must have only been about five feet five but the three inch wedge sandals made her legs look incredibly long. This was helped by her tiny denim shorts. His wolf stirred with interest at the female.

Her skin was smooth and the colour of almonds. She had long chocolate brown hair pulled up on the top of her head; small tendrils escaped and framed her pretty round face and wide green eyes. He had an irrational urge to walk over to her and pull her hair down so it cascaded over her slender shoulders. He found himself actually taking a step toward her before he managed to stop himself. His wolf growled at the sudden halt in progress to get to the female. Adam soothed his wolf and tried to instil patience in him.

She reached up onto the top shelf to grab a bag of pretzels. The material of her loose vest top strained against her breasts. Adam could see the outline of her hard nipples. Shit! She wasn’t wearing a bra. His sex immediately hardened whilst his wolf whimpered with excitement. Settle down boy...

He would scent the female and then he would strike up a conversation with her. His wolf wasn’t altogether happy with this plan, but then just throwing a strange woman over his shoulder and carrying her back to his house might constitute kidnapping.

Walking passed her nonchalantly he covertly sniffed her. He almost gagged on the heavy fragrance of rose. Who in their right mind could stand that artificial smell? He growled at his wolf who had started pacing and huffing at him.

She was staring at him in mild amusement. He realised he had growled out loud.

“This your way of saying ‘hi’?” She asked with a smirk.

Adam cleared his throat, ignoring her question, and stuck out his hand. “Adam Grey, welcome.”

She swiftly took his hand and he felt a tingling sensation flow through his body. “Thanks.” Just as quickly she dropped his hand and turned back to her shopping.

He was a little punch drunk from the sensation that had just shot through him and almost failed to notice the fact that she had dismissed him. Him the Alpha! She had just turned her back on him like he was nothing. Who the hell was she to do that to him?!

“Excuse me”, he ground out trying to make his voice as even as possible, “it’s customary to show a little more respect round here. Such as offering your name, where you live... that kind of thing.” He drew himself up to his full height, six foot five inches, and towered over her. “I’m used to people showing me more respect”.

Rosalee turned round and cocked her head to one side trying to keep her breathing slow and steady when all she wanted to pant and rub her hard nipples against him. Oh god! He was an Adonis! Tall, broad and well defined muscles barely concealed by a tight black t-shirt and jeans. She was trying to ignore the bulge at the front of his trousers. He had thick black hair and she could just imagine the smattering or black hair on his torso that would lead down to his... oops back to the bulge again! When they had shaken hands she had felt her body immediately warm. Heat had pooled between her legs and she had turned away from him before he could see her blush.

“Where I come from it is customary not to give out your name, where you live... that kind of thing. Unless of course you get a perverse joy out of being robbed.” Her body seemed to want to throw itself at him but her mind, thank heavens, was protesting as loudly as it could.

He growled at her again and god that just made her wetter. He sniffed and wrinkled his nose in disgust but then his eyes started to turn from grey to amber. He wasn’t human!

“Let me try this again, I’m Adam Grey the Alpha of the Grey wolf pack. We live in the woods surrounding this town.” He smiled at her superiorly. He could smell the strong waves of arousal coming from her. Ha, she was already hot for him!

“Oh, good for you.” Sarcasm – complete man repellent... usually.

He leaned one of his arms on the shelf behind her and angled his body towards her. She gulped. It would be so easy to just tilt her head upwards and kiss those delectable lips.

She brushed a stray wisp of hair out of her eyes. Her breasts jiggled delectably with each movement she made. Blood rushed to his groin at an alarming rate.

“Name?” He demanded gruffly.

“Not even a please?”

“Name? Now.” His wolf snarled. He’d never been so aggressive to a woman. He’d always been honey and charm to all women, but then he’d never met this kind of resistance. They’d all just simpered and rolled over for him.

“Bite me furball.” A disturbingly cute smile played on her pink lips. She licked them slightly and he growled at her again.