A Wolf's Obsession: Part One: (BBW/Shapeshifter Paranormal Romance) (Alpha Lands Serial) by Josey Alden Page B
Authors: Josey Alden
Tags: Shapeshifter/BBW Romance
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of the mixture at a time.
As Jared placed the second half of cooked eggs on the plate with a spatula, Jennifer burst out of his bedroom. She wore the short, red slip dress he had pulled off her last night while they were still standing on his porch. Her hair was pulled up in a messy, red ponytail, and she carried her four-inch black heels in her left hand. Her right hand held her phone to her ear, and Jared could hear a high, tinny voice bitching through the speaker.
"I know. I know, " Jennifer said into the phone. She slung her bag over her shoulder and threw one last glare at Jared. "Men are pigs."
"I'm a wolf," Jared said, more to himself than his guest. "And what's wrong with being a pig? They've forgiven us for all that house-blowing nonsense, you know."
Despite the voice streaming into her ear, Jennifer heard his comment and let out a raspy cry of frustration. "I don't care if you're a wolf or a pig or the freakin' king of China. Don't call me," she said. "Ever."
After the front door slammed behind her, Jared said to the now blissfully quiet den, "Emperor. It's the emperor of China."
He then sat on the kitchen counter, eating all eighteen eggs and vowing never to bring home another human woman again.
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Chapter 3
Sitting in front of the school in her car, Rosa couldn't tell if she was more excited or scared to walk into the building. She felt like a real adult with a real job for the first time. After so many years of going to school, it was hard to believe she'd finally finished. This week, she would set up her room and meet with the other teachers on the stack of materials she'd received on the curriculum and rules. Next week, she would meet her kids.
When Rosa walked into the front office, the receptionist looked up from her typing. "Yes?"
Several other people were in the office, too, but they only looked her up and down and went back to their conversations. Fear rose into her throat, but she wasn't sure why. Yes, everyone in this office was a wolf, but they were human, too. Her parents' myths about the dangers of being too close to wolves tugged at her a little. Could there be any truth to what they said? Would she, as a pure-blood, be targeted? She shook off the ridiculous thought.
"I'm Rosa Mendez," she said to the receptionist. "I think I'm in room B14."
The woman entered her name into the computer. "Yes, second grade hall. When you leave this office, turn left, go down two hallways, and turn left again. The door is unlocked, and the key is in the lap drawer of the desk. Staff meeting in the cafeteria at 9:00 a.m."
Rosa thanked her and checked the time on her phone. She had thirty minutes before the meeting.
As she passed more faculty members in the main hallway, she noticed several double-takes. The manager of the teacher recruiting program had emphasized that Rosa would be the only pure-blood in the school. This hadn't fazed her at the time, but now, she wished she didn't stand out quite so much. Maybe she could stand at the front during the faculty meeting to get all the staring over all at once.
When Rosa opened the door to room B14, she thought there'd been a mistake. The room was virtually empty of anything except one tall cabinet, her desk, and four neat lines of student desks. No books, no maps, no posters. No decorations of any kind. She set her bag on her desk and opened the unlocked cabinet. It, too, was empty.
"Hello, Rosa."
Rosa flinched and turned to find a man standing in her doorway. He looked like he was in his thirties, wearing rectangular wire-frame glasses and a short-sleeved plaid shirt with khaki shorts. His hair was pulled back in a long, black ponytail. He had one small tribal tattoo on his forearm. Rosa had no idea who he was or how he knew her name.
"Hi, I'm sorry, I'm terrible with names," she said. "Please tell me we haven't met already."
His smile put her at ease. "Raub Luna. Sixth grade math and science. I saw your name on the faculty phone list and noticed
As Jared placed the second half of cooked eggs on the plate with a spatula, Jennifer burst out of his bedroom. She wore the short, red slip dress he had pulled off her last night while they were still standing on his porch. Her hair was pulled up in a messy, red ponytail, and she carried her four-inch black heels in her left hand. Her right hand held her phone to her ear, and Jared could hear a high, tinny voice bitching through the speaker.
"I know. I know, " Jennifer said into the phone. She slung her bag over her shoulder and threw one last glare at Jared. "Men are pigs."
"I'm a wolf," Jared said, more to himself than his guest. "And what's wrong with being a pig? They've forgiven us for all that house-blowing nonsense, you know."
Despite the voice streaming into her ear, Jennifer heard his comment and let out a raspy cry of frustration. "I don't care if you're a wolf or a pig or the freakin' king of China. Don't call me," she said. "Ever."
After the front door slammed behind her, Jared said to the now blissfully quiet den, "Emperor. It's the emperor of China."
He then sat on the kitchen counter, eating all eighteen eggs and vowing never to bring home another human woman again.
______
Chapter 3
Sitting in front of the school in her car, Rosa couldn't tell if she was more excited or scared to walk into the building. She felt like a real adult with a real job for the first time. After so many years of going to school, it was hard to believe she'd finally finished. This week, she would set up her room and meet with the other teachers on the stack of materials she'd received on the curriculum and rules. Next week, she would meet her kids.
When Rosa walked into the front office, the receptionist looked up from her typing. "Yes?"
Several other people were in the office, too, but they only looked her up and down and went back to their conversations. Fear rose into her throat, but she wasn't sure why. Yes, everyone in this office was a wolf, but they were human, too. Her parents' myths about the dangers of being too close to wolves tugged at her a little. Could there be any truth to what they said? Would she, as a pure-blood, be targeted? She shook off the ridiculous thought.
"I'm Rosa Mendez," she said to the receptionist. "I think I'm in room B14."
The woman entered her name into the computer. "Yes, second grade hall. When you leave this office, turn left, go down two hallways, and turn left again. The door is unlocked, and the key is in the lap drawer of the desk. Staff meeting in the cafeteria at 9:00 a.m."
Rosa thanked her and checked the time on her phone. She had thirty minutes before the meeting.
As she passed more faculty members in the main hallway, she noticed several double-takes. The manager of the teacher recruiting program had emphasized that Rosa would be the only pure-blood in the school. This hadn't fazed her at the time, but now, she wished she didn't stand out quite so much. Maybe she could stand at the front during the faculty meeting to get all the staring over all at once.
When Rosa opened the door to room B14, she thought there'd been a mistake. The room was virtually empty of anything except one tall cabinet, her desk, and four neat lines of student desks. No books, no maps, no posters. No decorations of any kind. She set her bag on her desk and opened the unlocked cabinet. It, too, was empty.
"Hello, Rosa."
Rosa flinched and turned to find a man standing in her doorway. He looked like he was in his thirties, wearing rectangular wire-frame glasses and a short-sleeved plaid shirt with khaki shorts. His hair was pulled back in a long, black ponytail. He had one small tribal tattoo on his forearm. Rosa had no idea who he was or how he knew her name.
"Hi, I'm sorry, I'm terrible with names," she said. "Please tell me we haven't met already."
His smile put her at ease. "Raub Luna. Sixth grade math and science. I saw your name on the faculty phone list and noticed
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