Emma's Alpha by Amanda Clark Page B

running towards her car, a deep voice shouted,
    “Wait come back.”
    She kept going, she’d dig out her map and find the B & B herself. Great, that’ s what I get for leaving early and not getting directions. Just before she reached the safety of her car a hand grabbed her around the waist and brought her to a stop. Frigid fear froze Emma in her tracks. She grew angry with herself, years of self-defense classes, yet she still froze when grabbed by a huge bulking man.
    “Stop, I won’t hurt you, I just want to talk,” a deep masculine voice said in her ear.
    Emma managed to turn her head and looked up into the face of the man from the pub. The need to step into his arms nearly overwhelmed her and the throb between her thighs intensified. What the hell was going on?
    “My name’s Mike Cross, I’m the town’s mayor, you’re not from around here are you?” he asked.
    “I just got here,” she stammered. “I’m looking for directions to The Den B & B.”
    He released her, even though for some reason she didn’t want him to. For the few moments his hand was around her waist she had a sense of home, and being held by such a muscular man was wonderful.
    “Directions won’t be a problem, I will show you, it’s not far, just up the hill at the back of town. My car is parked around the corner, is yours the Mini I didn’t recognise?” Mike asked.
    Emma was a little dazed and just nodded her head, Mike held his arm out for her to lead the way, she stumbled slightly, righted herself, embarrassment coursed through her. He will think I’m a right clumsy cowshe thought as they walked towards the cars.
    Emma heard what she thought was a growl from Mike.
    Emma turned her head and asked, “Did you say something?”
    “No, why?”
    “Nothing I must be hearing things,” Emma said and carried on walking.

    * * * *
    On reaching the cars Emma unlocked and slid into hers, Mike held her door and told her to follow him before closing it and walking to his Land Rover. On getting in, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and flicked through his contacts until he found home and pressed send, his grandmother answered on the second ring.
    “Good evening, this is The Den, how can I help you?”
    “Hey, Grams, it’s me, is Emma’s room ready ‘cause she’s here,” Mike said.
    “Yes, I prepared it today, but Mike we have Brian Roads checking in tomorrow with a few of his pack to run over the weekend and they’re not the most discreet pack we have ever met.”
    “It will be fine, Grams, I will speak to him. Get the kettle on, she looks in desperate need of a cuppa and we’ll be there in two minutes.”
    Then he hung up, scanned through his contacts again, and rung his brother Scott.
    ”Hey, it’s me, she’s here, put the word out to the pack to be careful, okay? See you later, we are just pulling up now,” he said.
    “Is she as hot in real life, bro?” Scott laughed.
    Mike felt his temper rise and he growled at Scott before hanging up. He shook his head and wondered why Scott’
    s comment bothered him so much, it wasn’t like she was his mate, she was human. He couldn’t believe the strawberries and cream scent he had picked up in town was Emma. It had made his wolf sit up and his cock harden. Which was very strange, he had never had this kind of a reaction to a female before. When he had caught hold of her, those few moments of feeling her in his arms were heaven, he just knew she would mold perfectly to his body. Turning off the engine he watched her turn on her interior light and reach into the back seat to talk to someone.
    “We are here baby, you can get out soon.” He heard her say. “What? Who the hell is she calling baby?” He mumbled to himself.
    Mike grabbed the door handle and opened his door, stepped out and slammed it, he looked up in time to see Emma jump and pale slightly.
    “Shit, she scares easily,” Mike muttered. He had smelt it earlier when he grabbed her. His wolf howled at the thought of