Chapter 1
Travis stood on Paige’s wooden front porch for a long time, hoping she would open the door and let him back in. He considered kicking the door and yelling, but after several minutes of silence he gave up and started to leave.
She’ll come back around, he thought. She has to, I’m her alpha. I’ve claimed her.
He started to walk by her little red car when he noticed the dent his body had left in the fender.
“Guess I’m lucky I wasn’t seriously injured,” he said as he rubbed his hand in the dent.
A devilish thought crept into his head as he continued to caress the indention his body made.
“She is mine,” he said, looking around for anyone else. Paige was still in the house and there was nobody else in the vicinity. Her home was surrounded by a wooded area with tall oak trees dotted over the landscape. Many of the leaves had begun to fall off leaving the ground a crunchy minefield, impossible to hunt on. He craned his neck to look down the hill the house was situated on, seeing the store she worked at in the distance. You’d have to be standing at just the right angle from the backdoor to see this far up. Nobody could see him; he was free to mark his territory. Without a second thought Travis unzipped his pants and pulled his penis out of his pants. He had just used the bathroom at her house, but his primal instinct instantly began releasing his musk on the fender of her car.
“You have been claimed by the Bowshot alpha,” he said as he finished up. “You don’t know what you’re missing out on. You will have love and protection like you never thought possible.”
Satisfied that he had made his point Travis stalked through the woods, looking for anything resembling the wererat scent. He was positive they lived in this town or around it, but he had to be sure. Tonight he would question the vampire about his motives; hopefully things wouldn’t turn violent just yet.
He spent the next hour walking through the woods, searching for any clue. There was nothing though, nothing for him to discover. Frustration began to set in; he didn’t want to shift in case he needed to be in human form soon.
“It’s hopeless,” he said, throwing his arms up as he stood alone in the middle of the woods, far behind Paige’s house.
Paige’s house, he thought, his eyes traveling back in the direction it would be located. Damn her.
Travis quickly realized he wasn’t finding anything because he couldn’t concentrate. Every time he envisioned the wererats and their beady eyes his mind replaced them with the beautiful sight of Paige. She was stuck on his brain and there was no way to get her off.
He imagined them together, in his cottage back in Bowshot, as she got down on all fours in front of him. Her round, curvy ass looked amazing from behind and he couldn’t wait to mount her. In his fantasy he got down behind her, sliding his large cock deep into her wet, juicy, receptive pussy. She moaned in pain as his massive girth stretched her out. He was the alpha, so he didn’t care if she was in pain; he was going to give it to her however he wanted. With his powerful hands on her hips he began to thrust himself into her, repeatedly banging into her rear as he slammed his rigid mass into her warm hole. Eventually the cries of pain went away, replaced with moans of pleasure as she got used to his size and thrusting power. She would moan and bang on the ground, wanting him to spill his seed into her. When the time finally came he let out a great howl and released everything he had into her.
Travis realized he was standing in the middle of the woods, one hand rubbing the outline of his manhood through his tight jeans.
“I need to get her back,” he said. “I can’t let her get away from me.”
It was as if she was already imprinted as his mate in his mind. He was powerless to fight instinct, but he felt something else for her, something beyond the prison of mating. Sometimes a wolf was left with a mate
Travis stood on Paige’s wooden front porch for a long time, hoping she would open the door and let him back in. He considered kicking the door and yelling, but after several minutes of silence he gave up and started to leave.
She’ll come back around, he thought. She has to, I’m her alpha. I’ve claimed her.
He started to walk by her little red car when he noticed the dent his body had left in the fender.
“Guess I’m lucky I wasn’t seriously injured,” he said as he rubbed his hand in the dent.
A devilish thought crept into his head as he continued to caress the indention his body made.
“She is mine,” he said, looking around for anyone else. Paige was still in the house and there was nobody else in the vicinity. Her home was surrounded by a wooded area with tall oak trees dotted over the landscape. Many of the leaves had begun to fall off leaving the ground a crunchy minefield, impossible to hunt on. He craned his neck to look down the hill the house was situated on, seeing the store she worked at in the distance. You’d have to be standing at just the right angle from the backdoor to see this far up. Nobody could see him; he was free to mark his territory. Without a second thought Travis unzipped his pants and pulled his penis out of his pants. He had just used the bathroom at her house, but his primal instinct instantly began releasing his musk on the fender of her car.
“You have been claimed by the Bowshot alpha,” he said as he finished up. “You don’t know what you’re missing out on. You will have love and protection like you never thought possible.”
Satisfied that he had made his point Travis stalked through the woods, looking for anything resembling the wererat scent. He was positive they lived in this town or around it, but he had to be sure. Tonight he would question the vampire about his motives; hopefully things wouldn’t turn violent just yet.
He spent the next hour walking through the woods, searching for any clue. There was nothing though, nothing for him to discover. Frustration began to set in; he didn’t want to shift in case he needed to be in human form soon.
“It’s hopeless,” he said, throwing his arms up as he stood alone in the middle of the woods, far behind Paige’s house.
Paige’s house, he thought, his eyes traveling back in the direction it would be located. Damn her.
Travis quickly realized he wasn’t finding anything because he couldn’t concentrate. Every time he envisioned the wererats and their beady eyes his mind replaced them with the beautiful sight of Paige. She was stuck on his brain and there was no way to get her off.
He imagined them together, in his cottage back in Bowshot, as she got down on all fours in front of him. Her round, curvy ass looked amazing from behind and he couldn’t wait to mount her. In his fantasy he got down behind her, sliding his large cock deep into her wet, juicy, receptive pussy. She moaned in pain as his massive girth stretched her out. He was the alpha, so he didn’t care if she was in pain; he was going to give it to her however he wanted. With his powerful hands on her hips he began to thrust himself into her, repeatedly banging into her rear as he slammed his rigid mass into her warm hole. Eventually the cries of pain went away, replaced with moans of pleasure as she got used to his size and thrusting power. She would moan and bang on the ground, wanting him to spill his seed into her. When the time finally came he let out a great howl and released everything he had into her.
Travis realized he was standing in the middle of the woods, one hand rubbing the outline of his manhood through his tight jeans.
“I need to get her back,” he said. “I can’t let her get away from me.”
It was as if she was already imprinted as his mate in his mind. He was powerless to fight instinct, but he felt something else for her, something beyond the prison of mating. Sometimes a wolf was left with a mate
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