The Alpha's Ardor by Rebecca Brochu Page B

around him shift, Declan dared to open his eyes and glance around quickly. The sight that greeted him was surprising. The brown wolf was bleeding sluggishly from a place high on his neck as well as fresh claw marks across his muzzle. Despite that he still paced back and forth some distance away, hackles raised and teeth bared as he stared in Declan’s direction. The surprise however came at the fact that directly in between the wolf and Declan stood the strange alpha. He was massive, his chest wide and strong and his coat, a mix of dark greys and black, looked thick and heavy. Declan shifted slightly despite his attempts to keep still and when the alpha flashed a quick but relatively unconcerned look in his direction Declan saw that his eyes were a vibrant crimson.
    The beta wolf across the way postured for a moment or two more but when the alpha took a single threatening step forward he tucked tail and ran, limping, back the way they’d came. The alpha stared after his retreating form for a moment or two before he turned back towards Declan. They gazed at each other in silence before Declan once again lowered his eyes in an act of submission. The alpha made a pleased chuffing noise in the back of his throat as he stepped forward and to Declan’s surprise began to sniff lightly at Declan’s own dark fur.
    Declan stayed frozen as the alpha checked him over slowly. A whimper escaped him against his will when the larger wolf’s muzzle bumped against the wound hidden in the thick fur on his side. The alpha backed away then with a loud snort, and Declan wasn’t surprised when the other wolf’s fur began to ripple and shift as the change overtook him.
    The man that soon stood in the wolf’s place was tall, wide chested and broad shouldered with skin tanned bronze from the sun.
    His hair was thick and dark where it curled loosely at the nape of his neck, and when Declan dared to meet his eyes again he saw that they were a deep russet color. Declan could almost still see the red in them, the color that marked the man as alpha. His jaw was strong with a layer of thick stubble, and his lips were lush and full even though they were twisted into a deep frown that made his face look entirely too foreboding for Declan’s taste.
    All in all Declan wasn’t surprised by how powerful the man looked, not when his wolf had been so large and obviously strong. He was however surprised by the twist of arousal that shot through him at the sight of the alpha’s body, thick muscled and strong with narrow hips and his cock half hard and nestled in a bed of thick dark hair. He shook the feeling off as quickly as he could and tried to ignore the sight of so much smooth tanned skin stretched over finely crafted muscles. Declan obviously wasn’t quick enough because the alpha inhaled deeply for a moment before his handsome face broke out into a smirk.
    “Oh pup, me and you need to have a little talk because you’re trespassing at the moment. As much as I’d hate to have to kill a fine looking wolf like you I’m perfectly willing to rip out your throat if you give me a reason to.” The alpha rumbled, voice deep and rough, but Declan could hear the amusement in his tone. “Now how about you shift and let me see if the other side to you is as pretty as this one?”
    Declan was speechless and for a moment he didn’t move at all. When the alpha’s eyes flashed crimson in command he scrambled shakily to his feet and hurried to obey. It had been a long time since he’d been under the influence of an alpha’s command, but his body remembered the desperate need to obey. He and Lachlan had been on their own without a proper pack or an alpha for years but that pull, that instinctual need to obey wasn’t something that ever faded. Even without it he still wasn’t stupid enough to think that it’d be a good idea to try to outright refuse this alpha something so simple.
    He was actually trespassing on another pack’s territory, and the alpha had