Untamed: an Alpha's Love (Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Romance)

Untamed: an Alpha's Love (Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Romance) by Evelyn Glass Page A

Book: Untamed: an Alpha's Love (Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Romance) by Evelyn Glass Read Free Book Online
Authors: Evelyn Glass
Ads: Link
girl."
     
    "He what ?" Christine and Christopher? That was the ultimate evil pairing.
     
    "She was with me when I went over to his place to talk business. I went to the bathroom, and when I came back out he was way too close to her, touching her and flirting with her. Later she told me he gave her his number and said he wanted to see her sometime. Who does that? Asshole."
     
    "Business? What business do you have with Christopher?"
     
    "Did you not hear me? Fuck the business, Charmaine, he hit on my woman. He's lucky I didn't kick his ass. If he hadn't had the place guarded—"
     
    "What do you mean, 'guarded'?"
     
    "His whole house is surrounded by security. You know how paranoid he is. He's got scouts and bodyguards everywhere. The place is a fortress."
     
    Protecting him from whom? It didn't make any sense. Christopher was paranoid, yes, and he had an overinflated sense of his own importance, but even for him that seemed like a lot of security. She and Scottie made plans to grab lunch, but she was barely paying attention. She was trying to work out why her brother would have that much manpower when his only threat had ever been the Kreuger pack, and now they were a threat no more. Unless—
     
    Unless he's still planning the strike .
     
    Her mouth went dry and her pulse pounded in her ears as he dialed Parker's number. Immediately his voicemail answered. Shit . He'd probably turned his phone off. She left a message and rang the house phone. No answer. She left a message there, too, aware that she sounded a little crazy and was probably overreacting. But what if I'm not?
     
    An hour passed and she still hadn't heard back from Parker. She tried both phones again. Nothing. She checked the app on her phone to see if the security system had been turned off that day. It showed being armed the day they'd gotten the call from Lena and no activity since. Shit. Parker, where are you?
     
    "Hey, Lena?" She tried to make her voice sound as normal as possible as she approached her mother-in-law. "Do you mind if I take the car for a bit? I've been trying to get in touch with Parker to bring me something from the house and he's not answering either phone."
     
    "Sure, you can take my car. Is it something I can just lend you?"
     
    "No, it's... um... prenatal vitamins," she lied. "I didn't pack enough."
     
    "Go ahead, take the car. I'm sorry my son isn't picking up and you have to waste a whole trip out there."
     
    "No worries. I'll be quick." She took the keys and gave Lena a quick peck on the cheek before grabbing her purse and heading for the door.
     
    "Can I come with you?" Maddie stood in the doorway, her face hopeful.
     
    "You know, I... um..." Frantically she thought of an excuse. "I thought tomorrow we'd go out, just the two of us, and have some girl time." Maddie's face brightened. "I'm literally just running into the house and back out. We'll hang tomorrow, 'kay?"
     
    "Okay." Maddie seemed pleased, and before anything else could stand in her way, Charmaine raced out the door. I don't know what the hell is going on , she thought as she buckled herself in to the driver's seat of her mother-in-law's Honda, but I'm not going to just stand by and let something happen to my husband .
     
    ***
     
    The sky blazed with a beautiful sunset which ordinarily would have taken her breath away, but Charmaine could only think of getting to her husband as quickly as possible. She tried Parker again and again as she sped toward their secluded home, the persimmon-colored horizon fading ahead of her. The Honda had neither the Audi's speed nor handling and in frustration she realized it would take her longer than she thought to get to the house. Parker, pick up! she pleaded silently as she dialed again and again. Nothing.
     
    It was dark by the time she passed the big rock. She timed her homecoming by that rock, which she knew was exactly 2.3 miles from her driveway. The Honda strained as she urged it a bit faster, confident enough of

Similar Books

A Cast of Vultures

Judith Flanders

Can't Shake You

Molly McLain

Wings of Lomay

Devri Walls

Charmed by His Love

Janet Chapman

Angel Stations

Gary Gibson

Cheri Red (sWet)

Charisma Knight