Alpha's Virgin Pup (Puppyville Pack, #2) Read Online Free PDF Page A

probably have, in the world.”
    “Like—” Brick begins to explain, except he’s cut off by the sound of the doorbell. Groaning, Brick yells, “unless someone’s dying, fuck off. I’m busy.”
    All you lonely single wolves out there take note: if your alpha tells others he’s busy so he can spend more time to cuddle you, he’s a definite keeper.
    “Brick, its Rover. Hate to interrupt, but someone from the Grizzly Falls wolf pack is here.”
    Brick groans. He looks like he’s about to tell Rover off again, but it sounds like official pack business. Grizzly Falls is another small town west of us, also run by shifters, except bears are the dominant animal group. Even a low-ranking wolf like me knows shifter politics 101. The Grizzly Falls wolf pack falls under Puppyville’s allies list.
    “Sounds serious,” I tell Brick. “Why don’t you do some alpha duties first?”
    Brick glowers at me. “You ordering me around already, little wolf?”
    I quickly shake my head. “No, Sir. I’d never presume to.”
    Brick playfully nips at my ear. “Don’t be fucking smart.”
    We both quickly dress. By the time Brick opens the door and lets our pack beta in, I’m hauling up my jeans. Brick’s apartment is studio sized, so privacy isn’t an option. No reason to hide either, because everyone in the pack saw Brick leave with me yesterday at the auction. Besides, most werewolves usually have no issue with nudity. Note the word ‘most’, because I don’t really fall into that category. It’s no secret I’m awkward and an introvert growing up, but I auctioned off my virginity anyway.
    Do I feel like a new man? Not really, but I’m taking the first step to being more confident. I’m aware if I want my relationship with Brick to go anywhere, I need to step up. If I plan to be Brick’s mate, the alpha’s mate, there will be expectations.
    Because of my average looks, I’m at a disadvantage. I have the omega card to play, and I can still give Brick pups, but I don’t bring much to the table. Some alphas enter a marriage of convenience, old-fashioned and traditional as it sounds, with other packs to seal an alliance. Others find partners who are powerful or strategic to add value to the pack. Mates are assets, and I haven’t proven mine yet.
    “The representative the Grizzly Falls pack sent isn’t saying much. We need to hold an emergency pack meeting and sort this mess out as quickly as possible.” Rover spares me an interested look. He’s as massively well-built as Brick, although he acts more like the pack’s official PR. Any fights or messes, it’s Rover’s job to settle. Rover makes it a point to know each member of the Puppyville pack, which makes him hard to dislike. “How’s it going, Bobby?”
    “Good. I guess. Do you want me out of the way?”
    “Fuck no. It’s better if Brick brings you,” Rover says.
    At his enigmatic remark, Brick gives his beta a pointed look. “What aren’t you telling me?”
    “They sent Lorenzo Esteban.”
    “The underwear model of Thongs, Thongs, Thongs?” I ask blankly. “He’s a werewolf?”
    The atmosphere goes from chill to positively oven hot. I don’t know why the name is a trigger, but Brick lets out a rumbling growl that makes all the hairs on my neck and arms stand.
    It gets worse. Brick starts going berserk, and begins breaking furniture. I stand there, stunned and unsure of what to do.  It’s the first time I’ve ever seen Brick act like this. An alpha is the anchor of his pack. He grounds us, and Brick’s the last wolf on earth I expected to lose control.
    “Brick. Chill. What’s wrong?” I begin to approach him, but Rover quickly intervenes, grabbing my shoulder.
    “Don’t. You might get hurt,” Rover warns. I push his hand away, annoyed. Unbelievable. How can Rover call himself Brick’s beta, if he won’t help Brick when he’s like this?
    “Brick, come on. Man up,” I yell. Brick pauses from—I gulp, ripping a chair into pieces.
    His