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

eyes are feral yellow. When he bares his teeth, they’ve lengthened to sharpened canines, capable of snapping my neck in half. If Brick gives in to his animal half, his shift will happen in a matter of seconds. It takes an average wolf like me fifteen minutes to change, but for Brick, he’ll only need seconds.
    Heart thumping, I make my move. I lunge at Brick, intending to tackle him. Shake some sense into him, except once I leap, I realize my fatal error. The sheer difference between our body mass makes tackling Brick impossible. He’s pure, hard muscle and I’m all skin and bones. Brick catches me in a bruising grip.
    Any sane person on the planet would start getting scared, but not me. I’m both frightened and excited. Brick’s touch becomes possessive and less violent. The moment our bodies touch, my cock perks up in my jeans. It doesn’t help I know Brick can easily smell my arousal, and I can smell his.
    “Holy shit, that’s impressive, Bobby,” Rover says, but we both ignore him.
    Brick isn’t entirely back to normal. He bands one arm around my waist, pulling me closer, until I can feel his hard-on, begging to be released. Brick’s gaze sears through my skin, demanding my submission. He lets out a thin warning growl, and I automatically offer him my neck.
    Brick traces the side of my neck with his nose, scenting me, and imprinting me with his own unique smell. Then he lets out a breath, says nothing for a few seconds.
    “Thank you, Bobby,” Brick whispers. Then he releases me, although neither of us wants to be parted.
    “What happened? Brick, you owe me an explanation.” Brick doesn’t. He can do what he wants. Brick lets out an exasperated sigh.
    “I can’t. Not right now, Bobby. I need a cold shower. I’m this close to fucking you hard and rough.” Brick leaves for the bathroom, slamming it shut behind him.
    “Um. Okay,” I muttered. I turn to Rover, expecting him to tell me it’s none of my business. Instead, Rover starts up Brick’s coffee maker and starts making a pot.
    “Sit down.”
    I sat, watching Rover make scrambled eggs, toast, and a frighteningly huge pile of bacon.
    “You know where everything is,” I remark, not sure how I feel about that.
    “I’m Brick’s beta. Think of me as his occasional babysitter.” Rover prepares three plates and sets them down. I eagerly lunge for the cup of coffee, because I’m pretty sure this conversation was not going to be a walk in the park.
    Turns out I’m right.
    “Brick didn’t use to be like this. I mean, a few years ago, Brick wouldn’t sleep around,” Rover begins.
    I didn’t like where this was going. “Lorenzo is Brick’s old flame.”
    Rover chuckles. “You can put it that way. Brick fell for Lorenzo real hard. Back then, Brick wasn’t alpha of the Puppyville Pack. Many wolves didn’t like how the old alpha ran the pack. Lorenzo encouraged Brick to challenge Marco and take his place.”
    “Brick won,” I say. Rover nods. I wasn’t a werewolf in those days, but I remember the tension between the human townsfolk and the shifters. Back then, there wasn’t any mutual agreement in place.
    “He won, but he was still young. Brick didn’t know Lorenzo pushed him into the fight so Lorenzo can hold the position for another alpha. Brick fought the fucker too. Killed him, and he should’ve gutted Lorenzo too, except he exiled Lorenzo instead.”
    My stomach churns. I can imagine Brick all those years ago. A newly minted and young alpha taking the mantle of leadership, suddenly betrayed by the one person he loves—something like that can change a guy. Turn him into something leaner, harder and meaner.
    “Why is Lorenzo here?” I finally ask. “Wouldn’t being on Puppyville territory automatically mean a death warrant for an exile?”
    “He’s protected by Grizzly Falls’ wolf pack, and by going as their representative, he’s entitled to guest rights,” Rover explains. Then he looks dead serious. “Bobby Roy, I know