Craving the Alpha: Part Five: BBW Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Romance (Lycan Lovers Book 5) Read Online Free PDF Page B

was Dorian’s captive, there may be a lot of other things she didn’t know.
    “It’s true.” As I looked at Talika, I could see something click in her eyes. Perhaps for all these years, she’d had hints about her brothers’ behavior, and later Dorian’s, but she’d been protected and hidden from the truth by everyone. Now, she suddenly realized what was actually going on–and what her brothers were really like.
    That glimmer in her eyes gave me hope, and in a tumble of words, I told her about Markus and our escape, Dorian coming after me, and how we had run to Susan’s…
    At first, it looked like she was sympathetic to me. But then I had to tell her the horrifying news.
    “Susan has a little boy, Zach. He is Troy’s son.”
    “I … I am an aunt?”
    I nodded. “Yes, Talika. But … Troy raped Susan.”
    Talika stared at me in shock, and then her face grew hard. “I don’t believe you,” she said as the truck came to a complete halt. “How dare you tell such lies about my family. Get out of the truck!” she hissed.
    I hesitated, but she turned away from me coldly and waved her hand at Chad. “Take her!” she cried.
    Chad, who had been running in his wolf alongside the truck, couldn’t wait to get me under his thumb again. He jumped into the flat bed, landing on his paws with a loud thud, and pulled me towards him. His sharp incisors tugged at my tank top. He dragged me off the back of the truck and I spluttered, coughing up dust as he yanked me into the dirt road. His bulky body pressing against mine, he held me down as he transitioned into his man, all the while keeping a firm grip on me.
    When he had finished shifting into his man, he wrapped a steel collar around my neck that was attached to a leather rope. With the rope in hand, he tugged at me to follow him, and marched me towards the river bed. If I shifted my head, searing pain struck my neck.
    It was a warm day. I was sweating under the steel collar and with the dreadful anticipation of what would happen next. Thinking of Talika saddened me. I had felt a kinship with her, and that she was so blind to her brother’s behavior was shocking. Chad led me to the stream and I carefully took long slurps of the water.  I hadn’t eaten in a while, so I tried to dig up a few berries for nourishment in the grassy earth, all the while mindful of the collar circling my throat.
    Quinn and some of the others were at the river also. Most were in their wolf form; slurping up the river water. When all the wolves had satisfied their thirst, Quinn motioned for us to follow him into the woods. Chad tugged at my collar and I followed him. We had only walked a short distance when we came across a number of small cabins. So, this was another one of the Vlodik’s campsites. I knew in my heart that Quinn would never let me see this if there was any chance at all they would ever let me go … but of course, I’d known, deep down, the chance of that was almost none anyway. Somehow in my heart I had held out a little hope, but ... now I knew for sure that I had to find a way out of this mess myself. Chad wrapped my leash around a thick tree trunk, and I rubbed my stars and moon necklace, thinking of what I should do. As I calmed down, I thought of my mother, and recalled one of the stories she used to tell me when I was a little girl, before she passed away.
    The tale was about an elephant that was chained to a tree. As a baby, it had been tied with a chain, and when it tried to get away, the chain cut into the elephant’s skin, hurting it. So, it stopped trying to escape. As a big, adult elephant it could easily break the chain and get away, but it didn’t believe it could. So, a flimsy chain held the massive beast back. As she ended the story, she would say that you must always believe it is possible to accomplish what you want, or you will never achieve your dreams.
    If my mother was here, I knew that she would tell me I had to try to get away. I knew she was