Reunion with Her Alpha (Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Romance) Read Online Free PDF

the object of her stress, she couldn’t exactly go there.
     
    Grabbing her phone she sent a text. A few minutes Marty was coming out the lobby door and walking to her car.
     
    Getting out, she looked at him and gave a small smile. “Hey.”
     
    “Hey.”
     
    “Can we go inside? I’ve had one hell of a night.”
     
    “Of course.” Putting his hand on the small of her back, he guided her inside. A tingle of electricity ran through Mila and she was sure that Marty felt it too
     
    As they made it to his room, Mila went and sat down on the couch. “Do you have anything to drink?”
     
    “Yeah. Are you ok?”
     
    “I’m just peachy. My best friend and my now ex-fiancé are fucking each other. I’m perfectly fine.” She didn't mean to come off so bitter.
     
    “I’m sorry Mila. Hey, let me get that drink for you.”
     
    “Thanks.” She took the glass and gulped it down almost immediately. Looking at Marty, she
    held it out and he refilled it.
     
    “You know what? I’m won’t give them the satisfaction of thinking about them.” Turning her head to Marty, she asked, “Sorry I haven’t called or come by before now.”
     
    “It's fine.” He sat down across from her. “I’m glad you came though. But the reason I wanted to talk to you. Well, I think this might be a bad time with... well, you know.”
     
    “No I don’t.” Mila put her glass down. The alcohol was already rushing to her head. “I'm not thinking of them remember? What's on your mind Marty?”
     
    “Are you sure, Mila?” He asked, his eyes flashed.
     
    She remembered how cute his eyes looked three years ago. His time away in the wilderness of Canada had given them a new sheen. They weren't the cute eyes of a teenage boy anymore. They were the fierce eyes of a man.
     
    And lord knows she could use a man, a real man, right about now.
     
    “Marty, after what you showed me, which I’m still not sure what to think of, there’s nothing you can tell me that would be as shocking as that.”
     
    “True enough.” He chuckled. “Well if I’m right, and I’m pretty sure I am, you smell something when you're around me. Right? Something different but somehow familiar?”
     
    Mila thought about that for a second. She sniffed the air and noticed the coffee and sandalwood smell she smelled only when he was around. And there it was again. That other scent buried deep in the folds of the coffee and sandalwood. The scent that she couldn't place her finger on. She had smelled it for hours after he left, or maybe she just had imagined that.
     
    “That's not your cologne?”
     
    “No, it's something... something different. Deeper.”
     
    “What are you saying?”
     
    “When I was in Canada, I was going through the things I had saved that used to belong to you. The things I kept to keep you close. There was a shawl that you had left at my house once, and I just happened to smell it. My wolf sat up at attention immediately. He took control for a while; he smelled and sniffed everything in my possession that belonged to you or has ever been touched by you. He had only one word for it.”
     
    Mila leaned in, goaded by curiosity. “What?”
     
    Marty stared at her and for a moment. Mila wasn't sure whether she stared into Marty's eyes or his wolf's. Finally, a single word escaped his lips.
     
    “Mine.”
     
    “Over and over. I went to my father and told him what had happened. He told me chances are that you are my mate.
     
    “And when I saw you at your party, that smell set my senses on fire. I wanted to go to you right then and claim you but,” his voice dropped to a snarl. “Charles. Charles was there and you needed to know about me first.”
     
    Mila sat there and stared at Marty. After a while of utter disbelief she started. “I don’t know what to say Marty. This is a lot. If you're saying what I think you are, this is big. I don’t know if I can do something like that... I mean...” And why not? She thought as her