The Alpha's to Share: A BBW Paranormal Shifter Romance Read Online Free PDF Page B
Author: Alanis Knight
everything he’d secretly hoped for, even if he hadn’t realized it himself.
And now he may have lost her before he even truly had her. He’d have to do something to make it up to her, but what?
How he wished he’d paid more attention to the tales told around the fire of human females. All he’d really remembered was that one must be patient at first, because they needed time to get to know a male before coupling, and that some of them could be arrogant, rude, demanding and selfish.
Callie seemed to be none of those things. He had a keen sense of emotion, and he rarely felt any negativity from her. He detected fear, apprehension, perhaps a bit of self-loathing at times… but no hatred, no cruelty, and not a single selfish thought.
He’d found a rarity, a gem hidden amongst a sea of rough stones, and he might have destroyed his chances with her for good.
Sure, he could claim her and take her back to his den against her will. He’d heard tell of this happening in some packs. But he just couldn’t bring himself to be like that. He may have an animal inside him, but he was no animal. He had more respect for life than that. He would never take a female against her will, even if his inner wolf threatened to tear him apart from the inside out. And that certainly had been nearly the case on the path.
Callie was a jumble of emotions that he found difficult to separate, making it harder to read her. There was some sort of inner turmoil raging within her, and he could only imagine it was anger at him for letting her get hurt. He struggled to sense the underlying emotion, but there were just too many tumbling around within her at once.
Seth sighed and plopped heavily into Madge’s rocking chair, leaning forward and propping his elbows on his knees and running his fingers harshly through his hair. What had he done?
Chapter Six
Callie was mortified at the state of herself. She’d face planted right in front of the hottest guy she’d ever seen, and now she was caked with drying mud from her hair to her toes. How could she even face him?
It was bad enough that she’d been unable to prepare to meet him. Her hair had been untamed, her face bare… she hadn’t even had time to rinse the sweat from her body. But now she had no hope that his man could ever be attracted to her, as if she’d ever really believed it before. She was just frumpy old Callie, the chubby girl that got made fun of in school and whose red hair and freckles were a constant annoyance to her.
No, she’d lost any chance at all when she displayed her awkward clumsiness right before his very eyes and dumped herself into a puddle of goopy mud. She cursed herself inwardly.
As she stared at the blanket, Madge filled the large wooden washtub with the water she’d heated in the cauldron. She had to use a smaller bucket to fill the tub, as she was too frail to lift the cauldron. When it was filled, she tested it with her wrist.
“Alright, dear, come, come!” Madge said, waving Callie over to the tub in front of the fire.
Callie walked over to the tub and froze. She glanced at Seth, who stared silently back at her. She tilted her head at him and raised her eyebrows.
“What?” he asked.
“Would you mind?” Callie asked.
“Mind what?” he wondered.
“I believe she wants privacy for her bath,” Madge said gently.
“Humans,” he grunted, shrugging and shaking his head as he stood to leave.
He reluctantly left the cabin, and Callie let the blanket drop to the floor. Madge held her arm firmly as she gingerly stepped into the steaming tub. Putting weight on her ankle was nearly unbearable, but she managed to make it into the tub, and the heat of the water was soon soothing away some of the pain.
Madge took some of the water into the bucket and poured it over Callie’s head. Madge began to scrub her hair, rinsing away as much of the mud as
And now he may have lost her before he even truly had her. He’d have to do something to make it up to her, but what?
How he wished he’d paid more attention to the tales told around the fire of human females. All he’d really remembered was that one must be patient at first, because they needed time to get to know a male before coupling, and that some of them could be arrogant, rude, demanding and selfish.
Callie seemed to be none of those things. He had a keen sense of emotion, and he rarely felt any negativity from her. He detected fear, apprehension, perhaps a bit of self-loathing at times… but no hatred, no cruelty, and not a single selfish thought.
He’d found a rarity, a gem hidden amongst a sea of rough stones, and he might have destroyed his chances with her for good.
Sure, he could claim her and take her back to his den against her will. He’d heard tell of this happening in some packs. But he just couldn’t bring himself to be like that. He may have an animal inside him, but he was no animal. He had more respect for life than that. He would never take a female against her will, even if his inner wolf threatened to tear him apart from the inside out. And that certainly had been nearly the case on the path.
Callie was a jumble of emotions that he found difficult to separate, making it harder to read her. There was some sort of inner turmoil raging within her, and he could only imagine it was anger at him for letting her get hurt. He struggled to sense the underlying emotion, but there were just too many tumbling around within her at once.
Seth sighed and plopped heavily into Madge’s rocking chair, leaning forward and propping his elbows on his knees and running his fingers harshly through his hair. What had he done?
Chapter Six
Callie was mortified at the state of herself. She’d face planted right in front of the hottest guy she’d ever seen, and now she was caked with drying mud from her hair to her toes. How could she even face him?
It was bad enough that she’d been unable to prepare to meet him. Her hair had been untamed, her face bare… she hadn’t even had time to rinse the sweat from her body. But now she had no hope that his man could ever be attracted to her, as if she’d ever really believed it before. She was just frumpy old Callie, the chubby girl that got made fun of in school and whose red hair and freckles were a constant annoyance to her.
No, she’d lost any chance at all when she displayed her awkward clumsiness right before his very eyes and dumped herself into a puddle of goopy mud. She cursed herself inwardly.
As she stared at the blanket, Madge filled the large wooden washtub with the water she’d heated in the cauldron. She had to use a smaller bucket to fill the tub, as she was too frail to lift the cauldron. When it was filled, she tested it with her wrist.
“Alright, dear, come, come!” Madge said, waving Callie over to the tub in front of the fire.
Callie walked over to the tub and froze. She glanced at Seth, who stared silently back at her. She tilted her head at him and raised her eyebrows.
“What?” he asked.
“Would you mind?” Callie asked.
“Mind what?” he wondered.
“I believe she wants privacy for her bath,” Madge said gently.
“Humans,” he grunted, shrugging and shaking his head as he stood to leave.
He reluctantly left the cabin, and Callie let the blanket drop to the floor. Madge held her arm firmly as she gingerly stepped into the steaming tub. Putting weight on her ankle was nearly unbearable, but she managed to make it into the tub, and the heat of the water was soon soothing away some of the pain.
Madge took some of the water into the bucket and poured it over Callie’s head. Madge began to scrub her hair, rinsing away as much of the mud as
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