Destined to the Alpha Read online Olivia T. Turner (Alphas In Heat #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Alphas in Heat Series by Olivia T. Turner
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Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
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“You got it,” she says as she takes the menu and turns to leave.

“Wait, Debbie,” I say, stopping her. “Those two guys from out of town yesterday… The ones who were here when Blake and Ethan stopped by.”

“Yeah, what about them?”

“Have they been back?”

She shrugs. “I haven’t seen them.”

“Do you know where they’re staying?” I checked the two inns in town and didn’t see them there either.

“I don’t know,” she answers. “The new girl served them.”

“New girl?” I say as I look around.

“Yeah. Kimberly.”

The door to the kitchen opens and she walks out holding four plates. My heart stops in my chest as I watch her walking over with those big hips swaying with every delicious step.

I didn’t know girls like her existed. She’s an angel, she’s a goddess, she’s perfection in one beautiful curvy bundle and I can’t take my eyes off her.

Her sandy-brown hair is pulled tight into a ponytail and then explodes out in waves that bounce with every step. An image of me grabbing it as I guide those luscious full lips up and down my shaft flashes into my head and my cock hardens to the point of pain.

She looks so innocent, so pure… God, my hands are shaking as I watch her.

I don’t know what color her eyes are, but they look like dark caramel and they have my heart pounding.

This delectable girl is having a strong effect on my inner grizzly bear as well. I can feel him huffing out heavy snorts and breaths as he stomps around like his world is on fire. I can sense the carnal desires emanating from him and they make me shiver. Claim her now! She’s ours! Mark her! Make her ours!

My whole body is pulled rigidly tight. I feel like something in me is going to snap if I don’t have her immediately.

She’s my mate, there’s no fucking doubt about that. This beautiful curvy girl belongs in my arms with my cock buried deep in her hot pussy. That’s where I want her. And that’s where she’s going to be once I snap out of this daze she’s got me in.

I come back to earth when Debbie waves her hand in front of my face. “Hello? Hello?” she’s saying. “Are you okay? You look different.”

Everything about this world feels different. Like I’m looking at everything through a new lens. Everything has been turned up, crystallized, put into sharper focus. In a moment, everything has changed. I have a new purpose, a new calling, and it all centers around her.

I can’t answer Debbie. I’m not thinking rationally. I’m not in control of my body. I can’t even say a word as I stare at my mate with my chest aching.

She arrives at the table of four wolf shifters and my body tenses up. I’ve always been such an easygoing friendly guy, but you’d never know that with the way my jaw is clenching and my fierce livid eyes are narrowing on the guys who are looking at what’s mine. I want them all dead for looking at her.

“Who ordered the waffles?” she asks in a voice so sweet that it brings tears to my eyes. One of the guys, Emmett, raises his hand and she leans over to put the plate down in front of him. My raging hard cock lurches in my pants when I see the curve of her ass.

“There you go,” she says as she puts down the waffles. “Zero of the four food groups present on your plate. Wait… is canned whipped cream considered dairy? Mmmm debatable… I’ll let it slide.”

I barely notice that Debbie leaves to put in my order. I don’t even want to eat anymore. My stomach is twisting in knots and the thought of putting food in my mouth and chewing feels like an alien concept to me now.

Possessive feelings start taking over as I watch her put the rest of the plates on the table. I want to take her caveman style over my shoulder and bring her back to my place where only I can admire those tempting curves. They were made for me and I’m a selfish fucker who doesn’t want anyone else to see them.

“I’ll get you guys some more coffee,” she says before she leaves the table.

All four of their heads turn and they stare at her round ass as she walks away. I’m talking heads out of the booth, shamelessly staring.

Rage fills me. I’m staring at her ass too, but there’s a difference. That ass is mine.

My furious bear snarls as he stalks close to the surface, ready to take those eyes for daring to look at what’s ours.

I stand up—my body moving on its own. I don’t have control over it. The rage does.

An edgy, twitchy feeling shudders through me with every step I take toward their table.


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