Bewitching Her Alpha (Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Romance) Read Online Free Page A

duty of my coven to protect innocent people from werewolves. Oh crap.
     
    I sat there with my mouth gaping open. He put his head and tail down and took a measured step toward me. I didn’t flinch so I guess he thought it was safe to come closer until he was sitting before me with his head tilted to the side looking harmless.
     
    I looked at him for a long time before the strangest thing happened. 
     
    I laughed.
     
    I laughed so hard and loud that he finally had to change back and slip his jeans on again. I couldn’t stop. It wasn’t funny really, it was ridiculous. The incongruity of it all was one thing, but the irony. Oh my, the irony. That was the most ridiculous thing of all.
     
    He sat again at the table looking at me with a mixture of concern and confusion. I think he expected anger or disbelief, but not laughter.
     
    “Brandon,” I gasped between breaths trying to regain control of myself, “you have no idea what we are in for.”
     
    “Why aren’t you surprised? Did your dad tell you about this?”
     
    That sobered me as nothing else could. “My dad?” Now I was the one who was confused. “What does my dad have to do with this?”
     
    “Your dad was one of us,” he answered, “he was a werewolf too.”
     
    “I’m half werewolf? How can I be half werewolf? I’ve never even felt remotely...wolfish.”
     
    He half-smiled at that and told me, “Sometimes it doesn’t manifest. I have a sister that has no werewolf traits.” He looked thoughtful for a moment before saying, “I imagine you wouldn’t be living with your grandmother if you had any of the signs.”
     
    “Huh. Probably not.” That thought made me a little sad, because I know Amma loved me. “Here I thought I was going to be the one with the big revelation.”
     
    He looked up at me again and said, “Nicole, I’ve known you were a witch almost from the beginning, I knew where you live.”
     
    “That makes sense, but do you know what I’m to become?
     
    “What, I mean you’re already a witch. What’s left?” He seemed sincere so I continued.
     
    “I’m training to be the next High Priestess. In less than two weeks, I’m the next in line to lead the coven.” I searched his eyes for understanding, but only saw shock and denial there.
     
    “You can’t do that.” He said evenly.
     
    “I have a duty to the coven.” A thought struck me then, and I knew I had to ask him a question and even though I thought I knew the answer, I had to hear it from him. “Wait, how did you know about my dad? I mean, I didn’t even know. That does not seem like public information.”
     
    He hesitated, as if he was trying to choose the answer that would upset me the least. Finally he said, “I asked my mom. She’s the pack’s Record Keeper. She would know about anyone who’s been expelled from the pack.”
     
    “Expelled from the pack?” I repeated. “My dad?”
     
    Brandon nodded, and waited patiently for me to catch up.
     
    “The Record Keeper is mated to the Alpha.” I said in a flat, disbelieving monotone. “You’re the Alpha’s son.” I looked up at him, my eyes pleading with him to deny it.
     
    He squeezed my hands. “Yes.”
     
    “You’re the Alpha’s son,” I repeated slowly, “and you want me to deny my birthright? Are you planning on leaving the pack? You’re the firstborn? You’re the next Alpha?” With each question, my voice kept got louder.
     
    “Yes.” He stood up his eyes not leaving mine. Not willing to be cowed by anyone, I stood too and we faced each other nearly eye to eye. “I can’t leave the pack.” he said with finality.
     
    “I can’t leave the Coven.” I retorted.
     
    I kept my face calm, and I’m sure my eyes glinted with the anger I felt, but inside, my heart was shattering into a million pieces. I knew at that moment, that if we couldn’t have each other I would spend the rest of my days alone. He was my soulmate, and since I couldn’t have him, I would have