Convincing Emily [Wolff Pack 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Online Free Page B

Once he got a sniff of the beautiful blonde, everything changed.
    The moment she ran off, his heart had ached, and although they tried to chase after her, the Alpha and her clan stopped them. Luckily there wasn’t a fight. The Alpha had seen reason and invited them to his home. Cole was comfortable everywhere he went, so while his brother talked to the clan, Charlie eagerly waited for Emily, watching out the window. When a truck pulled up, he saw her as she stared out the window.
    Then, the man who brought her grabbed her and attacked, causing her to shriek in pain. That move marked him for death. Charlie snatched the man’s shirt and, threw him to the ground, wanting to protect Emily from any more suffering. He was prepared to beat the hell out of the male for touching what didn’t belong to him. He reached back, prepared to drive his fist into the man’s face when the woman’s words registered.
    “No, don’t! Please, he’s my brother.” His mate’s voice washed over him, soothing his anger.
    His head snapped up in her direction, and he took a few calming breaths, clearing his vision and pushing the wolf back, leashing him. The man took advantage and jackknifed his body, throwing Charlie off. He sprang to his feet as adrenaline pumped through his system once more, preparing for a fight.
    “A little help here?” she asked, struggling, and Charlie stepped forward, cutting the other man off.
    “Mate…” he growled. His voice sounded more wolf than man, but that couldn’t be helped. She was here, finally close enough to touch.
    Panting, Charlie stared at his beautiful mate as he made his way toward her. He reached out slowly, so as not to spook her, and ran his fingers down her cheek. Her skin was soft, so soft that he couldn’t help himself but touch again. She looked scared and he hoped that he wasn’t the one to put that fear in her eyes. She was his mate, and his duty, responsibility, and privilege was to take care of her. Mine…all mine.
    “Are you hurt?” He stared down at her. She cradled her wrist and he hoped that her brother hadn’t been the one to do that. He’d hate to kill the bastard.
    “I…uh…hurt my wrist, but it’s healing. My foot was stuck under the seat.” She looked embarrassed, her cheeks tinged with a little pink.
    Charlie held back his grin. She really was the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen. Moving with slow, measured movements, he reached down and helped her to her feet. She stood there frozen, watching him closely. She was in a vulnerable position, wrist wounded, and exposed to the predator within him. He wanted to help her, but he decided the best course of action was to step back and give her space.
    After a couple minutes, she moved her wrist. No pain registered on her face, so he assumed that with her shifter genes, she was already healing. Charlie took a minute and looked back and forth between Emily and her brother. Both were blonde with ice-blue eyes, and their facial features were almost identical now that he was looking. Emily was softer, her lips pouty, and her nose slightly smaller.
    He craved her, his body on full alert wanting to claim and mark her this very moment. He had only been in her presence for a short amount of time, but now he studied her. Emily stood tall at around five foot ten, her body athletic and lean, but he was still bigger, by at least five inches. He wanted to pull her into his arms and wrap his body around hers. He knew they would fit together like two puzzle pieces, a perfect match.
    “Are you three coming in?” That question pulled Charlie out of his imagination.
    He was already picturing Emily under him, begging for his bite. He forced himself back into reality. Emily’s Alpha stood on the patio next to Charlie’s brother, waiting for them. Cole had a knowing grin on his face and Charlie took a deep breath to prevent himself from rolling his eyes. Tonight, they would get to know Emily better and hopefully, they’d be taking