Free The Alpha's Hunger by Renee Rose Page A

I’d have the whole pack coming after me, and consequently you. So it’s a big deal.”
    I might have killed him. That piece of information made her slightly lightheaded. He did have a thing for her. She knew it.
    “Okay.”
    “Yes, sir,” he corrected.
    “Yes, sir,” she said, only slightly sarcastically.
    “Thank you,” he said.
    She considered how much their relationship had changed in less than twenty-four hours. If it didn’t go forward, could they go back? Working at Stone Tech seemed like a completely different world now.
    “Ben?” She didn’t know when she’d started calling him that. But considering she’d seen him naked and in wolf form, and he’d spanked her with her panties down, Mr. Stone didn’t seem right anymore. “Do you mind when I call you that?”
    She glanced at his chiseled face, the stubble growing on his jaw making him even sexier than when he was clean-shaven.
    “No.”
    Would the man ever give more than the monosyllabic answer? His little speech about being respectful to wolves might be the longest he’d uttered.
    “Do you think we’ll ever return to work?”
    “Yes.”
    “I mean… will I still be your assistant?” She held her breath. She wouldn’t blame the man for firing her. After all, she had stolen from him and planted a bomb that could have killed him.
    “Yeah,” he said, but his throat sounded tight, as if he might be lying. Did he plan to fire her? Or worse… kill her? He had told the pack members that he would ‘take care of’ the fact that she knew about them. Was he just keeping her alive to arrange the meetup with the men who wanted him dead? Did he plan to kill her when it was all over? From what she could tell, he was a dangerous man.
    “Will you still spank me if I get out of line?” she asked, trying to lighten her own tension, if not his.
    It worked. Ben’s shadow-smile appeared, that little hint of amusement that crinkled his eyes and touched the corners of his lips. “You like talking about getting spanked,” he said.
    Her pussy clenched involuntarily at his words. She held her breath, trying to ward off the blush she felt creeping up her neck. She plowed forward, though. “Who else have you spanked? Have you spanked Karen?”
    “No,” he said, sounding surprised. “Don’t be ridiculous.”
    “Then who? Your girlfriends? Lovers? Were they wolves?”
    “You were my first,” he said.
    Why did that answer please her so much?
    “You were my first, too,” she said, knowing she sounded like a little fool.
    He actually smiled, which made her heart do strange things in her chest.
    “So spanking is a wolf thing?”
    He shrugged in the dark car. “It’s a common practice. It’s an easy show of dominance without causing any harm.”
    “So basically wolves are sexist pigs who think they’re better than women and deserve to spank them?” She held her breath, expecting his irritation, but he smiled.
    “No. I think some relationships fall more equally. But I’m a natural alpha. I don’t think I’m better than women. I just need to be on top.”
    She considered that, remembering the words that had been tossed around at the warehouse. “I thought they said you weren’t alpha.”
    It took him so long to answer she’d given up hope of a response, but at last he said, “I refused to lead my brother’s pack. I just didn’t have it in me.”
    She reached over and touched his thigh. “Well, of course it was too much. You already had to take over at Stone and you were probably still grieving his death to boot.”
    Ben’s eyes shot over to her, a muscle jumping in his cheek. He looked slightly alarmed, as if shocked she understood him. At least she hoped she’d understood him. But he picked up her hand and moved it from his leg, which made her want to crawl under her seat for the rest of the drive.
    Why couldn’t she touch his leg when he’d just mashed her against the car and kissed the living daylights out of her? She slumped back in