Free Corrupt Cravings by Jennifer Salaiz Page A

function proved to be a chore. While her mind raced with surrounding towns, she said the first one she could think of. “Cuero.”
    Beautiful eyes narrowed at her. “That’s a lie.”
    Oh, shit. “No, it’s not.”
    His large hands gripped tightly to her arms. He picked her off the floor until his face buried in her stomach. Marcella froze as teeth tore into the bottom of her shirt, ripping it completely off.
    “What in the hell are you doing! Put me down right this minute.”
    The smoothness of his skin rubbed against her stomach as he caressed his cheeks against her. Heat sparked and enflamed her body, turning her pussy instantly wet. A moan came from her mouth at his contact. Before she could get the images of his cock pounding inside of her out of her head, she hit the floor hard. He looked at her alarmed and stepped back.
    “I can’t pick up anything. Somehow she’s closed off. But I don’t think she’s from Cuero. I could smell her lie the moment it left her mouth, but now everything is blocked.”
    The Alpha shook his head and looked at her curiously. “Please excuse Arizona. He doesn’t do too well around the ladies. You see, I can smell you from here, and I know what you want.” He smiled mischievously, and she instantly got to her feet. “But we’ll get to that afterward. First, tell me where you’re really from.”
    “If you must know, I’m from Ingleside. I haven’t lived in Cuero two weeks, and look at what happens.”
    Marcella lifted her pants leg and pointed to the multiple lacerations that were in their healing process. Then she lifted her hair and spun three hundred and sixty degrees. Wearing only a bra and jeans after what the alpha had just assumed probably wasn’t very smart. She was showing way too much flesh. Damn it, she couldn’t believe Donavon was acting this way, dropping her and ripping off her shirt. It was time she taught him some manners.
    Watching her knight closely, she noticed something pass through those sapphire and golden eyes as he took in her wounds. Protectiveness? She wasn’t sure, but the time for playing the innocent girl was over. This pack was rough, and if she wanted to be a part of their game, then she would have to be, too.
    “Now, I don’t know what in the fuck is going on with me, but I’ve seen enough movies not to be completely stupid on the details. I was attacked. Now something is happening to the inside of my body. It doesn’t take a genius to put two and two together. Tell me what to do. I’m going through too much pain to ask nicely.”
    “How do you know you don’t have rabies or something? What made you come looking for us?”
    The alpha’s silver gaze never wavered as he took her in. “It wasn’t a fucking dog that bit me.” Marcella took a deep breath. “Look, I’m not sure what brought me here. Maybe I’m insane, but I hear voices in my head. They directed me here.” That’s it, Marcella, blame your insanity. Marcianna made me do it. Yeah, she’d laugh over that one later.
    “The voices are your wolf. You’re lucky to have them. Not many of us do. Only the finest have the ability to communicate with the beast within. Arizona is one of them.”
    Lifting her gaze, she saw Donavon quickly look away. Why did they call him Arizona?
    “May I stay here? I have nowhere to go. You see, I have a temper, and with all of these things going on with me, I kind of exploded at my aunt. She kicked me out.”
    The silver eyes widened as the alpha took in her question. “You want to stay here with all of us? Do you have a death wish, or do you just like men?”
    “No, I. I want him to take care of me.” Marcella pointed to Donavon, who distanced himself even further. “You said he’s not so good with woman. I should be able to trust him if that’s the truth.”
    “How do you know I didn’t mean that he beats women? Maybe he doesn’t like them.”
    “Then we’ll get along great. I don’t like women, either.”
    Damn, Marcella was