Free Mated to the Billionaire Werewolf: BBW Paranormal Bad Boy Billionaire Werewolf Romance (Kingwood Pack Book 3) by Mina Carter Page B

accept the challenge on behalf of my mate.”
    Isabella chuckled, shaking her head. “No can do, handsome. You’re not mated. She’s not wearing your mark.”
    “That can easily be remedied,” Alex snarled, dragging Eva out in front of him so quickly her head spun. Hand on her neck, he tilted her head to the side. His hot breath fanned over her throat. She had to bite her lip, and fight the wave of heat that wanted to roll through her body. Now was so not the time or place.
    “That’s not how it works, Alpha, and you know it.” Isabella wagged her finger and clucked her tongue chidingly.
    “You have to bite her during climax.” She looked Eva up and down. “And unless she’s kinkier than I thought, I doubt she’s anywhere near.”
    Anger surged, almost choking Eva where she stood. The need to launch herself across the gap between them and rip that damn finger off almost got the better of her. Perhaps the sight of the bloody stump would wipe that smug smile right off the bitch’s face.
    Alex bared his teeth and moved Eva to the side to take a step forward. The movement was packed with violent intent; leashed, but only just. His shoulders widened as she watched, his height increasing until he loomed over the lycan woman.
    For a split second, Eva caught the slight widening of Isabella’s eyes and the fear in the back before she locked her expression down. Her face was bland, almost seeming bored when she looked up at the part-shifted alpha.
    “You dare to correct me? I am alpha of this pack!” Alex all but roared, the bellow making Eva wince.
    “You are alpha, I agree.”
    Somehow Isabella kept her composure. Whatever else she was, Eva had to admit she had balls of steel.
    “And as such, you are as bound by the laws of the pack as the rest of us. I challenge Eva, a pack female, for the right to share your bed and to be your female. As. Is. My. Right.”
    “She is correct, Alpha.” Frank stepped forward from the shadows. The fact that he was completely naked didn’t make Eva bat an eyelid. She had bigger concerns at the moment than Frank’s lack of clothing. “She has the right. If Eva does not meet the challenge…”
    “Then what?”
    There was so much of this she didn’t understand. Someone needed to get her a copy of Pack Rules 101 . Stat.
    “Then you will be exiled… Packless.”
    The veiled resignation in Frank’s voice and the way he refused to look at her said they’d all made up their minds about how this would go. They expected her to refuse Isabella’s challenge and walk away.
    Fuck. That.
    This bitch needed to be taught a lesson.
    “If I fight?”
    Frank looked up, surprise and perhaps the beginnings of new found respect in his eyes. “If you win, Isabella becomes subordinate to you in the pack. As alpha female, you reserve the right to exile her or arrange transfer to another pack.”
    Behind her, Isabella snorted. “Yeah, as if she’s gonna win.”
    Frank shot her an annoyed look. “ If you’ll let me finish.”
    He returned his attention to Eva. “If you lose, exile is most probable. I can’t see Isabella letting you remain in the pack.”
    “Too fucking right,” Isabella butted in again. “I don’t want her anywhere near my man.”
    Alex snarled, the low sound a warning. “In your dreams, lady. That’s never going to happen. In fact, this fucking travesty of a challenge isn’t going to happen. As alpha, I’m exiling you right no—”
    “Challenge accepted.”
    Alex’s head whipped around at her soft words, total and utter surprise written across his features. “No, Eva. She’ll kill you.”
    His words echoed the voice in her head.
    Are you fucking stupid, suicidal, or out of your freaking mind? She’ll kill you in a heartbeat.
    But another voice, one softer and closer to her soul whispered. We got this. Let’s teach her a lesson.
    “You heard her. She accepted. We fight,” Isabella crowed, her voice full of triumph.
    Alex stepped in front of her. “Eva you