Free Curves for the Alpha Wolf by Caroline Knox Page A

thin and pretty woman was. She looked stunned and
delighted by Justin’s attention.
    It shouldn’t
have made me so jealous.
    I watched Justin’s
alpha magic work on her and ate my doggie heart out.
    The woman leapt
to do his bidding, her gaze going dreamy. She contrived to brush her hips
against Justin’s leg as she bent over to unlock my cage.
    A fury of
possessiveness filled me as my rival opened the cage door. The feral emotion
fired through me. I snarled at her. My hackles pointed toward the roof like
porcupine quills.
    When I tried to
bite her she fell back. She glanced at Justin in consternation. “Are you sure
she’s safe? I can go get a muzzle.”
    The scent of
the woman’s fear drove me into a frenzy of barking.
    “That won’t be
necessary.” Justin pushed past her to open the unlocked cage, entered it, and
patted me on the head before clipping the leash to the cheap collar I’d been
fitted with upon arrival. He smelled confident and good. At his dominant touch,
his power surged over me. I relaxed as alpha messages of peace and submission
trailed through me.
    My human
memories continued to fade away.
    Justin swore
softly, then walked me too quickly to his large pickup truck, dragging me when
I wanted to investigate the fascinating scents near the parking lot. He opened
the door, tossed me into the back seat of the extended cab, and climbed in
after me before pulling the door shut behind him. “Change,” he commanded.
“Now.”
    I could hear
the urgency in his voice but I didn’t understand it. I wagged my tail
uncertainly. I only wanted the alpha to accept me and to not hurt me. I licked
his nose.
    He responded by
grabbing me and shaking me. “Chrissy! Remember who you are. You’re a shifter.
Shift back.” He narrowed his eyes and stared hard into mine. I stared back,
utterly fascinated by him. That’s when he sent his alpha power crashing over me
more strongly than ever, scouring my brain and my body with the force of it.
“Change, Chrissy. I want you back in your human form.” I yelped as my nerve
endings twitched and my pelt rippled. Then, nothing. I squirmed, puppyish.
    “Please,
Chrissy. I want you… I need you to come
back to me.” This time Justin’s magnetism wouldn’t be denied. Fire shot through
my bones and the deep ache of change began. When my pelt rippled, it kept
rippling over my shifting muscles and bone. The ache quickly vanished. Fur
disappeared, leaving my human form bare and smooth almost everywhere.
    I gasped,
staring up at Justin’s fierce golden eyes inches from my own. His feral gaze
made him look ready to change, himself. Had Justin actually said he needed me?
    I realized I
was lying in the backseat of Justin’s truck and he still held me pinned down.
The woodsy, musky scent of him filled my nostrils. My human form appreciated
the smell of him almost as much as it did his large, very masculine body poised
so close to my own. Our legs were tangled together. Mine were bare.
    Wait a minute.
I was naked. Completely naked in Justin’s truck. Justin’s strong, masculine
body held me pressed to the seat.
    It was exactly
where I’d fantasized about being for years.
    I made a small
shocked sound.
    Justin’s mouth
curved into a relieved smile. “Welcome back.” He glanced down my nude body. I
felt a certain large part of him respond with an instant hardening that I could
feel through the jeans he wore. A muscle quivered in his jaw. His eyes flared
even more yellow and wolf-like. “You’re so beautiful.”
    I folded my
arms over my breasts in an effort to hide my naked body. “You don’t have to say
that.” I knew I wasn’t beautiful. A prickly ball of hurt formed in my throat.
My curvy body wasn’t anyone’s idea of beautiful, especially someone as handsome
and charismatic as Justin. A man who could have any woman in the world.
    He growled low
in his throat and moved against me, a clever shifting that pressed his thick
bulge directly against the juncture of my