Free The Wayward Alpha (Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Romance) by Joanna Wilson Page B

council had gone to such length—and working for them for over a century and a half, these were great lengths—I just couldn’t stay mad. Though offing a killer vamp might’ve also softened my mood.
     
    “Only the best for you, pup.” Green hung up before I could chew him out. I hadn’t been a pup for a very long time, but Green had a half a century on me and he loved to flaunt it.
     
    I shook my head and looked around the car for an envelope. I always got a manila envelope with all the information I could possibly need for whichever assignment I took, it was a precautionary method I’d worked to have enforced. But instead of an envelope I found a grey tablet in the seat back pocket with a yellow sticky note on it.
     
    Hope this makes up for it. -G
     
    I bit my lip and smiled like an idiot. A tablet, a present, and another chance to do some good that didn’t involve my neck being on the line? Yup, that definitely made up for everything.
     
     
    *****
     
     
    I was in Heaven. Well, not literally, but my body sure felt weightless as I got in the elevator.
     
    Green hadn’t lied about the present. After one bottle of champagne and an oh-so-relaxing full body massage, he could have asked me just about anything and I would have done it.
     
    I really couldn’t complain about anything, not even the conversation I was on my way to having with an alpha who had a revenge hard-on. No, I was as cool as a cucumber and as happy as Jell-O.
     
    I fingered the sealed letter in my hand, turning it over again. I thought I’d have to go and lay it out for the alpha, but Green had called and told me all I need to do was deliver it, answer any additional questions, and help him with any travel and accommodations the alpha needed. Could this assignment get any easier?
     
    I looked up as a soft burst of wind hit me and the elevator doors spread wide. “1739 here I come!” I mumbled as I walked out of the elevator and began walking down the hallway checking doors.
     
    “1735… 1737… Ah! Lucky 39.” This was all way too easy.
     
    I didn’t even palm one of the ceramic knives under my skirt as I knocked. “Concierge,” I announced, just in case he wasn’t fond of the council. Some alphas weren’t and I’d had to learn that the hard way.
     
    I didn’t hear any movement or sense a presence, but then the door was suddenly yanked open. Surprised, I instantly took a step back, palm sliding down the side of my skirt where my knife was hidden.
     
    A man who I could only assume was the alpha, stood framed in the doorway, a towel haphazardly tied around his waist, dark red hair slightly damp. The guy looked like a Viking just after a swim.
     
    “Mr. Redthorn?” I tried my I’m-so-innocent voice knowing that the perfume I’d used cloaked my scent. No reason that the alpha needed to know I was a wolf.
     
    “Yeah.” his voice held just a hint of a laugh and was so low it rumbled. I couldn’t help but do a quick perusal of the wolf in front of me.
     
    The man looked like a wolf too, rocking the hairy chest, legs, and arms. Not to mention his abs looked like six little bricks under his skin, and everything on his bulged. I wasn’t into the super macho guys, but Redthorn pulled it off. If I were an Omega or a human, I would have stripped naked and thrown myself at him, but Jade Klein was made of sterner stuff.
     
    I cleared my throat and waved the letter at him. “I have a letter for you.”
     
    He smiled at me like he was humoring me. That smile did funny things to my insides, things that—were it another time, place, and guy—I would have acknowledged.
     
    Redthorn stepped aside and gestured for me to enter. “Come on in. I just have to get changed and then you can give it to me—” he paused as I entered the room, and locked the door behind me. “—knight”
     
    Oh, busted.                                 
     
    I didn’t even try to pretend anymore as I went and flopped