Free Alpha Breed: Werewolf Bikers (Sex & Violence Book 1) by Amanda Close Page A

over. The events of the last hour seemed like a blur of risky decisions and a willingness to be completely taken in by a handful of bad boy bikers with serious swagger and feral game. The men had parked and dismounted from their bikes, then came striding up to the porch. They said nothing, simply smelling the air like they were looking for something, or someone, and then went inside. Brienne watched as they moved through the party, taking drinks and food as they liked. It was the female biker who called herself Iri who made the first move, and wrapped her arm around the waist of Brienne’s friend Josyln, then she and another biker whispered things into the college girl’s ear and the three of them made their way back to the bikes in plain view of the surprised partygoers.
     
    Kelly was the second to be all but strong-armed from the party, until finally the largest of the bikers approached Brienne, a brute of a man with short-cropped blonde hair. He had said nothing, simply stood very close to her and leaned in to smell her hair. To the outside observer it must have looked either incredibly sexy or really stupid, but for the young woman being on the receiving end it was simply intoxicating. These bikers radiated a kind of animal magnetism that defied logic, and she found herself nodding as the man introduced himself as Roland. He took her by the hand and was already walking her to his bike as he invited her to a party with his club. She consented with a silent nod and climbed board his motorcycle. It had all happened so fast, it barely seemed real until the wind was whipping through her hair.
     
    They rode through the Georgia night for nearly an hour, the roads becoming more and more remote and the traffic dwindling down to nothing. The moon was full in the sky and as the bikers turned down an unmarked dirt road they shut of their headlights and allowed the moon to illuminate their path. Though the knowledge that a gang of unknown bikers had all but abducted three young college women and taken them far into the backwoods of Georgia was burning in her mind, Brienne felt herself elated with the rush of the moment. Brienne threw her head back and howled at the moon as loud as she could as she squeezed her arms even tighter around Roland’s waist. The two of them locked eyes for a moment when she looked back down, he was smiling, and for an instant she could have sworn his eyes were pure black, before he turned his attention back to the road ahead.
     
    They rode on for another ten or so minutes before the bikes reaches a clearing just off the road. Brienne could see that two bonfires burned in deep pits dug into the ground, and nearly a dozen more bikers were camped out in the area. Some of them had pitched tents next to their parked motorcycles, while others simply seemed to intend on sleeping with a mere blanket thrown across the ground. The party was already in full swing as the five bikers dismounted their vehicles and joined the others, leading Josyln and Kelly by the hand as they shouted greetings to those around the fires. Brienne breathed deeply of the fresh country air as Roland secured his bike.
     
    This was unlike any party she’d been too, and was not what she would have expected a biker party to look like. They had an appearance almost more like gypsies than they did a hardcore leather-clad motorcycle gang, though there was plenty of leather, tattoos, and knives on hips. What stood out the most was that they were making their own music, with an assortment of leather and wooden drums, a fiddle, and what looked like some strange bagpipe contraption. At least a third of the bikers were women, and that certainly seemed to make Josyln and Kelly seem more comfortable. Roland had taken Brienne by the hand and led her to one of the fires, where they joined in the mead drinking and small talk already in progress.
     
    As it turned out the bikers were really into storytelling, and instead of taking turns singing songs to