Free Obsessions by Bryce Evans Page A

London’s throat out with her claws. He feared for
London. He knew how mean Jena could be. She had been challenged before and she
won every time. The woman had a mean streak a mile long. She was a beast in
bed, but she was also a tough bitch.
    “London is human, Zoey,” Ryder responded.
    “She isn’t just a human, Ry. She’s a witch too. Look
at her magic,” Zoey said pointing at the magic floating around London. The
magic he was accustomed to was usually yellow in color, but London’s magic held
a red tint to it.  He couldn’t believe it but the magic was different.  He
could see the power she had inside her.
    Ryder looked back at Meryl Pierson, his wizard
advisor, who looked just as shocked as he did.  Yeah, he was going to talk to
Meryl about London later. He needed to know just how powerful of a witch she
was. He said that Me-Len was a great and powerful witch but he was made to
believe that London wasn’t a practicing witch and had no power.
    She was beautiful as she took down Jena. He was
getting hard now just thinking about her being so dominant. All he wanted to do
was grab her up and fuck her. She was driving him crazy acting like an Alpha.
No matter how much he wished it she wasn’t an Alpha and that was the reason he
couldn’t be with her. He wanted her so much. His best friends were flirting
with her and the anger had him acting out. This obsession he had with London
was driving him crazy and was getting out of control.
    When he looked back at Me-Len, she was just sitting
back smiling. Everybody in the room was out of their seats watching this human put
one of the meanest bitches he knew down on the ground, but not Me-Len. No, she
seemed so self-assured or calm while watching her granddaughter take out one of
his wolves.
    Jena deserved it, and much more, but he was torn on
what to do with her, because she was still one of his wolves. He turned and
made eye contact with his best friends who were also smiling, especially Nolan.
The bastard was not only smiling, but he had that look on his face that meant
he was very interested in London. Knowing Nolan like he did he knew the man
loved a challenge and he could see that London would be one.
    Fuck, he can’t have her. She
belongs to me! Damn it, what was he saying? She wasn’t his.
    London slowly got up from Jena, and walked back
around the table. She whispered in her grandmother’s ear, and then walked
toward the bar.
    He looked back around at Jena who laid on the ground
in shock.  She never knew what hit her. Ryder went over and held his hand down
to her. She took his hand but lowered her eyes when she got up and faced him.
    “You get your ass over to the table furthest away
from here.”
    “But…but.” Jena tried to explain. Ryder put his
finger toward her lips. Then he bent down and looked at her with his eyes
blazing. “Don’t you fucking say another word. You’ve embarrassed the pack and
me enough already. You had no right to say a damn word to that woman. You
deserve what you got, and Jena,” Jena slowly looked up at Ryder. “Not another
damn word.”
    Ryder turned back around and found his pack was
watching him. He looked toward the bar where London had gone and saw her
sitting there with Nolan. “Shit,” he muttered stomping off toward the bar.
    When he got closer to her, he heard Nolan loud and
clear. The man was making his move. Then he made the mistake of touching her,
and Ryder couldn’t stop the growl that escaped his lips. The rage he felt
toward his best friend was surprising to him. He had no claim toward her, none,
and Nolan could touch her or even sleep with her. The wolf inside him was
raging along with the human side. He couldn’t allow that to happen. No matter
what he had to do.
    Ryder listened as London told Nolan off, and then
informed him that she was leaving. Shit. He couldn’t let her leave. When she
walked off he knew he needed to act fast. Without thinking it through, he
grabbed London’s arm and pulled her