Free The Alpha Takes a Mate by Sam Crescent Page A

He’d seen the shock on her face. The bastard touched his woman, and he wasn’t letting him leave Grace Hill. The human should have left without trying to get his woman in the sack.
    Darcy was sitting with her up in his room.
    “She’s up here, Boss,” Darcy said.
    His wolf was still in control. Brandon needed to shake the beast off him before he went anywhere near his woman. He’d easily lose control if she started defending the man.
    You need to go to her. Mark her with your scent.
    With his hand on the banister, Brandon walked up the stairs. The strawberry and vanilla scent grew stronger. Darcy opened the door. His eyes widened as he looked down at his shirt. Brandon glanced down to see the blood on his shirt. Pulling the offending article off his body, he handed Darcy the shirt.
    “Burn it , and burn their shit,” he said.
    Darcy left without ano ther word. Brandon entered his room and closed the door. Elle stared up the length of his body. “I thought you wore a shirt,” she said.
    “It got dirty.”
    He folded his arms assessing her. She stared up the length of his body and down. Her gaze never once went to his eyes.
    Don’t hurt her.
    “I never encouraged anything,” she said.
    “I know. He and his friends won’t be harassing you anymore.”
    “You killed them?”
    They’d given him no choice. The fucking bastard tried to take him on , and then he’d grabbed one of the women in the diner to guard him. She was a pregnant wolf in the last trimester. Not only had the human bastard hit his woman but he’d tried to use one of his kind as a shield. The bastard and his friends had to go.
    He sat on the edge of the bed.
    “I’m not going to talk about this with you,” he said.
    “What? You just killed a human male and his friends. There were four of them, Brandon. You can’t sweep that under the carpet. People care about each other. Their families will come looking for them. What are you going to do when they come here?” she asked.
    She didn’t understand.
    “It has been handled, Elle. You don’t have to worry about the authorities or anything else. They’re not coming back.”
    Her mouth was open as she stared back at him. He stood up and turned to her.
    “No, I can’t accept that.” Tears shone in her eyes. “You killed a human person, Brandon. All he did was slap my ass.”
    Pulling her from the bed Brandon held her close. “Not only did he think he could lay his hand on you, but he used another pregnant mate as a shield. This is my world, baby. I don’t let any bastard touch you.”
    “You’re touching me , and you gave me to Lewis and to Darcy.”
    “They’re my men , and they know not to touch you. The only man who’ll be touching you now and in the future is me.”
    She glared at him, still not meeting his eyes. He couldn’t handle her not looking at him. Anything else but not giving him her eyes, insulted him.
    “Glare at me all you want. Your ass, tits, cunt , and mind are fucking mine.”
    “You’re a pig.”
    “Sticks and stones, baby.” He turned her around and forced her to bend forward. She yelped as he pulled the bottom of her uniform up to her waist. He saw the virginal cotton panties she wore and thrust them down to her thighs. His cock thickened at the sight before him. Her cunt was creaming. The scent of her pussy filled the air. Licking his lips, Brandon ran a hand over her ass, loving the feel of her soft skin against his palm. There was so much more he wanted to do to her. Touching her ass was so innocent in comparison to what he actually wished to give her. She wasn’t ready for his cock, and he wasn’t ready for her claiming.
    With the other species arriving he needed to have his mind focussed on the game and not on his woman.
    She moaned as he ran his hand over her ass cheek.
    “Where did he hit?” Brandon asked.
    “The other cheek,” she said. He stroked her ass, moving his fingers across to her other. “No, I meant the other.”
    Smiling, Brandon