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I jumped when the fire alarm started
beeping. He chuckled, giving my ass a tiny love tap. He slipped out
of me, leaving me feeling barren, empty and suddenly cold. I
shivered as a cool breeze wafted over me.

I slid down off the table right as the fire
alarm stopped shrieking. I was just about to turn towards him when
I saw my back door. The wall and doorframe around where the
deadlock had been turned into was missing. Someone, or more
specifically, an alpha on a mission to claim his mate, must have
busted through the door. No wonder I was cold.

I crossed my arms and looked to him
expectantly.

He held up the pan of burnt eggs. The entire
bottom of the stainless steel pan was black and the eggs looked far
from edible. “Guess I’m taking you to breakfast.”

“
And to the hardware
store.” I pursed my lips, slitting my eyes as I glared at
him.

“
About the door...” He
tossed the pan on the counter and pulled me into his arms, kissing
my cheek.

“
What about my door?
Besides the obvious.”

“
Every dollar it’ll cost me
to fix it was worth it.” He pressed his lips to mine; it was a
soft, sweet kiss.

“
You’ll fix it
today?”

“
Whatever will make you
happy, baby.”

I gave him a small smile as I burrowed into
him, finally wrapping my arms around him. He was so warm; his arms
created a barrier of protection around me. “You make me happy.”

He rested his head atop mine, fully
cocooning me. “Good. It’s going to be my life’s mission to keep you
happy. I…” He took a breath. “I love you, Callie.”

I smiled into his chest. I didn’t know what
happiness was until I heard those words. My entire body relaxed as
joy coursed through me. I felt like I was floating on a cloud above
the world; Evan was an impenetrable wall of comfort for me. He was
my home. He was happiness in physical form. He was all that I
loved. He was-

I took a shaky breath and disentangled
myself enough to peer up at him. He gazed at me with warmth, with
love, with all that I’d ever wanted a man to look at me with, and I
knew in that moment that that would never change. The same way my
feelings for him would never change. He was all that I loved and
somehow I fell in love with him over the course of these last two
years, but the past twenty-four hours were what solidified my
heart’s stand. It wasn’t mine anymore. The moment Evan burst
through the door and put me first, I opened the tight grasp I had
on my heart and handed it over to him.

I stood on my tiptoes and gently kissed his
lips. “I love you too.”

—

*****

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CONTROLLED
SURRENDER
Christin Lovell

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CONTROLLED SURRENDER

Copyright © 2012 by Christin M Lovell

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CONTROLLED SURRENDER

Laina is a plus size
werewolf in a supernatural world of physical perfection. No one has
accepted her for who she is, herself included. She’s an
embarrassment to them all, which is why she refuses to
mate. 
Four years ago, Jayson took over his
uncle’s pack and found his mate. Too bad she has rejected him at
every turn. It’s only when Laina comes to him for help and he
forces her to face the truth that his own revelations
come. 
Will this dominant alpha convince his
mate to surrender to him? Possibly some cuffs and spankings will
sway her…

—

Controlled Surrender

Chapter One

LAINA

I met his gaze. My chest constricted; my
heart skipped a beat. I kept my eyes neutral, suppressing the surge
of desire, the geyser of emotions within me.

I wasn’t alone in my reaction. I saw the
heat in his eyes; his desire was blatant. He didn’t bother hiding
it anymore. It was instinctual though. He didn’t want me because I
had an amazing personality, a gorgeous figure or a quiet strength;
he wanted me because nature dictated he ought to.

I saw the women his brothers dated; I saw
the women he casually glanced at. Their hips were half the size of
mine. They were athletic women with tone, definition and a flat
stomach, the ideal physique of a female werewolf.

I was broken though. Somehow, I’d broken the
mold of what a female were ought to look like. Somehow, I’d
ballooned up to a size twenty-two when most of the women in our
pack were a size two. I was an outcast. I defied nature in physical
form.

My wolf had been whimpering, crying out
since the moment Jayson became alpha of our pack four years ago. I
craved him; I yearned for him more than food, more than air. But, I
wasn’t going to give in. I didn’t want him to resent the gods for
pairing us. Once he claimed me, he was stuck with me forever. Right
now, he had a choice. Right now, he could find that perfect female
were to rule with him over the pack.

I wasn’t that were. I wasn’t regarded highly
by any of the pack members. Even my own family looked down upon me.
I knew, had I told them I was mated to the their alpha, they would
have laughed in my face. I was a plus size woman in a world of
supermodels and it was obvious to everyone. I couldn’t embarrass
him like that. I cared about him too much. I cared about my pack
too much, despite how little they seemed to regard me.

I averted my gaze and took off for the cover
of the trees, needing to escape the endless ache. Each time I
looked at him, I suffered. My insides twisted with tension, with a
potent need as my heart smashed into a million pieces. It felt like
all the air was being forced from my lungs when my gaze fell upon
him; my world trembled every time he was near before it collapsed
when I had to walk away.

Tears pricked my eyes as I pounded my bare
feet against the forest floor. My legs flew, the wind exhilarating
me as the leaves flying up behind me encouraged me.

I’d never hated my lot in life; I knew
others suffered a far worse fate than bulges of fat. But I’d always
questioned it. I didn’t understand how I became the way I was; I
didn’t understand why I had to be the odd one out. Nonetheless, I
refused to impose this curse upon him. I refused to force my pack
to look to a shapeless woman for guidance. I refused to be the
representative of the females of my pack. I wasn’t one of them. My
genitalia was the same, but all else faltered with massive canyons
between.

—

Chapter Two

JAYSON

My heart broke as Laina slipped away between
the trees. My wolf howled, begging to be set free so he could seek
her out.

Of all of my alpha responsibilities, control
took the highest effort, particularly when my own mate refused to
submit. She obeyed the commands of the pack, but never personal
orders. She’d turned her back on me, on nature, on our special
bond, to run freely. She’d left me to suffer in silence because she
didn’t want me.

I couldn’t blame her I supposed. She was
gorgeous. She was rare in the world of weres; she was an anomaly.
Her luscious body, her gorgeous curves were extraordinary in our
world, in my world. Ignoring my wolf, I found myself being drawn to
her, longing to touch every rounded curve, every swell on her
beautiful body.

I wished to thread my fingers through her
auburn hair, to kiss the lids that covered her brilliant emerald
eyes; I wanted to brush my tan skin against her ivory silk. I
hungered for her. My body ached merely at the sight of her. She was
lovely; a mysterious treasure.

I’d never listened to the rumors. I’d never
listened to the foul words spoken by her own family. What others
thought didn’t matter. My feelings, my desires were all that
mattered. I was the goddamn alpha of this pack. I could override
all of them if I wanted, but I couldn’t force her to look at me
with warmth. I could force her to surrender to me, but I couldn’t
force her to kiss me back, to relax and enjoy my love. And that was
just it. I loved her too much to force her into something she
didn’t want.

I loved her too much.

—

Chapter Three

LAINA

As I reached the clearing, the cliff that
overlooked the mountains with the river flowing strong at the base
of it, I slowed. This was where I came to breathe; this was where I
came to escape, to cry in silence, unhindered, unobserved.

I ambled close to the edge. Closing my eyes,
I spread my arms out and allowed the wind to sweep over me. Mother
nature spoke to me in these moments; she reassured me. She gave me
strength to continue, the strength to deny my heart and my
wolf.

The water gushed below; the waterfall half a
mile away sent the water chopping against the rocks, against the
mountains. The birds chirped as they flew overhead; they’d
disappear over the next few weeks when they flew south for the
winter. Squirrels rustled the leaves, chasing each other between
hunting for nuts.

I listened as my heartbeat slowed, as my
pulse seemed to vanish as a comforting peace settled over me. These
were the moments I cherished. This was the serenity I craved.

I opened my eyes and lowered myself to the
ground. I lay back on the grass and stared up at the sky, enjoying
nature’s grandeur all around me. This was my heaven. This was where
I wanted to stay.

I looked at the sun beginning to lower over
the mountains. Night would be here soon. Dread bound my chest as I
thought of returning to camp, returning to Jayson and my
family.

My gaze slid down over my plump figure. I
could afford to skip one meal. I nibbled on my lips, contemplating.
I doubted anyone would miss me.

I slid up onto my elbows and studied the
forest before me. I strained my ears; I didn’t hear any wolves
nearby. I sniffed the air; I didn’t scent any wolves within the
vicinity. Within the next twenty minutes they would all convene for
our family dinner. Once night fully fell, they would go home for
the night. No one would come searching for me.

I lay back down, settling in. I was going to
spend the night with Mother Nature. She was always welcome
company.

—

Chapter Four

JAYSON

I honed in on Laina’s place at the table, as
I did every night. Her mother, father and brother were present, but
she was noticeably absent. I would have felt if she was in danger,
which allowed anger to prevail. Why wasn’t she here?

“
Mirna, where is
Laina?”

The middle-aged woman smiled sweetly at me,
but couldn’t hide the irritation in the rest of her features. “I’m
afraid I don’t know.”

“
She’s got enough meat on
her to skip a month of family dinners,” her brother, Roberto,
mumbled.

My anger morphed to rage as I slammed my
fist down on the table. The entire pack grew quiet as they stared
at me in horror.

My wolf roared inside me. Every hair stood
up on him, every muscle buckled as he rammed against his cage. I
bore down on my muscles, grinding my teeth to help me contain
him.

Mirna’s cheeks colored as her nostrils
flared. “Don’t worry about her, Jayson. She’s a big girl. She can
afford to miss a few meals.”

Her father, Rupert, was sitting silently
beside his wife. His eyes were gray storms as they glared at the
empty seat beside his son.

“
No one in this pack is
going without,” I declared.

My wolf rumbled, echoing my statement. He
scratched at my lungs, cutting my chest, scraping the cage around
my heart raw.

“
She doesn’t deserve such
mercy.” Rupert scowled, the words having been spit from his
mouth.

I bristled, on the verge of combusting.

“
Relax, bro. It’s no big
deal if she misses dinner.” Aaron, my brother and pack beta, sat
back, crossing his arms over his chest casually.

“
Where is she?” I looked
around the table. “When was the last time any of you saw her?” My
fury was the only thing keeping fear from overwhelming me. I didn’t
know what I’d do if she ran away.

Murmurs erupted around the table, but no one
could answer me. Did they really think that little of her?

“
Maybe she’s just late?”
Ramona, one of the pack elders, offered.