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Alpha Mate: BBW Paranormal Shifter Romance

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ALPHA MATE

(BBW Paranormal Romance)

MATE series

By

Natalie Kristen

Copyright
© 2014 Natalie Kristen

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own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of the author.

This
is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are
used fictitiously or are the products of the author's imagination.
Any resemblance to actual locales, events, establishments or persons,
living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

*****

Curvy
Charlotte
Cole has been given a second chance at life, and vengeance. To live,
she has to kill. She has to hunt and kill rogue paranormals. Her
life depends on it.

Lucas Rieve,
Alpha of the Paranormal Affairs Council (PAC), has to shadow and
assess a duo of rookie hunters, a curvy human and her vampire
partner. Can the Alpha wolf curb his overpowering instinct to
possess and protect when he recognizes the curvaceous human as his
mate?

As their paths
and purposes clash, will the Alpha lose his mate, or will he lose his
mind first?

*****

CHAPTER
ONE

Charlotte pushed herself up and swiped the blood from
her mouth. Her vision was blurring and tilting, and threatening to
spin. With a fierce shake of her head, she forced her eyes to clear
and focus. “Get away from her! You...you...” she
faltered, gulping and panting too loudly.

What do you call a creature that looked like it was
half man, half wolf, all monster? Oh, of course.


You monster!” she shrieked and barreled
headlong towards that snarling, salivating escapee from hell that was
snapping its ugly jaws inches from her sister's face. “Shoo!
Go away, you—bad, bad dog!” She brought her broken
umbrella down on the werewolf's back, snapping the sorely abused
umbrella into splinters. That was the end of the umbrella, but not
the werewolf. The hideous creature simply shook the remains of the
mangled umbrella off its back and turned its massive head over its
furry shoulder to stare at Charlotte. Its eyes were red, and glowed
eerily in the dark, foggy alleyway.


No, Charlotte! S-stay back!” Charlene
choked out as she tried to get to her feet. Charlotte flicked her
panicked eyes to her elder sister. Charlene was badly injured, with
blood flowing freely down her face and arms, but still she was doing
her darnest to protect her baby sister. Like always.


Run, Charlene!” Charlotte shouted at the
top of her lungs. “Run!”

But even before Charlene shook her head, Charlotte knew
that her big sister would never run. Their mother had ran off with
another man when Charlotte was twelve, and their father had died a
year later, from a broken heart and a broken bottle. Charlene had
just turned twenty-one and she stepped up to the roles of father,
mother, sister and best friend to her younger sister. Charlene was
not one to run away. Ever. She would square her shoulders, stare
adversity in the eye and give it the finger. Then she would give
Charlotte her best and brightest smile. She was the reason Charlotte
grew up happy and well-adjusted. She had filled Charlotte's
growing-up years with warm, happy memories. She was Charlotte's only
family, and whole world.


Come to Mama,” Charlene flashed a smile.
But this was not the bright, beautiful smile that Charlotte was
accustomed to. The smile on Charlene's face was ugly and crooked.
Charlotte watched her sister's green eyes narrow and gleam. “Come
on. You're no big, bad wolf. That'd be flattering you. You're just
a mean, mangy mongrel. And you're not going near my baby sister.
Come here!” Charlene balled her fists and took on a boxer's
stance. She huffed and puffed and punched the air, trying to
distract the werewolf.

The werewolf stopped mid-stride towards Charlotte. It
snarled and twisted round at Charlene's relentless taunts. The
creature remained motionless for a moment, standing still between the
two sisters.

Charlotte gripped the curved handle, the only pathetic
piece of her umbrella that hadn't been reduced to sawdust, and
blinked rapidly. Her eyes raked down the creature's hideous black
fur and human limbs from which glinted deadly, curved claws. The
head and shoulders of the creature was wolf, but the bottom half was
human. The creature stood tall on human legs that were corded with
muscle, but his toes were curled into long, sharp claws.

She suppressed a shiver of revulsion. Living in New
Moon City, the only city in North America that legally recognized
paranormals and had an official Paranormal Affairs Council (PAC) to
protect the rights and lives of humans and paranormals alike against
rogues and rule breakers meant that she came across many shifters,
vamps and demons. But she had never seen a shifter like the one
before her. The PAC had both human and paranormal members. So had
their Enforcement Unit, which was run and financed by the PAC.

Paranormals and humans in the Enforcement Unit patrolled
the streets of the city every night, and she had seen uniformed men
and women shift into predatory animals right in the middle of the
street and give chase to rogues. Their shift had always been clean
and swift, and they would be completely in their sleek animal forms
at the end of their shift. They didn't look like this. Stuck in a
monstrous half wolf, half man form.

Before Charlotte could utter a cry, the werewolf had
lunged at Charlene. Charlene's shaking fists immediately shot out
and she socked the wolf hard in the jaw, but she might as well have
patted its head and scratched its ears for all the good it did. A
dirty paw struck Charlene across the face, and she reeled back and
collapsed at the foot of a graffiti-covered wall. She struggled to
push herself up, looking dazed and stunned, with blood pouring from a
gash in her cheek.

With a ferocious growl, the wolf pounced and pinned
Charlene to the ground. Screeching desperate but by no means empty
threats, Charlotte flew towards the monster and stabbed its back with
the jagged end of the umbrella handle. She used all her might but
she couldn't even pierce its thick, matted fur. Glancing down, she
saw that she could stab him where it mattered. Pulling her arms
back, she aimed the sharp end of the handle between his human legs,
where his male human bits were on full display.

But before she could jam her weapon between its legs,
the werewolf reared up and with a swipe of its claws, flung her
forcefully away from him. Charlotte smashed against the far wall and
slid down like a discarded rag doll.

Her vision threatened to dim and black out completely.
No, no, no blacking out. Charlotte shook her head quickly, but
instead of clearing it, she seemed to have loosened whatever bolts or
bones that were holding her head to her neck. Her head lolled
uselessly on her shoulders, and she tasted blood in her mouth.


Charlene,” she croaked, blinking to focus
on her sister. After a few more blinks, she finally saw her.

Charlene, her brave, beautiful big sister, was still
fighting to protect her even when she was staring death in its ugly
face. She was doing her best to hold the monster off, twisting
desperately out of the reach of those dripping jaws. Blood was
tracking down her fair, fleshy arms and her face and neck were
covered with teeth and claw marks, but still Charlene held the beast
off. She was undoubtedly the strongest, toughest person Charlotte
knew. She was only twenty-nine, yet she had strands of white hair
peeking out from her bob of blond hair.

Charlene's arms were shaking and bleeding badly, as she
grunted and grappled with the monster. A growl rumbled through the
smoky alley. At the sound, the werewolf turned its head to glower at
Charlotte.

Charlotte sucked in a breath at the realization that the
growl had emanated from her own constricted throat. She had never,
ever growled before. But a growl was way better than a squeak, and
it made her sound more dangerous and powerful.

Charlotte's fists and gut tightened as she swayed on her
feet.


That's right, you big ugly. Pick on someone your
own size! I am right here!” Charlotte curled her fingers,
daring and inviting the wolf to come fight her. “I'm bigger
and badder, and I'll fight you!”

She saw Charlene shake her head rapidly, her eyes and
mouth round and wide. Despite the terrible danger they were in,
Charlotte felt the corner of her mouth quirk up.

At her sister's look of horror and reproach, Charlotte
jutted her chin and smirked.
What?
She had merely spoken the
truth. Both sisters were curvy and buxom, but Charlotte had more
generous curves than her sister. And at five foot six, she was also
a couple of inches taller than Charlene.

So yeah, that cowardly wolf should come fight the bigger
opponent.


Come on, what are you waiting for? Why aren't
you coming to take me on? Oh, I know. You're sca-a-a-red. You're
afraid of a big, bad girl.” Charlotte wiggled her brows
provocatively. “I see you've not no balls.” Which was a
lie. Given that the bottom half of the wolfman was more man than
wolf, she saw his, um, male anatomy, all too clearly. And from the
looks of it, the bastard was highly aroused.

Shit.


Violence excites you, eh?” she muttered in
disgust. Spitting, she curled her finger at the animal and purred,
“Come, you sick animal. You want violence? You'll get
violence right here. From me. It'd be fun, I promise.”
Charlotte swallowed hard. She had to get the monster away from
Charlene, no matter what.

Charlotte saw her sister shake her head frantically, her
mouth rounding with a whispered word, “No!”

The wolfman narrowed its red eyes at Charlotte and eased
back from Charlene. When the monster began to stalk towards
Charlotte, Charlene screamed and hurled herself at the creature's
back, digging her nails into its thick neck. “No! Run,
Charlotte, run! Please, get out of here! Go!”

The wolfman spun round and clawed Charlene off its back.
Throwing Charlene with so much force down on the ground that
Charlotte heard a few sickening cracks, the monster leaped through
the air with its fangs and claws gleaming in the faint moonlight.


No!” Charlotte flew towards the monster,
her arms outstretched, straining in vain to reach her fallen sister.
Her eyes met Charlene's glistening eyes for a frozen, heartbreaking
instant. Charlene's lovely green eyes crinkled in a smile. A
beautiful, loving, tender smile that was reserved only for her baby
sister.

I love you.

Charlene's eyes shone with a fierce light and strength
as she mouthed a final command to Charlotte.
Live!

The entire scene played out in slow motion before
Charlotte's eyes, even though everything happened in the span of a
few heartbeats.

Charlotte saw her own splayed fingers moving all too
slowly towards Charlene as she tried to reach her. Charlene raised
her hand and as their fingertips touched, Charlotte saw the monster
lock its deadly jaws around Charlene's pale, quivering throat.

Blood sprayed in an arc and splattered the creature's
fur and Charlotte's arms. The dirty brick wall looming above them
sported dark splashes of crimson. Charlene never cried out, and her
hand dropped from Charlotte's in a final, gentle caress.

Charlotte skidded and slipped, stumbling into the
spreading pool of blood.
Charlene
's blood.
Her
beautiful sister, who was...was...


No!”
She can't be dead!

With a scream, Charlotte tore her eyes away from her
sister's mangled body and met those red, glowing eyes unflinchingly.

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