The Alpha’s Forbidden Mate
Three days. That’s how long Rex has to find a mate. Wolf shifters who don’t mate by their ascension risk death. And, despite his dark, lone wolf tendencies, Rex isn’t stupid. He knows the risk.
So, why hasn’t he chosen any of the girls from his pack who throw themselves at the alpha’s son?
It’s because for years, he hasn’t been able to get a human out of his mind. After a chance meeting at a sacred tree when they were kids, he has been drawn to her beyond anything he can control.
When he crosses the river to find Salome Bach, the daughter of the small town’s preacher, sparks fly. But, will Rex find his mate in a girl who doesn’t even know that wolf shifters exist? Or, will their sparks set off an inferno that destroys their two communities and everyone in it?
Time is running out fast in this steamy new adult romance by international best seller Alex Anders.
Rex's breath vibrated with fear and anger. His ankle was chained to a spike in the center of a clearing in the middle of the woods. Feeling the light breeze flow across is naked skin he knew who had done this. It wasn't those who carried him out and locked the shackle. It was someone else and there was no doubt in his mind who it was. She was pushing him to the point where he would kill, and as his blood boiled and his heart beat raced, Rex knew that she was about to get what she wanted.
Rex looked up when he heard the growls. He peered ahead toward the trees and into the darkness. He didn't need to have acute hearing to predict their approach. They were coming directly at him and would take their time as they did.
Silver eyes were the first thing to catch the flickering campfire light. There was no mistaking them. They glistened like cut diamonds. And as they narrowed about to attack, the muscles on Rex's bare chest rippled and tensed in preparation.
Like a ball of fur and teeth the first one leaped from the darkness at him. It was all so quick. Rex could do nothing but swing at the beast and miss. Its claws sunk into the flesh below his clavicle knocking him back. Rex stumbled trying to get his footing before the chain yanked him sending him hurling to the ground.
The wolf snapped at him trying to get at his face. He slipped his forearm against its neck keeping it away. And as the beast's claws tore down his naked flesh, Rex pulled back his fist and swung it as hard as he could against the wolf's head.
The sound of cracking bones rang out. It wasn't Rex's fist that broke, it was the animal's skull. And like dead weight, the wolf slumped onto him allowing Rex to fling it aside and scramble to his feet.
The next three to leave the shadows weren't quite as quick. Emerging one by one, they lowered their head jetting their ears back and fiercely showing Rex their teeth. They separated each planning their path of attack. And with Rex swinging his head from wolf to wolf, they each lowered their head patiently stalking him.
'Turn, son. You must turn,' Rex heard reverberating in his mind.
Rex gripped his head and gritted his teeth in pain. "Get out of my head!" he demanded.
'Turn or die, son.'