The Alpha's Toy (The Alpha Shifter)

Chapter Three

Staring up at the house in front of her, Mary wondered how she was going to handle the coming month. Her job was secure as she had vacation time coming up. This man who owned her for the next month clearly had plenty of money to back his pack.

He wiped out your pack.

Jessica was safe. Mary could cope knowing she’d saved the young girl. What was she going to do when the month came to an end? With no pack she wasn’t welcome to just any pack. Several would hurt her at the very least, or even kill her. Crap. She didn’t even know if she wanted to join another pack. Life as a half breed was already hard seeing as she couldn’t talk with anyone about the problems she encountered, like the heat she suffered.

Reaching out, she touched Zeke’s naked arm. His flesh was firm and hard to the touch. Taking her arm away, she felt like her fingers were on fire.

He looked at his arm and then at her fingers, smirking. “Baby, I’m going to be buried balls deep inside you. You better get used to my touch, or you’re in big trouble.”

She took a breath and looked him in the eye. Her cheeks felt hot from his words.

“I’ve got no pack and nowhere else to run,” she said.

Zeke raised a brow, staring at her.

“Erm, I was wondering if you could teach me some of those skills to keep my wolf at bay.”

He folded his arms, observing her.

Mary started to squirm under his scrutiny.

“Yeah, I’ll help you with one condition.”

Rolling her eyes, she stared behind her wishing she could escape.

“What’s the condition?” she asked.

Zeke moved in closer, and she took a step back. He wrapped an arm around her back, drawing her back in close. “You tell me here and now, are you a virgin?”

“That’s not a condition. You want an answer to a question.”

“Either way, answer me.”

What the hell was going on? Why did he want to know about her being a virgin? Shit, she was too embarrassed. Staring up and down the length of his body, she couldn’t bring herself to tell him the truth. He would have been with lots of women. Surely no one would notice a small little detail such as a hymen.

“No, I’m not a virgin.” She lied to his face, and the moment the words left her lips, Mary wished she could take them back. He stared into her eyes, and she couldn’t say a word.

“Good.” He led her toward the front door where Max stood.

“Take her to the kitchen for food. Make sure she eats some food.” Zeke moved away, leaving her in the hands of Max.

“Wait, what about Jessica? Is she safe?” Mary asked, concerned about the young girl.

“She’s been fed, watered, and walked.”

Jerking out of his arm she glared at him. “She’s not a dog.”

Max chuckled. “I never said she was. Jessica, the blonde, is resting. It has been a long night for her.”