Craving His Virgin Mate (Poison Wolves MC #2) Read Online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Fantasy/Sci-fi, MC, Paranormal, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Poison Wolves MC Series by Sam Crescent
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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
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He chased off into the clearing, going past the lake and farther away until he came to the small cabin. It only housed a few items. Draco had built it himself, intending to take his own life after he lost his mate. None of the club nor the pack knew of his intentions, of the plans he had to kill himself. None of them had worked.

He couldn’t kill himself, no matter what he tried, to join his woman. So, he made his way behind the cabin. Seeing the opening stairs, he made his way down toward another set of caves. These didn’t have bars, but there were chains. He figured someone, many years ago, had tried to hurt wolves.

Pulling out his cell phone, he turned on the flashlight and shone the light into the room. Alpha and the club didn’t know what he had found hours before making their journey to that woman. She had been walking through the forest, blood pouring from her mouth, her clothes covered in a layer of dirt. He’d not taken her to the cages. He’d brought her to his safe place, the one place no one else would think to go.

With the light shining on her, she flinched, but he saw her eyes quickly adjusted to the light, and he crouched down.

“Do you remember me?” he asked.

The woman looked at him, tilted her head to the side, and then nodded. “Yes. You found me.”

“I did. I need you to tell me your name.”

“It’s Lelah. Lelah Martins.”

“Nice to meet you, Lelah.” He had to find a way to save this woman.

Chapter Thirteen

Agatha was serving a customer when Boyan entered the bar. She finished pouring the beer, and then without even thinking, rounded the bar and ran toward him. He caught her up in his arms, spun her around, and she laughed as he did so. He placed her on the floor, cupped her face, and kissed her, hard. The room faded away.

This was the first time they had shown any kind of public display of affection. She had to wonder if she should feel a little embarrassed at everyone seeing what they were doing.

“I missed you,” she said, the moment they broke the kiss.

“As you can see, I missed you a little more.”

She tapped him on the arm, but then took his hand and led him back to the bar. She forced him to sit down, and she quickly rounded the bar. Glancing at Val, she saw her boss with a brow raised.

“I’m so sorry,” she said.

“Nah, it’s fine. It’s nice to see another of the mighty fall.”

Boyan laughed.

Several customers had approached the bar. She noticed they all gave Boyan a wide berth.

“I didn’t expect you back so soon.”

“The meeting went better than I expected.”

He wouldn’t tell her what the meeting was about, and she didn’t want to pry. If he wanted her to know, he’d tell her.

“That’s good news, right?” she asked.

He nodded.

“Can I get you a beer?”

“Yeah, you can.”

She chuckled and quickly served him a beer. Placing the glass in front of him, it was her turn to go and collect glasses.

The town still kept their distance from her, but at least they no longer rejected her service. She had made several trips with the glasses, and placed them in the kitchen for Amelia to wash, when she returned to the bar to see a woman pressing herself against Boyan. When she went to reach for his hair, he grabbed her hand. Agatha rounded the counter, and within seconds had placed herself between Boyan and the woman.

“Can I help you?” Agatha asked.

All her life, she avoided confrontation. She couldn’t stand conflict of any kind and yet, before she could even think about what she was doing, she was here, between Boyan and another woman. This made no sense to her.

Mine!

Smack her.

Growl at her.

Claw her face.

He belongs to us.

Us? Who the fuck was us?

Agatha didn’t know if she liked that voice at that moment, because it seemed to be encouraging her to be violent toward this woman.

“Ah, so this is the little … newbie,” she said.

“Macy, I suggest you leave.”

“Why? You don’t want her to know that you belong to me?” Macy tilted her head to the side. “I take it you’re the one that gave him that disgusting haircut.”

“Back off,” Agatha said.

“Or what, little girl, do you think you scare me?”

Agatha reacted as Macy went to grab her. She didn’t know what Macy was going to do, but she still grabbed her hand, twisted it behind her back, and slammed her body against the bar. She also didn’t know why this reaction had garnered a whole lot of attention from the town. This was not what she needed.

“Boyan doesn’t want you. He doesn’t belong to you, and I suggest you leave him alone.” She tightened her grip, making Macy cry out.



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