Mated to the Alpha Read online Olivia T. Turner (Alphas in Heat #4)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Alphas in Heat Series by Olivia T. Turner
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
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He gives me a look and I just shake my head as I walk over to the oncoming cars. I start waving them through but they keep slowing down anyway to get a glimpse of the upside-down motorcycle.

They all want to see the wreck. The disaster. If they want to see a real wreck, they should be looking at me.

Having all these mates around has really started to mess with me. Even now on the job, when there’s no possible way I’ll find my mate, my bear is getting all amped up and crazy. He’s spinning in circles inside me and growling so loud that my chest is vibrating.

“Shut the fuck up,” I hiss through my clenched teeth as I wave another car on.

It’s bumper-to-bumper traffic in both directions along the two-lane expressway now.

My throat starts tingling and then it quickly builds to a burning. I clear my throat as my eyes start watering.

What the fuck? Who the hell needs a new car? This smoke is killing me.

I look around but there’s no old beater with black smoke pouring out of the exhaust.

My grizzly starts going nuts. He’s charging forward and trying to break out. I flex my body, grit my teeth, and force him back down. He’s so powerful today that he almost slips through.

“What are you doing?” The words come out all scratchy and broken. My throat is on fire. It feels like I swallowed a red-hot charcoal briquette.

A blue car rolls by and the intense scent of the woman inside is overpowering. It staggers me. I clutch my chest as my legs wobble.

I try to catch a glimpse of the girl inside but all I can see is blonde hair and a round shoulder.

My bear tries to surge through again and I fall to a knee. I take off my helmet and grab a fistful of my hair, grunting like a freakshow as I fight him back down.

The next couple of cars that roll by are looking at me instead of at the accident. I told you I was more of a wreck.

Finally, I get my bear back down and it hits me like a slap in the face.

That was my mate.

The intense smell… it’s still flowing through me in a sweet pain. Only now the burning has turned into a warm comforting glow that seems to be radiating through me.

My heart is pounding. My pulse is racing.

I have to find her. I need to get her.

The only problem is, her car is gone. Once the traffic passes the accident, it picks back up and the cars zoom away.

I look around in a panic. I can’t lose her. Not after I’ve spent my life waiting for her.

I didn’t even get to see her beautiful face or curvy body. Did she have a curvy body? I didn’t see…

I feel twitchy all over as I look around in a panic. A brown car rolls by and I grab the door handle, trying to yank it open. It’s locked. The guy speeds off when he sees the panicked look in my eyes.

The next three cars have locked doors as well. I don’t know what I even plan on doing… ripping the people out of their cars, getting behind the wheel, and going after her?

That’s crazy, but it’s the best idea I can think of.

She’s getting farther away and I’m still here. I start to feel sick. I want to throw up.

I look around and my breath stops when I see the crashed motorcycle. It’s upside-down and covered with mud but I bet it still works.

Without a second of hesitation, I sprint over to it.

Carter is checking the motorcyclist for a concussion while they wait for the ambulance to arrive. He looks at me funny as I run past him.

“Maybe someone should check him for a brain injury,” I hear him say.

I grab the bike and pull it out of the dirt. The handlebars are a little bent, but it’s better than nothing.

“Rylan!” Blake snaps as he starts walking over.

I ignore him as I climb onto the bike and start it.

He starts running. “Rylan! What in the hell are you—”

The sound of the engine drowns him out and I take off, flying down the road to catch my mate.

It’s a two-lane expressway, one lane for each direction. There’s a row of traffic on my left and the guy in front of me is going too damn slow.

I start to get all panicky and twitchy when I try to pass him and I can’t.

“Come on,” I growl as the fierce wind hits my face.

Finally, the traffic in the opposing lane stops. I turn into it and swerve between honking cars as I race to catch up to my girl.

I crank the throttle and go even faster. The muddy bike roars under me as I swerve around an oncoming minivan and back into my lane.



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