The Alpha Takes a Mate (Disaster of the Otherworld #1) Read Online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Vampires, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Disaster of the Otherworld Series by Sam Crescent
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Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 47126 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
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He’d once asked Matthew what it was like being mated.

“It’s like having everything your heart desires. I live to see her smile, and when she smiles at me, my whole world is complete. I’ll do anything for her as long as she loves me at the end of the day.”

The guy sounded pussy-whipped, but as the years had gone on for Brandon, he wished with all of his heart he could know that same kind of peace.

Each of them had struggled to find their mate, and as the days passed it felt they were less likely to find the right woman for them.

“So, about the visit from the bears, witches, warlocks, and vampires, where are we at?” Brandon asked, changing the subject.

Every year he invited several members of each sector surrounding his town.

“The little cottage down by the lake is being refurbished and ready for them to sleep in,” Lewis said.

Brandon listened to Lewis and then froze in his seat as the most amazing scent invaded his sense. Strawberries and vanilla was what he smelt. Freezing to the spot he felt the wolf inside him roar and charge against his hard-won control.

“Alpha, what’s going on?” Drake asked.

From the use of his official title, Brandon knew his eyes had changed colour.

She’s here. Your woman, our mate is here for you to claim.

He’d never scented anything like it. Brandon closed his eyes as a great wave of peace settled over him.

His mate had come for him at last.

****

“Shit, I’m late. I’m so sorry,” Elle said. Her alarm decided to have a dead battery, and she’d slept through until ten.

“Don’t worry about it,” Layla said. She was another human female in the small community.

Elle had moved to Grace Hill when she was sixteen. Her family hated the city life and had petitioned to be part of the Northern Forest pack. She didn’t know where these names came from, but she wasn’t about to piss off the alpha by asking.

“Daisy hasn’t arrived yet. I’m sure she’ll be in a good mood,” Layla said, referring to their boss. Daisy was one of the oldest female werewolves in the pack. She wasn’t the strongest because of her years, but she scared the shit out of Elle.

“My dad has been driving me crazy about this visit from the other sectors,” Elle said. Her father, Raymond, was in charge of organising the visit in the next few weeks. She’d never been old enough to be part of the festivities. The alpha demanded that the humans be over twenty-one in order to participate. Her birthday was last week, and she had gone out of town to celebrate. Layla had been one of the people with her. Nothing ever happened at Grace Hill, but she never wanted to leave her home. Grace Hill had quickly become her home. The small school was amazing, and the teachers were a dream. The lack of bullying helped as well.

The only problem Elle saw was setting up a family of her own. None of the males available attracted her. Most of them were grumpy because they didn’t hold any special powers. She’d gone on a date with Gary Newman when she was twenty, and the entire night he’d complained about being normal. Elle listened to him the whole night telling her how inadequate she was because she didn’t have any great paranormal qualities. The date ended with her calling him a prick, and she’d punched him in the face.

“He’s riding you about it?” Layla asked, flipping pancakes on the grill.

“He’s not riding me about it. Dad won’t shut up about Brandon. Also, the feast tonight is a big deal. He doesn’t want me ruining the night by dumping a pot of stew in his lap or something.”

Elle tied her hair up then bumped Layla out of the way. “Thank you so much for doing this. I really appreciate it.”

“No problems.”

She watched as Layla looked through the door. Layla was in love with Lewis, one of the men closest to the alpha.

“Why don’t you go out there and say hello?” Elle asked.

“Have you seen the way they treat human women?” Layla closed the door. “He wouldn’t give me the time of day, and I’m not looking to be another notch on his bed post, if you know what I mean.”

Elle understood. Over the years she’d watched several of the human women giving themselves freely to the pack. There was no respect, and most of the men blanked them the next time they saw them. She never wanted to be laughed at or mocked because of her feelings. Being a twenty-one year old virgin didn’t bother her. She’d rather be a virgin than give it to a guy she didn’t trust. From what she knew, Layla was also a virgin.

“We better get this breakfast out to them,” Layla said, going toward the shelf. Elle watched her grab syrup and chocolate sauce from the top shelf. She didn’t know why the pack liked sweet stuff so much, but they catered to the sweeter tooth in the diner.



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