The Brand that Binds (Forbidden Omegaverse #2) Read Online Evangeline Anderson

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Forbidden Omegaverse Series by Evangeline Anderson
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Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 87968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
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Don’t even start trying to pass the blame—this is your own fault and you know it, a stern little inner voice lectured me as I stripped down to my underwear and kicked off my heels as well. Whatever possessed you to come back to Wolverton in the first place? You knew something was rotten in this little town and yet you ignored that and came anyway…

If only I had tried emailing or even writing first. But I had been afraid my great aunt wouldn’t reply or would decide she didn’t want to meet me if I tried an indirect approach. Whereas, if I showed up on her doorstep looking nice and neat and successful, maybe she would decide she liked the look of me and invite me in…

All those futile hopes and dreams were dashed now. My single relation was rotting in the cemetery and I was stuck here in Wolverton. My insatiable need for family had gotten me into a mess I was afraid I’d never get out of…

“Bra and panties too.” McCain’s raspy voice drew me out of my unhappy reverie and I realized he was pointing to my matching white silk bra and underwear. The lustful way he said “panties” was almost as bad as Boyd saying he wanted to see my “titties.” It turned my stomach.

I wanted to protest, but the other girls were all naked now, standing in a shivering group by the van, and I didn’t think McCain was going to let me get away with anything less. Feeling like I was trapped in a nightmare, I slowly stripped off the white silk bra and stepped out of my underwear as well.

I tried to cover myself with my arms but McCain put an end to that.

“No, girly—git your arms down by yer sides,” he demanded. “Gotta see if the Breeding Fever is on you yet.”

Gritting my teeth and clenching my hands into fists, I forced myself to put my arms by my sides, allowing the two men to look at my naked body. It was one of the worst things I’d ever had to do because it reminded me again of my past…

I pushed that thought away and glared at the two of them while their eyes flicked lustfully over my body.

“Aww, she ain’t even leaking any nectar yet!” Boyd sounded disappointed as he looked at my full breasts. “She’s got nice titties though,” he added. “Just look at those big, ripe milk chocolate nips—like a coupla Hershey’s kisses! A man could fill his whole mouth with those!”

I’d always been sensitive about the size of my nipples—they stood out rigid with fear and cold from my areolas, wide bands of brown that seemed much too big, even for my full breasts. Also, the thought of the gangly, horse-faced deputy’s mouth anywhere near my bare skin turned my stomach and I said so.

“You try that and I’ll puke all over you,” I told Boyd. “God’s honest truth—you make me sick and you saw all those hot wings I ate. If you want them in your hair, you just go on and try it.”

Boyd made a face.

“Nasty little bitch, ain’t she?” he remarked to McCain.

“Oh, don’t you worry—I’ll teach her some manners soon enough.” McCain’s piggy eyes were crawling all over my body—I swore I could feel them leaving trails of slime, like slugs wherever he looked at me.

“I’ll puke on you, too,” I warned him. “You’ll be fucking sorry if you try anything with me!”

He gave a nasty chuckle.

“Puke if you want to—I don’t care. I’ll have you on your hands and knees while I breed you in my Fur Form, you little bitch. Won’t matter what you do because I’ll be behind you.”

His words sent another wave of despair over me but before I could think of a comeback, a bright set of headlights was shining in my eyes and the rumbling of a powerful engine could be heard.

“Looks like the boys are here, Chief,” Boyd remarked.

I covered myself as best I could as the headlights dimmed, revealing a huge black, wide-body truck that had been jacked up so high you’d practically need a ladder to get into it. The front of the cab was filled with jostling, swearing, laughing men and a bunch more were riding in the truck bed.

“Whoo, boys! Gonna get some pussy, tonight!” a deep voice shouted, which provoked an answering round of shouts and whoops from the other men jumping out of the enormous truck.

“All right now, boys—settle down. Settle down.” McCain stepped forward importantly, eyeing them. “Who’s here for the Open Breeding tonight—we got all the Alphas in the pack?”

“And then some, Chief.” A man with a scruffy black beard stepped forward. With a shock, I recognized Bobby Aiken—I had gone to high school with him. He’d been a big deal because he was on the football team.



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