Ch 4 A Wolf in a Human World

Alpha Paul Spane

It would be fair to say that Alpha Paul Spane's good looks was stopping traffic. Every woman with a pulse was pausing in her tracks to take a look at him. It was obvious that none of them had seen a man as gorgeous as the man in front of them. Standing nearly seven feet tall and muscles cut to perfection, he was certainly a sight to behold.  He walked past the women, giving them a brief smile. He was flattered by their attention. Yet, not at all surprised by their reaction. His appeal was known to everyone in and out of his world. Females would give anything to have him to lay with them for a few hours. It was not arrogance that made him think the way he did. It was simply the truth. The fact was that he could have any woman that he wanted. Well, almost any woman. The woman that he wanted more than anything in the world was out of reach for him. It frustrated him to no end.

The one woman that he wanted and haunted his dreams was not his for the taking. Her hazel eyes and long hair followed him everywhere that he went. She was in his dreams and in his thoughts. Sometimes he felt that she was the air that he breathed. Yet, she belonged to another.  He shook his head. There he was fantasizing about someone else's mate again. Enza Spane..even her name felt like it should be attached to his. But it wasn't attached to him. She had the last name Spane because she was his cousin's mate. Not just any cousin, but Andre. Andre was his best friend, beta and right hand. Yet, he could not control his feelings. It took everything in him to control himself around her.

He did not see her the same way that he saw other women. The women that he spent time with was for only two reasons. They were only to warm his bed and release his frustration. He wanted so much more from Enza He desired to claim Enza as his own. If she were his mate, she would be his first priority. Of course, he would bed other women, but she would never be lacking anything. He could not promise any woman fidelity. He saw the mate link as overrated. Only the weak men that were not used to getting females went crazy over the mate link thing. That could never be him. But Enza..there was something special about her. He would not call it love. Yet, just the thought of her made his pants tighten with desire.  He could always remember her sweet scent. Some days the scent was stronger than others, but even the slightest whiff drove him crazy. Too many times he had wondered if she was his mate. Yet it was always something missing in the connection. It was almost like a reflection one would see in the mirror. Maybe a premonition of something he was going to feel, but that made no sense at all.

He did not have the gift of foresight. No pure-bred werewolf did. He had often wondered if Enza could have more than one mate. That would explain so much. It would explain his attraction to her. It would also explain the intense jealousy that he felt whenever her mate touched her. He chuckled to himself. He was never one to believe in fairytales. The simple fact was that the Moon Goddess only gifted one mate to each werewolf. It was even extremely rare that she would gift someone a second chance mate. Yet, one would think that mates were given out a dime a dozen if they watched the sappy shows that women in his family chose to watch daily.

He needed a distraction. He even thought of bedding a human woman. Desperation was what he was feeling now. He had never considered a human woman. They were all so frail and covered in artificial scents. He craved a she wolf that made a werewolf work for their affections. No bed of a human woman would make him forget his attraction to his cousins mate. It would be best to concentrate on the reason why he was here. Hopefully, the shop would be open today. He did not want to spend another day in the human world. He picked up his pace to get to the store.