บททั้งหมดของ Pregnant For My Alpha Lord: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

2AspenI chewed my bottom lip, trying to find a parking spot for our old truck in the lot of Duke’s Bar. The building was the only place big enough to host pack events besides the prison, but the lot was already almost full. It wasn’t the urgency in Alpha Derek’s tone that had me worried. It was that he never bothered to call all the lower ranking wolves to meetings and I usually avoided all pack functions like the plague. My position in the prison kept me from having to interact with a lot of my pack on a day-to-day basis.And I really didn’t like this pack.I finally found a spot near the sagebrush in the field across the street from the bar.“Leave it. I can walk.” My papa growled as I moved to get his wheelchair out of the bed of the pickup truck. I didn’t bother to argue.But I did frown when he straightened his shoulders as much as he could muster, leaning on the cane to support the weight of a missing leg. I knew it pained him. I could hear his wolf howling and itching some ni

4Ranger“It’s Friday night.” My Beta, Mattox, stared at me as if that was supposed to mean something.“And?” I kept packing my suitcase, motioning for him to hand me the slacks hanging in the mahogany armoire. It, like the rest of the dark wood furniture in my bedroom, was picked out by some designer my sister hired when I took over the McCaw Pack as Alpha.Mattox let out a frustrated growl as he grabbed the pants from the hanger. “It’s the first Friday in Goddess knows how long that you aren’t working. We should be out celebrating,”“Celebrating what?” I folded the slacks and zipped up the suitcase.“I don’t know.” He ran a hand through his hair, messing it up further, as he shrugged. He took that hipster clothing style to a whole new level with his flannel shirt and washed-out jeans. Looking at him now with his trimmed beard and bright blue eyes, you couldn’t tell he was a prized cage fighter back in the day besides the one bump to his nose that hadn’t been set before it healed.I

“Oh my Goddess, I can’t do this.” I stared at the screen in my office. It was the only computer in this prison I had access to that wasn’t on a secured internet.“I’m more concerned with the fact that you’ve never watched the show.” Clara’s small booty was perched on my desk atop the testing materials I had laid out for the week.All this work was going to waste.It never was my dream job anyway.“Hey Teach. You know it’s Saturday, right?” Bishop called out. The guard on duty across the hall locked up the barber shop.“Is he good with you?” the guard asked.I nodded, waving him over.Bishop, the grizzly shifter-slash-barber, was one of my best students. Not academically. He’d failed his GED test four times already. But he was a sweetheart and worked really hard, especially when candy incentives were involved. Ironically, he was in prison for holding up an ice cream parlor.Yes, it was cliché.But I wasn’t going to tell the giant beast of a man with biceps bigger than my head that.Bis

*“I don’t know why you need those.” My papa motioned to the clothes.“I don’t.” I started shoving them back into the trash bag.“Do you need clothes?” He scratched his beard, giving me the strange look he’d given the first time I went into heat when I was eighteen. Like I was some sort of rabid animal and he didn’t know whether to set a trap or run.“No.” I sat on my twin sized bed and put my head in my hands. “Yes? Maybe. I don’t know. I’m not sure I can do this.”“You’re not sure if you need clothes or not?”A laugh rippled through me even though I wanted to cry. “I don’t know if I can do this stupid show. Those females, they…”I took a deep breath and looked up. “I’m not like them.”“How do you know that if you’ve never met them?” He wheeled his chair closer to my bed.“Have you actually seen the show?” I asked. “They’re all candidates from the major packs. Alpha groupies with higher ranks and money to spare on clothes and things. I don’t know why Trenton got an invitation. I don’

Stef laughed, sensing my weakness like the predator she was. “Scared of a little plane ride?”First of all, those were big freaking planes.And second, I knew for a fact that she hadn’t been anywhere further than Junction City like me. We were on the outskirts just past the freeway and I’d only been here once in high school when we took a trip to the planetarium as part of the government mandated shifter/human school integration program.“You’ll be alright.” Jareth offered me a slight nod like he was some sort of world traveler. “Alpha Derek said they paid for first class.”Well, I guess that sounded fancy.Jareth pulled the van to the curb.“They better have gotten us first class.” Stef was checking her reflection and applying lip gloss while holding up the front facing camera on her cellphone.Too late I figured out why.“Stay behind me,” Trenton barked, swinging open the passenger side door.Stef pushed up her cleavage in the low-cut pink shirt she was wearing and blew herself a ki