Stolen by the Alpha Wolf: Shifter Romance (Accidental Theft Book 1)

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Authors: Charlene Hartnady
the vegetables. Maybe cut an onion into small pieces. You’ll find
knives in the top drawer to your right.”   
    ****
    It
felt weird having a female performing domestic duties in his personal space.
Scratch that, it felt weird having her here period. He couldn’t remember ever
having invited one into his private space. Not that there were many females to
choose from and not that this was his permanent residence.
    It
was complicated, invite a female – Luna – in and suffer the consequences.
Females were wired to want mating and young; and as soon as possible. Although
he was alpha and expected to take a mate, it would have to wait. He wasn’t
ready for such a big step. The pack wouldn’t accept his hesitancy for too much
longer, yet the thought of taking Luna to his bed left him cold. Although she
pushed him constantly, flashing her tail at him at every chance, he got the
distinct impression that it was out of a sense of duty rather than because she
really wanted him.
    Thankfully
Stephany was a vampire, a completely different species. She clearly didn’t want
any of that from him. Unlike Luna. He sighed softly, pulling the innards from
the rabbit’s cavity. Next, using his knife, he removed the creatures head, tail
and paws. With expert precision, he pried away the skin from the neck area and
removed the whole fur in one easy motion.  
    Stephany
had just finished washing the vegetables and had started on the onion. It was a
sorry sight. Most of the onion had been massacred along with the skin, what was
left was in large asymmetrical chunks. When she looked up at him, her nose was
running and her eyes were filled with tears, she sniffed wiping her right eye
with the back of her hand. “I warned you.” She gave him a shy smile and he
couldn’t help but to smile back.
    “Here…”
He walked over and her eyes widened at the blood on his hands.
    Ward
shook his head. “I can’t believe what a baby you are. Aren’t vampires supposed
to be these really badass creatures of the night complete with red eyes and
sharp canines intent on ripping open throats? Leaving devastation in their wake?”
    She
laughed. Fuck . If she was pretty before, she was drop dead gorgeous
right now, runny nose, leaking eyes and all.
    She
was a bloodsucker, he reminded himself. Polar opposites. Enemies . She
was also shy, sweet and a total control freak. In another life, he would’ve
really enjoyed making it his personal mission to make her let go. To watch her
completely unravel and let loose.
    “Ripped
throats, total destruction…it happens,” she said wiping her nose a second time.
    “Not
in your case?”
    She
didn’t respond, so Ward dropped it. He threw away the parts of the rabbit they
didn’t need and made for the basin where he washed the blood and gore from his
hands. “This is the part where I teach you how to make rabbit stew. You’ve
never cooked?”
    She
shook her head. “I live in…never mind.” How did she tell him she was the personal
assistant to one of the kings? That she lived in the castle and wanted for
nothing. She literally lived like royalty.
    “No,
tell me.”
    She
shook her head. “I’m also allowed one or two secrets of my own. You’re right,
there are things that we really shouldn’t know about each other. Especially
since our species are still technically at war.”
    “You’re
right.” He tried not to growl because she had a point, he didn’t have to like
it though.
    “What
should I do next?” she asked, her eyes wide, her eyebrows raised.
    “Hand
me the knife,” he gestured to her hand.
    “I’m
so bad that you’ve already given up on me?”
    Ward
chuckled. “I want to show you how to cut the carrots. I haven’t given up. I
don’t know the meaning of the word. I’ll make a chef out of you yet.”
    She
smiled up at him. “Somehow I very much doubt it.”
    “We’ll
see.” Ward chopped the sad chunky looking onion up finely, throwing them into a
pot with a chunk of butter.

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