McKayla Schutt
- Nov 2, 2018
- 2 min read

We have a BAAAD Alpha Dad over here.

Today We have a little snip it from The Alpha Wolf’s Mate (Necklace Chronicles #4, BAD Alpha Dads)

Hope you're all ready for this... It's a bit naughty.

Ryde rolled over with a growl, his wolf clamoring under his skin. As he turned in the big bed, he felt something warm next to him. He opened his eyes and found himself staring at the most beautiful face he’d ever seen in his life. The female was stunning on a hundred different levels, from her perfect bow-shaped lips to the emerald eyes that blinked at him in confusion. She smelled like wild flowers and sunshine, and his wolf let out a happy growl. The instant connection he felt to her, as if he’d been missing a limb and suddenly found it, meant she was his true mate.

I must be dreaming.

Or dead.

Because he was very certain that he’d gone to bed alone. And he sure as hell wouldn’t have gone to sleep with this sexy female next to him. He’d have stayed up until dawn to make sure they were both sated.

He opened his mouth to say something when she purred like a damn tigress and pressed her lips to his. It took only a heartbeat for him to slide his arms around her and draw her closer, delving his tongue into her mouth. He ran one hand down her back and she arched with his touch, her responsiveness making him crazy. He cupped her ass, taking only a second to appreciate that she was naked, then slid his hand between her legs.

She moaned, her nails scratching their way down his back as she writhed in his hold. He sank a finger into her, marveling at how wet she was as he ran his tongue along hers and sucked on it. His tongue hit something sharp in her mouth and he jerked back from the kiss, tasting blood.

It was then that he saw sharp, pointed fangs in her mouth. He snarled and rolled from the bed, his claws unsheathing from his fingertips.

“Who the hell are you?” he demanded, his beast urging him to climb back into her embrace.

She rose to her elbows, her long blonde hair falling over her shoulders and cascading onto his pillow.

“I could ask you the same thing. And where am I?”

As her gaze moved around the room, his was riveted to her breasts. He hadn’t even gotten to kiss her nipples.

Damn it. Focus!

“You’re a vampire. How did you get into my room?”

He slashed the air with his claws and let out a low growl. He felt positively torn in half. Part of him wanted to throw her out of the house, but the larger part of him – the roaring, demanding wolf – wanted her to stay right where she was, in his bed.

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