Alpha Heart

By Miriam Becker

Emma never wanted to be a wolf, not since she was bitten so many years ago. She tries her best to suppress the wild nature that’s been forced upon her but she finds it more and more difficult by the day.

 

When she meets Travis, an unexpected surge of attraction rushes through her and she finds herself drawn to him in inexplicable ways.

 

But Travis is more than just a man, he’s a wolf who knows in his heart that Emma is destined to be his. But can Emma find the strength necessary to overcome hatred for her own kind and see the goodness within?

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBook Publishing World
• Release date: Mar 23, 2015
• ISBN: 9781507096888

Book preview

ALPHA HEART

Emma turned the sign to open and headed into the back of the room to begin filling the glass case with the delicious treats she made. The benefit of owning the only bakery in town was that she was the only place selling fresh bread and baked goods. She was just filling up one of the glass counters along the wall when the bell on the front door rung, announcing a customer.

I sure hope you have my éclairs, Emma, announced Mrs. Humphrey. The short and stocky elderly lady made her way into the bakery and took a seat on one of the sofas by the other wall.

Do I ever disappoint you, Mrs. Humphrey? Emma chuckled and handed her the box that was already packed and ready to go. Mrs Humphrey had paid a year in advance for the éclairs she picked up every Thursday.

You’re a kind soul, Emma. Mrs. Humphrey stood on shaky legs, placed the box carefully in her wheelie basket, and shuffled her way back out of the shop. That’s where Mrs. Humphrey was wrong. She wasn’t a good soul, not since that dreadful night almost six months ago.

The bakery didn’t usually pick up until lunch time, so she headed into the backroom that also served as a kitchen. It had taken Emma nearly five years to save the money to open her own shop after she discovered that most bakeries or restaurants wouldn’t employ her because she hadn’t gone to culinary school. Well, look where she was now.

She was wrist deep in dough, when the bell on the door rung again. She managed to remove most of the gooey dough and left the kitchen, wiping her hands on an old towel. She pasted her smile on and headed into the front of the bakery.

How may I help you? Emma could only see the back of the man’s head, but there was something different about him that she couldn’t quite place. She knew he wasn’t from town because she knew everyone in this town and this man most certainly wasn’t one of them.

"I’m just passing through, but I’ve been told Emma’s Bakery is the place to