Bad Alpha Wolf: Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Romance

By Selina Coffey

Becky Taylor learned early, trust no one but she forgets that lesson one fateful day when she takes some advice about where to take her first holiday. At 25 Becky has never had a real holiday and she's worked a very long time to get what she has. Drug addict parents made for a bad childhood but Becky has worked to bring herself out of poverty and the life her parents had planned for her, a life she ran away from home to get away from. Now she's camping, learning about a slower pace of life, and things couldn't be better. That is until a black wolf shows up, stalking her through the countryside, injured after a fall that leaves her unable to leave her camping area. Then another wolf and a mysterious man show up. Are they really one and the same? And who is this other wolf? Becky allows herself to trust again, to open herself to love, but then the black wolf returns, bent on revenge and seeking payment for a debt owed. Will Becky survive? Is this stranger that she just met really her hero? She wants the tall, sexy shifter to be everything she's dreamed about and more but can she survive long enough to find out?

 

Author's Note: This ebook contains adult contents and themes, intended for adults only.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lovy Books Ltd
• Release date: Aug 24, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223989912

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CHAPTER ONE

You can have Becky...just bring me a few more hits.

Those were the last words Becky remembered hearing her mother speak. Her mother had been in bed, Becky’s father passed out beside her. She was begging her dealer for more drugs, willing to trade her daughter’s life for just a little more. Her mother was so desperate for another fix that she was willing to trade her blonde haired, blue eyed teenager to a 20 stone drug dealer. Somehow, at 16 years old, Becky managed to run away that day to her Aunt's house. That was nine years ago today. 

Once she'd earned some money, one of the first things she did was dye her hair black. It was not as a symbol of depression, or an attempt to fit in with the crowd, but to take away that angelic look so many men seemed to find alluring. Her hair had turned every shade of the rainbow since then, but it finally landed upon a dark shade of brown.

Her parents were now both in prison on drug charges. They had attempted to smuggle in heroin from Bali, ending any futile attempts either one of her parents made at reconciliation. She had no use for them anyway; they’d only given her life, and then tried to take it away. Today she celebrated her own independence day, and decided that it was time to actually start living.

Becky had worked hard after that day, finishing school, training to be a nurse, and providing for both herself and her aunt Janey. Janey eventually passed away from Breast Cancer when Becky was 21. Becky had learned a lot of hard lessons in life, the first one being you cannot depend on anybody but yourself. Through her own hard work she’d paid off Aunt Janey’s remaining bills, bought herself a car, provided her own home, and had made a decent life for herself. She knew now that she could finally relax, take a little time off, and learn what life was really about. Becky had endured a terrible childhood, but she’d learned through the love of her aunt that life wasn’t always tragic. She was ready now to see what the bright part of life was.

Settling into her dinner in a staff room at the hospital, Becky wondered where she should go. She wanted peace and quiet, to get away from work, her mobile, the internet, all of it. Utter peace and quiet were all she wanted and she thought the country might be the best place to get it. Yes, perhaps a camping trip, she thought.

Oh, hello Dr. Kade, how are you this evening? Becky asked as she heard the door open to the staff room. Smiling at the man, she made room for him at the table and looked at a few travel brochures she had collected over the past few months.

Going on holiday are you, Becky? Dr. Kade asked as he sat down, observing the brochures in her hand.

Yes, I’m just not sure where. Ow, I do wish this pain would go away! Grabbing her jaw she wondered how prawn salad could make her jaw ache so much.

What’s the problem, my dear?he asked. Dr. Kade was in his late 40's, and always insisted on calling Becky my dear. She thought it was an endearing affectation and allowed him the use of it. They often shared the same shifts and dinner times and she’d grown quite fond of the man, though more in a fatherly way than anything. He was always there to give advice and to lend a hand when she needed it.

"I think I have been grinding my teeth at night. It’s making