Alpha Varsity (Wolf Ridge High #5) Read Online Renee Rose

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Forbidden, New Adult, Paranormal Tags Authors: Series: Wolf Ridge High Series by Renee Rose
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Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 69734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
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The things he did to me.

Is this what you needed, little wolf?

I haven’t been able to stop thinking about him all day. How much I crave his dominant touch again.

Need it.

How I’m afraid to find out who he is. I’d give anything to keep it in the realm of fantasy. A faceless man with an incredible, growly voice who I meet once a month on the full moon run.

Except I’m already dying to see him again. I don’t know how I will wait another twenty-seven days.

I even called Dr. Oakley’s office at lunch today and made an appointment to get birth control. I’m definitely planning on having sex with this guy again, and I can’t risk an unwanted pregnancy. Considering I had no control of myself last night when I was in wolf form, I need to take some precautions.

“But you enjoyed yourself?” my dad presses.

This ass belongs to me. It’s mine to do with what I want.

Oh, fate. I’m getting hot and squirmy right here at my parents’ dinner table. I shove another giant bite of food into my mouth and chew, nodding. “Uh huh.”

I don’t realize for a moment that my mom has stopped eating to stare at me.

I force myself to slow down. Purposely set down my fork.

“You were hungry, weren’t you?”

I pick up my wine glass and drain it. “Unexpectedly so. Sorry to come over here and barge in on your dinner, but I couldn’t even wait to fix myself something.”

“No, we’re delighted to have you any time, darling. I wonder if you’ll fill out a bit now that you’re shifting again.”

Ugh. Now the body shaming stuff. My mom seriously drives me nuts. I work on cleaning my plate.

“You might have just been a late bloomer, and that’s why you were able to suppress your wolf while you were at college. I want you to go and see Dr. Oakley for a full check-up.”

“I already called for an appointment,” I cut her off.

“She’s an adult now, Denise,” my dad chides. “She’s been on her own for years now.”

“I know, I know.” My mom holds up her hand in his direction without taking her eagle eye from me. “Why did you make an appointment?”

I stare right back at her. “Birth control.”

“Oh!” That shocks her into a moment of silence. “Well that’s great. Does that mean you really did enjoy that full moon run?” She waggles her brows. Of course, she’d love it if I found someone here who would make me stick around.

“Ugh.” I stand, taking my cleaned plate with me. “Enough, Mom. Respect my boundaries, please.” I rinse my plate and set it in the dishwasher.

My mom has enough grace to laugh. “All right, honey. I’m sorry. I just care about you, that’s all.”

Oh, I know. She just cares about me in an interfering, overbearing way.

I lean over and kiss her cheek. “Thanks for dinner, Mom.” I kiss my dad’s cheek, too. “Love you both. Bye!”

I cruise out the door before they can grill me anymore.

I’m seriously ready for a second meal. Like that one gave me enough energy to get in my car and drive to In ‘n Out burger for more protein.

That’s what I’ll do. Get a second meal and go back to the school to paint.

Hopefully, I won’t wolf-out again and lose my panties to another idiot student.

Chapter Six

Asher

“Three-day suspension from school, but I still get to play in Saturday’s game,” I report to Abe when he stops by the bakery after practice. I’m pretty sure me playing is against District policy, but football is king in Wolf Ridge. The fact that I’m the star of our defense is probably the only reason I didn’t get a harsher punishment.

“Good. Is that all?”

We’re in the back warehouse where my mom sent me to clean and organize Mrs. Angelson’s supplies. It’s my punishment for being suspended from school.

Not that helping Mrs. Angelson is ever a punishment. The old she-wolf is like a grandmother to me. She’s been my mom’s employer since I was a pup, so Wolf Ridge Sweet Treats is my second home. I’ve been working weekends for her since I was fifteen.

Before I hit puberty and got on the football team, I used to come here every day after school until closing time. Mrs. Angelson would have a warm peanut butter and chocolate chip cookie and a glass of milk waiting for me to take to the corner table where I’d do my homework.

That same table where Carlotta tutored me in math, driving me insane with her jasmine and honey scent. The way she’d tug and twist on that golden moon pendant while she watched me work out a problem.

“No. Alpha Green said one more strike and I’m out.” That’s the part I’m trying not to think about.

I could be thrown out of the pack before I finish high school. Any hope I had–slim though it is–of getting a college scholarship for football would be demolished.


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