Happy Friday everyone!
Today, I have the honor of posting the 18th installment of Amber Kell's captivating free story, Accidental Alpha, on my blog as part of her fun filled month long birthday extravaganza! It is truly an honor to be part of her birthday celebration and I want to thank Amber and welcome all of her amazing fans to my blog.
So, without further ado...here is Amber's 18th installment of Accidental Alpha!!
Accidental Alpha #18
Fenris watched
Stanley’s parents battle for a while though he had no doubt Millie would get
the upper hand. He almost felt sorry for the guy if the Overseer weren’t such
an ass and trying to arrange Stanley’s life in a way that didn’t oppose Fenris’
claim.
“Are they always
like this?” he whispered in Stanley’s ear. The slight shudder his mate gave
over Fenris’ breath against his lobe made Fenris smile. The beautiful man was
putty in his hands. Stanley might be a natural Alpha, but Fenris knew it would
be his job to make sure things ran smoothly for his mate.
“Yeah,” Stanley
whispered back.
Done bickering
Millie turned back to Fenris. “I’m sorry my husband was so rude. You can’t help
what family you were born into. Are you estranged from you family?” Her
sympathetic expression almost made him lie.
“Um, no we’re
actually pretty close,” he said with a rueful smile. “We get together once a
week for dinner.”
The Overseer
stayed silent during the gentle interrogation. Fenris almost wished the
Stanley’s father would jump in and say something to draw attention away from
Fenris.
“Tell me about
them. Are both your parents still alive?”
“Yes, his father
runs a import business and his mother sells drugs,” the Overseer drawled.
Sure now he talks.
“My mother is a
pharmacist, not exactly a cocaine peddler.”
Millie gave him an
apologetic smile. “Sorry about my husband. He hates it when his plans don’t
work. And your father’s import business what does he import?”
Fenris leaned back
in his chair. “Mostly stolen goods. My cousins help him.”
Stanley stared at
him with an appalled expression on his face. “Your father is a thief?”
He bit back a
smile. He really was starting to enjoy himself. “Don’t you want me for a mate
any more dear?” He dramatically batted his eyes at Stanley.
“I guess that
depends on whether you help him or not,” Stanley’s eyes narrowed. For an
adopted child he’d definitely picked up some of his father’s mannerisms.
Fenris bit his
lip. His family secrets weren’t his to share. He’d have to check with his
father firt. “Why don’t you wait for judgment until after you meet them?”
“Why don’t we have
them over for dinner? I love to meet new people,” Millie gushed.
“You like to
interrogate new people,” the Overseer muttered, loud enough for Stanley and
Fenris to hear but quiet enough to be safe from human ears.
“I’m sorry sir, I
didn’t catch that,” Fenris said politely. He’d vow to Stanley later that the
devil made him do it.
“I said that was a
great idea,” the Overseer said with a snarl.
If looks could
kill Fenris would’ve died about ten minutes ago. He gave his father-in-law a
cheery smile before turning to Millie. “I’m sure my parents would love to have
dinner but I should warn you I have two sets of parents. Mine are divorced.”
“Oh,” Millie gave
him a shocked look. “I thought wolves mated for life?”
