Jacks, Marcy - The Alpha Wolf Kidnaps a Mate [DeWitt's Pack 1] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove)

DeWitt’s Pack 1

The Alpha Wolf Kidnaps a Mate

Alpha werewolf James DeWitt is lonely, but luckily he has just found his mate. Unluckily the young blond man already seems to have a significant other. A dangerous man who poses a threat to  Corey Black's life, as well as James's pack.

James won't give up that easy, and he won't allow his mate to spend another night in the arms of his abuser, even if it means he has to kidnap his mate to rescue him.

But the boyfriend has other plans, and even after almost kill ing  Corey to prevent him from leaving with the enemy, he is determined to hunt down the pair. James must determine if his presence in Corey's life has done more harm than good, and whether or not he should set his mate free before his love destroys them both.

Genre:
 
Alternative (M/M or F/F), Paranormal,

Vampires/Werewolves

Length:
 
28,535 words

THE ALPHA WOLF KIDNAPS A

MATE

DeWitt’s Pack 1

Marcy Jacks

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THE ALPHA WOLF KIDNAPS A MATE

Copyright © 2012 by Marcy Jacks

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THE ALPHA WOLF KIDNAPS

A MATE

DeWitt’s Pack 1

MARCY JACKS

Copyright © 2012

Chapter One

“Fuck. Me,” James DeWitt muttered, the scent of sweet cinnamon  and chocolate teasing the neurons inside his nostrils. The ground  swirled beneath his feet, and for a split second he felt the sensation of  falling.

He’d never experienced these sensations before and only knew  what they were by stories he’d heard from his elders as he reached the  age of majority for his species and needed to have “The Talk.”

James had just caught the scent of his mate.

A pair of fingers snapped under his nose. “Yo, James. You all  right?”

No, he wanted to say, but that would have been admitting to  weakness. He was alpha, and if he wanted to keep that position, he  wasn’t going to open his mouth and say that his stomach wanted to  evacuate the club sandwich he’d just eaten.

Instead, he just said, “I’ve scented my mate. Keep an eye out for  anyone who looks  ”…

He couldn’t even finish. What  did his mate look like? He had no

clue. The bar was packed, and not because there was a party. Neither  James nor his right-hand man would have been able to tolerate the

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smells of too much perfume from women looking to find someone to  warm their beds for the night. No. It was the middle of the day, and  lunch rush had commenced in the diner side of the bar. This group of  consumers all consisted of men and women out on their coffee breaks

or just coming in for something cold to drink on a hot day.

That’s when  he noticed, and his heart sank.

“Uh, James?” Mickey asked.

“I see it.” Almost every single patron in the bar was paired off as a  couple. Fan-fucking-tastic.

James and Mickey had come in for something cold to drink and  quick to eat after a hot run through the woods of Washington DC. If  James’s mate had come in after James had, he would have caught the  scent immediately. No, whoever it was that James was locked onto  had already been in this bar, the scent mingling in with that of the  many other human bodies in such a small space. Likely, it had been  the ceiling fans to push the scent in James’s direction. Now he had it,  and he couldn’t leave until he did something about it.

“How are you going to find out who it is without freaking out the  humans?” Mick asked from behind the neck of his bottle of root beer,

shaped and colored to look just like a beer bottle, oddly enough. His  voice was low to keep out of the ears of the twenty-some odd humans  in the bar, but loud enough that it would carry to James.

“I’m thinking on it,” James said. He and Mickey both spun around  on their bar stools, leaning casually back against the polished wooden  bar, their food forgotten.

Then an idea popped into his head. He signaled over the barmaid,  a woman in what appeared to be her midforties, and, even though he  was jittery as all hell on the inside, politely asked where the bathroom

was.

“Just down there,” she said, pointing with a long red fingernail  toward the back of the bar that narrowed down into a thin hallway that  would barely allow James to walk down it without slouching or  walking sideways. Sometimes being as large as he was really was a

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nuisance.

The sign above read Bathrooms clearly in bright-red font, as though he could have missed it.

The woman keeping order behind the bar didn’t make any snide comments on James’s reading skills, likely out of fear of his sheer size.

Smart of her. He wasn’t in the mood.

Before she could lean back all the way, he inhaled deeply, taking in the woman’s scent, confirming she was not the one James was looking for.

That was a shame. James didn’t get the scent of another human off her. The only single person in this whole bar and she wasn’t the one he was looking for.

“Thanks,” he said, getting up from his stool, stretching and slowly making his way  to the back. With so many people crammed in such a small space, it really was going to be a matter of stopping at the table that gave off the strongest scent.

He passed by a table with a mother, father, and two teenaged boys. No. Not the woman there.

Thank God. The last thing he needed was to get in the way of any real family dynamic. A boyfriend was one thing, marriage and kids…he didn’t know if he had it in him to break up something like

that.

The next booth was the most promising. Four women together

with only one obvious boyfriend, who sat down with his arm around  the waist of the cherry-blonde woman next to him. Very small chance  of him getting someone already involved if the scent was from that  table. Unless the two women sitting so chummy together were, well,  like
 
that
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He inhaled then clenched his jaw in annoyance. No. Not there

either. Fuck.

He needed to hurry this up. His size was attracting attention, and conversations were stopping as he leisurely walked passed booths and