Today, I have Amber Kell visiting my blog. Amber is doing all kinds of fun things this month to celebrate her birthday. She’s also giving away tons of prizes. One of her November treats is a free story, broken into 30 parts. Follow the icon above back to her blog for details. I’ve linked it to the November 1st post, so you can start there if you need to see the first installments. This is part 17 of her free story, Accidental Alpha. Be sure to check Amber’s blog through the month so you can get the rest of the story!
Accidental Alpha, Part 17
After laying out all the food and settling in the formal dining room Stanley mother continued their conversation. “So when did you get shifted into a werewolf?”
Stanley choked on his bite of beef. Fenris patted him on the back and handed over a glass of water. “How did you know?”
“Well Sebastian is a werewolf and if your father was arranging a match I figured he’d make sure you were changed too.” She gave his father a baleful glare.
He put up his hands in self-defense. “Now Millie I was only thinking of the boy.”
“Uh, huh and not that pile of cash Sebastian must have offered you for our son.”
Wow, he’d never seen his father blush before. It was kind of disturbing.
“I want to see him settled.”
“I am old enough to make my own decisions. I’m not a boy any more,” Stanley protested. Listening to his parents arguing made him feel about seven.
His father turned to him. “You need to find a permanent mate and stop going to all those dance clubs.”
Stanley set down his fork and took a deep breath. “What are you talking about? I’ve gone to maybe six night clubs in the past three years.”
“You were at one last Thursday,” his father stubbornly insisted.
“And how would you know?” His mother asked the question burning on Stanley’s tongue.
“I have you followed, okay. You always pick the wrong men.”
“Is that what happened to him,” a light went on in Stanley’s head.
“Who?” his father grumbled.
“The guy I went to dinner with last night. He never came back from the bathroom. I thought he was just a jerk. Tell me you had nothing to do with it.”
“Ouch,” his father jerked. “Millie, you kicked me.”
“I can’t believe you did that,” she scolded blithely ignoring his indignation. “I told you Stanley has to meet a few men before he finds the right one.”
“Like he’s going to meet someone proper in a sleazy club,” his father scoffed.
“You can stop worrying. Stanley has someone now,” Fenris’ voice was one step above a growl.
His father raised one eyebrow. A move which meant he was gearing up to say something that will completely drive Stanley insane.
“And what makes you think you’re good enough for my son,” he said in icy tones. “Dammit Millie stop kicking me.”
“Then stop being an ass. Fenris seems like a nice boy. What is your last name dear?”
Stanley jerked around to face Fenris. “You have a last name?”
Fenris laughed, breaking the tension of a moment ago. “Of course I have a last name, I’m not Madonna.”
“Then what is it?” Stanley couldn’t believe he didn’t know something so basic about the guy who claimed to be his mate.
Stanley knew from the way Fenris bit his lower lip he wasn’t going to like the answer.
A chill went up Stanley’s spine.
“Yeah, your sweet boy is related to one of the biggest crime families in the city,” Stanley’s father said.
Huh, his mother could growl too. Maybe it was a family trait.