Alpha's Lover

Carl had a muscle cramp and grabbed his side. He braced himself against the frame, and another man ran over quickly to help him get up. "Carl, are you all right?" asked the young Lycan. He smelled like aroma and something else familiar.

"Yes, sorry, I'm just-" When he turned to look at the third person in the room, he stopped in his tracks. When he saw her, his mouth went dry and he couldn't turn away. Another beautiful woman was sitting next to his sister. She was looking up at him with a look of surprise on her face. Her pouty lips were parted, and her olive-colored skin was smooth. Her cheekbones were high, and her thick, dark eyebrows were arched in a delicate way.

Beautiful eyes that were a mix of blue and green were framed by long, dark, sweeping eyelashes. Even in the harsh light of the kitchen, they seemed to glow. He could smell the faint scent of almonds on her, or maybe it was just in the whole house.

He thought it was likely her house. Something in him jerked, and he heard a low, guttural sound in his chest. What was that all about?

"Hello?" Nancy put her hand up in front of Carl's face and waved it. "Are you feeling ok?"

Carl blinked twice and didn't notice that his sister had stood up and come over to him.

The younger man said, "Why don't I take Carl back to the guest room?"

"No, I'm fine." He looked at the Lycan and said, "Thanks, um..."

"Hi, Carl, my name is Rio," he said. Carl noticed that the younger man had the same face and eyes as the mysterious woman. This made him think that they were probably related. "This is my-"

The doorbell cut him off.

Nancy thought, "That looks like Knox and Dr. Brennan."

The other woman got out of her seat quickly. "I'll get the door then," she said as she rushed past him, careful not to touch him. His eyes kept on her as she walked away.

Nancy crossed her arms and told Carl, "If you feel weak, go back to the guest room." He tried to say something, but she raised her hand. "Uh-uh. You always tell me what to do, but now you're going to listen to me, all right?"

He grumbled, "I'm fine," and stood up straight. "Please don't help me." Rio and Nancy were right behind him as he turned around and walked back out into the hallway. As they got closer to the front of the house, he saw Knox and Dr. Brennan walk in while the mystery woman held open the door.

"Carl!" When Kimberly Mace saw Carl, he called her. "I'm so glad you're okay!"

"Well, that's one way to say it," he said as he rubbed his temples.

Knox gave him a pullover and said, "We have some clothes for you, Darian." He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Glad to see you're okay." Carl thanked him for the sweatshirt and took it, then put it on.

Carl noticed that the mystery woman was short when she stood next to Knox and Dr. Brennan. She was probably two or three inches shorter than her sister. He also couldn't help but notice how well her jeans and t-shirt fit her curvy body. He was slowly remembering everything. He remembered how she pulled him into bed with her soft hand, how her lips tasted, and how her body felt under him. Again, that strange feeling came back, and he felt it all over his body.

The older Lycan asked Carl, "Are you all right?" "Your eyes are still very big."

"Uh, I think I'm still getting better," he coughed.

Dr. Brennan turned to the woman and shook his head. "Donald, thanks for helping out. Would it be too much if we stayed a little longer so I could look at him?"

The back of Carl's head shot up in surprise. He thought to himself, "Donald." Oh, shucks. He felt like a horny fool, lusting after another man's wife and almost hitting her. He also said that another Carl was Donald. He remembered that she liked his kisses and touches, and that she even unbuttoned her jeans when his hands wouldn't work. It didn't matter any more. He never slept with married women, especially not the wives of other men named Carl.

She said, "Of course." "Please take your time, and don't worry, it's not a bother. I'm just glad. Carl isn't in too much pain. Come with me to the living room."

"Thank you, Mr. Trump." The doctor then looked at Carl. "Let's check you out."

Everyone went into the living room, where Carl sat on the soft, comfortable couch. Dr. Brennan got on his knees in front of him and opened his medical bag. He took out his flashlight and stethoscope.

He gave Carl a quick exaHilarytion and took some blood from his arm to put in a vial. "Well, whatever drug you were on seems to be being fought off by your body. "How do you feel?

He said, "Still a little weak, but much better." "Like I'm getting better from being sick."

Dr. Brennan put the small vial away after saying, "Good." "I hope we can find signs of whatever was in your body. In the morning, I'll send these to Dr. Shaw."

"Good," Carl got up and looked at Rio and the other person. "Uh, thank you. To you both and your group. By the way, where is your Carl? If he's around, I'd like to thank him in person."

Rio took a look at the woman and laughed. On the other hand, the woman crossed her arms and looked annoyed at him. "The Carl is right here," she snarled.

Carl looked around like he didn't understand what was going on.

Nancy said in a scolding tone, "Hey, you might still have those drugs in your body." "She is Carl. We are in New Stone Rock."

Carl's face went from looking confused to looking shocked. The woman's eyes got bigger and her face turned sour. "Then I'm sorry, Carl," he said to himself. "I'm. I just assumed."

"That I'm someone's wife named Carl? Because of what I'm called? Like I would just let a stranger-" She stopped and her face turned red.

Even though she was clearly angry, Carl couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was getting, especially when her blue-green eyes flashed. "It was because I was high on drugs. I didn't mean to hurt you, Carl. Not while I'm on your land. I'm Carl. Carl Baker. He put out his hand to say, "Carl, this is the Pretoria Clan."

She cocked her head and looked at his hand, not knowing what to do. "I..." she paused, then took his hand. She had a strong grip, and her skin was soft but a little rough. When she touched him, his arm went tingly, and he felt a strong desire to be with her. She said, "Ellen Brown, Carl to the New Stone Rock clan."

"Nice to meet you, Carl," Carl said as he held on to her hand and smiled his most charming smile. "Thank you for saving me and being so Katie-like."

"It was nothing," she said, pulling her hand away from him in a dismissive way.