Reneé glanced at her brother’s sleeping form in the rearview mirror. His light snoring with his mouth gaped, and the dribble of drool on his chin brought a small smile to her face. She couldn't remember the last time, she had a full genuine smile or a laugh that wasn't forced.

Reneé pulled into the parking lot of a shady looking motel, deciding this was where they would sleep for the next couple of days. She wished she could provide a better sleeping place for her little brother, lord knows he deserves it. But this looked to be all that the hot change in her pocket could afford at the moment. 

“Ryan, it’s time wake up”. Reneé reached over her seat gently shaking her brother to wake him.

"Just five more minutes’ mommy, please”, Ryan whimpered in his sleep.

A piercing pain shot through Reneé’s chest, straight to her bruised heart. Ryan still remembers her; he was so young when she died. Reneé would never have thought that sentence would come out of his mouth.

Reneé wiped the stray tear, that leaked from her eyes. Now was not the time to show weakness. Ryan needed her to be strong, she needed to be strong for the both of them. Their mother was their rock, their shelter from the hurt, from the true evils, and now that she is gone, they were left out in the thunderstorm to fend for themselves.

Their grandmother and father weren’t any help, they were the evils their mother tried to protect them from. Reneé and Ryan were treated as their own personal slaves, treated like nothing but common waste, espically towards Ryan. Releasing a frustrated sigh Reneé got out her car after recovering her sleepy brother after successfully attempting to wake him up for the fifth time.

“Come on Ryan sweetie”, Reneé called after her sleep induced brother. His eyes still heavy with sleep as he swayed back and forth, sleep refusing to release his childish body. Reneé held the motel lobby door open for her brother letting him walk in first.

As Reneé stepped inside the building, she immediately regarded the shift of atmosphere. The room was immersed in such an intense energy that Reneé found it hard to breathe. It felt as if the world was caving in around her, ready to wrap her in its hot embrace. Reneé’s eyes raced around the lobby room, questioning where the powerful feeling was developing from, and then she saw…. him.

Reneé’s heart skipped a beat, the feeling of excitement and lust, feelings that she forgot she possessed all came collapsing down on her at once, making her slightly light-headed. The mystery man’s striking gold eyes illuminated his features as stared into her, taking an unspoken claim on her soul.

His face was adorned with the typical straight greek nose, which complimented a pair perfectly shaped lips, lips that were begging to be kissed and sucked, lips that promised nothing but infinite pleasure . A beard covered his no doubt strong jawline. Reneé could nearly feel the rough texture of his beard generating an exquisite friction against her thighs as if he was traveling down south. His hair fell to his shoulders in luscious golden tresses, that her fingers itched to caress.

His body was thick and strong, oozing a dominant aurora, and straight sex appeal. Reneé couldn’t believe the thoughts running through her head. Never in her 22 years of living has she felt this strongly about someone from first glance. Hell for all she knows, this sexy beast of a man could be a fucking serial killer, and her she was in the throes of full out lust.

Reneé averted her eyes, her attraction becoming too strong to keep up the eye contact, and unadulterated lust shining brightly in his eyes. Instead, she directed her attention back to her brother who was on one of the motel lobby couches passed out. Reneé put down their bags and went to the motel clerk to request a room.

“Hello, one room for two, please”, Reneé presented an artificial smile, at the motel clerk who was unabashedly checking her out, She could see the dirty thoughts running through his mind, how he was basically eye fucking her. Reneé could feel the need to heave threatening to spill from her throat.

“Sure thing sexy lady, and to make your stay even better. How about I come over later, and we can kick the brat out have some fun for ourselves”, the motel clerk whose name was Matt proposed flashing a rotten smile. Matt looked to be about in his early forties, with an intense beer gut, and a rapidly retreating hairline.

“Fuck no, not even in your wildest dreams. Not even if you were the last person on earth, I’d kill myself before I would ever let you touch me".

“So just give me the fucking keys before, I beat your ass”. Reneé hissed with venom appalled by his rudeness.

“Oh, you little bitch”. Matt lunged at Reneé with baring teeth, and  a raised hand. Matt probably would have done some harm to Reneé if it wasn’t for the mystery man, who stopped Matt mid attack.  The mystery man towered over Reneé, as he had Matt’s hand in a vice grip.

Mystery man gently pushed Reneé aside, tiny shocks prickling her body from his touch. Reneé would have enjoyed the feeling of his firm hands on her body if it wasn’t for the anger radiating off of him, in vast waves. Reneé actually feared for Matt a tad bit, but only a tad.

Anger was coursing through Alec’s veins, his blood bubbled with malice, and the impulse to kill. This repugnant piece of shit actually tried hit her...HIS MATE. The more Alec thought about it the more powerful his grip on Matt's hand increased. Alec could feel the bones in Matt’s hand starting to give away from the strong pressure, of Alec strength.

"Döda honom Alec, gör det." ("Kill him, Alec, do it.")

 Alec’s wolf howled in his head.

”Han försökte skada ut mate. Nu måste han dö.” (”He tried to hurt our mate. Now he must die)

"Yes, kill”, Alec murmured to himself in a trance-like a state, his nails lengthen to razor sharp talons, piercing the skin on Matt’s hand tearing through his veins and tendons.Matt started screaming in pain and struggling to break free from Alec’s grip. The grip on Matt’s hand increased, the bones in his hands snapping loudly, fragments of bone popped out his skin.

"Ja Alec krossa handen, sedan krossa hans jävla skalle." ("Yes Alec crush his hand, then crush his fucking skull")

“FUCK MAN LET GO OF MY HAND I’M SORRY!”, Matt cried dropping to his knees, the blood draining from his hand, dripping down his arm, and onto the filthy brown carpet that decorated the floor of the motel.

Reneé listened and watched in horror to Matt’s hand being mangled to an unrecognizable appearance. His fingers starting to bend in the opposite direction of their natural order.

Reneé knew she had to do something, as much as she greatly resented the sleaze ball. She felt as though he's undergone enough. Reneé cautiously walked up to the man whose name she has yet to known. She could see his body trembling and jerking. The strong muscles in his back making their appearance through his shirt. The muscles on his arms undulated and tightened as if he was trying to restrain something.

“Hey, I think he’s had enough”, Reneé whispered tentatively placing her delicate hands on his back, electric shocks surged through Reneé, as her hands made contact with his body. She could feel the strain, and violence leave his body, as she rubbed slow circular motions on his back. Alec finally freed Matt's hand, leaving him a whimpering mess, with a disfigured hand.

Alec turned around, bright gold eyes fading to violet meeting dark brown ones.

“I’m sorry about that...I just couldn't stand there and watch him try to hit...my mat...I mean you.” Alec growled out the last bits of his sentence.

 “My name is Alec, and may I have the pleasure of knowing yours.”

 Reneé stared at the man in wonder, he was way more handsome up close. He had a certain wild, untamed ruggedness about him. Reneé could have sworn his eyes were a goldish color earlier, though that could have been the light playing tricks on her eyes, but even now they were an irregular purple color.

“R…Reneé”, she stuttered, just being around his presence caused a thick fog to cloud her mind.

“Reneé”, Alec said each syllable rolling off his accented tongue, his deep husky voice caressing her name. Alec gently grasped Reneé’s hand, the small shocks returning to Reneé, this time, more intense making her gasp from the sensation.

“Vacker”, Alec said in his native tongue, bringing Reneé’s hand to his lips, pressing his soft yet supple lips against it. A low grumbling sound emitting from the base of his throat. Reneé’s eyes ventured to her still sleeping brother, trying to ease the intense sexual tension that was flowing between them.

“Uh, well nice to have met you, Alec, but I have to go now me and my brother have had a long day, and were pretty tired, as you can see.” Reneé pointed at her brother whose body was hanging half off the couch. Reneé tried to leave, after saying her goodbye to Alec, but he was still holding on to her hand. His grip tightening a little bit as she tried to pull away . His face was blank, his eyes looked far off, specks of gold sparkled through his purple orbs.

"Låt inte henne gå Alec hon är vår. Hon kan inte lämna oss"(Don't let her go, Alec, she's ours. She can't leave us).

“Ours...Mine”, Alec growled, his anger resurfacing at the thought of not having Reneé by his side. Yes, he just met her, but she is his mate after all and his need for her was already overpowering. Her presence was like a breath of fresh, and he was ravenous for more.”

“Alec….ALEC?”

Alec’s eyes focused back in on Reneé’s face, she looked concerned, and a bit scared.

“Let go of me please”, Reneé said carefully not wanting to upset him, Alec seemed a little off kilter. It would be just her luck to get stuck with a deranged man, no matter how sexy, or how badly her body ached for him.

“I’m sorry mitt hjärta”, Alec crooned releasing Reneé’s hand.

Reneé tilted her head, smiling tightly at Alec, as she backed away from him, and stepped over Matt’s still whimpering body, to retrieve her motel rooms keys, and waking up her brother who was still sleeping. It amazed her how he could still sleep through all that just occurred, the poor baby must have really needed his rest. Reneé’s picked her brother up, his face resting in the crook of her neck. Reneé threw her backpack with her essentials over her shoulder, with Ryan’s suitcase in her left hand.

“Do you need some help?”, Alec appeared behind Reneé staring at the little boy on her shoulder, jealous that he was touching his mate.

“Oh no thank you though Alec. I’ll see you around sometime”.

Alec watched her leave, lust swelling through his body. Reneé wasn’t what he imagined his mate to look like. He was expecting her to be a wolf for one, for her to be tall and thin, her hair a flaxen color, with bright blue eyes, and her skin the color of porcelain. Instead, she was a gorgeous milk chocolate tone,with  her dark brown eyes slightly resemble Asian features. Her face was a soft round giving her an innocent and young look, her nose was petite yet wide, with a faintly upturned tip, and underneath her nose sat the most desirable pair of lips Alec has ever seen. They were small yet plump and pouty, he couldn’t help but imagine them pressed against his, or what they would look like stretch over his dick.

 Don’t even get him started on her body, she was considerably short compared to his 6’4 height, she looked to be about 5’3, her breast were smaller than what he used to, but would still no doubt fill his hands nicely. Her waist pulled in from her wide hips and thick thighs, and while her ass was big, it wasn’t overly huge. It was just enough for him to grip with the possibility of overflow. Alec groaned in sexual frustration, his mate was everything he desired and more. He was irritated at his wolf, for displaying such an aggressive nature.

“Look what you’ve done. You scared off our mate, now she may never come to us”

“Stop being so absurd, she’ll come back to us. I saw it in her eyes, her want and need for love for protection. For us”

Alec growled in annoyance, hoping his wolf was right. He was absolutely addicted to her, he could still smell her marvelous sent circling around the lobby of the motel. Alec closed his eye and took in a deep breath of her scent. He could feel his heart rate increase, and the hair his body stand. Alec grabbed his suitcase as well and made his way to this room, deep in thought.

“Oh min söta Renee, här kommer jag redo eller inte.”( "Oh my sweet Reneé, here I come ready or not.")