The Alpha's Choice: A Paranormal Werewolf Romance (Roadside Angels Motorcycle Club Book 3) by Kathryn Thomas Page B

went on, “Tamara is my life, Bear.  I know you won’t let me down.  You never have.”
     
    Bear stood up, draining his glass.  “I’ll set a watch around the house.  The boys will come over in the morning, as usual, and they’ll watch the ranch while I escort Tammie back home.”
     
    “Without her knowing,” Lex reminded him.  “We don’t want to take the chance that any of Lancaster’s men has been set to watch her and sees you with her.”
     
    “I remember.  Maricia will be with me to throw them off the scent.  And as she doesn’t smell like a shifter, they’ll just assume she’s human.”
     
    Lex studied his friend’s face for a minute and smiled when Bear asked, “What?”
     
    “I don’t know.  I just have a feeling…”  He let his voice trail off, then added, “Anyway, by the time Tamara gets back, I’ll be on the way and will contact you when I touch down.  No one knows what time I’ll get there, and the plan is to get there and do a little reconnoitering before I ‘arrive.’  Once I know who has been sent to get me, I’ll put the rest of the plan into motion.”
     
    “You just be careful,” Bear cautioned him.  “I don’t wanna have to go all Kodiak on anyone’s ass.  It’s very exhausting!” Both men laughed, and then Bear said, “You should go say goodbye now.  You know how long that can take.”  His smile was amused, but his eyes were sad at the same time.  Lex knew he was remembering his own last goodbye to the mate he never saw alive again.
     
    Tammie was on her side when he got to his room, her face turned up, her limbs loose and boneless.  She was naked, and the sheets he had pulled over her were in disarray around her, as though she had been thrashing about.  He sat beside her on the bed, reaching over to smooth the hair away from her cheek.  She stirred and mumbled in her sleep, only opening her eyes when he leaned over to kiss her.  She smiled at him and turned in the bed till she could wrap her arms around his neck loosely.
     
    “Hey,” he said, toeing off his shoes and lying beside her, never letting her let go of him.  “Feeling better?”
     
    “Much,” she answered.  “Thanks for the push.  I did need some rest.”
     
    He wondered if she knew how true her words were—though he didn’t react to them in any way.  Instead, he focused on the things he needed to say to her.
     
    “I’ll be leaving soon, honey.  I wanted to see you before then, to hold you again.” 
     
    He rolled to his side, pulling her into his arms, and brought his lips to hers as their legs tangled together.  She tasted so good to him.  Every kiss was better than the one before.  Her arms held him tightly, and she rolled him to his back so she could lie on top of him, still kissing him back and moaning in muffled bursts of sound.
     
    “Are you all packed?” she asked, breaking the kiss and gazing down at him with deep emotion.
     
    “Yes.  Are you?”
     
    “Yes.  I’m leaving at nine to be on the noon flight back.”
     
    “I’ll miss you, honey.  I’ll call you as soon as I can, I promise.  And as soon as you get home, you call me, okay?  Promise me.”  He smoothed her cheeks again and waited until she gave him the promise.
     
    “I promise.  Are you going to be this anal always?”
     
    “This what?”  He grinned at her.
     
    “You heard me.  Anal, as in anal retentive, as in tight-assed.”  She chuckled at him and waited for his reply.  When he said nothing and just kept grinning at her, she shoved him in the arm and said, “Well?  Are you?”
     
    “I have been called many things, and so has my ass.  Tight, however, is new.”  He laughed out loud when she slapped him on the arm.
     
    “And that is no answer, which I take to be a yes.  Good to know.” 
     
    He sobered quickly, adding, “Where your safety is concerned, Tamara, I will always be the Alpha.”
     
    The thought of what that meant sobered her, as well.