Frozen by the Alpha (Entangled by The Alpha #2) Read Online Skye Wilson

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: Entangled by The Alpha Series by Skye Wilson

Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 92949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 465(@200wpm)___ 372(@250wpm)___ 310(@300wpm)

Not even an alpha can protect me…
I didn’t think there could be anything worse than teaming up with a headstrong alpha like Eli to investigate a series of shifter disappearances.
Only there is something much worse, and now I’m wishing like crazy Eli was still by my side.
I’ve woken up in some sort of facility. The creepy, experimental kind where nameless scientists are forcing me to do tests.
And I’m not the only one. There are others here too, and I don’t need to be a private investigator to know that we’ve been chosen for a reason—I’ve just got to figure out why.
But first, I need to get out of here, because whoever is behind this doesn’t care if we live or die.
My only hope is that Eli cares about me more than he was letting on and is trying to find me.
And if I do manage to survive, maybe I’ll be brave enough to admit that I don’t hate him as much as I thought…




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“Eli,” I sighed, pressing my head back into the pillow. It was just as luxurious as I’d imagined it — not that I’d have been imagining what it would be like to lie in Eli’s bed with the alpha on top of me or anything. Certainly not. But it was so much better than when we’d simply been side by side. His scent surrounded me, the thick musk of birchwood and leather permeating the air. The silky bedsheets. This close, I imagined I could almost taste it if I shut my eyes.

The alpha hummed and rolled his hips, now fully seated inside of me. My eyes fluttered back open with a sharp intake of breath. I hadn’t even realized I’d closed them. Eli looked down at me with his steely blue eyes, something warm in them as he tipped his head to one side. His fingers were still pressed into my hips.

I knew I’d have bruises there tomorrow. I didn’t care.

Some part of me was even thrilled, electrified by the idea that he’d leave a mark I could look at, well after the deed was done. I stretched out beneath him, rocking my hips up to try meeting his thrusts, but he was having none of it. I could have wrestled him for more control, but there was something captivating about the fact that he was so much stronger than any man I’d ever been with before. So much more powerful.

I’d never even slept with another shifter before, much less an alpha. I hadn’t wanted to. They made me uncomfortable enough that any sexual appeal fizzled out before it went anywhere. But Eli?

He shifted his position slightly as his cock brushed against a sensitive spot buried deep within my core. All lines of thought were derailed, immediately and without fail. I was left blissfully devoid of anything but pleasure, delightful shivers running up and down my spine. Eli was murmuring something into my ear, but he could have been speaking in French or Spanish or Gaelic for all I knew in that moment.

I opened my mouth, but all I could do was whimper. I felt so full, and not just physically (though I had no complaints about that). It was all I could do to grasp at the sheets beneath me and hold on desperately, or I might float away. Get lost to the tides of simply feeling. Being. I’d drift away and never be found again.

My orgasm hit me so powerfully I was pretty sure I might have blacked out — not that I’d admit to as much. Some of Eli’s ego seemed to have been tempered the more I got to know him, but he certainly didn’t need to return to being the alpha who puffed out his chest every time I had an idea that was better than his.

I lay in the sheets, skin damp, panting as I tipped my head. My wolf was practically thrumming, pleased and sated. She’d never felt so close to me, even when Eli and I had shifted together. Were I a little less tired, I might have considered her a little more thoughtfully, but…

I stifled a yawn, a sense of satisfaction blanketing me. I had almost dozed off by the time Eli returned, the mattress dipping under his weight as he gently reached over, cleaning me off with a damp cloth. The chill made my body shiver, the first tendrils of thought starting to return, even though I kept my eyes shut.

“Don’t feel like working anymore, do you?” Eli hummed. I heard the towel plop against the floor as he discarded it, worming his way into the bed.

I was already on my side, and he had no trouble slipping in behind me, pressing his naked frame to mine. Another quiver ran through me when a stray thought crept back into my skull.