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The Alpha's Doe

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Dorothy met Ace when they were only six years old. And ever since then, they have been inseparable. Best friends, attached at the hip. But what happens when Dorothy starts to develop strong feelings for her best friend? Or when her best friend starts to touch her in a more intimate way-a way that makes her head spin-without providing her with any sort of explanation? Or, oh yeah, when her best friend turns into a huge snarling wolf and claims she's his mate? Well, I'll tell you what happens-things get complicated.

Romance / Erotica
Annie Whipple
4.9 74 reviews
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I was six years old the day I met Ace.

I was on a cruise with my family in the Bahamas. Back then, it was just me, my mom, and my dad. Joe, my stepdad and all of the kids that came with him, didn’t come until much later.

I remember being happy. It was the first vacation we had ever been on and my parents had saved up for a really long time. We didn’t have much money so this was a huge luxury.

We were in the pool-laughing, splashing around, and having contests to see who could hold their breath the longest. That was the summer I learned how to swim, so I practiced swimming back and forth from my mom to my dad, basking in how proud they were of me. They were always so busy when we were home-I barely ever got to see them. After school every day, I went straight to daycare and wouldn’t see them until late. We got to spend weekends together, but I never had their full attention on me. It wasn’t as if they were bad parents, they just had busy lives.

So this vacation was a dream come true.

We had been on the ship for less than a day when Ace and his family came along. We dropped our stuff off in our room, put on our swimsuits, and went straight to the pool.

My parents were tossing me back and forth in the water, throwing me high up in the air so that I landed with a splash. I was giggling so hard my stomach hurt.

My dad had just pulled me into his arms and was getting ready to toss me again when Ace appeared next to us. My dad paused, looking at the little boy who just stood there, staring at me, breathing deeply like he was having some sort of asthma attack or something.

Ace had always been breathtaking-even as a child. There was something about him that just drew you in and made you stop and look no matter where you were or what you were doing. You could just tell he was special.

Ace had short, brown hair and piercing, dark blue eyes-so dark that they almost seemed purple. I remember immediately being captivated by them. They made me feel like I was in a trance, as if he had hypnotized me with just one look. I stared back at him, my breath caught in my throat.

Without saying a word, Ace grabbed my arm and tugged me away from my father. I was too transfixed to do anything. So I allowed him to pull me away. At the time, it didn’t seem odd that this stranger was just pulling me away from my parents without explanation. It felt natural almost-like that was what we were meant to be doing. But looking back on it now, I was still confused by the whole situation.

After his startling blue eyes, the next strange thing I noticed about Ace were the sparks. Everywhere he touched me, little pleasurable pops of electricity appeared. I looked down at our interlocked hands in confusion.

“Um, excuse me, young man.” My father stepped forward. He put a hand on my shoulder, causing me to take a small step back. Still, Ace didn’t let go of me. “Just what do you think you’re doing with my daughter?”

Ace’s eyes narrowed on my father. “No,” he stated. Then he tugged me so hard that my father was forced to let go of me and I went crashing into Ace’s chest. Ace wrapped his arms around me and turned his body away from my parents almost as if he were shielding me from them. “Mine.”

That was the first of many, many times I would hear Ace say that about me.

My father’s brows tugged together. He obviously had no idea what was going on. My mom looked just as worried. I should have felt worried too but I didn’t. I was too taken by the boy in front of me.

I put my cheek against his shoulder, wanting to feel the sparks on my face. I giggled when they danced along my skin. They felt funny.

Ace looked down at me. Some emotion I couldn’t quite make out sparkled in his eyes.

Two people I didn’t recognize stepped in front of Ace and me, acting as a barrier between us and my parents. I would learn later that they were Ace’s mom and dad. They started speaking with my parents, holding their hands out when my mom tried to step around them to get to me. As hard as I tried to make out what they were saying, there was too much noise going on around us for me to hear anything.

Ace ignored them, taking my hand in his once again and continuing to drag me away. My attention was immediately drawn back to him as I forgot all about my parents calling after me.

“Hey,” I said to him. I looked down at where he was touching me. The sparks were getting stronger. “Hey, how do you do that?”

I tried picking up our hands to inspect them, but Ace didn’t seem to take it that way. He tightened his grip and turned around with a glare taking over his already hard features.

“Don’t pull away from me,” he snapped.

I swallowed. “I wasn’t. I just wanted to know why your skin is electrocuting me.”

Ace finally stopped walking when we were on the other side of the pool, away from most people. He turned to look at me, never letting go of my hand.

“It’s because you’re mine,” he said as if it were the most obvious explanation in the world.

My brows knit together. “Uh, what do you mean?”

He didn’t answer me. What he did do, however, was stare at me. And then continue to stare at me. And then stare at me some more.

“Um, okay, I think I’ll go back to my parents now,” I murmured. I was surprised to find that I didn’t like saying that. I didn’t actually want to go back to my parents. I just didn’t know what else to do in the situation. I glanced back at my mom and dad. They were still talking to the two strangers. Their eyes never strayed from me for too long though.

“No,” Ace said once again. “You’re going to stay right here. With me.”

I blinked. “Did you want to play or something?”

Once again, Ace didn’t respond.


“What’s your name?” I asked.

“Ace. Ace Stoll.”

I smiled. I was finally getting somewhere with this dude. “I’m Dorothy! But everybody calls me Doe.”

For the first time since he dragged me over here, Ace’s scowl disappeared and a small smile formed on his lips. “My Doe.”

I gave him a funny look. “What’s that supposed to mean? Why do you keep calling me yours? ”

The scowl reappeared. “Because you are mine.”

“Your what?”

He didn’t respond.

I sighed. This guy was weird. “Well, um...” I looked around, glancing once more back at my parents.

I turned back to Ace when I felt him use the hand that wasn’t still holding mine to pick up a piece of my wet blonde hair. I sucked in a quiet breath. He was extremely close to me all of a sudden. Ace paid me no mind as he examined the hair closely, twisting it between his thumb and pointer finger. After a second, he dropped it and looked back up at me.

Feeling a bit awkward, I continued talking. “Do you know how to do an underwater handstand?”

Ace regarded me with a blank expression. “No.”

“I do!” I said happily. “I’m actually pretty good at them. And I can hold my breath for a really long time. Wanna see?”

Ace didn’t respond for a few long seconds. I shifted uncomfortably.

Finally, he said, “Okay.”

My face lit up with a grin. I took a step back, ready to show off my skill, but paused when Ace glared and tugged me back to him, tightening his hand on mine.

“Um...” I laughed nervously. “I kind of need both my hands to do the handstand.”

I could feel a blush rise up my chest. Ace’s eyes followed the color as it spread up to my neck and on my cheeks. I suddenly felt embarrassed. At school, when two kids held hands, it meant they liked each other. Did Ace like me? Like-like, like me? My blush deepened. I didn’t want Ace to like me like that. I thought boys were gross.

Ace’s jaw clenched. After a few more seconds, he released my hand. I sighed in relief.

“Get ready to have your mind blown,” I said, taking a step back.

And then I dunked my head under the water.


That vacation soon became the Ace and Doe vacation. We spent every second of it together. We played and ran around and swam in the pool. Our parents were always nearby and usually chatting, although I never knew about what. I remember seeing my parents’ concerned expressions but never paid much mind to it.

I liked being around Ace. He was fun to hang out with even though he didn’t talk a lot. I would talk his ear off for hours and he would just sit there and listen, looking thoroughly engrossed in everything I was saying. Later on, I would hear my mother say we balance each other out, and I could see why. He was calm and quiet, while I was hyper and loud. We mixed well together. He followed me everywhere I went, watching my every move as if I were the most interesting thing in the entire world. I loved the attention.

After a while, I got used to the sparks I felt whenever I touched him. They never hurt. In fact, they felt good. Which is why I didn’t mind that Ace liked touching me all the time. Usually, he just held onto my hand as we walked around the ship, two peas in a pod.

The first night, after it had gotten late, Ace had refused to leave my side to go to bed. He got so upset that I actually got a little scared.

His parents suggested that they let us sleep in the same room-like a sleepover, but my parents were very against it. Ace glared at them and shoved me behind his back, refusing to leave me even when my father tried to force me out of his hold.

And then Ace bit him.

I still remember my father’s shocked face as he snatched his hand back.

Unsurprisingly, Ace got his way. Even as a six-year-old, he somehow still managed to be intimidating.

Ace slept in my and my parents’ room that night, sharing the second queen-size bed with me. He did the same the next night and the night after that. We didn’t spend a single minute away from each other during the entire cruise, except for when one of us had to go to the bathroom or take a shower.

As weird as I thought the whole situation was-and I knew it was weird, even as a kid-I was secretly happy. I really liked my new friend. I really liked being with him. I liked that he listened to me with undivided attention and went with me on all of my adventures without hesitation. Sometimes I would catch him smiling while he watched me and I knew he liked hanging out with me just as much as I did him.

My parents spent a lot of time talking to his parents during that vacation. I remember watching them while Ace and I did arts and crafts on the pool deck as they sat at a table, his parents and mine, and chatted. I remember my mom crying. My dad pounded his fist down on the table.

Ace put his hand on my shoulder, drawing my attention back to him.

“Do you not like the page you’re coloring?” he asked me, motioning to the coloring book in front of me that I hadn’t touched for the last five minutes. “We can get you another one. Or we can go swimming if you want. I know you like swimming. I have a huge pool at my house that you’ll really like when you come over.”

I looked at him. “I thought you said you lived in Colorado.”

“I do.”

“I live in Massachusetts.” I suddenly felt sad for some reason. “I would have to take a plane or something to come visit you. It would take, like, a billion hours.”

“You’re moving into the house next to mine,” Ace responded, his tone tense. “You’re going to come back to Colorado with me. No more Massachusetts.”

I was just about to tell him he was wrong when my mother’s voice interrupted me. “Doe,” she said. My father was beside her. “Come on. Let’s go back to our room.”

I stood. “Can Ace come?”

“I’m coming,” Ace cut in behind me. He pushed out of his chair and took his place at my side.

“No, we’re going to go talk on our own,” my father responded.

A strange yipping noise sounded next to me. When I turned to look at what had made the noise, I noticed that Ace’s parents were suddenly next to him, each with a hand on his shoulders.

“Calm,” his mother said in a soothing tone. “Take some deep breaths.”

Ace’s teeth were bared and his fists were curled into balls at his sides. He was glaring at my dad with a look that made me take a step back.

“You’re scaring Dorothy, Ace,” his father said, squeezing his shoulder with his hand.

Ace’s eyes snapped to mine. They bore into me like two black balls, prying at my soul for secrets.

My back hit my mother’s front. I hadn’t even realized I had been moving away from him.

“You’ve got about half an hour. We can’t keep them away from each other for too long after they just met. My son is already upset as it is,” Ace’s dad said, speaking to my parents.

My dad nodded. He eyed Ace warily as he pulled me and my mom toward the exit.

They took me back to our room and sat me down on the edge of the bed, then sat down on the bed across from me.

“What’s going on? Why is mom crying?” I asked, noticing my mom’s tars for the second time that day.

My parents exchanged glances.

My dad was the first to speak. “We wanted to ask how you’ve been feeling. Are you having a good vacation?”

“Yeah, it’s been really fun. We should go on a cruise for our next vacation too!” I responded.

“And have you enjoyed hanging out with Ace? You...like him?” my mom asked.

I warm sensation filled my chest at the mention of my new friend. “I really like him. He’s my new best friend. I wish we went to school together.”

They looked at each other once again.

“Do we really have to go home tomorrow?” I asked them. “Can’t we stay for a few more days?”

“Actually,” my dad started, “you and your mom aren’t going to go home to New York just yet. You’re going to go with the Stolls to Colorado.”

“What? Why?”

My mom knelt down in front of me, taking my hand in hers. “It’ll all make sense later, sweetheart.” More tears fell from her eyes.

“What about school?” I continued. I loved school and was excited to go back and see my friends again and show off my tan.

“You’re going to go to a new school in Colorado for a little while.”

“But I don’t want to go to a new school,” I exclaimed, feeling tears forming in my own eyes now.

“I know, honey,” my mom said. She squeezed my hand. “But you’ll like your new school.

“What about my friends? What about Marta?” Marta was my best friend from home.

My dad knelt down too. “You’ll make new friends. And you can still call Marta any time you want.”

“And you’ll have Ace,” my mom added. Her smile didn’t quite meet her eyes. “You’ll be at the same school as him and in the same class. We got it all planned out.”

I sniffled, wiping my tears. “Really?” I asked. My throat felt thick. “Can I go tell him?”

I wasn’t sure why I was suddenly so desperate to go see Ace, but I was already on my feet walking toward the door before my parents even had a chance to respond.

I swung the door of the hotel room open, only to find Ace waiting on the other side. He was pacing back and forth but his head swung up as soon as I appeared.

“You won’t believe it!” I exclaimed. “You were right! I’m moving to Colorado!”

Ace’s lips turned up into a contagious smile.

The next day, the rest of my life began-the part of my life that was spent with Ace by my side.

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