The Alpha Train (Christina and Sebastian) novel Chapter 202

Chapter 3

“I’d like to know the answer to that as well,” I male voice that resonates deep into my soul says from behind me.

I turn seeing the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen in my life. He’s got the curly black hair with a wayward curl that is falling over his forehead. He has blue–grey eyes that stand out in his tanned skin. They are so intense that I can’t look away. And he’s wearing a white button- down shirt and black slacks with black loafers. If I had conjured up the sexiest man I could think of, I wouldn’t have come close to this man. He looks like something the Moon Goddess made with her own two hands then breathed him into life.

Now Beta Dorian stands. “Who the fuck are you?”

“My name is Christian Webb,” he says, looking completely

unperturbed that he walked into the middle of a pack argument that has nothing to do with him.

“Well, pup, do yourself a favor, turn around and get out of this pack before you regret it.”

“No,” he says, standing his ground. I’ve heard of men like him, of Alphas like him because that’s exactly what he is, an Alpha. He can’t be much older than I am, but the confidence, the energy emanating off him is unli anything I’ve ever seen or felt before.

“The fuck you say?” Beta Dorian growls.

“Do you have wax in your ears .” he lifts his nose in the air, sniffing, “Beta?”

Chapter 3

Beta Dorian rushes him, ready to attack. The Alpha, Alpha Christian doesn’t move. He stands waiting for Beta Dorian to get close enough and when he does, he throat punches him with enough force that he wheezes and falls to the ground unable to breathe.

“Get behind me.” Shane says quietly.

“He’s just one man, Shane.” I say, just as quietly, watching Gamma

Braden move closer to us.

“One Alpha that just took down our Beta,” he says, shoving me behind him.

I watch as Corey, Dexter, and three other warriors stand and attack the Alpha. He takes out all five of them quickly, easily, and without breaking a sweat. I’m pretty sure I heard noses break, shoulders dislocate, and knees pop out of joint.

He runs his fingers through that curly hair before turning to look at the rest of us.

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