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An alpha wolf shifter. A surprise baby. A single mom throws down the gauntlet, making her daughter the target of a rival motorcycle club. Will her former one night stand step up, be a father and a protector?
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Noelle stepped back and shook her head to clear it of disappointment. “Why did you even want to talk if you were planning on walking away?”
“What the fuck do you want from me? I’m no good for a child. I can’t teach her anything useful.”
“Don’t curse!”
Jensen turned to her, eyes flaring gold. “Fuck,” he emphasized with another growl.
“No!” Sienna yelled from the doorway into the kitchen.
Her little shape shimmered and twisted until a black wolf pup shook out of the clothes the little girl had been wearing. She charged into the living room, bit down on Jensen’s jeans, and tugged. Her ears pinned back to her skull and her tail pointed right down to the floor.
Jensen shook his leg with a sharp snarl.
Sienna let go with a high-pitched whine and tumbled over backward in her haste to get away. Paws scrabbled at the floor underneath her until she found her footing and ran, knocking against the leg of the table. Her cup wobbled before falling over.
The steady drip, drip, drip of juice hitting the floor was the only noise for a long second.
Monster. Probably a murderer. Definitely a rough, bar brawling, whiskey shot slinging, ass.
His life wasn’t compatible with hers. His temper wasn’t suitable for children.
Noelle didn’t know what she’d expected. Something better than the last jerk she dated. She’d sworn off men who talked down to her and made her feel small and, because of him, found herself in Jensen’s arms for the night. She wouldn’t let Jensen make her or Sienna feel small, either.
“Look at what you’ve done! Get out. Get out, now!” Noelle yelled in a whisper. She shot him a dirty look over her shoulder and rushed after the little pup. “Sienna, sweetie, it’s okay. He didn’t hurt me. He won’t hurt you. I promise. He’s leaving now.”
She expected the door to slam shut behind her. The footsteps that followed her instead were both surprising and unwelcome.
“Let me try,” Jensen said in a soft voice.
Steel wrapped in cloth, Noelle thought.
“What the fuck do you want from me? I’m no good for a child. I can’t teach her anything useful.”
“Don’t curse!”
Jensen turned to her, eyes flaring gold. “Fuck,” he emphasized with another growl.
“No!” Sienna yelled from the doorway into the kitchen.
Her little shape shimmered and twisted until a black wolf pup shook out of the clothes the little girl had been wearing. She charged into the living room, bit down on Jensen’s jeans, and tugged. Her ears pinned back to her skull and her tail pointed right down to the floor.
Jensen shook his leg with a sharp snarl.
Sienna let go with a high-pitched whine and tumbled over backward in her haste to get away. Paws scrabbled at the floor underneath her until she found her footing and ran, knocking against the leg of the table. Her cup wobbled before falling over.
The steady drip, drip, drip of juice hitting the floor was the only noise for a long second.
Monster. Probably a murderer. Definitely a rough, bar brawling, whiskey shot slinging, ass.
His life wasn’t compatible with hers. His temper wasn’t suitable for children.
Noelle didn’t know what she’d expected. Something better than the last jerk she dated. She’d sworn off men who talked down to her and made her feel small and, because of him, found herself in Jensen’s arms for the night. She wouldn’t let Jensen make her or Sienna feel small, either.
“Look at what you’ve done! Get out. Get out, now!” Noelle yelled in a whisper. She shot him a dirty look over her shoulder and rushed after the little pup. “Sienna, sweetie, it’s okay. He didn’t hurt me. He won’t hurt you. I promise. He’s leaving now.”
She expected the door to slam shut behind her. The footsteps that followed her instead were both surprising and unwelcome.
“Let me try,” Jensen said in a soft voice.
Steel wrapped in cloth, Noelle thought.