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Grace Shaw is on the run from her crazy ex-boyfriend. Little does she know she'll head straight into the arms of a real wolf. She just wants to be left alone, but there's no reasoning with an alpha male werewolf who insists she's his mate.
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I was listening with half an ear until something my brother said caught my full attention.
“You did what?” I growled. There was no way I’d heard him right, so I had to have missed something.
“What the fuck was I supposed to do, Hunter?” he asked. “I tried telling her no, but I could smell the fucking fear on her. She reeked of it and you know how I am about women in distress.”
“It’s gonna bite you in the ass someday, too,” I warned him. “Like today when I’m forced to kick yours because you know damn well that we don’t hire outsiders.”
“I know,” he grumbled. “But I told her it’s a trial run tonight. She can come in, make some tips, and then hit the road if it doesn’t work out. It’s not like I promised her the job or anything.”
“Which part of ‘we don’t hire outsiders’ do you not understand? You know what’s at stake, and I don’t like the idea of putting the pack at risk for some chick we don’t even know.”
“I’m asking for one shift, bro. Do me a favor and let her work today. She’s gonna be here any minute. Maybe we’ll get lucky and she’ll be the perfect match for one of the guys. Problem solved, right? She was hot even though she’s a tiny thing,” he tried to reason with me.
My brother was a sucker for a woman in trouble. All they had to do was bat their eyelashes at him and he wanted to save them from all their troubles. Be their fucking knight in shining armor or something.
“Fine. I’ll give her today, but that’s it. Emotions will be running close to the surface soon, and you know it’s harder to hide what we are from outsiders this time of the month,” I conceded, which was a lucky thing for the girl in question, because without my approval, she’d be out on her ass no matter what my younger brother had told her earlier.
“Thanks,” he was saying as I tuned him out because the beast inside me suddenly pushed for control. I reined him in as hard as I could and was surprised by how difficult it was. He pushed against the bond again, wanting out. Now.
Then a pure, sweet scent drifted my way and my wolf wanted to know where it was coming from so he could roll around in it. Parker was looking over my shoulder with a welcoming smile on his face. A growl crept up my throat at the flirty gleam in his eyes as I turned to see who had caught his attention.
She was the opposite of any woman I’d ever fucked in the past. Everything I’d thought I would never want. Her tiny frame looked practically breakable by human standards, let alone a wolf’s. I had to be at least a full foot taller than she was and more than a hundred pounds heavier. She looked nothing like our she-wolves, who were tall, lithe and athletic. But even though she was small, she had curves that were just begging to be touched.
Licked.
Sucked.
Bitten.
Her full breasts strained against the red fabric of the T-shirt she was wearing, the one with my brand stretched across her chest. The only thing that even remotely resembled the women of my pack was the long, brown hair that flowed down her back and the brown eyes that blinked up at me. But even those were better somehow. Her hair gleamed in the sun that streaked through the windows and her eyes held a softness I was unaccustomed to seeing. They also flashed with awareness as chemistry arced between us. I heard her breath hitch as a blush crept up her neck and spread across her cheeks.
She ducked her head for a moment and took a deep breath before she looked up again. Only this time, her gaze didn’t meet mine as she smiled over my shoulder at my brother. The beast inside me, who’d been howling in appreciation as I’d been staring at her, quickly turned to snarling at the sight of her smiling for another man.