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Series: Werewolves of Wall Street Series by Renee Rose
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Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)

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I’M THE WOLF BORN TO DESTROY HER PACK.
I’ve spent years building toward one goal—bringing down the pack that brainwashed my mother and ordered me dead. It’s my sole focus and I don’t get distracted.

Not when I have dreams of a woman with hair like starlight. Not when I discover she’s an Adalwulf who serves as pack Seeress, my sworn enemy.
Not until I’m alone in an elevator with her and she collapses against me, shaking with a vision only she can see. I wrap my arms around her and hold her through it. Give her a few moments of comfort and disappear before her guards ever see my face.

I should forget her. Instead, I hunt her.
When I learn the Adalwulfs have locked her in a tower—their own seeress, caged like a weapon they can’t control—I turn feral.
Her pack will call it war. She’ll call it kidnapping. My wolf calls it destiny.
Aster is mine.

Big Bad Betrayal is a stand-alone book in the Werewolves of Wall Street series. This enemies to lovers, rival packs inclusivity romance features a Deaf wolf shifter and his psychic fated mate. No cliffhanger, HEA guaranteed

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Prologue

Aster, 12 Years Old

Oma thinks I'm asleep, which is the only reason I hear her order a child’s murder.

As a seeress for the Adalwulf pack, I’m called to use my power for the good of the pack. But on this cold, dark night, I wish I could live as a normal girl. Then I wouldn’t be overhearing Oma, the seeress, plot with the high priest of the Moonborn, the Warden.

I’m curled up in an overstuffed armchair in her quarters, where I’d passed out with an aching head after she put me through a grueling afternoon and evening of training. I woke when the Warden entered, my body coming alert, wary in the presence of a predator, but pretended to be asleep, remaining still and keeping my breath slow.

I work hard to make myself invisible here in the Adalwulf castle. It helps me avoid verbal or physical abuse at the hands of Odin or Aiden. They hate anything they can’t control–and no one can control the Sight. Deep down, they fear and resent our witch-muddied bloodline, even though Oma and I are prized possessions as their pack’s veilwalkers–the Seeresses who can see beyond the veils of reality into the future.

“I had a vision,” Oma tells the Warden.

I can’t see him, but I can sense his aura. It’s grey and thick and oily like putrid smoke. In man form, he’s big and burly, a brutal enforcer. He’s always in war paint–his ice-blue eyes framed in a band of black. It’s supposed to evoke his wolf’s distinct markings. I think he looks like a raccoon. His long, white-blond hair worn with a drastic side-part, makes him look like a mad wizard. Right now, he’s probably taking Oma’s measure. Normally, she would offer her visions up directly to Odin, so the fact that she called the Warden in here and is speaking to him in hushed tones means there’s subterfuge going on.

My skin prickles with warning. Knowledge is power, and secrets are the most powerful of all. I learned that early in my seeress training.

“You need to kill the wolf without ears,” Oma murmurs.

“What did you see?” The Warden’s voice always sounds harsh. Cold and hungry for violence, never sated.

“It is not for you to interpret the visions,” Oma says in the authoritative voice she uses when working with the big egos of dangerous wolves. “I am the Seeress.”

“And I don’t take orders from you.” His voice is as cold as his eyes, and I have to stop myself from reflexively curling into a tighter ball.

I hear Oma pace around the small antechamber to her bedroom. Unlike the wolves who prowl this mansion, her movements are loud and uneven. We’re in the medieval stone behemoth built in the crook of the Adalwulf pack’s pine forest, nestled at the foot of a mountain beside a crystalline lake. There’s electricity and hot water, but Oma insists on living in the dark ages, lighting candles and using the fire for heat. She says fire contains magic, so we must keep it close.

I hear the sound of Oma’s teapot boiling, and she pours two cups of tea. The scent of lavender and lemon balm nips at my nose. She’s stalling. She always pours tea when she’s debating her next course of action.

Oma’s ancient–she won’t tell me exactly how old, but I think it’s over one hundred. She and Odin, the alpha of the Adalwulf pack, are magically bound by a powerful spell. Oma draws power from Odin’s body, giving her an unnaturally long life. By sharing in his alpha magic, all of her visions are of and for the pack’s well-being. She siphons some of his alpha power, as she did from his father before him. He will be the last alpha she serves, though. When he dies, so will she.

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Alpha’s Mate (Bad Boy Bears #2) Read Online Renee Rose, Lee Savino http://www.ilovenovels.com/alphas-mate-bad-boy-bears-2-read-online-renee-rose-lee-savino Sun, 01 Feb 2026 09:24:13 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/alphas-mate-bad-boy-bears-2-read-online-renee-rose-lee-savino Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Authors: Lee Savino, Renee Rose Series: Bad Boy Bears Series by Renee Rose
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Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 66414 (not accurate)
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Fate brought my fated mate right to Bad Bear Mountain…and made her untouchable.
F*&% me.
Maisy is human. Too young. Too sweet. Too breakable.
I’m a Bad Bear. Ten years older. And I play rough. I’m an animal–in bed and out.
She walks into my clinic, and my bear growls mine.
But I can’t claim her.
So I take Moon Cure to keep my beast caged. Tell myself I’ll wait.
Then her scheming father tries to sell her future,
F*&% that.
I marry her on the spot—a fake wedding to save her from a real nightmare.
To protect her, I can handle sleeping in the same bed without touching her.
But she’s looking at me like she wants to learn every filthy thing I can teach her.
My control is cracking. The Moon Cure isn’t working anymore.
And this Bad Bear is done pretending he doesn’t want to devour his wife.
She might be innocent. But she’s mine.
And I won’t share

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Chapter One

Matthias

There are worse ways to torture a man than making him a doctor in a small town where his fated mate is off-limits.

I just haven't found one yet.

It’s five thirty-two on a Monday night, and the mayor of Bad Bear Mountain’s blowing up my phone. Daisy’s called six times in the past two hours, probably to pick my brain about the Bad Bear Winterfest.

Fates, I need to avoid her. Not because I don’t want to get pulled into planning a small town festival–although I don’t. But because of Daisy’s delectable granddaughter.

Maisy. My sweet mate.

No, don’t think about her.

On long days like these, it’s hard to keep my thoughts from straying to her. I just did a double shift at the hospital in Santa Fe, and drove home only to swing by here to cover the rest of the nurse practitioner’s shift here at the clinic. I’m not tired; my shifter side has too much stamina for that. I mean, I could sleep. But I really need to go outside. My bear wants some forest time, and keeping him from going feral is a constant pressure.

Sometimes, I think I work all the time just so that when I finally go to sleep, I’m too tired to dream of her.

I run my hand over my face.

The scent of mulled cider and caramel apples wafts through the door, and my bear instantly surges to the surface.

At first, I think I’m imagining it because when I let my mind wander, all I think of is her. Her hair, her scent, her smile, the delicious curves she hides under slightly too-baggy clothes.

But then, I realize…

She’s here.

Fuck.

I can’t stop myself from sucking the scent in through my nostrils, savoring the notes of caramel and cinnamon and delectable young female.

I groan. The smell makes my mouth water. My dick gets hard. My fangs try to punch through my gums, lengthening and ready to sink into something sweet.

Nope.

Not happening.

That can never happen.

I yank open the drawer of my desk where I keep the vials of Moon Cure. It’s a special formulation I came up with to deal with my…unique situation. I rip open a fresh syringe and fill it. I don’t even bother to sanitize the top of the bottle or my skin. I jab it into my biceps and press the plunger down.

The cooling sensation spreads through my arm. Sweet relief, just in time. In a few seconds, it’ll bring a dullness to my senses. Like bringing a curtain up between my rational brain and my desires. My logical self and my feral one.

My bear doesn’t like it, but he understands.

There’s a knock on my office door.

I withdraw the needle as I shove my desk drawer closed, then drop the needle in the trash can. I’ll put it in the biohazard box later. “Yes, Sara?”

Sara opens the door. “Dr. Matthias? We have a walk-in.”

Yes. I’m well aware. And I know exactly who it is.

“The patient hoped to see Nancy, but she just left.”

I stand. “It’s okay. Nancy left early to see her son in the school play. I’m covering her patients ‘til closing.” I straighten my glasses and give her a smile. “Show the patient to room two and let her know I’ll be there in a moment.”

Them. I should’ve said them, not her. I shouldn’t know her gender when all Sara said was patient. I need to get my bear under control because I’m making mistakes.

“Right away, Doctor.” Before Sara leaves, she whips out a cloth and polishes away an invisible speck of something from the doorknob. There’s no dust in the entire clinic–everything is spic and span after the renovation, but it doesn’t stop Sara from buffing doorknobs with a smile. She’s proud of this place.

Residents of Bad Bear Mountain used to have to drive to Santa Fe for all healthcare needs until Bad Bear’s formidable old mayor, Daisy, and I helped found this place. She badgered someone to donate this drafty old house, and I volunteered my hours along with a part-time nurse.

Now the newly renovated clinic is staffed with a full-time manager and nurse practitioner, all made possible by generous donations from Lana Langmeyer and Paloma Castillo, our resident billionaires.

I lean against my desk and draw in a steadying breath as I wait for the Moon Cure to flood my system. My bear sends me a flood of fast-motion images–me rushing into the exam room, throwing my beautiful young patient on the table, and feasting between her legs. Me holding her down and marking her savagely with my teeth. Me shifting to bear form, picking her up, and carrying her off to my den for an undisturbed ravishment.

Not. Happening. I tell him firmly, as I do every time I catch Maisy’s sweet scent.

She’s my greatest torture. My longest trial. Lately I’ve been allowing myself to stop into the cafe to get coffee before the drive to Santa Fe for a morning shift. That’s when my willpower is at peak strength.

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Prince of Control (Bratva Heirs #1) Read Online Renee Rose http://www.ilovenovels.com/prince-of-control-bratva-heirs-1-read-online-renee-rose Sun, 12 Oct 2025 20:52:06 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/prince-of-control-bratva-heirs-1-read-online-renee-rose Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Mafia Authors: Renee Rose Series: Bratva Heirs Series by Renee Rose
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Total pages in book: 82
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In his world, control is power—and I won’t be controlled.

I hate Benjamin Baranov.
He stole everything from me—my dream internship, my friends, my future.
And now, thanks to his father’s ruthless decree, I’m trapped… married to my enemy.

He’s cold. Calculating. Consuming.
A master manipulator who moves through the world like he owns it—and now, he thinks he owns me.
He watches my every move. Twists my thoughts. Controls the very air I breathe.
He’s not just playing a game.
He’s writing the rules, stacking the deck, and locking the door behind me.

But there’s one thing he should

I can’t be controlled.

Prince of Control is the first standalone in the Bratva Heirs series, a spin-off of the USA Today Bestselling Chicago Bratva series. It’s all the bratva goodness you desire, but set at Thornecroft University, where loyalty is currency, secrets are deadly, and love could ruin you… or save you.

Expect enemies-to-lovers intensity, forced proximity heat, and the dark, dangerous heirs of the bratva world. Includes scenes of violence and explicit content intended for mature readers only

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Prologue

Author’s note: This first chapter was originally written as a bonus epilogue to the Chicago Bratva series for my Kickstarter supporters, but I realized it was too important to the Bratva Heirs to leave out, so I’m including it here. This will be the only section in Ravil’s point of view in this book.

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Ravil Baranov

My eyes burn as my wife, Lucy, and I walk out of Thornecroft University’s freshman dorm.

“Our nest is officially empty.” I squeeze her hand.

Ben, our oldest, is a senior at Thornecroft, and we just helped our youngest child, Liliya–Lili, for short–move in. I hung her bulletin boards and lifted furniture to place her rug where she wanted it, and then there was nothing else to do but leave. Our presence in the one-room dorm was no longer helpful. Lili couldn’t get to know her new roommate with the two of us hovering.

Still, leaving my precious daughter here sends a pang through my heart. It’s an unexpected emotion. I didn’t have it with Ben, but he’s always seemed older than his years. Lili is my well-protected printsessa. Our baby.

But Thornecroft, known as the “Harvard of the Midwest,” is the safest university in the world. Tucked in the outskirts of Whisper, Illinois, the rich, elite, and, like me, most dangerous people of the world have sent their offspring to study here for over two hundred years. Senators’ sons, ambassadors’ daughters, and the world’s royalty sit in classes with the children of uber-rich movie stars, cartel leaders, and mafia.

Security is tight, and Chancellor Ogden, a dangerous man in his own right, somehow manages to keep wars, assassinations, or paparazzi from penetrating the bubble of safety he keeps around the campus. There are rumors that he’s part of a dangerous cabal that runs the world. There are rumors he is former CIA. It’s possible both stories have some truth built in.

Lucy drags in a long, terraced breath like she’s holding back her tears, and I turn to wrap my arms around her. We stop in the middle of the sidewalk, creating an obstacle for the parents and students pushing carts filled with dorm decor from their cars to the freshman dorm buildings.

I kiss the top of my wife’s head.

There’s a hollowness in being empty nesters I didn’t expect. I thought today would be more of a celebration. A finish line. We raised two bright, capable children into adulthood and now have time to focus on our reconnection. But it feels like an appendage is missing.

“I’ll miss her so much,” Lucy chokes.

“I know. Me too.” I slide my arm around her waist to guide her to our Lucid Gravity SUV. “We will say goodbye to Ben, and then I’m stealing you away for a spa weekend.”

Lucy looks over, her brown eyes bright with tears but her expression warm and soft. “You are?”

I stop again to cradle her cheek with my hand. “Yes, kotyonok. I thought we might need a place to find each other before we get back to Chicago.”

“That sounds perfect.” Lucy’s voice is still clogged with tears. It makes me want to draw a sword and slay every monster around my wife. But of course, there are no monsters to slay.

This is exactly how it should be. Children grow up and move out. Their adult lives are just beginning as we face middle age. It’s not like our lives will be dull without the kids at home.

I’m pakhan of a bratva dynasty that now spans two continents. Lucy pulls the strings of our political empire–managing the campaigns of our handpicked state senators, governor, and representatives. Because when you’re head of an underworld dynasty, it helps to have friends in high places.

We pull around to Baranov House, a sprawling Victorian on the outskirts of campus. Yes, it’s named after me. Ben asked me to donate five million to the school to buy it just to have a fortress even more secure than the dorms where he could protect his friends. Most young men rush a fraternity or seek entrance to one of the elite Thornecroft Society Houses. Mine saw a way to create his own. He came to me with a proposal in the middle of his freshman year, explaining why having his own Thornecroft House, which would join the invitation-only society houses on campus, as a haven for those under his protection was important.

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The Alpha’s Punishment (Alpha Doms #2) Read Online Renee Rose http://www.ilovenovels.com/the-alphas-punishment-alpha-doms-2-read-online-renee-rose Thu, 25 Sep 2025 16:05:14 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/the-alphas-punishment-alpha-doms-2-read-online-renee-rose Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Novella, Paranormal Authors: Renee Rose Series: Alpha Doms Series by Renee Rose
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Total pages in book: 16
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It started with a small deception…

Now, five long months later, Ashley’s alpha shifter fiancé still thinks they’ve been trying to conceive a pup when she’s secretly been taking the pill the whole time. When he finds out, there’s going to be hell to pay, and that means a hot punishment from her dominant wolf.

The characters from Renee Rose’s steamy romance The Alpha’s Hunger return in a short story full of sex, spankings, and hard, dominant lovemaking.

This book was originally published by Stormy Night Publications in 2015 and the text has not been altered since the first edition. The Alpha’s Punishment includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book

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It started with a little lie. Just one.

Her alpha wolf, Ben, had had her wrists pinned over her head as he drove forcefully into her and he said something like, “Your body belongs to me, doesn’t it?”

She had moaned, “Yes, sir,” her eyes rolling back in her head with pleasure at being taken roughly.

“I’m going to come inside you today, Ash,” he’d said.

“Yes, sir.”

It hadn’t mattered. She was on the pill—which he knew—but Ben Stone was a dom through and through and understood she liked to feel as though she had no choice. She had come with a scream, arching and shuddering beneath him and after he’d found his release, he’d lain down beside her, stroking a hand over her hip.

“I think we should make pups,” he’d said, his breath warm against her ear. “Don’t you?”

“Yes,” she’d breathed. She would’ve said yes to anything he’d said at that moment. Post-coital murmurings probably shouldn’t be counted as declarations of intent. And she hadn’t realized he meant soon, as in ‘let’s start now.’ They weren’t even married yet. Not that human contracts meant much to him. As far as her shifter was concerned, he’d marked her and she was his. Forever.

The discussion about babies had been five months ago.

“I can’t figure out how to talk to him about it,” she confessed to her twin sister, Melissa, on the phone in her office. She lowered her voice, because even though a couple of walls separated her glass-windowed high-rise corporate office from Ben’s, she never knew what he could hear with his superhuman senses.

“Just tell him! This is getting stupid, Ash. If he thinks you guys are trying to get pregnant, and you’re still taking the pill, it’s dishonest. Is that the kind of marriage you want to have?”

“No,” she said, resting her chin in her hand. “But he’s going to be mad.”

“Mad that you’re not ready to have kids?”

“No… well, I don’t know about that. Disappointed, probably. But definitely mad about the fact that I’m taking the pill.” Her stomach knotted up thinking about it. There was no way out of the situation that she could see. If she talked to Ben, she risked his disappointment, or worse—anger. And he probably would decide she deserved punishment for her deceit. But she wasn’t ready to have children. She was only twenty-five and Ben, the multi-millionaire CEO of Stone Technologies, had just given her a job as his personal assistant, which came with intoxicating power and excitement. So going off the pill was out of the question. She’d been around and around this circle of thoughts for the past five months without arriving at a solution.

“Ashley,” Melissa said, affecting a stern tone. “You’re being a coward.”

She slumped in her chair. “I know.”

“Go tell him right now.”

Her insides twisted. “I can’t.”

“Now, Ashley. I’m serious. This is just stupid.”

She exhaled. “Okay. You’re right.” She stood up. “I’m going.”

“It will be fine.”

“I don’t think so.”

“It will be. Call me and let me know how it goes.”

“Okay-bye,” she said all in one breath. She put the phone down and walked toward the door before she could chicken out.

The top floor of the building was busy, with upper level management holding meetings in their offices or talking on their phones. When she’d first come to this floor to interview, it had been dead silent, with just Ben and his secretary, Karen, occupying the space. He had kicked everyone else off the floor, preferring solitude in his grief over his brother’s death.

She walked past Karen’s desk. “Is he busy?” she asked.

“He’s alone.”

She tapped on the door and swung it open.

“Miss Bell,” he said coolly, using the stern employer tone that made her panties wet. The green eyes that turned gold in wolf form surveyed her critically.

She walked in and shut the door. “Mr. Stone.”

He leaned back in his chair, shoving his laptop back on his desk. His dark hair fell across his forehead, and he looked every bit the powerful Latin American millionaire, both in demeanor and stature. “You’re late.”

“I am?”

“Yes. I got hard for you an hour ago. Lock the door.”

Her belly fluttered. She turned the lock on the handle. “I, um, wanted to talk to you about something.”

He gave his head one decisive shake and she shut her mouth. “Not now.” He pointed at the floor at his feet. “Come over here.”

Her nipples hardened in anticipation of whatever game he had in mind. But she needed to talk to him now, before she lost her nerve. “Ben?”

He arched a brow as if to ask whether she dared defy him.

She licked her lips and walked forward to the place he’d indicated.

“On your hands and knees. Facing away from me.”

Okay… maybe she would tell him later. She lowered into position, her fitted work skirt and blouse making the stance seem all the more degrading.

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The Alpha’s Promise (Alpha Doms #3) Read Online Renee Rose http://www.ilovenovels.com/the-alphas-promise-alpha-doms-3-read-online-renee-rose Thu, 25 Sep 2025 16:05:10 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/the-alphas-promise-alpha-doms-3-read-online-renee-rose Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Novella, Paranormal Authors: Renee Rose Series: Alpha Doms Series by Renee Rose
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When one Alpha makes a promise to another, his word is bond.

Still, when Cody promises the Denver pack alpha he’ll rescue his sister-in-law from danger, he doesn’t account for the mayhem the tightly-wound human female will bring to his life. He has no idea how to survive with her under his roof when he finds her scent so incredibly delectable. When he craves her lush body more than his next breath.
But the sexy real estate agent is too prim and polished for his rough style, too ungrateful for his help, and way too apt to get herself back into trouble.
What she may need is a bit of his wolf-style discipline…

Publisher’s Note: This book was originally published by Stormy Night Publications in 2016. The author has made a few alterations to the original text. The book includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Just a few more weeks and I’m out of here.

Melissa headed up the sidewalk to the rundown rental house where she and her loser, soon to be ex-boyfriend had lived for the past eight months. She couldn’t wait to be done with the place. Her heels clicked on the concrete, pencil skirt too constraining in the early June heat after a long day showing houses.

She braced herself for the annoying clutter of half-filled moving boxes. At least it meant that in less than a month Jeremy would be out of her life, forever.

The relationship never should’ve happened in the first place. She’d mistaken bonding in a crisis situation—Jeremy had saved her life after he and his buddy had kidnapped her last year—for true love. Maybe she’d just wanted what her sister had with her new husband.

In another of her classic bad judgement moves, she’d forgiven him for the kidnapping, been grateful for his change of heart. Moved in with the guy who’d put her life in danger. That f-ed up statement pretty much summed everything up. She was too loyal, too trusting. Thought that the attraction would last. It hadn’t. Four months later she’d been totally over him, but it had taken her four more to figure out how to get out of their lease, even after they’d broken up. Her stuff was already packed into boxes. By this time next month she’d be free of Jeremy and this dump.

She unlocked the door and pushed it open, then stopped dead with a gasp.

The place had been wrecked. Destroyed.

Boxes had been opened and emptied—stuff was strewn everywhere. The pottery dishes she’d bought from her artist friend in college lay in a broken heap, paintings had been torn from the walls and smashed.

A sob rose in her throat. She turned in a slow circle, her heart thumping hard in her chest. When she saw the maroon spray-painted words scrawled across the back wall, she screamed.

Pay up by Friday or you both die.

A sheet of ice flashed through her. She literally couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. Her body trembled all over. Her hand closed around her cell phone, but something stopped her from calling 911.

This wasn’t just a break-in. It was personal. And it had something to do with Jeremy. Had something happened at the dispensary? He was always afraid they’d be robbed at gunpoint—it had happened at other dispensaries because they took in a large amount of cash.

Oh, God. She should’ve known. She should’ve run fast and hard from Jeremy the moment they were free of the kidnapping trauma.

He had a knack for landing in trouble. He associated with the wrong sorts of people. He liked to party and used drugs. He might even deal harder stuff out the back door of the dispensary—she didn’t know, she’d been turning a blind eye to all that.

Would calling the cops ensure someone’s death? She gulped. Hers?

With trembling fingers, she dialed her twin sister instead. Ashley and Ben had gone to the Canary Islands for their honeymoon. She shouldn’t bother them, but… she really didn’t know what else to do.

“Hey, Mel,” her sister’s voice called gaily through the earpiece.

“I’m sorry to bother you.”

Her sister instantly picked up on the pinched, wobbly quality of her voice. “What is it, Mel? What happened?” Ashley asked sharply.

“I-I’m not sure. I just came home and the place has been wrecked. And there’s a spray-painted message on the wall.” She told her sister what it said, without having to voice her suspicions about it being some trouble of Jeremy’s. Ben and Ashley already had the lowest opinion of him.

“I’m going to check upstairs, do you mind staying on the phone with me?”

“Of course I don’t mind, but do you think you should call the police?”

She walked up the stairs, holding the phone tight against her ear, as if it somehow made her sister closer.

Ben’s sharp tones had started at the mention of police, and she listened to her sister explain to him what had happened.

The intruders had trashed the bedroom upstairs, too. Her dresser drawers had been dumped onto the floor, hamper unloaded. It looked like they’d even torn the carpet up from the floor. What had they been looking for? Money?

“Mel? Ben’s going to call someone he knows in Colorado Springs, so just sit tight, okay?”

“Okay.” She was more relieved than she cared to admit to hear that Ben knew what to do.

“I’ll call you right back,” Ashley promised.

She hung up and stared at the mess, tears burning her eyes. What should she do? She wished she could pack up all her stuff and get out that second, but she didn’t know where to go. Where could she rent a place on such short notice? And she didn’t want to rent, dammit, she’d been so excited to buy her own place.

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The Alpha’s Protection (Alpha Doms #4) Read Online Renee Rose http://www.ilovenovels.com/the-alphas-protection-alpha-doms-4-read-online-renee-rose Thu, 25 Sep 2025 16:05:08 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/the-alphas-protection-alpha-doms-4-read-online-renee-rose Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Novella, Paranormal Authors: Renee Rose Series: Alpha Doms Series by Renee Rose
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His wolf wants to mark me. I can’t let it happen.
On the run with my kids, the last thing I expect is to find my true mate.
He’s magnificent–a shifter enforcer and a human lawman.
A true protector. He wants to shield us from danger. Take care of us.
He wants to claim me and make it forever.
But I can’t let him. Not when it could cost him his life.

NOTE: This book was originally published as part of the USA Today Bestselling anthology, Daddy’s Demands.

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Colleen

I strip off my clothes and dive into the moonlit swimming pool in the foothills of Denver.

My children and I were dropped here at the home of a total stranger—a wolf in the Denver pack—who pledged his protection of us the moment he met us. The reason he pledged it is no mystery.

I caught his scent, and my body came alive. I have to guess he experienced the same thing.

But we hardly spoke because he was involved in some kind of drug sting, and we were spirited away to the safety of his home until he returned.

The kidney-shaped pool is beautiful, with a natural oasis look and a waterfall into the hot tub at one end. There’s a fall chill to the air, making steam rise from the warm water. The moon hangs low in a starry sky.

I swim the length of it underwater, emerging to fill my lungs. I haven’t swum in years, but being in the water soothes away some of my frayed nerves.

I took my pups and ran away from my abusive mate in Kentucky just over a month ago, and every day, I regain a little more of myself. We’re probably safe here, at least for the moment.

Even so, I’m swimming to burn off my anxiety. If Dirk—the asshole father of my pups—somehow finds us, there will be hell to pay. But I’m not going to let him drag us back, whatever he may threaten this time.

I can’t go there. I have to believe he won’t find us here—at least not tonight.

I dive back under the water and swim the full length of the pool again before emerging for air. When I do, I gasp.

The shifter’s scent reaches me first—leather and coffee and delicious male. He’s home.

DEA Agent Mark Ruhl stands at the edge of the pool staring down at me with a predatory gleam in his eyes. He’s older than I am by at least ten years, maybe more, and he looks incredible in his uniform with broad shoulders and thick corded muscles running down his arms.

I bend my knees to hide my bare breasts under the water line, and our gazes lock.

“You don’t have to be scared of me, little wolf.” His voice is a rich baritone that sends tingles across my shoulders and the back of my neck. It rumbles deep with authority but not the kind I’ve learned to beware. The kind that inspires warmth and safety. Like the authority I thought my father wielded, before he arranged my mating to Dirk.

Mark crouches down, his eyes gleaming in the moonlight. He says nothing, just holds my gaze in a way that makes my heart pound. “Are you afraid?”

My body comes alive for the first time in years. My nipples pucker in the warm water, and frissons of heat warm my core. I swallow. “N-not of you,” I admit.

His lips quirk a little at the corners. “Good. I’m sorry you were left here alone.” The corners of his eyes crinkle. “I’m glad you’re swimming. It looks like you felt safe.”

I nod. “Did everything go all right with the drug bust?”

“Yes. Everything worked out.”

I swirl my hands over the surface of the water, and my breasts cool as they come out. I immediately drop back down.

Mark’s eyes take on a silver glow, and his nostrils flare. “Were you out here to tempt me, little she-wolf?”

I shake my head although now that he says it, I wonder if my she-wolf didn’t orchestrate it.

“I think we both know that this attraction between us—” He stops speaking when I continue to shake my head, backing up.

“Okay. You’re not ready to hear that. Of course you’re not. Come back.” He beckons to me, but I don’t move. He shows no sign of irritation. Instead, he seems to soften. “You’ve been through a lot, Colleen—too much. I know you’re still scared. I just want you to feel safe right now. To know that I’m going to take care of you and those pups. I won’t let anyone touch you, I promise.”

I believe him. I mean, I believe his intentions. But he doesn’t know how powerful Dirk is—an alpha with a pack of at least 150 wolves. Nor how cruel.

And yes, I know Mark Ruhl is my true fated mate. I knew it the moment I caught his scent. Even now, my spirits lift being near him like the sun coming out after the storm from hell.

But I can’t let him mark me and claim me as his own because doing so will sign the death warrant on both of us. Possibly my children, too. Dirk is that psychopathic and that powerful.

“Come here,” he beckons again, and this time my body obeys of its own accord, creating miniature currents as I step forward to the edge of the pool.

He reaches for me, and I don’t move out of his grasp, even though he’s a near stranger and all I’ve known for the past ten years has been torment at the hands of a male. My body knows its master. My she-wolf wants to be claimed.

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Big Bad Bully (Werewolves of Wall Street #5) Read Online Renee Rose, Lee Savino http://www.ilovenovels.com/big-bad-bully-werewolves-of-wall-street-5-read-online-renee-rose-lee-savino Sat, 30 Aug 2025 08:42:29 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/big-bad-bully-werewolves-of-wall-street-5-read-online-renee-rose-lee-savino Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Dark, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Authors: Lee Savino, Renee Rose Series: Lee Savino
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THE BIG BAD BULLY DOESN’T FALL FOR HIS PREY
Even if she smells like nutmeg, honey and sin.
Even if her chaos and color drips into your black-and-white discipline—and leaves it bleeding.
I was raised in a pack that worshipped bloodlines and power.
Humans were beneath us—soft, fragile, fleeting things.
Fine for entertainment. Never for mating.
Especially not for me, heir to one of the most ruthless alphas in the world.
So when my new alpha chooses a human bride, I grit my teeth and obey.
I’ll plan the wedding. I’ll tolerate their ridiculous customs.
But I won’t fall for her best friend—the loud-mouthed, paint-splattered activist who thinks I’m the villain in her revolution.
She calls me arrogant. Predatory. A corporate machine in designer suits.
She’s not wrong.
And yet, she’s always in my space. In my mind. Under my skin.
She stirs instincts I’ve fought to bury—possessive, primal, ruinous ones.
She thinks I’m the enemy.
But I’m not the danger in this story.
She is.
Because if I take what I want—
If I claim her the way my wolf demands—
I’ll break every rule I was raised to uphold.
And I won’t be sorry

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Chapter One

Aubrey

I hate billionaires.

No, I shouldn’t say that. My best friend is going to be one soon–either through inheritance or marriage. Probably both.

That’s a weirdness I still haven’t adjusted to.

But Madi aside, the entitled stench is everywhere on Wall Street. Especially here, in Sentience Labs, the AI company that has blatantly stolen the creative works of artists, musicians, and authors from around the world.

Which is why I’m going to do something about it. Tonight.

This is my third week camped out on the twenty-eighth floor of the Sentience building. Normally, my murals depict images of social justice and a call for change. Resistance. Freedom. I’m Brooklyn’s Diego Rivera. My Occupy Wall Street mural outside La Résistance, the Bohemian cafe where I work, has been photographed more than any other street art in the city.

I’m the last person anyone would expect to sell out to a corporation like Sentience. Especially one that disenfranchises artists everywhere.

But I threw my name in the hat with a cheesy flower landscape for a good reason.

An exceptional one.

The song “Karma Chameleon” pops up on the 80’s dance playlist piping through my earbuds, and I smirk to myself.

That’s right, Sentience. Karma is a fucking bitch.

“You staying late again?” The security guy stops behind my ladder to observe. He’s taken an unfortunate interest in me and my work. Maybe because he likes my art. Or maybe because he can sense I’m different from the soulless sharks that circle these waters. I’m life and color to the rest of the building’s hollow monotone.

Under ordinary circumstances, I might flirt. He’s six feet tall and gorgeous, with medium brown skin and a sexy Jamaican accent. Totally my type. But I’m trying to be forgettable. Especially tonight.

Move along, buddy. These aren’t the droids you’re looking for.

“Yeah. Just a few final touches,” I lie, flicking my wrist in quick, deft brushstrokes along one poppy. The truth is, I finished the mural two hours ago, and now I’m biding my time. I purposely don’t turn around or give him my attention, so he’ll move on.

He stays a few minutes longer then finally strolls away. I wait until I hear the elevator ding and move away before I turn off my music and pop an earbud out to listen.

All quiet.

To be sure, I take a trip to the bathroom to wash up, checking the lights under every door.

It’s eight at night. These execs usually leave by six, but I need to be sure.

I palm the keycard Jamie, our informant, gave me. She got fired two months ago after printing a copy of an email sent by an exec telling her that her concerns about the legitimacy of the data they were mining were unfounded.

Turns out, the creepers here are so Big Brother, they tracked that one “send to print,” and she had security guards at her office removing her–minus the printed email–before the end of the day. She showed up at the legal aid clinic, and Jan–my activist lawyer friend and the wife of the owner of La Résistance–took her case.

Since I was already plotting with Jan and her wife, Caroline, about how to bring Sentience down, she connected me with Jamie.

Now I just need to get my hands on those same kinds of emails and, hopefully, find the cache of pirated artists’ works, so Jan can file a lawsuit against them. Or maybe, we’ll bring the information to the New York Times and expose the hell out of these fuckers.

I use the stairs of the fire escape to get down to the tenth floor, where much of the data mining takes place. Jamie’s key card still works on that door, as she told me it would. My heart pounds as I slip through the door.

The lights are off, and it’s dark. Jamie told me there are no cameras on this floor because they don’t want any recordings of what they actually do here. I follow the map I memorized to get to Jamie’s old office. They’ve hired someone new to take her place, but Jamie had a spare key from when she lost her keys and then found them again. A very happy accident in this case.

I slide the key into the lock and turn it. I may be bold when it comes to civil protests, sit-ins, and the exercise of my free speech rights, but this is breaking the law. Tonight, I’m turning the corner into breaking and entering and outright stealing corporate documents. Jan would not approve, but if I don’t do this, Sentience will continue to steal from me and all the other artists, authors, and creatives they are putting out of business. Jamie tried to do something about it and was fired.

I can take this risk.

I slip inside the office without turning on a light. From the front pocket of my paint-splattered overalls, I pull the external drive I brought.

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Ravenous (Wolf Ranch #9) Read Online Renee Rose http://www.ilovenovels.com/ravenous-wolf-ranch-9-read-online-renee-rose Wed, 04 Jun 2025 21:17:43 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/ravenous-wolf-ranch-9-read-online-renee-rose Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Authors: Renee Rose Series: Wolf Ranch Series by Renee Rose
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PACK RULE #9: FATE COMES SECOND FOR A SINGLE DAD
I didn’t move to Cooper Valley for love.
I’m here to raise my daughter in peace, work at Wolf Ranch, and keep my wolf on a tight leash.
Because I don’t have time for distractions. Or complications. And definitely not both in the form of a female.

Joy is my new next-door neighbor—sweet, sexy, and entirely off-limits.
She always has a messy bun and a laugh that melts steel.
She makes my little girl giggle like I’ve never seen before.
She makes me burn with need.

She’s sunshine. I’m thunderclouds.

I tell myself I’m too gruff, too brooding, too busy being a father to want her.
But my wolf doesn’t care about rules. He thinks she belongs to him.
He knows she smells like fate… and tastes even better.

How can I stay away? In the end, it seems fate will decide for me

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PACK RULE #9:

FATE COMES SECOND FOR A SINGLE DAD

I didn’t move to Cooper Valley for love.

I’m here to raise my daughter in peace, work at Wolf Ranch, and keep my wolf on a tight leash.

I don’t have time for distractions or complications. And definitely not both in the form of a female.

My new next-door neighbor is sweet, sexy, and entirely off-limits.

Joy always has a messy bun and a laugh that melts ice.

She makes my little girl happier than I’ve ever seen before.

She makes me burn with need.

She’s sunshine. I’m thunderclouds.

I tell myself I’m too gruff, too brooding, too busy being a father to want her.

But my wolf doesn’t care about rules. He thinks she belongs to him.

He knows she smells like fate… and she tastes even better.

How can I stay away? No matter how hard I try, it seems fate will decide for me.

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WES

I turned off the water and slid the shower curtain back. Steam had fogged up the small bathroom and coated the mirror. I stepped out onto the bathmat, grabbed a towel–one of Remy’s pink ones–and started to dry off.

Moving sucked. Moving as a single parent with a four-year-old was even harder.

I’d found the sheets, the pots and pans, the toiletries. All important things. But the box full of stuffed animals was missing or at least hadn’t been unearthed from the pile still filling the living room.

It had been a crisis, the missing box. Still was.

I’d gotten Remy to sit in her booster that lifted her up to the right height at the kitchen table and color while I showered the sweat and dirt from hauling boxes and rearranging furniture.

As a shifter, lifting heavy things was easy, but in July, it still brought out some sweat.

I swiped the mirror with my towel, then rubbed at my hair.

As I stared at my half-fogged reflection, I couldn’t miss how fucking tired I looked. I was a father, not a grandpa.

I took the day off to move, but Remy still needed dinner. Her own bath. Finding that missing stuffed animal box. Plus, I had to be up at Wolf Ranch at dawn. My responsibilities, here at home and at the ranch as the foreman, never ended.

“Food,” I grumbled to myself. “You need food, a beer, and some TV that doesn’t involve cartoons or princesses.” I wrapped my towel around my waist. Barely. I glanced down. I was not made for a pink toddler towel.

“Remy, what do you say to hamburgers for dinner?” I called.

She didn’t answer, which was a surprise because even though she was a tiny thing, she loved to eat. And being a shifter pup, she loved meat. She also loved to talk. To me. To herself. To her stuffed animals.

“Remy?” I came down the hall from the bedrooms, hand on the towel at my hip.

The one-story rancher I bought was in town on a nice lot. I’d chosen it because it had been completely renovated–new everything–which meant I didn’t have to spend any time fixing leaky faucets or updating an outdated bathroom. The location was perfect to get Remy to school, hang out with friends when she was older, and do all the kid things living isolated on a ranch didn’t offer. I’d waited to buy a house and move our shit out of storage until I was sure it was going to work out with the new job and pack.

It seemed we’d struck gold with the Wolf Ranch pack. They’d welcomed us both like we were family, not perfect strangers, who also happened to be shifters.

The routine and closeness was just the change Remy and I needed after being on the rodeo circuit for six months out of the year. Plus, things had gotten weird in our home pack. I’d heard that Remy’s mom had shown back up, and I hadn’t wanted her messing with our daughter’s head. Hell, I didn’t even want Remy to meet her.

It was hard enough that I had to explain to my daughter why her mom wasn’t around. The last thing our pup needed was to feel that abandonment more acutely after meeting her mom and having her skip town again. It was one thing to be abandoned when she was three weeks old. A four-year-old remembered everything. And everyone.

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The Alpha’s Hunger (Alpha Doms #1) Read Online Renee Rose http://www.ilovenovels.com/the-alphas-hunger-alpha-doms-1-read-online-renee-rose Thu, 17 Apr 2025 13:13:38 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/the-alphas-hunger-alpha-doms-1-read-online-renee-rose Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Suspense Authors: Renee Rose Series: Alpha Doms Series by Renee Rose
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When she took a short rest on the floor of her cubicle while working late, the last thing Ashley Bell expected was to wake up with the company’s notoriously hard-assed owner and CEO, Ben Stone, standing over her. The offer of a ride home is a bigger surprise, but the biggest shock of all comes when Ben asks her to work for him as his personal assistant.

Despite some misgivings about his intentions, Ashley accepts the position, but she has barely started the job when a phone call turns her life on its head. Her twin sister has been kidnapped, and the price for her life is Ashley’s help in a secret plot to destroy Ben’s company. But she soon discovers that Ben has a far more terrifying secret of his own.

From the moment he first crossed paths with Ashley, the beautiful young human from marketing, Ben has been consumed by her. When her life is threatened by his enemies he casts aside caution and fights with the rage of a beast defending his mate. Not sure he can trust her, yet determined to protect her, Ben kidnaps Ashley, planning to keep her under his watch for as long as necessary.

Ashley is none too happy with the situation, but a hard bare-bottom spanking changes her attitude… and leaves her begging for more. Though Ben knows a human girl is no match for the fearsome lusts of an alpha wolf, she ignites in him a hunger he can barely contain. Can he resist the urge to mark her as his own and take her harder than she can imagine?

Publisher’s Note: The Alpha’s Hunger contains spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book

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Ben hit the button for the parking garage on the elevator and rubbed his face. As the unit plunged down the shaft, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. His instincts warned him to pay attention.

To what? He looked up to read which floor he was passing and without thinking, hit the next one. The elevator stopped and the doors slid open. He put his foot against one side to hold it open, listening. His skin prickled. Yes, someone or something was here.

He stepped out, keeping his movements silent. Most of the lights were off, computer screens on screensaver. By seven-thirty, all five hundred twenty-three of his employees had left for the night. He rounded a corner and his senses sharpened when he caught sight of a woman’s arm lying on the floor, extending from one of the cubicles. He surged forward, the adrenaline already causing him to partially shift.

A young woman lay sprawled on her back on the floor, eyes closed. What in the—? As he lunged to kneel at her side, her eyes fluttered open and she shrieked. She scrambled up to stand. “M-Mr. Stone!”

He grasped her arms and lifted her to her feet, taking a deep breath and willing his vision back to normal. Something about the feel of her flesh under his palms made it harder to relax. He released her. Still, the hairs stood up on his arms, his instincts screaming for his attention. Why? What danger lay here?

“What happened?”

“Oh, nothing!” the young woman exclaimed, smoothing her long reddish-brown waves back from her face. “I just… I have a migraine, and it affects my vision, so I didn’t want to drive. I was trying to meditate it away.” She spoke quickly, no doubt flustered to have the company’s owner and CEO in her cubicle. “I’m sorry, I’m sure it looked like I’d fainted or collapsed. I didn’t mean to alarm you.” Her blue eyes appeared shrunken with pain, but even so, her beauty was undeniable. High cheekbones, big eyes, and a wide, sensual mouth. As he looked at her lips, his vision domed again, bringing the peripheral into focus along with her face. He blinked, pushing back the threatened change, hoping his irises hadn’t changed color. She didn’t appear to have noticed anything. Strange… no human woman—hell, no female at all had ever had such an effect on him.

Too gruffly, he demanded, “Do you work here?”

The acrid scent of fear told him he’d made her nervous. Which was nothing new. The employees of Stone Technologies had learned in the three years of his reign to watch their step around him. He had little tolerance for any of them. He knew what they called him: Stone Man. Because he never smiled.

“Yes, Mr. Stone. This is my office. I’m a marketing assistant.” She grabbed a framed photo of herself and a girl who looked identical to her and held it up. “See? This is my desk.”

“You can’t have security clearance. How did you plan to lock up when you left after hours?”

Her eyes widened. “Well, Steve is still working down in R&D. He said I could stay as long as he was here.”

For some reason the thought of her getting cozy with anyone named Steve—whoever he may be—made him want to tear the man’s throat out. He gave himself a shake. What was wrong with him?

“What’s your name?”

“Ashley. Ashley Bell.” She held out her hand.

“Ben Stone.” He took her palm, once more experiencing a strange reaction to touching her skin. Heat tingled in at the contact, shooting up his arm.

“I know,” she said with a smile.

He yanked his hand back, unsettled by his reaction to the slip of a human female. “Get your things. I’ll drive you home,” he said curtly.

Her expressive mouth rounded into a little O. “Um, that’s not necessary, Mr. Stone. I can call a friend, or a cab, or—” She broke off at his stern gaze. “All right,” she said meekly. He caught a whiff of another smell, mixed in with the fear: arousal.

He stiffened. For him? The wolf in him surged and he had to steady his breath.

Ashley opened a drawer and grabbed her purse. A paperback book fell to the floor.

He retrieved it before she could snatch it up.

“Oh, that’s⁠—”

He turned it over to look at the cover. A man with a naked torso and washboard abs graced the front, wind blowing his shoulder-length hair. A romance reader. Cute.

“That’s… not mine,” she said lamely, a pretty blush coloring her cheeks.

His mouth twitched in a smile. “Right,” he said, handing it back with a raised eyebrow that caused her to blush again.

She shoved it in her purse and licked her lips. The sight of her tongue sent a pulse of heat to his cock. He took another breath and blew it out slowly, trying to understand what was happening. The girl was human, he was sure of it. Not his destined mate. Weak. Fragile. Not even able to withstand a marking. How could she be calling up his most base desires when no female—human or wolf alike—had ever done so?

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Rugged (Wolf Ranch #8) Read Online Renee Rose http://www.ilovenovels.com/rugged-wolf-ranch-8-read-online-renee-rose Wed, 19 Mar 2025 15:58:21 +0000 http://www.ilovenovels.com/rugged-wolf-ranch-8-read-online-renee-rose Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Authors: Renee Rose Series: Wolf Ranch Series by Renee Rose
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PACK RULE #8: NEVER LIE TO YOUR MATE.
I broke that rule the day I showed up on her doorstep.
I’m sworn to protect my kind from any kind of threat.

As a human, she thought I was there on friendly business.
Didn’t know I meant to take down her shifter boss.
I didn’t know she’d flip my world upside down.

One whiff of her scent, and I was lost. No–found.
I couldn’t leave without her. So, I spent the night. Made her fall for me.

But she doesn’t know what I am. What I’ve done.
I’m not just a ranch hand–I’m a shifter enforcer.
The clock is ticking before I have to finish the job.

I must win my mate’s heart and claim her before the lies catch up to me.
Before she finds out what I am and what I have done.
Or what I will do to keep her safe.
And mine

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PACK RULE #8: NEVER LIE TO YOUR MATE.

I broke that rule the day I showed up on her doorstep. I’m sworn to protect my kind from any kind of threat.

As a human, she thought I was there on friendly business. Didn’t know I meant to take down her shifter boss. I didn’t know she’d flip my world upside down.

One whiff of her scent, and I was lost. No–found. I couldn’t leave without her. So, I spent the night. Made her fall for me.

But she doesn’t know what I am. What I’ve done. I’m not just a ranch hand–I’m a shifter enforcer. The clock is ticking before I have to finish the job.

I must win my mate’s heart and claim her before the lies catch up to me. Before she finds out what I am and what I have done. Or what I will do to keep her safe. And mine.

1

JOHNNY

“The first kill’s the hardest,” Clint Tucker said, looming over the body.

On the ground was the rogue shifter who we’d hunted at the request of the Shifter Council. After a hearing, they’d sentenced him to death because he was the lowest of the low. He’d deserved to die.

But Clint was wrong–it wasn’t hard at all.

“He killed his mate,” I said, even though Clint knew the score. “Got into an argument and… finished her.” I shook my head, wiped a hand down my face, and realized it had blood on it.

Great.

“And the pups,” Clint added. “They hid under the front porch. Heard it all.” He spat on the body. “Worthless. They only came out after he drove off. Found their mother shot in the head. They called their alpha.”

“They did the right thing,” I said.

Clint had zero remorse for putting this guy down. He had a mate and a beautiful little daughter. Lily. He’d stop at nothing to prevent harm coming to them.

He nodded. “They did. When it’s time for Lily to get a mate, I’ll be answering the front door with my guns and silver bullets.”

I couldn’t help but grin, even at a time like this. We were somewhere deep in the Bighorn Mountains west of Ranchester, Wyoming. We’d tracked this guy here all the way from his pack land in North Dakota.

It was early morning, an hour before sunrise. The air was cold, the wind whipping through the pines. It never stopped blowing out here, which was this fucker’s downfall. We scented him miles away.

“This isn’t my first kill,” I admitted. First as an enforcer though, when it was sanctioned. But I’d had blood on my hands before.

He looked up from the body to meet my gaze. The moon was setting, but I could still see the question in his eyes.

“I killed a guy before,” I admitted.

His eyes widened but didn’t otherwise react. He was one chill dude. “Shit, Johnny.”

“I was eighteen. We went to the Pack Games with our mom hosted by her old pack. There was a shifter there. He took interest in my sister.” I spat the last because it still made me furious.

“Mate?”

I shook my head.

If it was weird for him to have this conversation over a dead body, he didn’t show it. As a retired enforcer, he’d seen all kinds of shit, I was sure. He’d walked away from the job when he found Becky, his human mate. Except, he’d volunteered to come on this job with me since we were pack mates, and it was my first.

With Clint done, I was the new Wolf Pack enforcer. Rob Wolf knew my past and had volunteered to take me in when I’d been banished from my birth pack. Knew what was in me. A protective streak. A mean streak. Hell, probably a hell of a lot of darkness. That was why I was chosen for the enforcer position. Besides being unmated and young.

“What happened?”

“I thought she was interested in him, too. Maybe she was, maybe she wasn’t. All I know is I happened upon him assaulting her in the woods,” I gritted out between clenched teeth. Worse than that, but I didn’t need to say it aloud. “I stopped it, but…”

I thought back, remembered the red I saw, then the red of his blood as it soaked into the ground. “I went too far.”

He slapped me on the shoulder. “Protecting those weaker than you is a sign of a good alpha. And to be an enforcer you have to be willing to go too far. That’s the only way to stop a shifter gone bad.”

I swallowed around the lump in my throat. “Yeah. He’d gone fucking bad.”

“You’ll make a solid enforcer. You are one.”

I dropped my gaze, remembering after the kill what they’d done to me. Kicked me out of my pack. Separated me from my family. “That kill wasn’t sanctioned.”

He shrugged. “So? If he was hurting your sister, that means he’d probably hurt others before and would have hurt others after.”

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