MasukGerri Wilder slid her eyes to her landline, picking up the receiver before the phone even rang. “Paranormal Dating Agency, how may I help you?”“May I speak with Gerri Wilder, please?”Phone to her ear, a knowing grin spread across the older woman’s face. “Jaylon Ross. I’ve been expecting your call.” Her smile widened at his pregnant pause on the other side of the receiver.“How—”“It’s best you don’t ask too many questions, dear,” Gerri replied, cutting him off. “Suffice it to say I knew your mother, God rest her soul. And how is your father, by the way?”“As well as can be expected, considering.” He hesitated, clearing his throat, obviously trying to salvage his composure.“Indeed. So, tell me, what can I do for you?”“I assume you got my email. I had to google the address as your business card only has a phone number listed,” Jaylon answered.She chuckled. “That card is older than you, boy. There was no such thing as email back then.”“Uhm, of course,” was his awkward reply. “Did y
“Houston, we have a problem.”Jaylon Ross turned toward the door, but the humor on his lips faded the moment he met his father’s eyes. “What happened?”“The council cancelled the run tonight.” Wyatt Ross met his son’s disbelief and shrugged.“Why? This was planned months ago, since the Wolf Moon, when we knew the lunar cycle would be perfectly aligned with the tides.”“I know,” Wyatt replied with a sigh.“Then what’s the problem?” Jaylon closed his files and leaned on the end of his desk.His father exhaled, lifting one hand. “Not enough interest among the young ones.”Jaylon stood, incredulous. “There are at least twenty half-bloods old enough to coax their first shift.”“That’s the reason in a nutshell, son. Half-bloods. They aren’t full shifters, and you know as well as I that coaxing a shift is hard on them. The moon doesn’t have the same pull on them as it does on full shifters. It’s work. It’s hard to pull their animal forth, and when have you ever known a teenager who wants to
“Why are Latinas such hotheads?” her best friend Lyssa asked. “And why are you being so obstinate?”Becca glanced from the window to Lyssa sitting at the kitchen counter. “I’m not. You weren’t there, Lyssa. You didn’t hear what the elders suggested I do to fix things.”“Things? What things?” she asked, pouring a glass of wine.Becca threw a hand in the air. “The lack of men things.”Lyssa smirked. “Flesh and blood men things or battery-operated men things?”Becca cracked a smile. “You’re not helping.”“Oh, au contraire, good vibrations would have the old biddies on the council happily buzzing away and off your back. Problem solved.” She waggled her eyebrows.“Again, not helping, Lys.”Lyssa grinned. “Maybe not, but at least my suggestion would put a smile on their wrinkly faces, which is more than I can say for you.”“I am not wrinkly.” A smirk tugged at Becca’s lips despite herself.“No, but neither are you smiling. Like ever. Since you took over as Prowl Leader, you aren’t you anymo
Marcus yelled into his phone and Theo drove like a bat outta hell toward the tiger pride’s prime house. They hadn’t been there before, but GPS in the truck would get them there.“I don’t know what kind of help is needed,” Marcus yelled. “Get everything out there now!”Theo hung up from talking to the chief several minutes ago. Fortunately, the firehouse wasn’t waiting around for confirmation of necessity. They were on their way with full artillery, threat of fire or just needed shifter-manpower.Overhead, several helicopters buzzed by.“Choppers?” Theo questioned. “Who has black helicopters?”Marcus snorted. “The only ones I know who have those are the government.” They watched as the whirly birds headed around the side of the mountain, the same direction they headed. There was only one community out here that had people.“Marcus,” Theo started, “call your boss and ask him for the name of the woman in the Virgin Case. Now that I think about it, virgin and Virgata are really fucking si
Francesca jarred awake. She was in a vehicle by the sound of it. Her cat helped her remember what happened. Nielson had abducted her. And the man was bat-shit crazy. Who the hell did he think he was?Coming into their pride and thinking he could push her brother around and take over. But with her father sick, she understood how the deranged asshole thought this place was ripe for the picking.He said the same thing that Shane did about power and prestige. Had Nielson fed her brother and her brother’s friends all that crap? Turning her trusting sibling into a paranoid bootlicker with minions to do as he told them?But what did the bastard mean about her being locked in the alpha house instead of going to prison? Her to prison? Why, for what?Pain shot through her head. She had to focus to get out of here. She could shift and try to pry through the metal. She’d have to pound her way out, and he’d hear that from the front of the car.A vibration buzzed her butt cheek. Her phone! The fuck
Francesca and Theo sat at the kitchen table in the apartment while Marcus made pancakes for breakfast. He said they were his specialty. She’d see. If these guys could cook, she’d keep them both. Who was she kidding? She was keeping them anyway.“So, Marcus,” she asked, “what was so important at your meeting yesterday that they made you miss the game?”“The current case I’ve been telling you about, they had news. One thing was it turns out it’s a female who’s been doing all the stealing and fraud. First case for me with that. It’s usually a guy.”Francesca sighed. “Unfortunately, women can do just as bad as men.”“Women can be downright vicious,” Theo said. “I do my best never to cross one of you.” He smiled at her. “Of course, I’ll cross you, preacher-style you, doggy you—”“Jesus, Theo,” Marcus complained, “can you be any more lewd?”Theo’s smile widened. “Sure, I can—”“Here.” Marcus flung a pancake at him. “Fill your pie hole with this.”And Theo leaned to the side and caught it in
“I need some liquor. This tea shit ain’t gonna cut it.”“Nita!” Tally burst into laughter.“What? It’s true!” She remembered her first view of Ky. Half-naked and passed out on his kitchen floor. “As for noticing, no. He’s changed. A lot. He’s all big and buff and...”“And what?” Tally asked, leanin
Especially in a relationship. I hate it when men say one thing and then I find out they have five other women they’re dating and a handful of baby mommas.” She raised her brows. “Do you have any baby mamas you need to tell me about?”He almost fell out his chair laughing. “No.” He chortled. “No bab
Gray glared at Stripes. From the corner of his eye, he watched Tynder motion for Alyssa to take a seat so she wouldn’t have to stand any longer.“But how did you know she was the one?” he asked confused.Stripes shrugged his massive shoulders like a little kid.“I didn’t. But this Mrs. Wilder woman
“There’s another thing,” she said. “This one is really the main reason why I contacted you.”“Hit me,” Gerri said.She’d probably never get used to how Gerri looked and the stuff she said. It never matched. “I want kids.”“Kids?” Gerri looked at her, confused.“My biological clock is gonna give me







