Wild West Female Outlaws Novels & Stories

Embarrassed, Lauren turned and looked at the ground. The sheriff exhaled. "I'm just relieved that woman-beatin' son of a bitch is locked up." Lauren stood by Chase, glancing around at their faces, while Amos and Mitch went over the details of the horse-rustling operation and what the consequences would be for Edie, as well as the other men involved. They discussed the murder victim, Hank Hardy, who'd been thrown from his spooked horse and had died of a broken neck, according to the coroner.

Personally, I have learned never to underestimate the fairer sex, though. "Stasia pointed out the 4 rouge females past the warriors unnoticed. They were the ones that killed Luna Sara. It was a female "omega" that the pups opened the door for. In every pack attack rouge female wolves went past the warriors, pretending to be in distress in one form or another. Look at the fucking notes. Seriously, all the evidence points to the focus being on female pack member and the still they don't listen." Dane raised is voice and slammed his fist on the table, breaking it. Drinks all over the place.

No man had gone near her on her eighteenth or nineteenth birthday. When all the pack were fucking, she’d scampered away to be alone and mourn what she could never have. Some of the pack females enjoyed teasing her and taunting her lack of love life. Shaking her head to clear the horrid images from her mind, she looked up at him. “You’re not going to tell me?” he asked. “No, why should I?” Stop fighting, you idiot. He can do anything he wants with you. He intrigued her. Zion was a mystery. She’d never heard about him before. Most outlaws were discussed in great detail amongst packs, but she couldn’t fit his circumstances with the name of any outlawed wolves.

“Right, you’re doing all this so you can get a job with Brian.” He clenched his jaw. She couldn’t tell if it was disapproval or disappointment that flickered in his eyes. “If you want him to see that you are a wild woman, then you need to show that you are fighting off all the men.” “So, to get a man’s attention, I should show that another guy wants me? Great, I’ve just appointed you to be that guy. You’re staying. End of this conversation.” *****

“So, how have you seen them doing…things with one woman?” “Well, yeah. They don’t hide it. Ask anyone what they done last year behind the chutes in Cheyenne.” He leaned in so she heard the full account. “They had this young chickie stretched out naked over a stack of saddles. Hands tied behind her back with a piggin’ string. A bandana covering her eyes.” “Was she there willingly?” He snorted. “Those kind of women always are.” “What were they doing to her?”

She didn't choose the Arctic light, and she didn't choose the Blackwood storm. She chose the shadow. And as she disappeared into the upper hallway, the Blackwood Pack realized that the "The Outcast's Redemption" was no longer a story about two men fighting for a woman. It was a story about a woman who had finally outgrown the world of men.

I felt a sudden wave of heat, like I'm on fire. My blood boils as I sweat profusely. A loud groan filled my head. Her eyes shone the vibrant gold. Dark strands of red weigh down to her thin waist. The woman is weeping. Slowly, the light in her golden orbs disappear; her eyes covered by darkness. And all I felt was the coldness. Her pulse weakened and I could feel my lungs tightening. “You did nothing wrong.” A soft, mellow voice whispered.

She wasn’t buying it. “This is ridiculous, can we just get on with the debrief?” I wanted to ask if they could all leave so I could talk with Alex alone, but I knew I’d catch even more shit if that happened. “Tell us about the culprit.” “ Jasmine,” I said. Liz’s eyes widened in surprise as if she could figure it all out just in the way I said her name. It was unsettling but I ignored her and kept talking. “ Jasmine of Womack, Idaho. She lived with her mother Layla Dubois and two sisters, Sapphire and Sage. By day she worked at their family restaurant Layla Vous and by night she was our firewall breeching vigilante.”

Despite his urgency to reach home, Jasper decides to take Lianna and her horse along with him on the journey back home to Montana. Meanwhile, Alpha Briar West, a composed and confident leader, faces a new challenge when an unforeseen issue arises from the recent cattle thefts at Wolfe Ranch. He becomes the target of the enraged Alpha from the Winnipeg Pack, who seeks retribution for a debt. As if this predicament wasn't enough, Briar also finds his mate in an entirely unexpected manner. Now, this cowboy must navigate the complexities of his relationship with his free-spirited mate, Sloan Taylor.

These outlaws had always favored swift and decisive action. Sure enough, they also liked people with abilities. They initially believed this job involved some sort of love triangle, and they had to teach the mistress a lesson. The scene that unfolded before their eyes changed their minds. There might have been some relationship issues involved, but this woman was far from the eye candy they had first assumed her to be. The outlaws took a glance at the check on the ground, exchanged glances, and quickly came to a decision.