by Emma Dean
Broken Wolf
The Blue Mountain Pack Series
Emma Dean
BROKEN WOLF
THE BLUE MOUNTAIN PACK SERIES
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Copyright © 2018 by Emma Dean
ASIN: B07DJSJRVP
This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, locations, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
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Chapter One
Shane
Bonnie gasped when Shane slammed her against the door. The second he laid eyes on her – walking up to his Alpha’s front door like she owned the place – he’d known she would be his. Maybe it was the way she glared at him as she walked by, or the way her full lips pursed in annoyance when she’d slipped on the ice and he’d caught her.
She smelled fucking delicious and the way she moaned when he lifted her up and pushed inside of her, clutching onto his shoulders, made him growl with pleasure. Shane had to grit his teeth to keep from coming when she pulsed around him – they both were so close already. He thrust into her, grinding against her clit every time his hips hit hers.
Shane had hoped she would follow him up the stairs when he’d said goodnight after the pack’s barbecue. He was almost positive she was his mate because she drove him absolutely insane.
“Shane,” Bonnie gasped. The way she said his name made him groan.
“Is this what you wanted?” he asked, voice gruff with his need.
“Yes,” she moaned, barely managing to hold on.
Bonnie knew what she wanted and she took it without hesitation, riding him – meeting every thrust until he felt her shake and shiver – right on the verge of exploding.
Shane pulled up her sweater just enough to reveal her breasts in the fancy black lace bra. Without breaking his rhythm, he pulled the lace down and bent so he could suck on her exposed nipple. Bonnie moaned his name again, squeezing her legs around him so tightly he wondered if she would break him in half.
“Come for me,” he growled, urging her on by grinding against her.
Then she screamed and pulsed around him. Shane held her up and thrust in one last time, exploding with a roar. He stilled as she milked him until his knees were a bit shakier than he’d like.
Without a word Shane spun them around and he gently laid her down on the massive bed. He looked down at her for a moment and admired her rare beauty before he slipped out of her. It was almost torture to leave her, but he slipped off the condom and crossed the room to the bathroom. Shane tied it off and tossed it.
Damn this girl was trouble. Shane hadn’t intended to sleep with her so soon, not until he was sure she was his mate, but spending all day near her during the barbecue, and breathing her in, had messed with his judgement.
She had him riled up with all those touches and hungry looks until he’d been more wolf than man, drooling over a fine piece of meat – one that smelled like a meadow on the hottest day of summer with a hint of honey.
When Shane came back into the bedroom he paused a moment and stared at her through the dark room. The moonlight was just barely enough light to see her outline. “I need to sleep,” he told her.
Bonnie was a human, and an innocent one at that. His alpha’s mate’s best friend – one he’d known he should stay away from, but he couldn’t help himself. That smell of hers…but he hadn’t been able to scent the mate bond yet.
She knew nothing about the supernatural world and he’d prefer to keep it that way. If he slept next to her after they’d had sex…Shane didn’t know what would happen. She might have just wanted a good fuck and that was it.
“You don’t have to leave,” she finally said. “I’m tired enough to go to sleep now if you want to join me.”
Without hesitation Shane crossed the room and slid into bed next to her. That was exactly what he’d wanted to hear. “You should get into something warm and comfortable,” he murmured, brushing her hair back. “The nights are cold here.” And humans were so vulnerable.
“What about you?”
Her question made him smile, knowing her human eyes couldn’t see it. “I don’t really get cold, but I’ll change if you’d prefer that.”
Bonnie laughed and sat up to strip off her shirt. “It’s weird to sleep in jeans, so yeah wear something comfortable and join me.”
Shane got up and went to the closet. He pulled out a pair of soft-looking bottoms and Bonnie grabbed her pajamas from her suitcase. “You have clothes here?” she asked, padding to the bathroom to clean up.
It was awkward to explain to someone who knew nothing about his life or how the pack operated. He’d given Bonnie his room to stay in and he still wasn’t sure why. “This is usually my guestroom when I crash at the main house, so I keep a few things here,” Shane told her, keeping his voice neutral. He had no idea what she thought about the way the pack lived on the land Kai had purchased.
Bonnie disappeared into the bathroom and Shane watched the way her ass swayed. He had to bite his tongue as his dick got hard again. It had been a long time since he’d felt this way about anyone. Damn, she was gonna kill him. He changed into the sleep bottoms and waited for her to return.
Fuck, what if she slept on his side of the bed?
Shane ran his hand through his hair. Whatever, she could still pick which side she wanted. It wouldn’t be that big of a deal. Shane looked at the bed and fixed the sheets and the blankets. He could be polite and let her choose where she wanted to sleep. His OCD didn’t have to win this time. But if she chose his side…maybe she wasn’t his mate.
He fluffed the pillows violently, punching them into submission. This wasn’t a test. Whatever side she slept on wasn’t going to tell him if she was his mate. Only time and scent. He’d know for sure the moment he was able to smell the back of her neck without looking like a fucking creep.
“What in the hell are you doing in there, woman?” Shane asked. He couldn’t hide the irritation or impatience in his voice.
Bonnie laughed and stepped out of the bathroom. “This doesn’t just happen you know,” she said, waving from her face to her feet. “I have to wash my face and moisturize or I’ll look old before you know it.”
Her hair was up in a bun and her pajamas looked soft. Shane wanted to touch her face, but he stopped himself just in time. They didn’t know each other like that yet. “You must be really tired to think you could ever look old. Pick a side.” His voice was gruffer than he’d intended but she didn’t seem phased by it.
Shane supposed it was better than the way he’d snapped at her earlier for touching his carving knives…and somehow she was still into him.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and instantly he tensed. If she dragged him into bed he couldn’t figur
e out which side she wanted and then he’d be committed to a position. Shane pulled his hand out of hers and winced. He couldn’t stop the constant need to be in control.
“I’d rather you pick first,” he told her, gentling his voice this time. “You’re the guest here.”
Bonnie made a face she didn’t know he could see but flopped onto the bed, getting all tangled in the blankets while she tried to get into position. Shane slowly let out the breath he’d been holding when she settled on the left side. She rolled over and he slid in next to her, wrapping an arm around her stomach.
Shane nuzzled her neck with his nose, breathing her in. Then it hit him – that delicious scent of hers with a hint of something else – the bond. Bonnie was most definitely his mate. He tucked the blankets around them both and pulled her back into his chest.
The harpy was his.
Chapter Two
Bonnie
When Bonnie woke up the next morning she was alone. She sat up and looked around, the down comforter like a cloud around her. There was no trace of Shane. Reaching over she grabbed her phone from the nightstand. Somehow she had full bars which surprised the shit out of her. They were out in the middle of nowhere. Even in Portland she couldn’t always get full bars.
Voices wafted up from downstairs and she recognized Amelia’s laugh. She’d never heard Amelia laugh as much as she had the day before during the barbecue where Bonnie had met her new boyfriend. And she’d known the girl for almost four years now.
The smell of bacon reached her nose and Bonnie realized she was starving.
She wondered if it would be awkward after the night before. Shane hadn’t really seemed like the cuddling type, but then he’d gone to sleep with her after their insanely hot sex. Bonnie couldn’t remember the last time she’d had sex that good.
But she also hadn’t expected to wake up alone. Maybe Shane thought it had been just a one-time thing.
Feeling uncomfortable and a bit chilly Bonnie slipped off the bed and padded toward her massive suitcase. Despite how it may seem to others, Bonnie wasn’t interested in a one-night stand. The moment she laid eyes on Shane she’d known she wanted to go out with him.
Pulling up into the long driveway she’d been sure she was lost and then all of a sudden this huge, gorgeous man with blue eyes and an elk in the back of his truck appeared through the trees. Bonnie had been too focused on making sure Amelia was still alive and safe to really pay too much attention to him after parking.
Until she’d slipped on ice and made a total fool out of herself. Somehow he was right there to catch her. Bonnie had felt stupid enough she’d snapped at him before stalking up the stairs to the house. The man had serious muscles.
Bonnie knew despite their first encounter she’d end up smitten with him. His black hair and blue eyes were both just a shade darker than her own, but it was his serious demeanor that attracted her. Something in his past was still hurting and she wanted to help him – however stupid that may sound after only knowing him for a day.
And there were things…like how he was about the bed the night before. That boy had baggage, but of course it only made her want him more.
She changed as quickly as she could. Her favorite sexy sweater with the open, crisscrossed back was warm and soft. No doubt Shane would notice her in it. Then she wiggled into her tightest, fleece-lined jeans. It was cold as balls outside per her phone.
Bonnie hadn’t been expecting a millionaire playboy’s cabin out in the middle of nowhere when she’d agreed to come check on Amelia and Kai. And when Amelia had explained Kai owned twenty-five hundred acres of land outside La Grande, Oregon she thought…actually Bonnie didn’t know what she thought.
She didn’t know anyone who owned that much land except a few well off ranchers her parents used to be friends with. But it seemed like most of the land was occupied by forest and wildlife. She didn’t get what Kai wanted all of that for.
Hopefully the roads would be better and she could head back to Portland today. She had work tomorrow after all. It was strange how easy it was to forget the rest of the world when surrounded by nothing but the wilderness.
Bonnie stepped into her Uggs and threw her hair up into a ponytail and did her makeup as quickly as she could, keeping it to nothing more than liner and mascara. She didn’t want to seem like she was trying too hard.
The whole situation here in La Grande was a bit weird. Apparently everyone she’d met the day before, including Shane, all had their own houses somewhere on the twenty-five hundred acres, but she hadn’t seen them yet. Bonnie still didn’t know how she felt about that.
Amelia had texted her the situation, and when she’d read the message Bonnie felt weird – it was almost creepy. All her warning bells were telling her to stay away from this weird-ass place – and from Shane. It felt too much like a commune.
Who else lived on the same property with so much flippin’ space? Then they were all mechanics too and happened to work for Kai? So weird.
Yet she’d gone after Shane like a dog with a bone. The second she’d laid eyes on him…Bonnie didn’t usually feel such a connection with people she’d never met before.
But the barbecue the day before had been fun and not commune-like at all. It had been relaxing after such a stressful week at Ravens Publishing. Though there was that weird moment when they’d heard a wolf howl. It had scared her, but Shane had put his body between her and the forest like he’d fight a rabid animal for her.
Bonnie shook her head and smiled. It was oddly romantic. It didn’t matter that they hardly knew each other…maybe Shane felt a strange connection with her too.
The chatter in the kitchen paused as she opened the door as quietly as she could, trying to get a feel for what was going on downstairs. Bonnie glanced at the watch her father had given her. It was still so early. Must be all that fresh mountain air.
Everyone here was so sensitive to every sound. Bonnie wondered what they’d even been talking about.
As she came down the stairs everyone turned to look up at her. Amelia grinned and got up from her seat at the counter. Kai watched her best friend with this look like he was completely head over heels – over the moon in love with her. But that was ridiculous. They’d only known each other for like, two weeks.
Then she spotted Shane at the griddle meticulously turning the bacon so it didn’t burn. He glanced at her and then quickly looked away.
Well, all right then.
Bonnie wouldn’t go talk to him yet. She’d wanted to give him a hug or something. He could have just been up early, but that was super rude. Shane was outright ignoring her after being a total sweetheart the night before.
It hurt more than she’d expected it to.
“How did you sleep?” Amelia asked, dragging her to the couch in the massive living room.
Bonnie let herself be pulled along. The mood the others had was definitely different than the day before and they watched Amelia like she was important to them. It really creeped Bonnie out even though she knew they were good people – or at least, she thought they were.
“I slept okay, I guess,” Bonnie replied. Everyone went back to their tasks, pretending like they weren’t listening. She tore her eyes from Shane’s back and inspected Amelia.
Something about her best friend was different.
Bonnie couldn’t say what exactly it was, but her skin was practically…glowing. “You’re not pregnant are you?” she whispered. They’d been besties for almost five years and Amelia had never wanted kids – going on and on about it, but if she was pregnant Bonnie would help her figure it out.
That’s what family was for.
Amelia grinned and shook her head. “No, but I am happy.”
Bonnie smiled, squashing the guilt she felt about doubting Kai, his friends, and his home down deep. Amelia had such a rough life and her friend deserved all the happiness in the world. It didn’t matter if Bonnie thought it was weird or not as long as everything was kosher and no one planned to wear
anyone else’s skin like creepy murderers in the woods.
“I’m glad you’re happy,” Bonnie said, widening her smile despite the sick feeling in her stomach. She glanced at Shane again. He was still staring at the bacon. Why was he ignoring her?
“I have something I need to tell you,” Amelia said quietly, taking Bonnie’s hand and squeezing it.
Her stomach dropped and Bonnie stared at Amelia like she’d grown two heads. The girl did not make physical contact willingly, and that she was doing it now? Something was very, very wrong. “What is it?” Bonnie asked, trying to keep her voice normal despite the panic she felt.
“I’ve decided to put in my two weeks’ notice at Ravens on Monday.”
Wait, what?
Amelia had worked her ass off at Ravens for years. Years She’d gone to school and interned at that place when she was still couch-surfing. And now she was suddenly quitting? It made absolutely no sense. She glanced at Kai and didn’t like the way he was openly watching them. There was something else going on, but she wanted to find out what it was first before she flipped out.
Bonnie glanced at Shane again and his shoulders hunched like he could feel the weight of her gaze. She flared her nostrils in annoyance and turned back to Amelia, making a colossal effort to keep the ‘bitch’ from her voice until she could get to the bottom of this. “Why are you leaving?”
Amelia let go of her hand and tugged on her red hair. Whatever it was, it made her uncomfortable and that made Bonnie angry. No one better be forcing her friend, her only family to do anything she didn’t want to do.