Earth Shattering

by L. P. Maxa

  ALL MINE

  It's always the quiet ones. Riley, the good guy. The dependable packmate. Everyone's best friend. Especially Jasper's, with whom Riley shares women. Not I date 'em one night, you date 'em the next. More like, we're with the same woman at the same time. It's their thing, and they enjoy the hell out of doing it.

  Then the universe decided Riley needed a swift kick in the head and sent Blake as the striker.

  Petite, bubbly, and indefatigable, Blake pulls him out of his college freshman funk. And, for a while, they have a blast. New best friends enjoying college life.

  But all good things must end, and when Jasper makes a surprise visit, there goes the party.

  Or...maybe not.

  Nothing goes according to plan or shifter lore, until it does. Then Blake's Riley's and he has no intention of sharing her with anyone.

  ALSO BY L.P. MAXA

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  Royalty

  Legacy

  Infamy

  Loyalty

  Sanctuary

  Piracy

  Certainty

  Inevitably

  Finally

  The Devil’s Share

  Play Nice

  Play Dirty

  Play Fair

  Play Softly

  Play Hard

  Play For Keeps

  St. Leasing

  Mouth Watering

  Breath Taking

  Jaw Dropping

  Heart Stopping

  Soul Crushing

  Other Novels

  Happy Place

  Stumbled into Love

  Rescued

  The Forever Weekend

  The Ideal

  EARTH SHATTERING

  ST. LEASING – BOOK 6

  L.P. Maxa

  www.BOROUGHSPUBLISHINGGROUP.com

  PUBLISHER’S NOTE: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, business establishments or persons, living or dead, is coincidental. Boroughs Publishing Group does not have any control over and does not assume responsibility for author or third-party websites, blogs or critiques or their content.

  EARTH SHATTERING

  Copyright © 2021 L.P. Maxa

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  ISBN: 978-1-953810-58-8

  E-book formatting by Maureen Cutajar

  www.gopublished.com

  To my new, larger, family

  I’m beyond grateful you’ve come into existence

  ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

  Thank you to BOTH my beautiful daughters for hanging out with your way more fun dad so I could work. This book was hard to find space for. I wrote it in the middle of a pandemic, in the middle of a home study, in the middle of an adoption. There was so much on my mind, all the time. But it was all a labor of love, Earth Shattering included. Our baby girl’s first mom named her Riley. And it’s so fitting that the first book I wrote after she came into our world was this one. Riley (boy Riley) was the first young character I created.

  Thank you to all my readers for your support over the last year. I can’t explain how much it means to me. There are no words. You rooted for me and my family. You were excited for us, you cried happy tears for us. I am eternally grateful.

  CONTENTS

  PART ONE: The Lies

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  PART TWO: The Truth

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Chapter Thirty

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Chapter Thirty-Two

  Chapter Thirty-Three

  Chapter Thirty-Four

  Chapter Thirty-Five

  Chapter Thirty-Six

  Chapter Thirty-Seven

  Chapter Thirty-Eight

  Playlist

  About the Author

  EARTH SHATTERING

  “Love is friendship that has caught fire.”

  – Ann Landers

  PART ONE

  THE LIES

  Riley

  Chapter One

  Loneliness wasn’t something new. Riley had been an only child with an absentee father and working mom for the majority of his life. When his mother married his stepdad, so many things about both of their lives had changed. He’d gained a big extended family, and he’d been sent to St. Leasing, a private school for shifters like himself and his stepdad. He’d spent four years at the private school nestled in the mountain forest outside the tiny Colorado town of Haxton. There, he’d met his best friend Jasper. And there, through a series of dramatic events, he’d become part of a pack. A true wolf pack. Hell, they even had an alpha and beta.

  He’d woken after his first night in his new dorm room and realized he was alone for the first time in over four years. Back in Haxton, he’d had his teammates, his friends, his roommates. He had Dom and Corey, who were like an odd hybrid of surrogate parents and cool older siblings. And he had Hadley, his cosmic little sister, whom he worshipped. Riley had always wanted siblings, and the universe had delivered in a big way. Not only did he consider Jasper and Jace his brothers, but he had Hadley now too. He was nervous when he found out that destiny had chosen him to play the part of her big brother, her protector. He couldn’t imagine his life without her though. He was surrounded, constantly, by the people he loved and they loved him in return.

  Since coming to the University of Northern Colorado to play baseball, lonely was all he’d felt. There was no Jasper to encourage devious choices. There was no broody Jace tossing a laughing Axie over his shoulder to take her upstairs so he didn’t fuck her on the kitchen counter. No Corey to watch trashy TV with. No Dom to go on late night runs with. Don’t even get him started on the hole in his chest where Hadley belonged. He missed his pack, every single one of them. He even missed Linc and his constantly inappropriate humor.

  Riley turned the music up on his AirPods, trying like hell to drown out the party going strong in the hallway outside his dorm room. He wanted to get through the next couple weeks, and then get back to Haxton for Christmas with his family. He didn’t want to drink warm keg beer with the other freshmen from his floor. He didn’t want to wrap a sheet around his body and call it a nod to the Greeks. He didn’t want to hook up with some random chick in her attempt to give zero fucks about the guy who’d ghosted her earlier in the day.

  It’d been four months since he moved t
o the University of Northern Colorado by himself, and sure he’d been back to Haxton for visits, but he was more than ready for this fall semester to be over. He was ready for Jasper to come join him in Greenly. He was ready to have at least a small part of his pack with him for the everyday stuff. For breakfast in the dining hall, for practice, and for classes. He hated feeling like a pussy, but he needed his best friend.

  Baseball season was starting soon, and Riley knew his reclusive existence would no longer be tolerated by his new coaches or by his teammates. It was already hard enough turning down their constant invites, but when it became more about team building and less about getting to know you bullshit, he’d be out of excuses. The thought of making new friends, of building a new team around him, almost made him ill. It made the ache in his chest for his real pack unbearable. But at least by then, Jasper would be here with him.

  “Hey, can I use your bathroom?” Riley whirled around, his eyes gone wide as his door was thrown open so hard it hit the wall. “Thanks.” He’d turned from his desk in time to see a mass of bubblegum pink sheets trail into the bathroom.

  Who does that? Who walks into someone else’s room and uses their bathroom without waiting for permission?

  He stood from his desk, shoving a pencil behind his ear. He heard the toilet flush, then the faucet come on. Well, at least whoever they were washed their damn hands.

  No one came into his room unannounced. He didn’t have the same no-locks policy the rest of the co-ed floor did. And he was more than irritated that someone had the balls to come in like it wasn’t a complete invasion of his privacy. He’d been wallowing in self-pity and they’d interrupted.

  When the door opened moments later, he made sure he was wearing his most annoyed scowl with his arms crossed over his chest, channeling Baze and Jace as best he could. “Uh, hello?” He used Axie’s snarky tone too.

  “Hey, thanks.” Blonde curls bounced into view as the girl who’d barged into his room dipped down to gather the extra yards of pink fabric hanging from her petite frame. “I had to go so bad and the line for the one down the hall was intense.” She stood up straight, holding her sheets over her arm.

  Even at her full height—maybe five-three—she was petite and unimposing. Her hair was the color of a wheat field, framing her face and making her cornflower blue eyes appear even bluer. She was pretty. Well fuck it, she was gorgeous. She was studying him with humor in her gaze and a smirk on her glossy pink lips. He had no clue what she could possibly find funny about this invasion.

  “Do I know you?” He wouldn’t let her good mood obliterate his sour one.

  She cocked her head to the side, her curls falling over her bare collarbone. “Do you know anyone?”

  Riley jerked back, annoyed she had the balls to ask him that question. Why would a tiny blonde wearing a bubblegum pink sheet be standing in his dorm room calling him on his bullshit?

  He decided to stand his ground, going for intimidating, but she didn’t cower. He reached deep, pulling out a bit of his shifter magic, putting menacing vibes in the air designed to scare her away. But she didn’t back out of the room mumbling an apology like he’d expected.

  No, instead she stepped closer, trailing her fingertips over the smooth surface of his dresser. “Why are you in here?” She jerked her thumb behind her. “The party is out there.”

  “Thus, the reason I’m in here.” He took a deep breath, puffing out his chest even farther. He was trying his damnedest to make her feel uncomfortable, but it didn’t seem to be working.

  She nodded, making her hair swing around her bare shoulders. “Oh. You’re one of those people who don’t like fun?” Her toga was wrapped tight around her chest, showing off her curves. He might be annoyed as fuck by her presence, but he wasn’t blind.

  “Wearing a sheet and drinking cheap beer isn’t my idea of a good time.” He was still standing, still rigid, still mentally trying to make her leave his safe space. “You can go now.” He made a shooing motion toward the door.

  The blonde laughed lightly, the sound filling the air around him like an intrusive song. “Did you really just dismiss me?” She waved her hands down her body. “I’m standing in your room wearing a thin sheet, three beers in. Flirting. And you shooed me?”

  He raised one eyebrow, not letting himself smile even though her incredulous tone was almost making him want to. “Are you asking me why I’m not hitting on you? A female I’ve never met before, who, by her own admission, is under the influence of alcohol. Really?”

  Was she asking him to take advantage of her? That was fucking insane.

  Her lips pursed, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Good point.”

  “So again.” He shooed her. “You can go.”

  She didn’t leave, she moved closer still. She was standing a couple feet away from him, her sweet scent wrapping around him. She was wearing pink and she smelled like candy; he didn’t know if he should laugh or physically shove her out of his room. Riley wasn’t into chicks like this. Chicks who looked like they belonged in some boy band’s music video. All highlights and smiles on shiny lips. She didn’t fit his current morose personality, and he didn’t want anyone trying to bring him out of his funk.

  “No, I think I’ll stay.” She lifted her chin, defying him. “You look like you need a friend.”

  “I don’t.” He had friends. He had a whole damn pack. “Thanks, though.”

  “You always like this?” She launched past him, jumping onto his twin-size mattress, her sheets fluttering with the movement. “Moody and rude?”

  He sighed at that question, because he wasn’t. He was usually a really nice guy. Pleasant and easy to get along with. He was kind to the people he cared about, and he went out of his way to make others happy. But over the course of this semester, he’d been discourteous and utterly distant. He hadn’t given anyone a chance to get to know him, preferring to soak in his sadness, feeling sorry for himself, and regretting his decision to come here without Jasper.

  “No.” The chick on his bed was nosy and she couldn’t seem to take a hint, but she was trying to befriend him. He could at least be polite about shoving her out of his room. Corey would be appalled at him shooing her like pigeon. Jasper would kick his ass for turning away a flirty chick wearing next to nothing. “No, I’m not.”

  She nodded, pulling her hair up into a ponytail at the top of her skull, her curls bouncing. “Why so blue, boo?”

  He gave up and cracked a smile at that, taking a seat at his desk. Where he was before she so rudely interrupted him. “I guess, I uh, I miss my family.” She blinked at him, her dark lashes fanning her face. Her expectant gaze was making him feel like his admission wasn’t enough for her. “I’ve never really been away from them.” He’d never been away from his pack, never been away from Jasper since they’d started together at St. Leasing as freshmen.

  “Are you away from them now?” She sat up, reaching to his desk and picking up the framed picture Corey had given him before he’d pulled out of their driveway four months ago.

  It was everyone, the whole pack. He was cradling Hadley to his chest, with Jasper’s arm slung around his shoulders. Corey was next to him, Dom standing behind like he was watching over his girls. Jace and Axie only had eyes for each other, per the norm. Linc had said something that made Madden laugh with her head thrown back. His hand was on her rounded stomach. Keller and Molly were smiling like they had a secret, and Baze and Penn were clinging to each other and Jace’s shoulders. Every time Riley looked at that pic he felt equal parts happy and sad.

  “Because it seems to me, you’re still there with them.” The pretty stranger put his picture back down, her gaze searching his. “When is the last time you had fun, sourpuss?”

  He chuckled, humorlessly. “Couldn’t tell you.”

  Although if he had a gun to his head, which wasn’t an unreasonable exaggeration given the life he’d lived back in Haxton, it was a few nights before he left home. He, Jace, and Jasper had gone to Moon Bar fo
r drinks. The rest of the pack had surprised him with a going-away party; all his favorite people were there. They drank and danced, and laughed. They had cake. He and Jasper had shared a waitress at their borrowed apartment, the perfect going-away night.

  “Well. It’s a good thing I really needed to pee, huh?” The girl gathered her sheet, hopping off his neatly made bed. “Come on, let’s teach you how it feels to smile again.”

  He crossed his arms back over his chest, instantly uncomfortable at the thought of leaving his room. It was as if he was afraid to shed his sadness. Like he wasn’t entirely sure who he’d be here without it. “I don’t even know you.”

  She held out her hand. “I’m Blake.” When he didn’t immediately offer her his palm, she reached down and took it without permission. Shaking it with a smirk on her face. “This is the part where you tell me your name. Unless you want me to keep calling you sourpuss all night.”

  “Riley.” He took a deep breath, letting her pull him to his feet, towering over her once he was standing. He suddenly decided he liked the feel of her small hand in his, and he liked he was bigger than her. He liked the way she was all light and sweet, infusing his veins with happiness even when he’d tried to deny her. She wasn’t scared of him. No way was she intimidated.

  She should’ve been. She’d made friends with a wolf, and she had no fucking clue. Blake had no sense of self-perseveration, no sixth sense that alerted her to danger. He found himself wanting to protect her, if only for the night.

  She dropped his palm. “Well, we’ve got to find me something else to wear then, huh?” She whirled around, going to his closet, throwing open the double doors to the wardrobe like she had every right. “I’m sure you’ve got something that’ll resemble a dress on me.” She winked at him over her shoulder. “You’re massive.”

  He smirked, starting to feel more like his old self than he had in months. “You have no idea.”

  She let out a dramatic gasp. “Did you make a joke? Holy crap, I didn’t know you had it in you.”