Garrets Domination Compress

Wolves of Climax 2
Garret's Domination
Cassidy's emotions are scattered as she tries to find her place in
Climax. She's done wicked things with Garret and his crew, and
only craves more of their feral passion. But do they want her for
more than just sex?
When an unknown threat comes close to home, Garret doesn't

take any chances with Cassidy's safety. He takes her into his
element, deep in the woods, where he can best protect her. Once
alone, they're able to bond on a new, intimate level.
Garret fights his natural desire to mark the little human for his
pack, afraid she'll reject them once she finds out what they really
are. The Rockford wolves are playing dirty, and a suspicious visit
from Cassidy's long-lost half brother only adds to the problems
plaguing the pack.
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation

between or among the men.
NOTE! You are purchasing Siren's newest serialized imprint, the

LoveXtreme Forever Series. This is Book 2 of 7 in the Wolves of
Climax collection. These books are not stand alone. Each is a
continuation of the previous book and must be read in the
numbered order. Each book may end on a cliffhanger but usually
with a happy-for-now for the heroine and one or more men. The
final book contains a happily forever after for the heroine and all
her men.
Genre: Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Paranormal, Vampires/Werewolves

Length: 24,019 words
GARRET’S DOMINATION
Wolves of Climax 2
Stacey Espino
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Wolves of Climax 2
STACEY ESPINO
Copyright © 2012
Chapter One
Cassidy hadn’t planned on fucking four men the first week she
arrived in Climax. It just happened. Now that she’d started her new
job she began to wonder if she’d made the best choice for herself. She
could just imagine the gossip in town if it got out—the town tramp,
brushwood bunny, Cassie-the-cock-lover. How do I get into these
situations?
She hadn’t had contact with any of her lovers since Monday
morning. The last one she’d seen was Garret as he rushed off in hopes
of finding Matthew, his missing mine worker. The rest of the staff
seemed to give him up for dead, but Garret refused to lose hope. It
was just one of the reasons she knew he couldn’t be involved in the
disappearance like some of the townsfolk had suggested.
Since she had no one to teach her the ropes at her new job, she’d
learned how to do a lot on her own around the office. She still needed
Garret to teach her how to handle the dispatching side of things, if he
ever showed up again. It was Wednesday morning. Cassidy had
stayed in Garret’s trailer on the jobsite for the past two nights at his
insistence. Apparently some weirdo had been lurking around her
house during the day, and wolves by night. She wasn’t going to
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complain about her temporary accommodations because at least she

felt safe.
Cassidy sorted some receipts into the right files when the door to
the construction trailer opened. Her blond-haired Texan god, Travis,
stood in the doorway, the sun highlighting his head like a halo.
“Mornin’, darlin’.”
“Good morning? Where have all of you been? I’ve been stranded
here at the mine for two nights with no car and no word from
anyone.”
“Well, we were supposed to bring you home with us, but after the
phone call about Matthew, Garret thought it best for you to stay away
from the forest.”
She’d wondered why the men hadn’t come for her. After the first
night alone, she assumed they’d used her for sex and wanted nothing
more to do with her. Part of her expected as much, believing their
night of passion was a fantasy. Like Cinderella, her dream expired at
midnight. But there was still that small flicker of hope that one of the
men, or preferably all of the men, felt something deeper for her.
Enough to want to get to know her more. She could have sworn that
Evan and Garret wanted her for more than cheap thrills, but what did
she know about relationships?
“Didn’t Garret find Matthew?”
Travis shook his head. “It was a wild-goose chase. We thought we
found him, but the trail went cold.”
“What about the phone call?”
“It was a bogus lead, probably whoever took Matthew trying to
cause more trouble. The northern forest where we were told to search
was riddled with bear traps.”
“Oh my God. You’re lucky none of you got hurt.”
He dragged a hand through his mop of dirty-blond hair. The fresh
air circulating into the office from outside invigorated Cassidy. She’d
been cooped up too long in these trailers.
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“We’re used to the tricks of hunters.” His shoulder propped open

the door, but when he stepped in, it closed behind him. “What I was
worried about was you, baby doll.” He joined her at the desk,
motioning her to stand with one finger. She stood up without a second
thought, too enamored by his narrowed blue eyes and simple
command. “I haven’t stopped thinking of you.”
“So you all went with Garret?” She wanted to be sure he wasn’t
just avoiding her, lounging the evenings away in his cabin while she
waited on pins and needles.
“Like I said, we do everything together.” He tilted his head,
studying her. When Travis reached out and ran the backs of his
fingers along her jawline, she trembled. Was she that desperate for his
touch?
He chuckled. “What’s the matter?”
She shook her head. “I thought you never wanted to see me
again.”
Travis brought one of those heavily muscled arms around her,
bringing her flush to his hard body. She was stiff, not knowing if she
should melt into him or keep up her guards. Was he ready for round
two of ménage loving or was he ready to get serious?
“Darlin’, when Garret left to find Matthew, we all went. Think of
us like…like wolves. We move as a pack, watch each others’ backs.
When one of us has a problem, so do the others. When we decide on a
woman, she belongs to all of us. Make sense?” He didn’t have an air
of humor when he spoke. He was being serious.
“I guess. No, not really.”
“Well, considering Garret hasn’t stopped thinking about you for
the past two days, I’d wager there’s a pretty good chance he hopes to
keep you. That means you’d belong to me, too.” A shiver raced up her
spine, and her skin broke out into gooseflesh despite the warm
temperature. His words were a mix of warning and erotic pleasure
whirled into one.
She whispered, “I’m not an animal. You can’t own me.” But the
thought of belonging to these dominant men made her body hum and
her blood run hot. She’d been without her vibrator or a man since
their ménage à quatre when she was stranded at the mine. Cassidy
wouldn’t have complained if Travis asked her to drop to her knees
and suck his cock. She needed any type of sexual release from the
virtual volcano inside her. The fact he’d come back at all lifted the
black cloud that had followed her since the men left.
“But you do want me to own you. Don’t deny it.” He had a
devilish smirk on his face. “You say no, but I guarantee your body’s
telling me yes.” Travis moved forward, forcing her to back up until
her legs hit the side of her desk. She had nowhere else to go.
“I don’t know what kind of girls you’ve dated, but I refuse to be
with a man that only shows up when he’s horny.”
“Am I horny?”
She rolled her eyes. His cock was digging into her stomach. She
could have sat on the desk, but liked the way it felt pressed tight
against her. Her pussy was already swollen and moist, ready to be
fucked. But she wouldn’t let him know that. If he didn’t want a
serious relationship, she’d be best to ignore her deep-seated yearning
and hold out for a man who’d commit to her—body, mind, and soul.
“Cassidy, you’re not answering.” He smoothed his hand over her
hair, leaning down to smell her shampoo. When she didn’t respond,
he made a disapproving sound deep in his chest. “Okay, fine. Truth or
dare?”
“Are you serious? I know you’re older than ten.”
“Truth or dare?”
Cassidy exhaled her annoyance. “Truth.”
He smiled, pleased with her choice. Travis slipped his hands down
her sides and then cupped her ass with both his big, strong hands. “I
can bring you to orgasm in the next ten minutes, right here. Not a
little peak you’ll soon forget, but powerful enough to have you
screaming.”
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She swallowed hard. Rather than feel offended or disgusted, her

pussy throbbed. She wanted to take him up on that offer, but it was all
part of his stupid game. The one he probably played with all his
willing victims. But he looked so damn hot, and she was painfully
pent up.
“You’re nasty,” she said, turning up her nose.
Why was he still smirking? He shifted her to the side, leaned over,
and then swiped his arm across the desk. Everything from files to
clipboards to coffee cups went flying off the end. It all happened so
fast. One minute they were both standing there talking and playing.
The next, he’d hoisted her up onto the cleared desk, pushed her down
to her back with a firm palm to the chest, and then tore open her
blouse. Her tiny white buttons shot out in several directions, pinging
against the hard surfaces in the office, and her breasts jiggled in the
loose lace cups of her bra.
“You love my nasty, though, don’t you, sweetheart. I can smell
you, sweet and ripe. Your body’s hungry for my cock, so you can stop
pretending to be insulted.”
He wedged his body between her legs, forcing her pencil skirt to
rise up her thighs. It was too tight, and soon she heard the sound of
ripping fabric as the side seam gave way. He was so rugged and
animalistic. It fucking turned her on. Her heartbeat was deafening in
her ears.
One more time. That’s all, just one more time and then she’d cut
herself off from their sexual advances completely. Travis unbuckled
his rodeo belt and then shrugged off his orange safety vest.
“The clock’s ticking. You’ve already wasted two minutes in your
truth challenge.”
“Not the most patient thing, are you?” He unzipped his Wranglers
and released his erection, so hard it barely had any give to it. “But
don’t go frettin’. Eight minutes is more than enough time for a
cowboy.”
She wondered what this Southerner was doing way up north.

What was his story?
He squatted down until she could only see the top of his head. His
breath was hot against her inner thighs, stimulating her further. Travis
pulled the thin lace of her panties to the side and lapped at her folds.
Her breath caught in her throat. The desk was hard against her back,
and any minute a miner could walk into the office and catch them in
the act. What if Garret walked in? Travis said they were together the
past two days, so maybe he’d show up with Evan and Patrick, too.
His tongue and lips were magic. Flicking and tugging with just the
right amount of pressure that she entered that preorgasmic bliss in
under two minutes. “That’s enough for now. I want to come inside
you, to feel your tight little cunt milk my cock.” He stood up and held
the root of his erection, moistening it in her overflow of juices. Each
time he ran his silky shaft over her clit, her whole body lit up, heat
chasing up from her toes. When he was thoroughly coated, he fucked
her good and hard, no holding back. She expected him to ease in, take
his time, but she was wrong.
“Travis!” she called out, her pussy so suddenly full of cock, she
could barely breathe. It felt so good, so primal. He filled her
completely, and she had a feeling he’d win this game.
He lowered over her, his broad shoulders blocking out the view of
the ceiling. She reached around his neck and held on when he started
to thrust. The whole desk moved, scraping along the floor, back and
forth with each pump of his hips.
“Shit, you’re so soft and sweet, baby doll.” He cradled his arms
under her shoulders, holding her close. “I dreamt of you each night
we were alone in the forest.”
They’d camped out in the forest with wild wolves and bears
roaming around? They must have balls of steel to brave the elements
this deep in the BC wilderness.
He kissed her temple and then nuzzled her neck, licking her pulse
point. She knew Travis had something against kissing on the lips,
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probably to stay disconnected from her, further proof she was only a
sexual object and no more. But she ignored the fact and focused on
the thick cock stroking deliciously in her cunt and the warm tongue
heating up her erogenous zone behind her ear.
Every time he’d thrust up, his pubic bone would grind against her
clit until it was so swollen it would explode any second. Her orgasm
was right there, hovering at the surface, so beautiful and addicting. As
much as she wanted to leap over the edge, she savored the bliss of
knowing she could extend her pleasure or bring herself to climax with
just a thought. It was heavenly, her whole body ultrasensitive, sweat
glistened, and burning up from the inside out.
“Don’t make me a liar, baby. Come for me.” He rose up, securing
her hips in each hand until her ass lifted off the edge of the desk.
Travis fucked her while looking down at her. He was gorgeous, his
blue eyes awash in a haze of raw lust. “Damn it, Cassidy, be a good
girl and come for me.”
She tried her best to hold off, to keep from peaking until after the
ten minutes were up, but she couldn’t. His movements were too quick
and intense now, and his gravelly voice made her clit throb harder.
“Travis!” She opened her mouth and arched her back as her release
tore through her body, building, building, and then detonating. Her
orgasm was powerful, taking over her body for those precious
seconds.
“Good Lord, you’re tight.” She could feel her walls contracting
around his cock, pulling him deeper, demanding he give up his seed.
He did. Soon after her, he growled, his fingers biting into the thick
flesh of her hips as he spent himself inside her. Hot jets of cum filled
her, dousing the final flame.
After he tucked himself away, he began to secure his belt again.
No words were spoken—that after-sex tension lingering in the air.
“Where’s Garret?” she asked.
“He wanted to check one more lead. An old-growth forest near the
Dapper Falls. He got a call on his two-way saying there was a body in
a ravine up there.”
She sat up, pulling her blouse shut with one fist. “A body?
Shouldn’t the police be called? Why aren’t you with him?”
“Garret can hold his own. Besides, it’s daylight. The creepy-
crawlies only come out at night.” He waggled his fingers in front of
her face, but she swatted them away.
She missed Garret. They’d only just connected when he got that
first phone call which stole him away. Cassidy wondered if the
bologna Travis spoke about was true. Would Garret decide the fate of
his crew’s love life? As much as she wanted him to return, she was
terrified he wouldn’t choose her. Maybe with his official acceptance,
Travis would finally give her the kisses she sought, let down that wall
between them. Or she could lose everything in the blink of an eye,
just like Cinderella.
16 Stacey Espino
Chapter Two
He was terrified to find Matthew’s body. By the time Garret

showed up in Dapper Falls, there were two RCMP officers at the
crime scene. As one of his pack mates, the other man was like one of
his essential organs. He’d carry the loss for the rest of his life.
Garret stepped over the rough vegetation and downed trees from a
recent storm, making his way to the yellow caution tape. “Did you see
the body?” he asked one of the cops. “Has it been identified?”
The older officer took off his hat in a solemn gesture and shook
his head. “The body’s pretty tore up. Had to be wolves. This is the
seventh attack on hikers this year alone. Lord knows why they want to
travel up here from the city just to walk amongst the trees.”
“That’s if they were hikers at all,” said the second officer. All
three of them stood on the upper bank, facing the ravine. Garret knew
he’d have to check for himself. Even if Matthew was mutilated
beyond recognition, he’d know it was him. “Coroner will be here
within the hour. He has to come all the way up from the outpost in
Bison Creek.”
“One of my miners from Gregor went missing nearly a month
ago. I’m hoping this John Doe isn’t him, but I need to know.”
The first officer frowned. “It’s gruesome. Even if I let you look
down there, you couldn’t touch a thing. It’s a crime scene.”
“You having a special unit come in to investigate?” asked Garret,
already knowing the answer.
The two men looked at each other. “Yeah, I guess it’s okay if you
take a look to see if it’s your man.” Climax was so removed from
civilization that they didn’t have a police station or other essential
services. The RCMP patrolled the highways and checked in once in a

while, but they were mostly on their own. They’d just come, bag the
body, and show up when the next one turned up. Their little town
wasn’t a priority, and neither were nameless hikers.
Garret grabbed the saplings along the bank to keep his balance as
he lowered into the valley. The ground was moist, the mud squeezing
out along the sides of his boots, making a sickening sound. All he
could think about was the sight he would have to endure and how it
would likely haunt his dreams for the rest of his life.
The body was covered with a black plastic tarp. When he reached
the bottom of the ravine, the silence settled in. He could hear his own
heart beating, the inhale and exhale of his breath, and maybe even the
rush of blood through his veins.
Please don’t be Matthew. But if it wasn’t Matthew he’d continue
to live in the dark, not knowing what became of his pack mate. Garret
had to remind himself he was a wolf-shifter, born to fear nothing. He
held the edge of the cool tarp, the crinkling sound obscenely loud.
With a sharp intake of breath he pulled the tarp back to reveal the
body.
Fuck! The male body had already begun to decompose, and he
had no doubt it was wolves that’d inflicted the damage. But it wasn’t
Matthew. This man had black hair like Garret, not a mop of
chocolate-brown waves that he always reprimanded Matthew for. He
chuckled to himself as he remembered how his hair would block his
sight when he donned his hard hat. Garret’s body felt spineless as all
the anxiety and stress pooled around his feet.
“You okay down there?”
He snapped back to reality, covering the body again. The
gruesomeness of the attack meant nothing to Garret. He’d inflicted
worse damage on other men when the packs would war in the past. It
was his fear of finding his friend, the one he was supposed to look out
for. “It’s not him. I’m coming back up.”
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Slowly approaching tires snapped and cracked the branches and

bracken along the forest floor. When he reached the crest of the
valley, he saw one of the Gregor pickup trucks stopping just outside
the caution-tape line. Travis stepped out, looking around the scene.
“I thought you were staying at the mine.”
“I just wanted to make sure Cassidy found you all right.” Travis
kept his distance from the two officers, making a wide arch toward
Garret. “Any sign of Matthew?”
“It’s not his body. We’re back to square one.” He ran his hands
through his hair, tempted to pull it out by the roots. “What did you say
about Cassidy?”
“Ain’t she here? She left hours ago.”
“Left from where? What the fuck are you talking about?”
His hackles rose significantly. For two days he’d been gone,
chasing one lead after the next. When he finally headed home with his
pack, resolved that the leads were all bad, he got the phone call about
the body. During the long nights on the mountains in his wolf form,
he’d been tracking, scouring the land where he hoped to find
Matthew. But he’d also thought of the woman he had left behind in
his trailer.
Garret had given in to his lust. Fucked the little human against his
bathroom door, barely holding back his sexual aggression. He still
remembered the sounds she made, the tightness of her pussy around
his cock as he thrust into her. She was so wet, close to dripping, her
scent alive and vibrant in his senses. He wanted desperately to return
to Cassie, but had to complete his task first.
“I told her you came up here to see a body. She demanded her car
so she could drive up here to give you moral support. Patrick helped
me pick up her car, and then she was gone.”
“And of course you let her drive the back roads all by herself,
eh?” He turned away, feeling his feral side trying to emerge. There
were two officers looking on, so he had to keep his cool. “Do you not
give a shit about her? You were quick to fuck her. Is that it now, she’s
yesterday’s news like all the others?”
“Look, I know you have feelings for her, but don’t take it out on
me.”
“You know nothing,” he said dismissively.
Travis stepped to the edge of the embankment and glanced down.
“You forget we were all in our fur the last couple days. You may be
alpha, but you’re obviously unable to mask your feelings about
Cassidy. We all heard it, like a broken record playing over and over in
our heads.”
“Whether I feel something or not has nothing to do with you
letting a helpless female travel through new, dangerous territory by
herself.”
They both glanced at the officers at the same time. Their voices
were getting too loud. Besides, if Cassie hadn’t shown up by now, she
could be in trouble. A strange male was out looking for her, and
whoever kidnapped Matthew could be prowling the mountainside for
more victims.
“Follow me to the Falls. That’s where she would have gone,” said
Travis. He returned to his truck where he sat revving the engine. The
Falls was where the lead told Garret to go, but when he found
nothing, he continued up the road for a few miles where he spotted
the police car on the side of the road. Cassie could be anywhere. He
hoped she was smart enough to turn around and head back to the
mine.
As he followed Travis’s truck, he couldn’t help but reflect on the
fact Cassie had come because of him. She genuinely cared, wanted to
ease his burden of possibly finding a dead friend on his own. Her
gesture only strengthened the bond he felt between them.
The Falls was almost within sight. His heart pounded in his chest.
Just the thought of looking into her big blue eyes brought him a
childish excitement. Like Travis had mentioned, he was lost to the
little brunette.
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When he turned the corner, he saw Cassie’s Sunfire parked on the

edge of the tree line. His adrenaline-riddled body felt heavy as relief
flooded his system for the second time in an hour. Garret met up with
Travis at the entrance to the long path that cut through the forest. It
led to the Falls, but the route was overgrown with underbrush, the
territory riddled with wild bear and wolves, not to mention enemy
shifters from the Rockford Mine.
“She went that way,” said Garret, transfixed on the ominous path.
Her scent was muted which meant she’d come a long time ago. How
long had she been wandering alone in one of the most dangerous
forests?
“Well, what are you waiting for?” Travis shucked his outer
clothes and tossed them on the hood of his truck. “You plan to find
her on two legs? Good luck with that.” His pack mate threw his body
forward, coming down expertly on two paws. He shook out his thick
coat of fur, pawing the ground, and getting oriented to the new form.
Travis turned back once, then bounded into the brushwood, out of
sight.
Garret had trained his men well over the years. They knew to shift
with speed and ease, track better than most, and fight with courage
and brutal skill. As much as Travis continually got on his last nerve,
he loved the man, loved all his pack.
He would find Cassie, and then he’d teach her a lesson. Scare her
enough that she’d never brave the elements alone again.
****
The drive through the narrow back roads had been daunting. Most
of the forest canopy blocked out the sky, giving the impression of
driving through a vast tunnel of green foliage. She had an out-of-date
road map and the basic directions Travis had tossed her way. He’d
insisted Garret wouldn’t want her to come, but she knew better. He
wasn’t all brawn—no man was. There was a softness lurking behind
those dark eyes of his. She’d seen glimpses of it herself, and it drew
her to him, connected them on a deeper level.
She’d finally spotted the poorly displayed road marker she’d been
seeking. Cassidy pulled into the small clearing and cut the engine.
The forest chatter seemed to silence once she slammed her door shut.
She looked up around her, a virtual wall of forest, the spaces between
trees dark and forbidding.
The path she had to follow was right in front of her. She just had
to take that first step and suck up her fears. “You can do this,” she
encouraged herself. Garret needed her. He’d been there for her,
rescuing her from her weather-beaten cabin where danger seemed to
gravitate. Those haunting wolves. Cassidy remembered the feral
sounds they’d made her first night alone in Climax. It had terrified her
to the core. Now she was in their element, a tasty treat on a silver
platter.
She moved fast, hopping over obstacles and walking at a brisk
pace. If she could get to the Falls, she’d be safe. At least she imagined
she could dive into the water and the beasties wouldn’t want to
follow. Even more, she hoped Garret was at the other end of the trail.
Her nerves raced as she traipsed along the roughly established route
which was more a maze than a path. The forest tried to reclaim the
land as it had at her cabin.
Her peripheral vision picked up a flash of movement. She froze,
standing as still as a statue and listening for anything out of the
ordinary. Squirrels clamored in the branches above her, the wind
whistling through the leaves. She took a tentative step. A wolf crossed
the path ahead, just for fraction of a moment, and then disappeared
into the undergrowth. She could have blamed the sight on her
overactive imagination it happened so fast, but she knew.
This was it. She couldn’t make a run for it. There was only forest
in every direction. And like Garret had explained about him and his
men—comparing them to wolves—wolves traveled in packs, did
22 Stacey Espino
everything as a team. If she saw one, there had to be more watching

her from the shadows.
“It’s not safe to be in the woods all alone.”
Cassidy whirled around, stumbling back and falling on her rear.
There was a man she didn’t recognize right behind her. “Who are
you?” He looked harmless enough, but so did most of the notorious
serial killers from history. There was a kidnapper, possibly murderer,
on the loose in Climax. Was this the man who’d left a note on her
cottage threatening to find her?
“My name’s Ryder. I expect you’re the girl I’ve heard so much
about through the grapevine.” He came closer and she shuffled back,
still in the dirt. “You’re afraid? Of me?”
“I saw a wolf,” she stammered.
He held out his arms, mock scanning the area. “I see nothing.” He
was a big man, not unlike Evan in size. But there was a malevolent air
about this stranger. All she wanted to do was find Garret and the
security he promised. Ryder reached out a hand and helped her to her
feet. She brushed off the dirt and leaves from her pants.
“I’m looking for Dapper Falls. The marker said it was here. Is it
much further?”
He had a barely-there smirk on his face. Each step he took she
instinctively countered, moving away from him. Her fight-or-flight
response was screaming inside her, but what could she do? She was
surrounded by old-growth forests and knew damn sure she saw a wolf
cross her path, so running was out of the question. Fighting off this
bulky man with the determined eyes would be a losing battle.
“You shouldn’t rely on property markers this far out in the
wilderness. Sometimes they get moved around and nobody is the
wiser.”
Oh God. Was this even the entrance to Dapper Falls? How far was
her real destination? As reality sank in, she realized nobody would
find her. Even if Travis decided to follow her, he’d go to the real falls,
not some remote entrance that was actually a trap. Did he intend to
ensnare Garret with that anonymous phone call, or was she the
intended target? Was this her stalker?
A bead of sweat rolled down between her breasts. “Who are you?”
She was almost afraid to ask, but hoped to appeal to him if he really
meant to harm her. Cassidy’s life may not have been everything she’d
hoped for herself at thirty-four, but she wasn’t ready to die. There was
so much she still wanted to do, to experience.
“Just a friend. I work at the Rockford Mine. You know, you
should be careful with the men you work for. There’re stories floating
around about them and the illegal things they do when the sun goes
down.”
This was the same type of talk she heard from the men in the town
diner. Did it have any bearing? “A story doesn’t make it true.” She
refused to allow him to blacken Garret’s name or any of the men
she’d met at the mine. Until they personally wronged her, she
wouldn’t fall for rumors and wives’ tales.
He came closer until less than a foot separated them. “You know
the Gregor miners blame us for their man’s disappearance. Since I
know we had nothing to do with it, that leaves only them.”
“Or wolves. Some of the townsfolk said there’ve been a lot of
wolf attacks around Climax.”
Ryder twisted and pulled up the side of his shirt, revealing a grisly
scar that extended from his stomach, over his hip, and around to his
back. “I’m not immune myself.” Seeing his old injury with her own
eyes made her more nervous about being in the middle of the old-
growth forest. If Ryder got attacked once, it could happen again.
“I–I should go home.”
“But you just got here.” There was a sadistic tenor in his voice.
She heard rustling in the underbrush at several locations around her.
Her nerves flared.
“Did you hear that?”
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“Could be anything way out here. That’s why little humans should
stay out of places they don’t belong. You’re not on Gregor land
anymore.”
He reached out. “Stay away from me!”
“That’s not very nice. Considering you’re the one trespassing, you
should be a little more appeasing, don’t you think?”
Cassidy suddenly became hyperaware. Her senses were magnified
by her rush of adrenaline. As if the world slowed down around her,
she could hear the animals moving in around them and the sound of
her heart. She knew she was right for believing in Garret, finally
understood his obsession with Matthew and his hatred for the
competition at Rockford Mining.
She was about to make a bold move and try to outrun Ryder.
What else did she have to lose? But then a dogfight in the underbrush
to her right stole her confidence.
“What the hell?” complained Ryder, clearly not experiencing the
same rush of fear as her.
“Are those…”
“Wolves. Seems you’re more important than I first anticipated.
Interesting.” Then he left her alone, disappearing into the greenery
without a backward glance. The snarling and thrashing grew louder,
spreading around her. Trees shook, leaves falling down around her
like a morbid rain shower, and the earth trembled. Cassidy bolted
down the path she came, praying none of those hellhounds followed
her. Why did she ever leave the city?
Chapter Three
Travis made the first move. It had been a bitch to find Cassidy.
She wasn’t at the Falls, but further down the road beyond their
territory. Normally they’d never cross the line into Rockford terrain,
but Garret was hell-bent on finding the girl. When they finally spotted
her car it didn’t take long to track her scent through the forest. The
stench of wolves from their rival pack lingered potently on Cassidy’s
trail, along with the acrid smell of her fear. It made Garret wild, his
thoughts almost incoherent. Travis knew his alpha was capable of
mass carnage, but always kept his wolf in check, trying to blend into
human society and run the Gregor Mine. He felt it was important to
nurture both the wolf and man within, finding the perfect balance of
the two.
Together they plowed through the unfamiliar forest until they
reached their target. Three wolves were closing in around Cassidy,
and that bastard Ryder had her pinned against an ancient oak. How
could a male find pleasure in bringing fear to such a tiny, fragile
creature?
Ryder had often come into town to goad them, ask if Matthew had
returned, or if business was picking up. If it wasn’t for Climax being
neutral territory, Travis would have happily torn him a new one.
“This isn’t our land, Garret. We’ll be outnumbered.”
“She’s ours, Travis. We protect what’s ours.”
He had to push himself to keep up with his alpha. “When did this
happen? I don’t remember you making that announcement.”
Travis kept his heart closed, even when he’d shared Cassidy’s
body. It wasn’t easy when his instincts streamed within him to claim
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her. But what was the point of falling for a woman when it was up to
the alpha to choose the pack’s mate? Now Garret was tossing out
promises he was skeptical of believing. He was probably just
determined not to lose another staff member to the Rockford wolves.
Then why could he sense Garret’s territorial threat, the intense
resolve to protect Cassidy? The only comparison was that of a mated
male. Travis had just enjoyed Cassidy’s sweet body at the mine, and
she bore no love bite, no mark of ownership.
“If you’re not willing to die for her, then leave,” said Garret.
The first wolf came into view at Travis’s right. His feral
aggression boiled to the surface. He leapt up, pouncing down on his
target, sinking his fangs into the male’s scruff. In an instant they were
in a tangle, rolling along the underbrush, and breaking through
saplings.
“I see you, Cassie.” Even in battle, he could hear his alpha’s
thoughts, the loving, yet deadly, inflection in his tone.
They were only two, and Travis was damn sure the Rockford
wolves traveled in stronger numbers, even if just patrolling their own
forest. But he’d never leave Garret’s side, and as much as he dared
not admit it, would gladly fight for Cassidy’s life. He saw her in his
mind’s eye as he fought the wolf, giving him added strength. If she
was harmed, he’d destroy them all.
****
Cassidy ran until her thighs burned and her lungs threatened to
break free of her chest. She stumbled over roots, got slapped in the
face with twigs and scraped by thorny bushes. While the crazed
wolves fought each other, it was her chance to escape back to her car.
By the time she saw the sunlight at the end of the maze through the
forest she began to laugh in a giddy, maniacal way. But she literally
wasn’t out of the woods yet and still had to get in her car where she’d
finally feel safe.
She scrambled the remaining few feet, her legs feeling like jelly.
Even once in her car she couldn’t catch her breath. Cassidy rammed
the gear into reverse and sped her way to the road. She didn’t think
about her car or hitting an obstacle. All she focused on was the road
which would lead her home.
Where was home? She came to Climax to set down roots, to settle
somewhere she could make a real life for herself. But she had nothing
but a shack that was barely liveable. This wasn’t the rustic living she
signed up for, but rather hard-core roughing it.
Today she’d come out to the Falls to help Garret, but hadn’t even
found him. Was he okay? Had he run into the wolves before her? As
she drove along the narrow road, keeping well above the speed limit,
she began to worry about Garret once again. He hadn’t entered her
mind since Ryder confronted her in the forest. She hoped he was
okay. All she could do now was head back to the mine and hope he
was there waiting for her. Along with a bottle of booze to help her
forget this miserable day.
A loud series of honks behind her made her squeal aloud. She
looked in her rearview mirror, but could only make out the grill of a
truck. Could Ryder be following her? She didn’t doubt he was
capable of it. He’d made her feel more threatened than she’d ever felt
before. Cassidy craved the comforting presence of Garret and her
three miners. But if her feelings weren’t reciprocated, she was just as
lost as when she arrived in Climax.
The horn honked again, the truck trying to come alongside her.
She couldn’t let it get to her left or the maniac would probably try to
run her off the road. A sharp curve in the path approached. She sped
up to make it around the bend before the truck could cut her off, but
she wasn’t fast enough, not against the V-8. The truck tore straight in
front of her as the road curved, cutting her off sharply. She slammed
on the brakes, her car fishtailing into the soft shoulder next to the wall
of forest. Holy shit! The world spun into a blur, her life flashing
before her eyes for the second time in one day.
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Then she saw the one person she didn’t expect to see. Garret came
around the back of his truck toward her door. At first she thought he
was a hallucination, a vision her mind created to keep her from losing
it completely. But it was him—from his dark hair and eyes to the
wide set of his shoulders. He was her savior, and to think she’d come
to help him.
He opened her door, and then reached in to pull her out. Why was
he only wearing low-rise blue jeans? “What on earth are you doing,
Cassie? You could have gotten yourself killed.”
She didn’t answer, only rose on her tiptoes and wrapped her arms
around his neck. “I’m so glad to see you,” she whispered. His heat,
the scent of his subtle cologne, and his strong arms surrounding her
made her feel safe, like she’d come home—in him.
“Why’d you leave the mine? I told you it’s not safe to wander
off.”
“I wanted to find you. I didn’t want you to have to identify
Matthew’s body alone.”
He held her head to his chest. “Sweet Cassie,” he cooed. “It
wasn’t Matthew. Just another goose chase. I should have stayed with
you.”
Her heavy heart lightened hearing the news. She didn’t even know
the missing miner, but knew how important he was to Garret. “I was
so scared. There were wolves, and some man…”
“Shhh, it’s over now. I’ll never let anything bad happen to you.”
Her heart rate calmed under his touch. “No more driving off without
one of us with you. Understand?”
She nodded. It would be easy to comply after the ordeal she just
lived through. Now that Garret was here, it all seemed like a bad
memory, no longer a cause for concern.
Another truck braked behind her car, the tires grinding in the dirt
and gravel. She didn’t even have the energy to lift her head from
Garret’s chest.
“She okay?” Travis’s voice melted her last layer of icy nerves.
Garret didn’t answer him, just continued to smooth his hand over her
hair, calming her.
“Did that bastard touch you, Cassidy?” Travis peeled her off
Garret by the shoulder. “Answer me, damn it.”
How did he know there was a man? She’d only just told Garret.
“How can you know?”
“Because I looked him in the eyes.” He spun her to face him,
squatting down to pat the length of her body with both hands. “What
did he do to you?”
“I was scared, but luckily he didn’t get a chance to try anything
because he took off when the wolves showed up.” Now that she
thought back with a clearer mind, she wondered why pack animals
would suddenly turn on each other rather than going for their prey.
Her mind was a muddle, and she needed to have a good night’s sleep
to recuperate.
“Good thing for him.” He nearly growled the words. She wasn’t
used to this side of Travis. Cassidy was sure he didn’t care enough
about her one way or the other. Now she wasn’t so sure.
Garret leaned in the driver’s seat of her car and turned off the
engine. “You’re coming with me. I’ll get someone to pick up your car
later.” He tossed the keys to Travis.
She wasn’t going to protest, not when she was still shaky and
disoriented. Garret led her to the passenger side of his truck and
helped her up. The inside of the cab smelled like him and the leather
upholstery. “Thank you,” she said once he climbed in his seat a
minute later.
He only nodded, his face slightly stressed as he pulled back onto
the road. Was he mad that someone would have to come out for her
car? Did he regret hiring her? Was he thinking about Matthew? She
stole several peeks in his direction. How could she keep her eyes to
herself when all those golden muscles were bare for her inspection?
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He was especially tense, a tic in his jaw proving something was the
matter.
“You okay?” she asked when the quiet strain was too much for
her.
He took a deep breath. “It’s just that Ryder knows how important
you are to us now. It worries me.”
“Do you think he’s the one who left the note on my house?”
“No, it wasn’t him. My men would have recognized his scent.”
She puzzled his words in her head. “What’s that supposed to
mean? No one saw who left it.”
“Right.” He returned his focus to the road, the silence settling in
once again.
They pulled into the Gregor Mine after the long drive. He sat in
the idling car, not acknowledging her. Finally she spoke. “Aren’t you
getting out?”
“I have some things I need to handle. As long as you stay on the
property, you’ll be safe. Evan and Patrick are in the pit. Use the two-
way if there’s a problem.”
She got the vibe that he and Travis planned some vigilante justice.
“But I want you. Please stay with me.”
He still wouldn’t look her in the eye. How could she dispel all that
male aggression? Explain he didn’t have to take revenge, just be
satisfied she was unharmed.
“Please…” She reached out and touched his arm, so rigid as he
gripped the steering wheel like a life preserver.
“That wouldn’t be a good idea. Certainly not now.”
“Look, I’m not stupid. You’re planning something that could get
you hurt.”
“I just need a good run, so does Travis.”
She remembered how untamed he’d been when he had sex with
her against the bathroom door. Garret had punched a hole through the
wood in his enthusiasm. The man was pure passion, raw and true. She
wanted a taste of his wild side again, and his current mood meant he
needed an outlet to vent all that volatile emotion.
“There are other ways,” she suggested, hoping her fingers tracing
his muscles and husky tone of her voice would clue him in to what
she wanted from him.
****
Garret couldn’t keep his wolf in check for much longer. He

needed to run free on his land until he was too tired to move. In his
current state, he’d do something he would regret. After two days
searching for Matthew, and then worrying about Cassidy only to find
out she almost got hurt by his worst enemy—it all pushed him past his
breaking point. He may wear his human skin most of the time, but he
was still a wolf at heart. As much as he wanted to grant Cassie’s wish
and stay with her, it would be too dangerous. In his current state, he’d
break her in two. She’d never be able to handle his cock when he was
so emotionally weighed down.
“Don’t tempt me, Cassie. You’ll regret the decision.”
“I will not,” she said stubbornly. Although she was a grown
woman, experienced in the ways of men, there was an innocent air
surrounding her. It was endearing. “I guarantee I can handle anything
you dish out. Or don’t you remember riding me against the door not
long ago?”
“That was different.”
“How so?”
He ground his teeth together. She was impossible. “Cassie, don’t
fight me on this. I’ll see you tomorrow. Promise.” He wouldn’t
mention coming back tonight because he wouldn’t be. At midnight
he’d be high up in the mountains, calling out to the moon in sorrow
and warning.
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Chapter Four
By week’s end, Evan wondered what move his alpha would make
next. There was unrest in the pack, as if everyone lived in stasis until
Garret made an official decision regarding Cassidy.
He knew what he wanted. If he was a lone wolf, he’d have already
marked Cassidy as his, given her a mark for all males to witness. His
wolf knew she was the one from that first scent, the first close and
personal inspection. The sex could have pulled him in one direction or
the other, but all it did was further cement the bond he felt for the
vulnerable little human. She was so small in stature compared to him.
All he wanted to do was protect her, take care of her. She was his
chance at absolution, a new life free of nightmares and regret.
At quitting time, he slipped into the construction trailer. He
couldn’t bear the thought of not seeing her until Monday, not when
she was constantly on his mind.
She was at the far end, alternately studying the map and the chart
in her hand. Her jeans hugged her tight ass, the one he craved to nip
and fuck. His cock instantly hardened, as was commonplace in
Cassidy’s presence.
“Hey,” he said when she still hadn’t heard him.
Cassidy twisted around, a warm smile on her face when she saw
him. Her smile could light up a room, make a hard day of work only
an afterthought. She’d curled her hair in oversized ringlets with the
curling iron Garret had bought for her yesterday. He had to fight
Bonnie to sell him her extra one, not that their long-haul driver was
one for personal appearance.
Evan often wondered what game Garret was playing. It was clear
he’d fallen for the new dispatcher. He couldn’t hide his feelings in
wolf form, and his actions were obvious in his human skin. Why was
he holding back? If his alpha wanted her that badly, why not mark
her, make the mating legitimate? It’s what Evan wanted, probably
exactly what the pack needed.
“Hey, stranger.” She set her clipboard down on the closest desk.
“I never see you anymore.”
“I’ve been busy in the pit.”
She approached him, looking up at him with her addicting baby-
blue eyes. “Do you ever think about our night together?” Cassidy
traced a finger down his chest, creating a chain reaction of desire to
rip through his body. His heart pumped faster, his cock swelled in his
jeans, and there suddenly wasn’t enough air in the trailer.
“All the time.”
“Then why are you avoiding me?”
He tilted her chin up. “It’s Garret’s call, baby. If it were up to me,
I’d have you in my bed every night.”
She scowled. “He’s your boss, not your keeper. You don’t have to
lie or make excuses, Evan. I’m a big girl. I can handle a healthy dose
of rejection.”
How could he explain their unique circumstances without telling
her he wasn’t even fully human? She’d laugh all the way back to the
lower mainland.
The door to the trailer burst open after the quitting bell sounded.
Garret never pushed the miners to work overtime on a Friday. Rob
and Patrick came in, both already laughing to some unheard joke.
When they spotted Evan and Cassidy standing nearly chest to
chest, Patrick froze in place, like a deer in oncoming headlights. Rob
grinned, oblivious to the relationship that already existed between the
pack. He was one of several humans working the mine alongside
them.
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“How come you get all the fringe benefits, Evan, while we only
get to roast under the sun in the copper dust?”
He growled, his wolf going on guard. Instinctively he put Cassidy
behind him. Rob was harmless, a friend, and smaller than Evan
regardless. But he couldn’t seem to control his territorial instincts
when males outside his pack came near Cassidy.
Patrick clapped the human on the shoulder. “It’s Friday, Rob.
Don’t you usually head to the diner for a beer after work?”
“Haven’t missed a Friday in over eight years.”
“I may join you later.” Patrick urged him to leave, no doubt
sensing Evan’s lack of control
He took a cleansing breath once they were alone again.
“Look, could you at least do me a favor? I need to get the rest of
my clothes from my house, and I want to check up on it. I’m not
living here forever, remember?”
“Sure, I’ll drive you down. No problem.” Being alone with
Cassidy was the last thing he should do in his condition, but how
could he ever say no to her?
****
Of all the men she’d spent the night with, she thought Evan had
the most potential in the relationship department. As usual, she was
wrong. Hot, cold, hot, cold. These men mystified her.
When they got to his truck, Patrick was already leaning against it.
He looked so damn sexy with his elbows resting back behind him on
the side of the truck, one heavy boot crossed over the other as he
waited. His gaze didn’t just look at her, it devoured. She could feel
him undressing her, burning a scalding path of heat down her body.
He didn’t have his toque on, not with the remnants of sun shining
down. His tousled red hair combined with those penetrating blue eyes
were irresistible.
“Where you taking the wee one?” he asked Evan.
“She needs to get some clothes from the house.”

“I better come with you. Never know when trouble could pay a
visit again.”
Cassidy, Patrick, and Evan drove out to her house, her sandwiched
in the middle between her giant and Viking. Her entire body was on
alert, each bump in the rough terrain stimulating her clit. Would she
ever know these two skilled lovers intimately again? Could they so
easily switch off pleasure and live on in business mode?
“So…what do you guys usually do on the weekends?”
She imagined she’d be cooped up in the trailer, not even daring
enough to take a hike and enjoy the lay of the land, not after her run-
in with Ryder and the wolves.
“Hunt,” said Patrick.
Although she’d always been antihunting, she could appreciate the
new world she’d entered. These men weren’t weekend warriors. This
was their reality. They’d actually eat the meat they hunted, which was
no different than buying meat at the grocery store.
“You know, I haven’t had anything but fruit, vegetables, and
crackers since I arrived. The sound of fresh meat over the barbecue
sounds divine right now.” Her stomach rumbled just thinking about
savory foods.
“Maybe we’ll surprise you then,” said Patrick. They pulled into
the driveway of her little, neglected house. She felt bad for not living
in it, but so much work had to be done yet. Besides, the reality of
moving back into the isolated house surrounded by wolves and a
madman wasn’t appealing. Her dream of home ownership would have
to wait a while longer.
She unlocked the front door, and before she could step in, Evan
brushed her aside and entered first.
“Okay!” he called out a minute later. Patrick ushered her in and
closed the door tight behind them.
Everything was as she left it, not that she had much stuff to
disturb or steal. It still baffled her mind who would be stalking her.
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She knew so few people, especially way up here in Climax. There

was no new note, so she prayed it was just a prank by some bored
teens. God knows the people living this far north would be lacking for
entertainment. It seemed sex and gossip were the only two activities
of interest in such a small town.
“Nice place, little one.” Patrick strode around the room, his
footfalls echoing in the nearly empty house. “That’s a solid wood
table. I bet it could take your full weight.”
She looked at her kitchen table, playing his words in her head.
Cassidy knew she was repressed, dreaming of another ménage. One
including Garret. So she had to be careful in interpreting what the
men said.
“I’ve never tried sitting on it.”
Patrick took her by the wrist and brought her to the table in
question. He bent slightly and hoisted her up by the small of the waist,
sitting her on the hard surface. “How’s that?” His hands were still on
her waist, his grip pleasantly firm. She purposely spread her legs,
forcing him between them with her heels.
“Look what she’s doing to you,” said Evan. “Your little lamb isn’t
as gentle as you think.”
“With a pack to appease, she best have strong hips and a willing
body.” Right. They referred to themselves as a pack with their
foreman as leader. It was strange for men to allow another to make
major decisions for them, especially strong, alpha men like these. But
what did she know? This wasn’t the city. Maybe banding together
was the best way to survive with threats coming from all directions. If
they followed Garret, they must greatly respect him. The fact only
made her want him more, but he kept a safe zone between them, one
she wanted to cross. She had a feeling their one encounter in the heat
of the moment would be their last, but she wanted so much more from
him. If these miners truly lived by Garret’s decisions, including the
one woman they’d all share, she wanted to be the one chosen.
“I guess it depends,” she said. Cassidy desperately wanted to get

down and dirty with her Viking and Evan. They had lust in their eyes,
and were capable of seducing her with just a look, a word. But she
didn’t want to be their plaything, called upon just for sex. She wasn’t
twenty anymore, and had a future in Climax to consider.
“On what?” Patrick brushed her hair from her face and then
cupped her cheeks so she had to focus on him when she spoke. “What
conditions do we have to meet in order to get you naked between us?”
That’s exactly what she wanted, but her voice wouldn’t work. She
couldn’t even remember what ultimatum she was supposed to be
making. “I—”
“She’s gone all quiet?” Evan came and stood beside Patrick.
“Maybe she’ll rouse if we get her clothes off. The chill in the air
should wake her up.”
Cassidy decided to just keep her mouth shut, not that she could
refuse these hardened male specimens. She wanted them. Desperately.
Her body was already responding, her womb heating, her skin
crawling.
They worked together, peeling layers off her body—her sweater,
undershirt, and then bra. When her breasts were free, she felt so
exposed in the empty room with the late-afternoon sun streaming in
the windows. There was nothing to hide, her every flaw and curve
visible to these two perfect men. They hovered around her, their broad
shoulders swallowing her up.
“Look at her pretty little nipples. Ain’t they the cutest things you
ever saw?” Evan made a light circle around her areola, making her
nipples pebble.
“She looks fucking edible.”
Then eat me.
Cassidy hadn’t realized she closed her eyes, savoring Evan’s
touch and the two heated stares. She quickly refocused when she
heard a new gruff voice in the small space.
“Then indulge yourself,” said Garret.
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He was standing by the far wall, arms crossed over his chest.
Travis was in the center of the room, brushing his dirty-blond hair off
his face. The cowboy winked at her, a sexy smirk on his face.
She hadn’t even heard them enter, too enraptured by the other two
men in the quartet. Cassidy briefly allowed herself to imagine what it
would be like if the fifth member of their group were with them, the
one she may never meet. But she’d never been with four men. Would
Garret even participate? He hadn’t moved away from the wall, even
when Travis came to join them.
“You look mighty fine, sweetheart. These two been taking good
care of you?”
She shook her head, hoping he’d offer to give her more.
“We barely got started before you showed up,” said Evan. “But
it’s better to happen like this.” He began to unbutton her jeans, his
knuckles grazing her lower stomach. Every cell was hypersensitive,
tingling, and eager.
Although she knew she should put her foot down and demand
Garret advise her of his intentions, she was too lost to their
ministrations. She peered between two men, meeting those dark eyes.
It titillated Cassidy knowing Garret watched. Most men would be
bothered, jealous, or feel inferior. Not him. He exuded confidence and
dominance in the way he moved, spoke, and even looked at her.
“You joining us, boss?” asked Travis after pulling off his shirt.
His golden, toned muscles begged to be touched. It was time for her
to be a little bold. This was going to happen now, no matter how
strong her reservations may be. Her lust had the power. She was
outnumbered four to one with enough testosterone in the small cabin
that she could practically smell it.
“No.” His refusal made her heart sink. Why wouldn’t he? “Take
all her clothes off and lay her on the table. She needs to be taught a
lesson for wandering off alone.”
“Lesson?” she blurted out.
“You were a bad girl, Cassie. I won’t have you risking your
safety.”
The three miners moved into a blur of action, as if knowing
exactly what punishment Garret expected them to perform. She was
roughly pushed down to her back, one of them tugging her jeans off
her body. Arms and hands were everywhere, making it impossible to
focus. Her panties were torn clean off her body, leaving a burning
streak in their wake. “Hey!” she squealed, but they ignored her
protest.
“She’s a feisty, little thing, eh?” Patrick unbuttoned his plaid
jacket, and then shrugged it off his shoulders, revealing a body-
sculpting undershirt. His pecs were clearly defined, his massive
shoulders bunching up as he leaned over her prone body. “Imagine
how she’ll react with my tongue in her cunt.” He purposefully licked
his lips, teasing her. Her pussy wept, her folds overflowing with
moisture. Cassidy began to squirm under him, her heart rate
deafening. She needed a proper fucking. There was too much stimuli
around her, but not enough satisfaction.
“Evan, Travis, hold her arms down while Patrick goes down on
her,” commanded Garret from across the room. The men didn’t even
question his words. Patrick slipped his hands under her bottom and
pulled her to the edge of the table, spreading her legs for his invasion.
He dropped down to his knees and let her legs fall over his shoulders,
his hot breath arousing her clit.
The other two followed orders, pinning her arms above her head.
She’d never been so turned on in her life. Part of her knew they’d
never actually force her to do something she wasn’t okay with, but
she still experienced that slight rush of adrenaline from not being able
to move. She craved the rush.
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Chapter Five
Garret knew Cassie more than she did herself. She wanted to be
dominated, to feel controlled as her men pleasured her body. Not only
did she need to be taught what she liked, enabled to explore her
sexuality, but she did need punishment. He’d ensure one of his pack
mates brought her so close to her peak that she’d be begging, and then
he would leave her hanging just long enough to understand the power
he had over her.
When Garret couldn’t find her in the forest, fearing she was hurt
or killed, he was more beast than man, only seeing red. He never
wanted to go through that again. It was bad enough Matthew was
missing. He wouldn’t let something happen to Cassie, too. She was
more important to him than he allowed himself to realize.
Watching her writhe on the table, her lush body on full display,
aroused him to the point his fangs stabbed through his gumline. That
normally never happened to him unless he willed it. He stayed on the
sidelines, still uncomfortable with the weaknesses she brought out in
him. Garret had to be strong now. The enemy was all around. If he
allowed this slip of a human female to control his world, he’d be lost,
no good to his pack. But deep down he already knew she’d worked
her way into his heart. His wolf wanted her, too, which scared him
just as much. If he let loose as he’d like, he was certain he’d harm her
delicate body. He’d come close to ripping her apart when he’d had
sex with her the last time. His emotions for her were too strong to be
unleashed. It was better to let his pack service her until he could come
to grips with the war waging inside his heart.
When Patrick delved into her folds, he was tortured by the man’s
thoughts. She tasted sweeter than honey. Mine. Patrick had never
outwardly showed a claim to the girl, but his beast obviously felt
differently. Garret was forced to know Cassie’s body without being
able to touch with his own hands, taste with his own tongue. It was
torture, beautiful torture.
Evan descended over her breasts, lapping and suckling while
holding her arm easily with one hand. Travis locked eyes with him,
and shook his head briefly. He knew Garret well, but probably
couldn’t understand why he’d deny himself such a treat.
Cassidy began to cry out, moaning as Patrick brought her closer to
orgasm. He’d wait until she was closer, on the teetering edge. Every
second felt like an hour. He swore he could even hear the rush of her
blood through her veins, the beat of her heart. The sudden urge to
mark her blindsided him. He would stay as long as he could bear, then
he’d have to escape the cabin into the fresh air, free of her pungent
aroma. It seemed he did a lot of running in his wolf form lately, a sign
that his humanity was slipping away.
“She’s almost there,” reminded Travis. “Is she allowed to come?”
He pushed away his thoughts and focused on the erotic scene
taking place before him. “No. Stop now, Red.”
He thought Patrick would refute him at first when he growled a
warning and didn’t rise from her legs. But seconds later he pulled
back and turned away from her. He, too, had difficulty reining in his
desires with Cassidy. Garret could see the tips of his fangs behind his
lips. Would they all turn savage and fuck her like animals? No, he
wouldn’t allow her to be harmed.
Not by a stranger, his pack—or him.
****
How much more could she take? Cassidy was strung so tight she
wanted to scream. This was the worst kind of punishment imaginable.
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A spanking would have been more merciful than denying her an

orgasm. Patrick was capable of doing wicked things with his mouth,
bringing her to dizzying heights in a hurry.
“More,” she demanded.
Travis laughed. “Whoa there, filly. There’re four men here and
one of you. Careful what you wish for.”
“I want your cock filling me, taking away this ache.” She rubbed
her thighs together to squelch her need, but the movement only
exacerbated it.
Travis unbuckled that thick leather belt with the silver buckle. She
was riveted to his movements, eagerly awaiting the appearance of his
cock. It promised relief and insurmountable pleasure. When he pulled
his erection free, she almost laughed aloud, so excited to feel him
inside her. “This what you want, sweet thing?”
“Yes! Give it to me.”
Evan still held her arms, so she couldn’t reach forward to pull
Travis toward her. He finally walked over and settled between her
legs, running the head of his cock up and down over her slick pussy
lips, heating her, enflaming her desire.
Once properly coated, he wasted no time in plunging in. There
was no resistance, her pussy so ripe and ready for his arrival. He filled
her to the brink, satisfying her in ways oral sex alone never could.
There was nothing quite like the fullness and stretch of a large cock.
“Damn, that feels good,” he said as he secured her hips in his big,
rough hands. Three other men watched and waited, touched and
encouraged. It was surreal and perfect. Travis pounded into her with
the vigor of a studhorse, her body anchored only by his firm grip.
Every thrust hit countless pleasure centers, pulling her out of reality.
She cried out and moaned, no longer caring how she may appear.
“I’m ready,” said Evan. When his voice registered, she turned to
the side. He was partially naked, rubbing some salve on his thick
cock. Her big boy wanted a piece of her. A shiver of anticipation ran
through her as she remembered being double-fucked. That unique

fullness had brought her to an explosive peak.
“There’s no good place to do this,” said Travis. “We’ll just have
to fuck her standing up.” He hoisted her up without removing his
cock. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on as he
walked to the middle of the empty room. Evan smoothed his hands
down her back, making her skin tingle.
“Look at that. She has the perfect little ass,” said Evan. He
caressed her puckered rosette, awakening new desires. She’d been
apprehensive of trying anal the first time, but now knew what awaited
her after that initial burn had passed.
Garret’s voice broke through her erotic fog once again. He was
close now, almost within reach, but he hadn’t moved. “Don’t waste
time, Evan. She says she wants it. I want to see how hard our little
Cassie can take it.” His words fired straight down to her clit. She
gasped aloud, spasming around Travis’s cock.
Evan complied, easing into her with his slick erection. He rubbed
calming circles over her ass as he filled her. The uncomfortable burn
was there just like the first time. She gritted her teeth as he fed the
length inside her inch after long inch. Cassidy could feel his dick
collide with Travis’s, just the thin membrane separating them. At least
they were experienced enough to give her a reprieve before they
worked her body as a team.
They both stilled, easily supporting her weight in the air as both
cocks impaled her.
“You okay?” asked Patrick, brushing her hair behind her ear and
stroking the slope of her breasts. She wondered how he and Garret
could watch without wanting to join in.
Cassidy clenched around the invading members, testing her
readiness. She nodded. The pain was gone, leaving only a deep-seated
itch for release.
“Move,” said Travis, nudging Patrick away. He began to pump
into her along with Evan, like a finely tuned machine. They worked
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together, supporting her weight, fucking her, covering her back, chest,
and neck with teasing kisses. Who needed a bed when she had strong
men like these? The position allowed them to fully penetrate her. She
was so stuffed she thought she’d choke, her breath constantly stolen
by the waves of pleasure rolling up through her. Their bodies grew
slick, hard flesh sliding against her softness.
She was so close, her orgasm balancing the fine line of euphoria
and release.
“Share,” growled Patrick, pressing into them hard enough to
stagger the men. Cassidy was too lost to pay attention. The two cocks
sliding in and out of her pussy and ass were the ultimate distraction
from reality.
Then she was falling, not sure whose body was where. They hit
the floor, but she landed on one of the men so wasn’t hurt. There was
a scuffle, but she couldn’t make out what happened. Each man was
huge, the room small, the sun growing dimmer by the minute. From
sex to chaos within seconds.
“Travis?” She felt so cold, alone, and empty. Her peak was stolen,
her mind a haze of confusion. The men were fighting. Patrick struck
out at Travis, Garret trying to separate them. The sounds they made
were animalistic, making her skin break out in gooseflesh.
“Stop it!” she screamed, holding her hands over her ears. They
weren’t playing around. She saw blood, scratches, and they struck out
savagely, strong enough to knock a smaller man out cold. When they
continued, she pulled her knees up to her chest and closed her eyes.
What went so wrong, so fast?
The next thing she knew, arms hooked under her knees and
behind her back, swooping her up against a hard chest. She still
hadn’t opened her eyes when they burst out of the house into the cool
late-afternoon air. Once the angry sounds of battle were left behind,
she dared to open her eyes.
“I’m sorry,” said Garret. “I should have expected this. It’s my

fault.” He held her close, his thick-muscled arms showing no sign of
strain supporting her body high against his chest.
“I don’t understand.” Cassidy felt safer with Garret since he
hadn’t joined in the fight like the others. “I thought you were all best
friends?”
“We are. I can’t explain now. We have to get you away from here
so they can clear their heads.”
What had she done wrong? She certainly hadn’t refused them
anything. In fact, she’d wanted so much more, only to have
everything stop short of the grand finale.
He carefully set her on the passenger-side bench of his truck and
then jogged around to the driver’s side. She pulled a plaid car blanket
over her. It was covered in dog hair, but at least it was large enough to
cover her.
“Aren’t you going to do anything? They’ll kill each other.” She
may be safe from them, but they were the ones in danger now.
Cassidy didn’t want them ripping each other apart, especially not on
account of her.
“They’re not pups. They’ve been through much worse.”
“But—”
“Cassie, trust me, okay?” He looked at her briefly, those dark,
haunting eyes holding her in place. “You’ll see them tomorrow as
good as new.”
“How? Is there even a hospital within a hundred miles of Climax?
Travis was bleeding.”
“They won’t need medical assistance.”
Her mind was whirling as they pulled out onto the road. She
turned back to look at the house, half expecting the other three men to
spill out onto the front porch, punching and kicking. It was impossible
for her not to worry, not to care. The forest canopy blocked out the
remnants of the sun, creating thick shadows.
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“Look!” she shouted, pointing out her window. A massive

reddish-brown wolf darted along the edge of the forest, appearing and
disappearing amongst the foliage. It kept up with the speed of the
vehicle, slowly navigating the narrow, dirt road.
“Shit,” he muttered, hitting the gas pedal harder. The crazed wolf
kept up longer than she thought possible until it finally trailed behind
and out of sight.
“Did you see that? Is that normal?” There weren’t just wolves in
the forest surrounding her house, but they were also bloodthirsty,
going out of their way to prey on humans. Even a moving vehicle
didn’t deter them from their bloodlust. Cassidy wasn’t happy at all,
suddenly craving the modern oasis the city provided. What if that
wolf returned to the house as Evan, Patrick, and Travis were leaving
to get into the truck? Her heart rate picked up speed. “We have to go
back. What if that beast tries to kill the others, your friends?”
“Cassie, please…” They were close to the mine now. She
assumed Garret would drop her off at his private trailer again before
taking off to his undisclosed residence. The miners said he roughed it
like an animal, one of those extreme campers. That was bullshit. Just
the temperature alone was foreboding, not to mention the threat of
wildlife. He probably had some swanky chalet off the grid, maybe
with a real girlfriend or wife. Cassie must be the disposable “other”
woman. Why else would he keep pulling away emotionally?
Chapter Six
Garret may be the alpha of his pack, but he couldn’t pull rank with
Cassie in the house. If she weren’t there, he’d have shifted and
brought them to the floor by the scruff, one by one. He’d make each
of them show their bellies, bringing peace once again.
The explosive fight was exactly what he feared when they started
getting closer to the new girl. His men were still wolves, feral,
passionate creatures living as much on instinct as they did by human
order. Their thoughts had screamed in his head, such dominance and
aggression, as they each mentally claimed Cassie for themselves.
Patrick and Travis never even mentioned wanting to keep her for the
pack. Only Evan’s feelings had been made public to him.
Even if each of them wanted her as a mate, they should have
enjoyed sharing her as they did everything else in life. They were
acting like lone wolves. The conflict only confirmed they could never
claim Cassie. She was too delicate. What if she’d been hurt in the
scuffle? Compared to them she was just a slip—a sweet, delectable
female in need of protection, not more danger.
“We have to go back, Garret!” She continued to protest even once
they were deep in the mine, pulling up to his trailer. “It’s dangerous
out there.”
“Only for you,” he reassured. Not only was it dangerous to take
her as a mate, it was too complicated. How would he ever explain the
truth of what they were? Humans were heavily grounded in facts and
reality based on popular knowledge. To come out and say he was a
wolf-shifter would scare her, push her away. She’d probably laugh
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him out of Climax before packing up and returning to the lower

mainland.
“They’re your men!” she hollered as he ushered her into the trailer
ahead of him. When he closed the door, he twisted her around by the
shoulders and kissed her hard on the lips. She was stiff at first, but
within seconds her muscles eased. The blanket fell around her ankles,
leaving her naked. Would he be able to control his wolf better than his
men? He didn’t trust himself with Cassie. But they were alone, his
emotions and libido were on high, and she still smelled of sex. How
could he not move in for the strike?
Watching her get fucked by his men, hearing her cries, and the
slapping of moist dicks ramming into her had him painfully pent up.
His balls ached for release and his fangs craved to sink into her soft,
feminine flesh.
When he pulled back, she looked him in the eyes, but said
nothing.
He whispered, “Part of me wants to be with you. I want to be with
you. But—”
“What?”
“I’m not everything I appear to be, Cassie. You’d be afraid of me
if you saw my true colors.”
She narrowed her eyes stubbornly. “Because of the bathroom door
incident? I can handle that. If you like to get rough, that’s fine. I trust
you.”
How could she trust him? He was a monster, a wolf, a dangerous
predator talked about with fear and disdain by the humans in Climax.
She’d feel the same way if she saw his fur.
“Don’t trust me.”
“I do,” she insisted, running her palms under his shirt against his
bare chest.
Garret took in a deep breath, trying to focus on tamping down the
monster in his pants and keeping his control when her little hands
were driving him wild. He loosely draped his arms around her waist.
When he glanced to his left, the hole in the bathroom door still
remained. He’d vented his energy on the inanimate object rather than
Cassie, just as his pack did earlier. They could have ripped her to
pieces when the fight broke out, but she didn’t get a bump or
scratched. His men knew enough, even in their frenzied display of
aggression and dominance, that she was fragile. He was making
excuses, or his cock was. She smelled so fucking sweet, her hair soft,
her skin warm. All he could think about was indulging in ripe pussy,
knowing her in the ways of the flesh.
“Are you sure the guys are all right?” Her hands reached their
limit, now reaching out over his shoulders. His shirt was bunched up
at her elbows.
“Positive.”
Right now he couldn’t even remember his own name. But her
worries were unfounded. He’d trained his men well, and they were all
well acquainted with the night and everything ugly in the world. Even
the native wolves and bears knew better than to mess with them when
they took on their fur.
“Back at the house…you were watching. Don’t I turn you on?”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You wouldn’t. I know you wouldn’t.” She reached up on her
tiptoes, seeking his lips. “Please don’t leave.”
He leaned down to her level and kissed her back. It wouldn’t take
much effort for him to lose his humanity. Already he felt it slipping
away, replaced by a heady lust. He kissed her jawline, and then
nipped her ear before kissing along the smooth plane of her neck. His
hands tightened over her lush ass without being commanded.
Like being doused in ice water, the mood was killed by his two-
way going off on his belt. The loud, obnoxious noise was the last
thing he wanted to hear now. He reached for the clipped-on device
and hit the talk button.
“What is it?”
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“You at the mine with Cassidy?” asked Travis. His voice was
masked in static, and he talked fast as if out of breath.
“Yeah.”
“Get out of there. We’re following a truck that showed up at the
house a while after you drove off. It was the same scent as the bastard
that left that note.”
“You sure about that?” His nerves spiked. He’d hoped whoever
left the note was long gone, but it appeared their problems wouldn’t
go away on their own.
“Are you kidding me? So far we’ve lost the fucker, but we won’t
stop looking until we finish him.”
“Okay. Be careful. I’m taking her to the mountains.” He tossed
the phone on the couch and moved around her. His mind was a
jumble of thoughts. First things first. He began to stuff some of
Cassidy’s clothes into a duffel bag. It would be cold where he was
taking her, so he’d need to bring blankets, too. He’d never had a
female or a human in his private retreat, but that was all about to
change. Let the stalker try and find her on his turf.
“Can you please tell me what’s going on?” She reached for a
throw pillow, holding it over her midsection. “Was that Travis?”
“We have a problem, baby. Looks like your secret admirer is
looking for you again. He took off when he saw the house occupied
by my pack. The next place he’ll check is the mine. There’s no link
between you and the forest, so that’s where we’re heading.”
“The forest?”
“Until they catch the man or at least until I can sort through all
this bullshit, it’ll be better to bring you somewhere no one could ever
reach you.” He tossed a patchwork quilt over his shoulder. “This is a
good time for you to show me some of that trust you say you have for
me.”
“They can’t know it was the same guy. Besides, don’t you have
cops here?”
“It’s the same person, and no, cops don’t often come through
Climax. It’s best not to need medical help or protection if you live this
far out. By the time help showed up, your body would be cold.”
“That’s ridiculous! There’re two big mines which should
constitute some sort of government initiative.”
“Don’t hold your breath, sweetheart.” He tossed her a pillow. “If I
were you, I’d get on some warm clothes. We’re leaving here in two
minutes flat.”
She muttered under her breath about the insanity of her situation,
but she did what he asked which was the most important. He’d have
to leave the job of finding the stranger to his pack because he had a
long trek to get to his hideaway. The truck would only take them so
far. They’d need to go on foot through the dense old-growth forest
that covered the steady incline up the mountainside. Normally he
traveled in his wolf form, easily navigating the rough terrain on all
fours. Tonight would be a challenge.
“I’m ready,” she said. “Are you sure this is necessary?”
“I’ll feel better, Cassie. There are too many men coming and
going here during the day. It’s not safe.”
He loaded the bags and blankets into the backseat of his quad cab,
and then hit the back roads. The sun was setting fast which meant
they’d be hiking by the light of the moon, which wouldn’t be enough
for Cassie. Everything that went bump in the night would be out—
watching, prowling. Garret would have to stay in this human skin,
carefully directing his woman over obstacles. The beasts of the night
wouldn’t feel the full weight of the threat he represented without
shifting.
“I knew you had to have a nice place all to yourself. You own the
Gregor Mine, Garret. I’m not stupid. How far is this place?”
“We’re almost there, but then we have to walk the remaining
distance. You’re in for a surprise.” If she expected to find something
an executive would live in, some condo or upscale cottage, she was
going to be sorely disappointed. He usually slept outdoors under the
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light of the moon. Connecting with his beast was essential as alpha,
and keeping apart from his pack at night vital to his sanity. Their
constant thoughts and desires clogged his mind until he had to escape.
Being alone with Cassie would be peaceful. Her human thoughts were
unreadable. It would be just him, her, and his natural domain.
He flung the bags over his right shoulder and stuffed the blanket
under the same arm. All remnants of daylight had faded away during
the last ten minutes of their drive. Garret helped Cassie to the edge of
the forest.
“I’m not going in there,” she said. “Never again. Last time wolves
almost had me for dinner.”
“Not tonight. You’re with me. They wouldn’t dare.” If any wolf
would be dining on Cassie tonight, it would be him. He yearned to
taste her pussy, take his time exploring her body.
She fought him, digging in her heels. He could scent the acrid
odor of her fear. She wasn’t being difficult, just terrified of what lay
out of her sight.
“If I have to toss you over my shoulder and carry you all the way,
I will. I hope you’ll be kind and use your own two feet considering
I’m carrying all the bags.”
“You don’t even have a weapon. What if something tries to attack
us?”
“I don’t need a weapon. Now, come!” He pulled her by the wrist
and passed the first trees. Once they’d entered the forest, the light was
snuffed out by the thick, leafy canopy above them.
“Did you hear that?” she whispered, her words catching in her
throat.
“There are lots of noises in the forest. It’s the home to many
animals. Try and relax and not think about bad things.”
He started to think it may be faster and easier if he actually did
hoist her up over his shoulder and carry her. She continually tripped,
but he held her up before she could topple over. His senses were on
high alert because he had Cassie to worry about, not just himself.
“My feet hurt,” she said.

“We’re almost there now. Be brave for me, baby.”
The cottage came into his view, nestled low at the edge of a stony
outcropping. Little Miss Cassidy was not going to be pleased.
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Chapter Seven
“Home sweet home,” Garret announced. It was nearly impossible

to see. If she stayed still long enough, her eyes would adjust from the
meager amount of moonlight trickling through the leaves. She tried to
focus on the structure ahead of her.
“Where?”
“Right in front of you. Come on, let’s get you inside.”
He guided her forward. There was no fancy chalet, not even a
cottage at all. Her dilapidated house was a mansion compared to this
piece of shit. She could practically see over the roof. It was only about
a foot taller than Garret, but still under eight feet. It wasn’t much
wider than it was tall, either. The roof was flat blending in with the
mountain and greenery. If she hadn’t been told it was there, she would
probably have missed it.
Once inside the creaky wooden door, her breath was heavy with
adrenaline and exhaustion. Who knew what was inside when it was
pitch-black? There could be a family of wild animals, a crazed hobo,
or ax murderer in the dark shadowed corners. But Garret prodded her
forward, dropping the bags down heavily by the door.
“There,” he said after releasing an audible breath. “You can get
settled. I’ll check on you later.” He began retreating to the door, so
she dashed toward the sound of his body moving and grabbed on for
dear life.
“You’re not leaving me here, are you?” He had to hear the panic
in her voice. It was impossible to disguise.
He pulled her against his body and pressed her head to his chest.
“I wouldn’t abandon you, Cassie. I’m just going to gather some
firewood. You’ll freeze in the night if I don’t.”
“Oh. Okay. But don’t take long.”
He kissed her forehead and then turned to leave. Only the sound
of the wooden door opening and closing marked his retreat. She
wished she had a flashlight or lighter. Something. Why hadn’t Garret
thought to bring these things? Why didn’t he have any supplies in the
cabin? She began to explore, moving slowly with both hands
extended in front of her. After doing a perimeter sweep with nothing
to block her path besides a small cast-iron fireplace, she knew the
general size of the boxed room and assumed there was no furniture.
This was where he came to sleep every night? He expected her to stay
here without complaint?
Her legs were sore from the hike. She resigned to sitting on the
hard, wooden floorboards. Cassidy hugged her knees in an attempt to
conserve her limited body heat. Garret was right. Without a fire, she’d
likely freeze to death. She rocked back and forth, repeating his name
in her head like a mantra. What if he just left her here? What if he was
the bad guy? No, she was just jumping to conclusions. Fear was
capable of instilling false truths in people’s heads. She forced her
twisted thoughts away.
When the door reopened about twenty minutes later, she was
thrilled to not be alone. It felt like days had passed as her thoughts
wandered and boredom set in.
“Tired, baby?”
“A little.”
“I’ll get a fire started, and make you a little nest.” He dropped a
heavy load of logs to the floor, making the house shudder. The whiny
door to the small fireplace sounded before the hollow thud of logs
filled the room with the promise of warmth. She was shivering now,
thoroughly uncomfortable and wishing to be anywhere else.
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“How long do I have to stay here? Isn’t this overkill? Nobody I

know would want to hurt me.”
“Hush now,” he said in a parental tone. “This isn’t the city, and I
know what’s best.”
She wanted to argue, but it was late and she wouldn’t have the
strength or courage to venture out into the forest again tonight. A few
minutes later and the first flicker of flame caught her eye. It grew and
grew until whatever dry kindling Garret added caught fire. He closed
and sealed the door, and then stood up.
“How long until it warms up?”
“Not long. I rarely use the fireplace. The cabin will be like a sauna
before you know it.” He came over and sat on the floor beside her.
She was still cuddled into a small ball, too cold to move. Her butt was
numb from the chilly floorboards. He reached out and felt her cheeks
and hands. “You’re freezing,” he said, nearly shouting.
“I’m only human, what do you expect?”
He pulled her onto his lap and wrapped his big arms around her.
Despite being out in the forest in nothing more than a long-sleeved
shirt, he was like a furnace. She melted into his heat, savoring the
warmth and his caring embrace. He cooed, a comforting sound as he
ran his fingers through her hair.
“What was Matthew like?” she whispered. Cassidy realized she
knew so little about Garret and the miners but they were also so
entwined in her life and emotions.
“Not was. I know he’s still out there. I can feel it.”
She couldn’t imagine how a man could disappear into the
wilderness for nearly a month and survive. The nights were bitter,
wild animals plentiful, and natural food limited. She figured he was
dead, but wouldn’t say that to Garret. Sometimes hope was the only
thing a person had.
“Sorry.”
He continued, not sounding offended. “He’s the missing link. I
don’t know how to explain it to you—”
“Like a pack losing one of its wolves?” When he pulled her back,
his brow lowered, she elaborated. “It’s how Travis compared your
relationship…like a wolf pack.”
“That man is trouble with a capital T.” He returned her to her
comfortable spot against his chest. She could hear his heartbeat,
strong and steady. “But I suppose he’s right.”
“Tell me about Matthew.”
“He’s a huge help at the mine, with good control and a level
head,” he said with little emotion. Then he exhaled. “I miss him.”
She couldn’t help but smile. It was refreshing to hear a big, strong
man admit what he was feeling. “I can tell.”
“It’s like he’s still with me. I can see him, hear him. Sometimes I
get mad at my men when they accept that he could be gone. Maybe
I’m the one with the problem.”
Cassidy shook her head. “No. I think it’s admirable that you
haven’t given up on your friend. I know if I was out there somewhere,
I’d want you to keep looking.”
He chuckled and tweaked her nose. “He’d like you. I know he
would.”
“I hope so, considering Travis expects me to commit to all five of
you.” She was just joking, trying to make light of a weighty situation.
The men had never claimed her for a long-term relationship. She
wasn’t sure where she stood with all the men, but continued to hold
out hope that they wouldn’t tire of her.
“That’s right. It would do my heart good to see you share a bed
with Matthew.”
She wasn’t used to men so willing to share. The other three had
shared her, but then decided they didn’t want to, which started the
sequence of events leading her here. Maybe it wasn’t possible for
more than one man to love a woman without conflict.
“What about you? Will you turn me over to Matthew if he shows
up?”
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“No. I think I’ll keep you, but you already know we share
everything.”
“Tell that to Patrick.”
How could they say they shared when they nearly killed each
other like animals?
“You affect them the same way you affect me. I can’t describe it,
but you’re addicting. I know I should stay away from you, but every
time I see you all I want to do is hold on and never let go.”
“Then don’t. What’s so wrong about you and me together? We’re
old enough to know what we want.”
“Life has just been one nightmare after the other for me lately.
Then you show up. I’m sure you’re too good to be true.”
She clutched his shirt, feeling the need to be closer. The room had
warmed up quickly as Garret had predicted, but she wasn’t ready to
separate from him. It felt good to be on his lap, in his protective
embrace.
“I’m not going anywhere, Garret. I’m here to stay, regardless of
the current situation.” She didn’t pack up her old life and move to
Climax with the intentions of giving up and returning home. There
was nothing to return to. She’d lived her life as an empty shell with no
roots or history to ground her. Now her miners offered her a small
slice of heaven—affection, protection, and the hope of forever. Why
was Garret being so difficult?
He started to shift, pulling her up as he stood. “It’s late. I’ll make
you a bed with the blankets I brought.” Garret held each side of her
face. “I’m sorry about all this.”
“I don’t blame you. Besides, I feel better now that I’m warm.” She
knew that he was trying to make up for his guilt in relation to
Matthew’s disappearance. But she wanted him to love her, desire her,
not just make up for where he went wrong with his friend.
She helped him set up a small pallet beside the far wall from the
door near the fire. Now that firelight lit up the room, she could
confirm just how empty the cottage was. It didn’t appear lived-in at
all, so where did he go every night after work if not here?
“No bed, sofa, fridge? How can you live here?”
“I like to live simply.”
“This is beyond living simply, Garret.”
He left her after fixing the sleeping area, heading to the door. “It
suits me.”
“Wait! Where are you going?”
“I won’t be far. Get some sleep.”
Cassidy grabbed him by the sleeve. “I don’t want to be alone. I’m
tired of having no one.” She had always prided herself on her
strength. Work, survival, loneliness, struggling…it was her life. She
came home to an empty apartment each night, no social life, only
dreams and fantasies to keep her going. Now she had a chance to have
something she never expected to obtain. She was in her thirties, ready
to settle into a life of celibacy and spinsterhood. If Garret had feelings
for her, but stifled them because of some unsubstantiated fears he may
lose her or hurt her, she wouldn’t allow it. She was too close to the
happily ever after she’d always sought.
His voice grew deeper. “There’s not enough room.”
“We’ll make room. I want you beside me, keeping me safe and
warm.”
****
The little human had her hand wrapped around his heart. She
knew exactly what to say to rouse a response from him. All he wanted
to do was keep Cassie safe, and his weakness was his deep-seated
desire to know her body intimately once again. Should he claim her?
Mark her for the pack? He knew his men wanted her, even if they
didn’t admit it aloud. Evan would probably fight him if he didn’t
commit to Cassie. The mating instinct was as strong in his kind as in
animals.
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First he had to be sure he could contain his beast under all

circumstances. Even now he fought the urge to tear her clothes off
with his claws and fuck her good and hard on the wood floor. He
wouldn’t have her put in harm’s way.
“I’m not a little boy. I’ll steal all your space.” He’d already
decided to stay the night with her rather than outside the door in his
fur. It was too hard to deny her when she looked up at him with those
big blue eyes, need in her voice.
“I don’t mind.” She ran her hands over his chest and shoulders.
“You’ll keep me warm.”
His heart raced. How would he ever sleep with her lithe body
stretched out against his? He could hear the native wolves in the
distance, rousing his feral instincts. But he had to learn to cage the
beast, to be what Cassie needed. Right now she needed his presence,
his reassurance that she wasn’t alone.
He wanted to take away her worries, see her smile. Where were
all these feelings coming from? What he felt was more than an
employer caring for his employee. He didn’t just protect her out of
general concern. His wolf knew before he did, but she was his. From
the moment she walked into his life, part of him became aware, as if
giving light to the darkness within. His heart and mind had battled,
trying to find a flaw in the inevitable. Cassie belonged to the Gregor
Pack.
Chapter Eight
After waking on the second morning, Cassie realized she actually

enjoyed herself. Two nights they’d slept at the shack deep in the
wilderness. Even without clean clothes, a shower, proper bedding and
amenities, she wouldn’t change a thing. She’d grown closer to Garret,
seen the man beneath the bravado. She liked what she saw.
She felt like a kid out on a camping trip. The longer she was
forced to rough it, the more she learned to appreciate the nature
around her. When Garret was near, all fear dissipated. Nothing was
foreboding because he took the time to explain things to her, showing
great patience and knowledge. The forest wasn’t the sinister place she
imagined.
“I need a shower. How much longer do we have to stay out here?”
Garret was chopping wood just outside the cabin. His shirt pulled
tight across his shoulders, his dark hair falling over his eyes. The
forest was quiet, the rich scent of pine and evergreen filling her lungs
as she stretched out her sore muscles. It wasn’t pleasant sleeping on
the wooden floor, but having Garret’s muscled body pressed against
her was enough of a distraction. They lived in their own bubble of
time and space like a couple—talking, sharing, laughing, and
learning.
“I’m waiting to hear from one of my men. They know where I am.
Today we’ll hike up to the freshwater river and wash up.”
“That sounds cold.”
He set down the ax and straightened out his large frame, brushing
his hair back. “Would you rather I wash you? Warm the water on a
fire and bathe you with a wet cloth?”
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She was speechless, wondering if he was teasing. It was the blank

look on his face, no hint of humor in those black eyes, that made her
suspect he was being serious. “That would be a bit much.”
“Why?” He stepped over the woodpile, coming toward her.
“There’s nothing wrong with washing my woman, caring for her. I’ve
fed you since we came out here, kept you warm and safe…this is no
different.”
His woman? Her body had been painfully pent up since the first
night of their arrival. Shouldn’t he take care of that need, too? Garret
was so naturally hot, he’d strip off his shirt and let her lie partially on
his body, his arm tucked under her side. His skin was thick with
muscle, smooth and edible. She craved him, wanted him to unleash
that dominant side he kept hidden away. But for two nights, despite
their physical and emotional closeness, he never initiated sex. At this
point she was getting desperate. It didn’t matter that the forest was her
outhouse, she hadn’t showered, shaved her legs, or looked in a mirror
for days. She just wanted it hard and dirty.
Couldn’t Garret feel it? He was a man. She expected him to give
in first, make a move or at least suggest something. Maybe the
bathing thing was an excuse to touch her intimately. If he hoped a
sensual bath would lead to more, then she was all for it.
“Okay, Garret. You can wash me. It’ll beat jumping in an ice-cold
river.”
She wasn’t sure how he’d come up with all the food he brought
for her. For a man without a rifle it was impressive. He brought back
wild hares which he cleaned and barbecued for them the second night.
Berries, edible mushrooms, and apples were other staples he seemed
to be able to find when he’d take off for short bouts. Those were the
only times she became nervous because once he returned she felt
invincible.
“Good. Let me start a fire so you can warm up when we get
back.”
She waited, sitting on a downed log while he started a fire inside

the cabin. Soon after smoke started emerging from the small chimney,
he joined her, carrying the small metal kettle that had been on the
fireplace.
“Okay, Cassie. Let’s get started.” He gripped behind her neck and
pulled her forward for a kiss. “Things will be different now.”
Why? Was he going to commit to her? Would he claim her for
him and his crew?
Hiking up the mountainside was easier when it wasn’t pitch-black.
The pace was also slower, no rushing, just a leisurely trek. She took in
her surroundings, the massive moss-covered oaks, the symphony of a
hundred birds, and the muted greens and browns which were soothing
on her eyes.
When they neared the river, she could hear it. Water rushed over
rocks, creating a static hush. It was in the air, too, a humidity she
could almost taste. Garret had continually brought her freshwater but
she had no idea he had to come this far to get it each time.
“There it is,” he announced once they cleared the last trees. Rocks
and driftwood lined the bank, and the water itself was crystal clear.
The clouds and blue skies reflected off the mirrorlike surface
resembling a work of art. Further down the way, a drop down the
mountain created a gradual waterfall over some of the larger rocks,
but for the most part it was calm and peaceful. “I’ll start the fire
here.” He passed her the kettle. “Fill this for me, okay, baby?”
She took it from him and made her way cautiously over the
obstacles near the water’s edge and then squatted down to fill the
kettle. The sounds around her were soothing to her soul—the chatter
of animals, the movement of water, Garret building a fire for her bath.
Cassidy would have to get naked soon, in the light of day. The
thought of exposing herself was titillating. She could already imagine
how good it would feel to have Garret’s big, rough hands smoothing
down her body. Would she even survive having her sensitive breasts
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washed or between her legs touched where the heat was almost
unbearable?
As she submerged the kettle into the icy water, it took several
seconds for the ripples in the water to settle. When the surface stilled,
she saw a reflection. A wolf.
****
Even before Cassie screamed, he could scent her fear. He dropped

his kindling and raced to the water. She was less than a minute away.
How could she get into trouble so quickly? Garret had been so
careful, and scented nothing out of the ordinary. He assumed she’d
found a dead fish or something similar, but when he saw the wolf
behind her, he wanted to pull his hair out by the roots. His pack mates
were determined to make his life more complicated, each and every
one of them. What the fuck was Patrick thinking? The red wolf just
stood there, its nose twitching as it took in Cassie’s sweet scent.
Garret didn’t fear for her, not when he could feel the wolf’s adoration.
She spotted him approaching. “Garret,” she whispered, too scared
to barely move her lips. That’s the last thing he needed—Cassie
developing a fear of wolves. It was bad enough he’d unwittingly
scared her half to death when he and Travis had saved her from Ryder
and his boys.
“It’s okay, baby. I’m here.” He approached the wolf, bending
down to one knee beside it, Cassie watching from the other side.
Garret placed his hand on the wolf’s neck and motioned her closer
with the other. “It’s okay. Come here, I want to show you something.”
She rose cautiously, her head tilted in guarded curiosity.
“Closer. Give me your hand.” Patrick was smart enough not to
move and spook her. He kept his large wolfen body still as Garret
guided her little hand into the lush fur around his neckline. At first she
was hesitant, her heart racing. Then she began to move her fingers,
kneading the thick fur and hide of the wolf. When she smiled, he
thought his whole world shifted, leaving her as the center.
“How?”
“He likes you,” said Garret, enjoying her childlike wonder. Would
she greet him the same way if she met his black wolf?
“Are they all like this?” Her fears had faded completely. He
sensed Patrick’s excitement. His tail was even wagging. Cassie had
accepted his friend in wolf form, something he yearned for as well.
“No. Not all.”
“He’s so friendly. I just can’t believe it.” She became brave,
reaching her arm around the wolf’s thick neck, running her cheek
against his fur. “So warm…”
“Careful, baby. He’s still wild.”
“No, he wouldn’t hurt me,” she murmured. He could feel it, sense
the two bonding. The gods hadn’t just brought Cassie to them, the
perfect woman to claim for the pack. They also instilled the yearning
in her heart. Somehow she knew Garret and his men were destined to
be hers, even when they shifted into wolves.
Garret stood up. If Patrick hadn’t come to give him news about
the stalker, then he needed to get lost. This was his time with Cassie.
He’d held back for two days, not wanting to use her when she was so
vulnerable. But now the scent of lust came off her in waves, and he
was tired of waiting. He’d decided to keep her, to make her the pack’s
woman, so Garret had to learn how to make love to her without losing
all control. And there was no time like the present.
He swatted the wolf on the rump, signaling him to leave. Patrick
would know better than to protest after the display he made with
Travis and Evan back at Cassie’s house. The wolf dashed off into the
forest. He’d meet up with him later and find out the status of the
threat.
“Where’s he going?” she asked, disappointment lacing her words.
“Back to his pack.” He dreaded the day he’d have to tell Cassie
the truth. Tell her he was as much a wolf as a man. She seemed open
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to new ideas, new situations. After discussing many topics at length

the past couple days, he believed her willingness to embrace the
unknown was founded in her unsettled life. From a young age she was
on the move, never belonging. He could relate to her, having felt like
a misfit until his pack began to form. Matthew was the first to join
him at the mine, and soon after the other three showed up in Climax.
It was meant to be because the five of them were like brothers,
sharing a soul-deep bond from the very beginning.
“I can’t imagine an animal like that attacking or killing a human.
Maybe the townsfolk are wrong about the wolves.”
“Maybe.” He wanted to push away the topic, not willing to
explore the rumors in Climax when all he wanted to do was explore
Cassie’s body. “Did you get the water?”
Her eyes refocused. “Oh. Right.” She retrieved the kettle from the
bank and then followed him to the fire.
“What do you want me to do?”
After setting the kettle in place to warm, he took her by the hands
and held out her arms, examining her body. So beautiful. He didn’t
know where he’d indulge himself first. She had strong hips, perfect
for a solid fucking. But he had to taste her first. His wolf demanded it.
“Start by taking off your clothes.”
“Here?”
“Where else, Cassie?” He sat on one of the stumps he’d arranged
by the fire pit. “Take it all off.”
She bit her lower lip. “I forgot you like to watch.”
“I like to do a lot more than watch.” He nodded to her clothes,
wanting them off. How would Cassie take directions? The alpha in
Garret wanted to dominate her, teach her the pleasure of the flesh.
Her chest was rising and falling in deep waves, apprehension
mixed with anticipation, but she complied. She started with her shirt,
slipping it off over her head. As if not sure what to do next, she stood
there clutching the material in one hand. Her white cotton bra did
little to hide her full breasts, the same ones he’d dreamt about
suckling.
“Drop it,” he said. His humanity was slipping. He didn’t care. She
let the shirt fall to the ground, not saying a word. “The pants.”
She unzipped her jeans and tugged them down her rounded hips.
He loved her curves, her soft, milky skin. The wind rustled the leaves
above them, the sun glaring off the lake in the distance. When she
awaited his next order, he only raised an eyebrow. She understood,
removing her undergarments. Once completely naked, her breasts
sloping out and dark nest of curls exposed, he stood up. He moved
slowly, as the predator in him demanded. She was his prey and
tonight he’d make her his. Why had he waited this long to take what
he knew was meant to be? He supposed losing Matthew made him
vulnerable, feeling he didn’t deserve a mate when he couldn’t even
protect his own pack. It also made him feel guilty to take such
pleasure when his friend could be suffering or worse. But if he kept
holding back, he could lose something precious. Cassidy cared about
him, offered herself without holding back. It was time to offer her the
commitment she deserved.
Garret stripped off his shirt, and then carefully tested the water in
the kettle on his inner wrist. “Lean your head back,” he said. She
closed her eyes and allowed him to pour water over her hair. Next he
pulled out a small cloth from his back pocket, soaking it with the
warm liquid. He proceeded to her wash her forehead, around her jaw,
and then the sides of her neck. The act of washing Cassie was more
sensual than he expected. With each touch he felt their unique
connection grow. Her heart-shaped face was so dainty and feminine,
the exact opposite to Garret.
She breathed through her parted lips, her eyes barely open. When
he reached the valley between her breasts, squeezing liquid down her
center as he washed her, she let out an audible sigh. The erotic sound
spurred him on. His cock grew harder, and he knew it would be a
battle just to finish bathing her.
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“You’re a dirty girl, Cassie,” he whispered in her ear. He drew

closer to the apex of her thighs. That hot cunt he wanted to sink into.
She swallowed hard before answering. “Yes, Garret. I’m dirty.”
“Dirty girls need washing. And discipline when they’re naughty.”
He dipped low, cupping her mound. She dropped her weight for a
moment, pressing into his hand. Her pussy felt like heaven, supple
and swollen.
“Am I naughty?” she asked breathlessly.
“Very naughty. You let three of my men share your body. The last
time, you let me watch.” He washed her folds, running the wet cloth
between her legs. Her body quivered with each pass.
“Is that wrong?”
“No. But it’s very naughty. I don’t mind sharing you with my
pack, but know that I will never share you with another man.” Garret
nearly growled, feeling the overwhelming urge to mark her as his, to
claim his property. He was in sync with his wolf, no turning back the
sequence of events.
“You compared yourself to a wolf again.”
“Aren’t we all animals when it comes to our base desires?”
“What are you going to do with me?” Her voice was teasing,
enticing. Cassie had no idea she was playing with a wolf. She reached
out, running her hands down his chest.
“No touching,” he said. Garret wanted Cassie to understand his
role as alpha, to learn she could be rewarded by obeying and punished
for disobedience. Just the thought of spanking her cute little ass made
his balls ache. After her life-threatening jaunt in enemy forest, after he
told her not to leave the mine, she needed to learn obedience for her
own well-being.
He seized the kettle again, soaking her body, using the cloth to
cleanse her. Cassie’s hormonal signature was making his mouth
water. She was ripe, her lush body beyond tempting. “I want you safe,
Cassie. No more wandering off or going anywhere without an escort.
Until we sort things out, you need to be under our guard.”
“You can’t protect me forever, Garret.”

“You don’t know me very well. I protect what’s mine.”
“Am I yours?”
He wanted to tell her everything, the whole truth. It was tempting
when she looked up at him with those accepting blue eyes. He’d tell
her about wandering the province as a youth with no family, no one to
explain his unique needs and desires. He was a freak amongst humans
and a rarity in a world with so few shifters.
Garret had been drawn to the North, to the land of his ancestors. It
was the elder still occupying the forest that passed down the
ownership of the mine to him and taught him about his rich culture.
As his men joined the ranks, they grew impenetrable bonds,
giving Garret a reason to live. But year after year, friendship was no
longer enough. His wolf cried out for a mate, and his men grew antsy
as well. Garret believed the same god that whispered in his ear to
come to Climax so many years ago recently spoke to Cassie as well.
She was his godsend, and he would no longer ignore the gift.
“I want to make you mine, Cassie. For now and always.” Garret
wouldn’t mark her today, not when she was still innocent to his wolf,
and not with Matthew still missing. But he’d mate with Cassidy in her
way—the human way. Commit with his heart, his soul. His wolf
would have to wait for the complete bond, the day he sank his fangs
into her tender flesh to mark her as his mate.
He dropped the empty kettle with a hollow thump and pulled her
against him. After a deep kiss to the lips, he stopped, brushing her
dripping hair off her face. “I didn’t come up here with any plans to
seduce you. I want you to know that. But you’ve worked your way
into my heart and I can’t ignore it any longer. Will you give me a
chance? Give us a chance?”
“Just because you’re friends, and they’ve elected you spokesman
or something, doesn’t mean they want me, too.”
“They’ll abide by whatever decision I make.”
“Can’t we just start here? You and me?”
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Chapter Nine
Garret’s proposal was music to Cassidy’s ears. Their relationship

was more than sex to him. She’d hoped some of her lovers felt the
same strong connection that coursed through her every time one of
them was near. Now it was confirmed. But it was one thing for Garret
to want her, another for him to dictate whom his men would have for
a life partner. It wasn’t normal. She’d surely estrange Patrick and
Travis once they felt tied down to her out of duty.
“Just you and me? Okay, baby, I can do that.” He stepped back,
the opposite of what she wanted from him. “Time for me to wash up.”
Garret jogged up the incline to the pond, kicked off his jeans, and
plunged in the pond. She laughed out loud, surprised he’d brave the
chilly water. When he came up for air, he raked his hands through his
slick black hair, rivulets of water streaming down the toned planes of
his chest. She couldn’t stop staring as she stood safely on the shore.
“You’re nuts!” she said, still feeling giddy.
“Join me.”
“I can’t. It’s too cold, and—” She was about to say she had her
clothes on, but a brief glance down reminded her she was stark-naked.
Cassidy immediately covered her intimate parts the best she could, a
natural reaction.
He crooked a finger, beckoning her closer, and shook his head in
disapproval. “Never hide your beautiful body from me, Cassie. From
now on, yours is the only one I’ll enjoy.” She liked the sound of that.
The men she’d dated knew nothing of love, commitment, or fidelity—
the three things she craved most. She dipped one foot into the shallow
water at the shore. Even for the summer months, the temperature this
far north kept the water chilly year-round. There was no way she
could enter the water, no matter how much she wanted to join Garret.
“It’s too cold.”
“Come to me or you’ll be disciplined.” She wanted to be punished
by such a powerful male. There was something dark and sensual
about Garret, a beast waiting to be unleashed. Would he finally let go
if she pushed him into punishing her? She craved to see that wild side
of him she’d briefly enjoyed in his trailer.
“Fine. It’s way too cold. It’ll kill me.”
He trudged out of the water, his face bearing a scowl. “I’m alive,
Cassie. There’s nothing wrong with freshwater. It’s very stimulating.”
She expected his cock to be a shrivelled husk after emerging from the
icy water, but it was impossibly thick and proud, his erection
bouncing as he walked. Much to her own horror, she couldn’t look
away.
When he reached her, he ducked down and scooped her up over
his shoulder, carrying her down into the forest. “What are you doing?
Where’re you taking me?”
“I warned you to listen. Now it’s time to pay up.” Although his
voice was deep and gritty, there was a hint of playfulness.
“What’re you going to do? Spank me?” she goaded.
“That’s exactly what I plan to do. I’m going to turn you over my
lap and spank your lily-white ass until it’s red and throbbing. Then I’ll
toss you to the forest floor and mount you. I’ll fuck you so hard and
long, I’ll have to carry you back to the cabin tonight because you’ll be
too exhausted to walk.”
Her mouth went dry as he spoke. She wasn’t sure if he was trying
to entice her or turn her off, but she wanted what he offered. Cassidy
didn’t want sweet loving, but a real man giving her unadulterated
passion. She longed for Garret’s brute strength and big cock.
Before she could say a thing, he plunked himself down on the
stump by the fire and turned her over his lap. He spread her legs a bit,
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running his fingers along her inner thighs. She was so hypersensitive
and twitchy that she expected to spontaneously orgasm any second.
“Have you ever been spanked, baby?” His palm circled the globes
of her ass, a calm, addicting pattern. When his finger trailed along the
seam of her ass, tickling her tight rosette, she felt her pussy moisten.
If she got any more excited, he’d feel her juices on his leg.
“No.”
“That’s surprising,” he said. She wondered exactly what he meant
about the comment when his hand lifted and came down hard. The
sound was meaty and solid. “Oh, yeah. You’ve got a gorgeous, little
ass, sweetheart.” Another spank.
She wasn’t sure if she liked being spanked or not. It didn’t hurt,
but it wasn’t pleasant. Garret had big, rough hands and each time his
spank was a bit harder. But he also spent longer caressing her in
between, even leaning over to kiss her better.
When he stopped for a long period, she thought he was done.
That’s when she realized she did like it. In fact, she wanted more.
“Spread your legs more,” he said.
She quickly listened, lost to her own lust. “I haven’t learned my
lesson,” she muttered, hoping he’d continue his punishment.
“No lies.” He impaled a finger into her sopping cunt. It felt so
good, waves of heat and pleasure rolling up through her body.
She nodded rapidly. “Okay. More. Please.”
Smack, smack, smack! The vibrations traveled all the way to her
clit. The pain from his ministrations began to morph into a twisted
pleasure. The more it hurt, the more she needed him. She’d never felt
so stimulated, so in touch with her sexuality.
Garret stopped again, touched her nether hole. She clamped down
her muscles, desperate to feel his cock filling her, taking away the
ache.
“Tell me, Cassie. How did it feel when Evan fucked you here?”
“Good,” she said, wondering where he was going with his

question. Did he want to sample her ass? Want to feel the forbidden
pleasure afforded to his men?
He pressed a moist finger against her anus. When his digit
penetrated her tight ring of muscle, she tensed around him. “You’re
tight. It’s no wonder my men can’t get enough of you.”
When he pulled free, she wriggled on his lap, wanting so much
more. He chuckled, a dark, rolling sound that made butterflies flutter
in her stomach. Smack!
“What about you? Do you think I’m only good for sex?”
“You’re certainly good for sex. The perfect fit for the five of us.”
He twisted her body around until she was sitting on his lap. Her rear
was sore from his strong spanks, but she ignored it in exchange for his
affection. He cupped the side of her face, those dark eyes boring into
hers. “But I wouldn’t choose you as a mate if I didn’t love everything
about you. A whore is only good for sex, and you’re not a whore,
Cassie. You’re in my head, in my heart, in my soul. I knew from the
first moment you showed up at the mine that you’d be mine.”
Normally she’d suspect he was lying to her to get in her pants, but
he’d already been there and she wasn’t going to refuse him now. This
beautiful man wanted her, promised her things she’d dreamt of since
she was a young girl who still believed in impossible fairy tales.
She’d hardened over the years as cruel reality stole her innocence, but
the glimmer of hope still burned dimly inside her during her rough
adult years.
“Then why did you fight it?”
“Because I’m not everything I appear to be. Because I could hurt
you if I’m not careful.”
She shook her head. Not this again. There was no way she’d lose
Garret after gaining so much ground. His men looked up to him,
obeyed him. She admitted his authority turned her on. “What if I want
you to hurt me?” Cassidy still felt the burn on her ass. She ran her
palm over his stubbled jaw, creating a scraping sound that slithered
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down her spine. Then she passed the pad of her thumb over his
bottom lip. “With your cock.”
“Don’t tempt me, little human.” He tilted his head and inhaled at
her neckline. “I’m barely hanging on to control as it is.”
She grabbed his hand and forced it down between her legs. “I’m
aching, Garret. Stop holding back. If you want to spank me, do it. If
you want to fuck me hard, I’m here. Just do something because I can’t
take it anymore.”
“Patience,” he teased. “If you’re so eager, why don’t you prove it
to me.” She could already feel his cock nudge the underside of her
legs. He didn’t have to tell her what he wanted. It was evident in his
tone, his eyes, and the mood in the air.
Cassidy slipped off his lap onto her knees between his parted legs.
She was once again awestruck by the girth of his cock, a prominent
vein bulging on the underside of the shaft. It was dark and the head
appeared painfully swollen. There was no way she’d get all the cock
in her mouth, but she did yearn to taste him, to have him fill her
mouth to the max.
This was her chance to make Garret weak, to turn the tables and
have him begging to fuck her. At least that was her plan. She braced
one hand on his leg, and grasped the base of his cock with the other.
His entire body was warm, while hers was covered in gooseflesh. It
was barely an afterthought when the heat in her core threatened to
turn her to ash at any minute.
She leaned in and covered the head of his cock. It was the size of
a small plum. Cassidy pressed it between her tongue and pallet before
exploring all the ridges with her tongue. Just like with Evan, she
enjoyed the feel of a dick in her mouth. There was something so
enticing, so primal about her miners that no other male alive could
compete with, but that they all shared. It was indescribable,
intangible.
“Perfect, Cassie. Keep going, baby.” He threaded his hands in her
hair, holding her head in place. It felt so dirty sucking him in the great
outdoors where any prying eyes could be peeping. She savored every
second of it. Minutes passed and she became lost in the act, drool
slipping out the side of her mouth. Garret began to grunt as he fisted
her hair hard enough to burn. But she’d already learned how much she
craved his brutal lovemaking.
His cock began to swell in her mouth, and she worried he’d
attempt to come in her mouth rather than finishing inside her. She
needed him to take away her ache, to bind them more intimately. She
pulled off, breathing deeply to catch her breath.
He didn’t protest, as if he knew why she’d stopped. His eyes were
different now when she looked in them, taking on an almost
iridescent, animalistic quality. He looked dangerous, predatory. She
was so enraptured, she could have sworn she’d seen the tip of fangs in
his mouth, which was ridiculous.
“Run, little human.” He enunciated each word slowly. “If I catch
you, I may bite.”
She felt a jolt of fear and lust and carnal desire swirl inside her
like a hurricane. Cassidy leapt to her feet, turned, and ran. She didn’t
know where she was going, but he’d said to run, and her instincts told
her to listen. The pine needles and leaf litter on the forest floor didn’t
hurt her bare feet as she expected. Her nipples pebbled from the mix
of cool breeze and excitement. She could hear her own heart, her own
lungs breathing in deep gulps of air as she ran as fast as she could.
Finally, when her legs burned and she didn’t dare run deeper into
the forest, she stopped. She expected Garret to be right on her tail
since he was in so much better shape than she was, but he was
nowhere in sight. In fact, the forest was eerily quiet, every direction
the same as the next.
“Garret,” she dared to whisper. Adrenaline coursed through her
veins as she imagined another run-in with an unfriendly wolf.
She began to creep back the way she ran, but with no clear path
she could be getting more lost. “Lose your way?” Cassidy whirled
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around. How had he gotten ahead of her? He didn’t even appear

winded.
“How did you—”
He began to stalk her, marching forward as if he planned to
railroad right through her. She was forced to back up, not able to see
what was behind her. When she stumbled, he hooked his hand under
her arm so fast she didn’t have time to hit the ground. “Did you know
that some wolves mark their mates with a love bite?” He continued
his advance until her back hit a massive oak, scraping her bare skin.
“I never heard of wolves like those,” she said. Although she
wasn’t an animal expert, she imagined wolves were similar to dogs in
behavior. Never had she heard of a dog sinking its fangs into a willing
bitch during copulation.
“You’re in Climax now, Cassie. There are things here you’ve
never even imagined.” He spoke in riddles, as if keeping some big
secret from her, but what? There were hikers and miners missing and
dead, presumably from wolf attacks. And then there were wolves as
friendly as a kitten. She didn’t know what to think of the wildlife in
Climax.
He came inches from her and then hoisted her up against the tree
with a hand wrapped around each thigh. She wrapped her arms
around his neck, ready for a wild ride. That huge, impressive erection
she’d been ogling all day was about to fuck her. She could feel the
pulse in her pussy, strong and demanding, the liquid heat seeping out.
“Yes,” she murmured.
“In their basest form, humans aren’t much different than animals.
Sex is just one element that can bring out a man’s beast.” He
moistened his cock in her overflow of juices, each swipe making her
eyes loll back in her head. Just give it to me, damn it!
She didn’t want to hear a science lesson now. “Garret…” she said,
trying to keep her tone even when she wanted to scream.
He chuckled again, the sexy sound making her gasp. “What do
you want, baby?”
“You know exactly what I want—that monster between your legs

so deep inside me I’ll feel like choking on it.”
Garret cocked an eyebrow. “Naughtier than ever, I see. I’ll
remember that next time. Apparently I didn’t punish you long
enough.”
She wrapped her legs tightly around his slim hips, locking her
ankles. “My pussy’s on fire. Stop being cruel.”
He poised himself and then stalled. “Don’t forget, I just may bite.”
Then he thrust in, filling her walls to overflowing. She cried out from
the sudden intrusion, the intense shock of pleasure which took her by
surprise. He wrapped one arm around her to protect her from the
rough bark of the tree, the other supporting her hip as he fucked her.
She could feel every inch of him sliding home, erasing all her
desperation.
Just like before, he soon became more aggressive, his hand
digging hard enough at her thigh to leave bruises. He pumped into her
tirelessly, sending fresh assault after fresh assault of orgasmic
sensations coursing through her veins.
Then he stopped, leaving only the sound of their heavy breathing.
“What’s wrong,” she asked between breaths. He had that torn look
in his eyes again. “I’m not afraid of you hurting me. I trust you,
Garret.”
“Not like this.” He pushed off from the moss-covered tree, taking
her with him. With her arms and legs firmly around his body, his cock
still throbbing inside her cunt, he walked them over to a soft patch of
pine needles. The man was solid, sinewy muscle. He lowered them
down gradually, his biceps bulging as he supported both their weights
until her back finally rested against the cool ground.
“Kiss me,” she whispered.
He pressed his firm lips to hers, tasting, testing. Within a matter of
seconds they were both locked in a passionate embrace joined by
tongues and Garret’s cock. He began to work her, not breaking the
kiss. His free hand reached up to knead her breast, his thumb teasing
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her aroused nipple. Every sensation worked in unison to bring her to a

startling peak. She’d only enjoyed that euphoric state for a matter of
seconds before something in her core detonated, slamming through
her body so powerfully she screamed Garret’s name. Her pussy
locked up, seizing his cock, milking it for everything it was worth.
His head craned back as he gave a few final thrusts before joining her
in ecstasy.
Chapter Ten
After cleansing Cassie and carrying her to the cabin to rest by the
fire, he went outside to meet whoever lurked in the forest. Patrick was
waiting for him, arms crossed over his chest as he leaned against a
tree.
“Great move there, Einstein. Why the fuck did you show your
wolf to Cassie?”
“Is Little Red Riding Hood afraid of wolves now? She seemed
pretty accepting to me.”
“It’s done,” he said. “Tell the others we now have a woman for
our pack.”
Patrick laughed. “You didn’t even mark her. Why?”
Mating was for life, so to not mark a woman was like not sealing a
deal. It left loose ends, made a mating feel insecure. Garret knew what
he had to do, but marking Cassie would be too much for her to
handle. He wanted to introduce her to his reality slowly, so as not to
overwhelm her. Being comfortable around wolves was the first step of
many before he planned to bite her properly. It certainly wasn’t from
lack of desire. The entire time he’d fucked her, he’d gaze at the
beautiful, smooth line of her neck, and he had to fight the urge not to
sink his fangs in deep. Although he’d never experienced it personally,
he’d heard from elders that the mating bite was like an aphrodisiac,
bringing both shifter and woman into an erotic realm beyond their
comprehension.
The first time they’d been together at the mine, it was all about
sex. He acted out of impulse, quickly regretting the decision and the
harm he could have caused. Now he’d finally stopped pulling away.
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He’d opened his heart to her, listened, touched, and he hadn’t

destroyed her. Garret, alpha of the Gregor Pack, was falling in love.
“Why do you think? She’s human, clueless to what we are.”
“So, you’re the alpha. Show her how it is.” There was agitation in
his friend’s voice. Another man may take it for a threat, but not
Garret. Not when he could hear his thoughts. Patrick feared losing
her, his wolf already bonded to the little brunette.
“That’s not the way things work, Red. If we push everything on
her at once, she’ll run from us. She is ours regardless. My wolf knows
it as well as I do now. You’ll just have to wait for the love bite.” He
felt for his friend because he had the same thoughts. “Now, before she
wonders where I am, what happened with the stalker?”
“It wasn’t a stalker. Apparently it’s Cassidy’s brother, Scott. He’s
been looking for her.”
Garret processed the information. Cassie never met her half
brother. Why would he show up in her life now of all times, and why
leave a creepy note on her house?
“You ask him why he’s been creeping around, why he took off in
his truck?”
Patrick shrugged. “Says it wasn’t him who left the note.”
“Bullshit. It had the same scent as him.”
“I don’t trust him. But I wouldn’t trust any male around her now,
brother or not,” said Patrick.
Garret felt it, too. The intense possessiveness of a mated wolf.
He’d do anything for Cassie, and destroy any threat or challenger.
This half brother was suspicious to him. If it were up to him, he’d run
the man out of Climax, but he knew the sting of having no roots and
wouldn’t subject Cassie to the same thing if avoidable.
“I’m bringing her back to the mine. Make sure there’s food for her
in the trailer, and I don’t want that Scott guy on the property until I
decide how to handle things.”
“Got it, boss.” Patrick turned and shifted back into his wolf,
darting off into the woodland.
****
Cassidy collapsed on the sofa once she entered Garret’s trailer. It

was soft and luxurious compared to sleeping on a hard wooden floor
for days. Still, she wouldn’t give up the experience for anything.
She’d bonded with him on such a unique level to the point she felt she
really knew him, not just an act. And that visit from the wolf…she’d
never forget it. If she had any family back in the mainland, it would
be something she’d write home about. But she didn’t, so she’d have to
satisfy herself with the memories.
She must have fallen asleep because she was awoken by the door
flapping shut. The sky had darkened significantly, and she no longer
heard the constant hum of the mining equipment in the pit.
“Hey, sleepyhead.” It was Evan. She was thrilled to see him. Even
though she loved Garret, she felt like part of her was missing not
seeing the other three men for days.
“Evan!” She sat up in a rush, making herself dizzy. “I’m so glad
to see you.”
“I’ve missed you.” He sat down beside her, his big body dipping
the cushions. “We were all worried, but at least I’ll be able to sleep
soundly tonight.”
“Oh?”
“Do you think I could sleep properly thinking some nut was out
there looking for you? I’d scour every inch of land and forest until I
found him, but it’s all over now.”
“You found the person who left the note?”
His eyes continually roamed her face and body, a lovesick look on
his face. He looked adorable and that massive body very fuckable, but
she needed to know about this threat. She’d spent two nights in the
bush hiding from this nameless, faceless stalker.
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“Not exactly. Didn’t Garret tell you we found your brother? Well,
half brother. When he called last week I didn’t make much of it, but
now—”
“My brother called the mine?”
He nodded. “You really never met him before?”
“No,” she replied, her mind elsewhere. How had her half brother
found her? Why hadn’t Garret told her about him when he knew how
important finding her real family was? Didn’t he care about her as he
professed? If her brother didn’t leave the note, then was she still in
danger? “Is he staying somewhere in town?” Her heart was beating
wildly. She’d never met the half brother she knew existed somewhere.
“Where? This is Climax, remember?” He tweaked her nose. She
wanted to melt into Evan, to connect with him again. But she had to
deal with this revelation first. Her brother was probably sleeping in
his truck, and with night almost upon them, he’d freeze. It made no
sense for him to suffer when he could easily stay at her house, which
wasn’t even occupied.
“It’s really important for me to see him. I’ll never stop worrying
until I know he had a proper roof over his head for the night.”
“I’ll look into it.”
She kissed him once on the lips, tempted to take more, but she had
little time before sunset. Evan, not unlike Garret, would never allow
her to take off on her own. What they didn’t know wouldn’t hurt
them.
****
Garret did his usual patrols of the land, monitoring the loggers, the
rival pack, and looking for clues into Matthew’s whereabouts. He’d
lost track of time, connecting with his wolf, feeling the wind caress
his fur and dirt under his paws. By the time he returned to Cassie, he
felt accomplished and strong enough to discuss this news about her
so-called brother with her. He was skeptical about the whole ordeal.
Cassie had been looking for this guy all her life, and now he showed
up after she was awarded her grandfather’s inheritance. He knew all
about gold diggers. If this brother showed up just to try and weasel
something out of his woman with the promise of love and family in
return, he was sorely mistaken. Garret didn’t trust easily, and this
situation made him feel extremely wary.
Evan stepped out of his trailer when he approached. “Patrick tell
you the news?”
He smiled. “Yeah. Glad you came to your senses.”
Garret was glad there wouldn’t be any bad blood between him and
Evan now that he’d semi-officially mated with Cassie. She was theirs,
even if he temporarily held off marking her. “How’s she doing? Still
exhausted?”
“How would I know? Wasn’t she with you?”
Garret pushed past Evan and scanned the inside of the trailer.
“Where the fuck is she?”
“She went looking for you. Said she’d be back by eight.”
“It’s ten thirty, Evan! Shit, I can’t believe you let her go!”
“I thought she was with you! She talked about wanting to find her
brother. He wouldn’t hurt her, would he? He’s her family.”
“If he’s family. We don’t know anything about this guy. Did you
ever consider it could be her stalker or one of the Rockford wolves
pulling a fast one on us?”
Evan dragged a heavy hand through his hair. “She’s almost two
hours late. Where would she be?”
“I swear, that woman and the three of you will be the death of
me.”
“Don’t worry, we’ll get her. Patrick and Travis are at the diner.
We’ll meet up with them and scour Climax. If one hair is touched on
her head, there’ll be another hiker’s body found mutilated by wolves
in the morning.”
Once again they were racing against the clock. Why couldn’t
Cassie listen to him? He hoped he’d be doling out sensual punishment
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to her tonight after finding her, not grieving another unexplained loss
of a loved one.
End of Book 2: Garret’s Domination
To be continued in
Book 3: Matthew’s Return
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To my lovely and supportive friend Jan Bowles. Her

complain about her temporary accommodations because at least she

“We’re used to the tricks of hunters.” His shoulder propped open

She swallowed hard. Rather than feel offended or disgusted, her

She wondered what this Southerner was doing way up north.

He was terrified to find Matthew’s body. By the time Garret

services. The RCMP patrolled the highways and checked in once in a

Slowly approaching tires snapped and cracked the branches and

When he turned the corner, he saw Cassie’s Sunfire parked on the

everything as a team. If she saw one, there had to be more watching

Garret couldn’t keep his wolf in check for much longer. He

“She needs to get some clothes from the house.”

She knew so few people, especially way up here in Climax. There

“I guess it depends,” she said. Cassidy desperately wanted to get

A spanking would have been more merciful than denying her an

through her as she remembered being double-fucked. That unique

“I’m sorry,” said Garret. “I should have expected this. It’s my

“Look!” she shouted, pointing out her window. A massive

him out of Climax before packing up and returning to the lower

“My feet hurt,” she said.

“Home sweet home,” Garret announced. It was nearly impossible

“How long do I have to stay here? Isn’t this overkill? Nobody I

First he had to be sure he could contain his beast under all

After waking on the second morning, Cassie realized she actually

She was speechless, wondering if he was teasing. It was the blank

She waited, sitting on a downed log while he started a fire inside

Even before Cassie screamed, he could scent her fear. He dropped

to new ideas, new situations. After discussing many topics at length

“You’re a dirty girl, Cassie,” he whispered in her ear. He drew

“You can’t protect me forever, Garret.”

Garret’s proposal was music to Cassidy’s ears. Their relationship

“Good,” she said, wondering where he was going with his

around. How had he gotten ahead of her? He didn’t even appear

“You know exactly what I want—that monster between your legs

her aroused nipple. Every sensation worked in unison to bring her to a

He’d opened his heart to her, listened, touched, and he hadn’t

Cassidy collapsed on the sofa once she entered Garret’s trailer. It

End of Book 2: Garret’s Domination

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