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She had called her fire chief back in Wyoming after the fight and told him she wasn’t returning to Thomas Ridge. He said he was sad to see her go, but that he understood. He mentioned that Doug's father had passed, and that Christ Wentworth was now the new Alpha. It had been nice to have a boss who was also a werewolf.
“I thought the best day was when we walked into the cabin,” Zach said, jarring her out of her thoughts.
Actually, the best day might have been when the three of them mated, but she wasn’t about to say that in public. Cassidy grinned. “Today isoneof the best days then. How about we all have something to eat and catch up?”
Zach's uncle showed her parents and the Everwoods to the dining room. “Happy?” Mike asked her.
Hadn’t she just said it was the best day ever? “How about tonight I show you two just how happy I am?”
Mike stepped closer. “Does this show and tell involve blindfolds and ropes?”
“If you’re willing, I’d be happy to blindfold both of you and tie your hands together so you can’t touch me. Then I can suck on your cocks just until you—”
Before she could finish her sentence, Mike kissed her and transported her to a different place.
Zach cleared his throat. “Ah, guys. An audience is watching.”
They broke the kiss, looked around, and cracked up. Life with the Grangers would never be dull.
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EXCERPT—MEANT FOR HER
I hope you enjoyed another adventure with the Granger family. Next up is Malia's story, MEANT for her. If you want to be sure to find out about my specials and new releases, sign up for my newsletter or follow me on BookBub.
The Granger family saga continues in this battle of wits where everlasting romance is the prize.
Luke and Ryan Lattimore can't believe their eyes when they rouse after a vicious attack that leaves them near death. The most beautiful and intriguing woman is tending to their wounds. Ryan's heart fires rapidly, his teeth sharpen, and his facial hair has thickened alongside his jawline. What does it mean? His inner wolf has finally met his mate!
Ryan tells Luke that she is the one for him, too, but they both know neither can pursue her. Considering the stakes, it's too dangerous. They must keep their woman at arm's length for her own safety.
The moment Malia Granger gives aid to two men, her body explodes with need and desire. She doesn’t know who they were, nor does she care. They are meant for her. Unfortunately, her family all but demands that she keep her distance. No real reason, and no explanation other than the Lattimore brothers will bring her heartache.
Malia isn't one to sit on the sidelines, and she's learned that the only way to obtain happiness in life is to take it. These two men are her mates, and no one is going to stand in the way of their future...not even them.
Here is the first chapter:
“What the fuck? Who the hell are they?” Luke Lattimore shouted, as he rode alongside his twin brother, Ryan.
They had just reached the valley where their cows were grazing when they saw six men stealing several of them. Who they were, Luke didn’t know, but he sure as hell was going to find out.
Luke took off at a gallop. “Come on Atlas. You can do it, boy.”
He sped toward the thieves and their two eighteen wheelers that contained their precious cargo. What he’d do when he reached them, he wasn’t sure, but it wouldn’t be a cordial exchange.
Whether they were werewolves or not, he couldn’t tell from this distance. He’d heard rumors of a group of renegades stealing from other ranches, but no one said if they were werewolves or not.Crap. This was the last thing the Circle L Ranch needed.
The thieves closed the back of the both trucks that contained way too many of the Lattimore cows, jumped into the cab, and took off.
Shit. Luke pushed Atlas harder. With his Winchester 30-30 lever-action rifle in the scabbard on his saddle and his Colt 45 single-action in his holster, he might have a chance to at least shoot out one tire, or hopefully more. His options would be limited even if they slowed.
If they happened to stop while on Lattimore land far enough away from the highway, he and Ryan could shift, but fighting six werewolves—assuming they were shifters—would be a huge challenge.
Ryan caught up to him, his focus on the thieves. They only owned one hundred and twenty cows, barely enough to pay off the creditors as it was, ten of which were about to give birth. If they lost any of those, the Circle L Ranch would probably go bankrupt.
Luke didn’t need to dwell on the future but on the here and now.
“Shoot out their tires,” Ryan shouted.
