Wanted By The Billionaire Wolf (Heroes of Shifter Creek 4) by Clara Moore

Author:Clara Moore [Moore, Clara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BBW, Paranormal, Suspense, Romantic Suspense, Romance, Wolf Shifter, Western, Shifter Creek, Fiction, Billionaire, Short Story, Author's Assistant, Writes Horror Stories, Stories Live
Publisher: Clara Moore
Published: 2015-11-06T05:00:00+00:00

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Staying had not been her intention. If she stayed, her friends would kill her. It was meant to be a girls-only weekend. A bit of fun at night was one thing, total abandonment was another. But better her friends kill her than the wolves that hunted her. Her friends would get over it. The wolves would never stop trying.

“Okay,” Kendell agreed. “Thank you, I’ll stay, but I have one condition.”

“A condition?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Feed me. I’m starving.”

Dermott laughed. “Good. So am I.”

Next to the door was an intercom. He pressed a button, and a few seconds later a woman answered, her accent similar to his. “Yes, Mr. O’Donnell? What can I get for you?”

“I picnic basket, please, Mary. For two. We’ll be heading down to the lake.”

Soon after, they were sitting side by side on the pier, their legs dangling above the water. The day was warm but not scorching, a sign that summer was waning. Kendell liked this time of year the best, where being outside wasn’t a burden because of the heat but a luxury. Breathing in the fresh breeze off the lake, she almost forgot about the wolves.

“Have you ever been fishing?” Dermott asked her.

“Not unless you count diving for pennies at the bottom of the swimming pool.”

He was skeptical. “Do you really do that?”

“When I was a kid. Not anymore. Not unless I’m really desperate,” she joked. “So how do bears fish? Do you jump into the water or something?”

“No,” he protested, and he reached under the blanket he had carried down and pulled out two fishing poles. “Bears fish the same way everyone else does. With patience and beer.”

“I like the beer part,” she said.

In response, he opened the picnic basket and handed her a bottle. “It’s on the house.”

“Aren’t you going to have one,” she asked, opening the top and taking a sip.

He shook his head as he readied his fishing pole. “No. Not with you to protect.”

Kendell took another sip, smiling inwardly. “So why is the house so empty? Can’t you buy friends?”

“I prefer to be alone when I’m out here,” Dermott professed. “In my company, I’m constantly surrounded by people. It’s maddening.”

“What about your family? Surely you can make an exception for them.”

“They’re back in Scotland watching over the estate.”

He said estate, but she sure he meant castle. He was just being modest. “And a wife?” she asked casually, trying to be cool.

“No time,” he answered, troubled, and he cast the fishing line. Kendell watched as it flew far out into the lake, propelled by his mighty strength. “It upsets my parents. They want me to settle down and marry a bear shifter, a Scottish lass to keep the bloodline pure. The settling down part, I don’t mind. I’d like that myself. The other part– not so much. You can’t have a mate chosen for you. That’s not how it works. It’s like trying to fry a fish with air.”

He was visibly torn over the issue, so she moved on to another topic.

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