Wolf's Claim: A Wolf Pack Motorcycle Club Book (A Breed MC Book 3) by Anne Marsh

Author:Anne Marsh [Marsh, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Shape Shifters, Romance, Fantasy, Fiction, Paranormal
Publisher: Anne Marsh
Published: 2017-01-04T05:00:00+00:00

Blade

Fuck if I know how I got my happy ending, but look at me. I’ve been chasing Leah for two long weeks, trying to do the right thing by her. Spending time with her has been great, but the no-sex thing had sucked. When you want to get as close as possible, sleeping on the couch doesn’t cut it. Now I’m in her bed as close as close can be.

Fucking perfect.

“You really think she’d make an old lady?” Gator slams his shoulder into mine, driving me down onto the mat. We’re in my gym, working out. Fighting techniques have changed some over the centuries, but the ruthless brute attacks I first learned still put a man on his knees. What worked for medieval knights works just fine in the biker world too. No point in drawing out a fight when you can end it.

“Yeah,” I say, rolling until I have Gator on his back beneath me. He bucks, trying to unseat me. “Thought I’d ask her as soon as I’ve cleared it with Jace.”

“Unbelievable,” he grunts, dislodging me. I spring to my feet, circling him. The brother’s got the kind of right hook that can put anyone down and out and getting the shit knocked out of me isn’t part of today’s plan. I have Leah to go home to, and she’s sure to notice bruises.

“Why?”

“How long we known each other?” he counters.

“You planning on celebrating our anniversary? Think we might be up to diamonds or some such shit.”

“Expensive date.” He whistles and grabs me, going for the chokehold. I don’t let him distract me. Gator’s strong, but I’m not going down, not today. Not when the universe is finally going my way. I strike hard with my left hand, breaking his choke as I grab his wrist.

“No diamonds?” I take him back down to the mat and we grapple.

“Not until you put out.” He winks at me and flips me hard. I hit the mat, air rushing out of my lungs. Asshole.

“I’m off the market,” I tell him when I can breathe again. He rolls, trying to pin me once and for all, and I put him in an arm bar. See how he likes that.

“Figured that out,” he grits out and… Fucker won’t stay down though. It’s one of his best qualities. “Just didn’t think you’d go that way.”

“Something wrong with me?”

He shrugs and wriggles like he got more from that fucking alligator than a few ugly ass scars. “You’ve never spent more than a week with the same woman. Had you pegged for a buffet man, to be honest.”

I deflect the next blow and strike back. “You spend that much time watching where I put my dick?”

“Hell no. But I’m not blind, either. She means something to you. Never seen anyone outside the club matter much.”

He slams a fist into my jaw and I swear I see fucking stars because I’m thinking, not reacting. I might not have been her only, but I intend to be her best and her last.

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