Wolf's Song by Taryn Kincaid

Author:Taryn Kincaid [Kincaid, Taryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Black Hills Wolves
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Published: 2014-12-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Calhoun Bartholomew Seven studied the huge map covering one wall of his office at The Graymarket Trading Company Saloon and Casino. Once, the skinwalker town of Shady Heart had accounted for only a small corner in the upper right quadrant. But the march of red pins reflecting the expanding territory and influence of Goldspark Enterprises—named after the shifter clan he headed—drove relentlessly outward and down, until only the town of Los Lobos, on the southwest side of the mountain, and the woodland area surrounding it, remained in the hands of the Black Hills Wolves and out of the perimeter Cal’s influence and control.

He needed all of it. Needed the wolves out of the way and off the map. Only then could he ensure the cats’ survival.

Within him, his cat paced restlessly. He took a long slug of the 40-year-old Scotch in his tumbler and set the empty glass on his desk. Immediately, one of the saloon girls disengaged herself from a corner of the room, where she’d been pretending to be wallpaper, and sidled to his side, crystal decanter in hand.

“Refill, Bart, honey?” she crooned. “Or some other…refreshment?” She thrust her chest forward, her ample breasts all but spilling from her low-cut blouse to graze his arm. Another male might have pounced. But Cal felt…nothing. Except possibly annoyance at the interruption of his calculations.

“Leave it,” he muttered, taking the bottle from her. The top of her head barely reached the level of his clavicle. Which didn’t much matter when she dropped to her knees in front of him and reached for his belt.

He brushed her hands away and yanked her to her feet.

“But I’m so hungry for you, baby,” she whined. “It’s been so long. Emmy says you did her last week.” She rubbed herself against him. Typical feline. Her mewling morphed into purrs of pleasure.

“Don’t believe everything you hear.” He looked down, smelling the musk of her arousal. But also the scent of a she-cat going into heat. “If half the gossip about me was true, I’d be fucking you ladies 24/7 and I’d never have time for anything else.”

“But, baby….” The purring gave way to a yowl of unsatisfied disappointment. “I’ve got an itch. I need you to scratch it.”

He shook his head. “Get back to work, Delilah. Plenty of guys out there’ll pay top dollar to scratch that itch for you.”

“Damn you, Bart. You’re the only one I really want.”

“Out.” He jabbed a thumb toward the door. With a pout, she flounced across the office, heading to the exit. “And take care of yourself, if you don’t want to be knee-deep in a litter of kits.”

She paused, her hand on the knob, and looked back at him, her golden feline eyes narrowed. “Thought you were looking to increase the clan?”

“Yeah. When I know I can take care of all the young and everyone else looking to me for security.”

“Just need you to take care of me, baby.”

“We’re done here, Delilah.”

She blew him a sarcastic kiss and left him alone at last.

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