Mason grumbled and ran a hand over his face, it seemed like months since he had gotten
a good night's sleep.
“Wake up,” his mom said and slapped his face. When he opened one eye, he tried to
focus. “Why are all these huge sexy men in my kitchen?”
“Huh?” Mason said.
“Look, they just showed up and said they were hungry,” his mom insisted.
Mason sat up in bed and tried to clear his head. Where was Thane? He was supposed
to be keeping watch, how could someone have snuck in? However, when he reached under
the covers for the gun beside him, he turned and looked at the group of guys sitting
in front of him.
“Are you kidding me?!” Mason exploded.
“What? Should I not be making them gumbo?” his mother said.
“Food?!” Mason yelled.
“Brother, we had to tell her something that didn’t freak her out,”
Dagwood said.
“Freak who out?" his mother asked. “Me?” She snorted and waved the ladle she had
in her hand around. “Of course I know you are ghosts, dumbasses, I just never seen
a hungry one before, thought it was something new and original. I was gonna call
Bea and let her know from now on she had to stock some cookies in her fridge.”
Mason groaned and covered his face. “This is such a sucky time to be popping in and
out of shit, man. Where is Thane?”
“LC?” his mom said sounding official, she loved to call his teammates by their call
sign, made her think she was hip. “He is out front on the steps talking on the phone.
Someone called about a chick named Arden.”
Dagwood stood,
“There is a lot you don’t know and just a little bit of time, if you don’t find her—they
will and kill them both.”
“Arden? Who is ‘them’? Does she have a boyfriend suddenly?” Mason laughed. He knew
that she probably did and it burned him to think of her with another man. But the
facts were the facts. Mason slept with his best friend's foster sister the night
before they left to go on the last mission. He had been crazy for her for so long,
and a little beer mixed with her wearing a smoking hot pair of jeans, and finally
cornering him in the bathroom, telling him she wanted him turned into a fucking mess.
Her foster brother had died without Mason being able to talk to him like he planned
on. It was supposed to be so simple, then Mason was wounded, and his head was screwed
up. But he planned on going back to talk to her. With this shit, he didn’t have
a choice and if she hated him, as long as she was safe, he would be fine.
“He is coming, you have to move. Go to Thane he will understand,”
Dagwood said.
“Fine,” Mason grumbled. “But I am not going to read that damn letter until we are
back. It is just gonna have to wait.”
“Go!”
Dag yelled as Mason left the room in a huff.
“Now I don’t think you are being a friendly ghost, but before I cast you into the
dark abyss I will give you a chance to explain,” Mason’s mother said and the fallen
team members laughed.
Denver Pack Series
Alpha's Mate
Tey's White Wolf
Devon: The Beta's Double Trouble
Cloe: Two for the Bite of One
Reggie: A Wolf's Changing Heart
Blaine: A Wolf's Second Sight
Lacy: Seeing Double
Jordan's Misunderstanding
Trinity: Heart of the Shifters
Argus: Meeting the Challenge
Trace: Following His Destiny
Shea: The Last Hope
Denver Pack Twelve 1/2
Chosen Wars Series
Cat’s Choice
Dante’s Dream
Finally Home – Taming of a White Wolf
Other books include
Dangerous Series
Dangerous Trio
Dangerous Two
Dangerous Finale
Dangerous: Working Against the Clock
Dangerous: Off Limits
Dangerous: All Bark and No Bite
Cassidy Family Series
Playing With Zack
Killing Jared
Holiday Surprise
Drekinn Series
The Mating Call
Healing Cherri
Mob Moms’ Christmas
Reaching Rissa
Kiki’s story – coming soon
Taming Team Ten
Boots, Chaps, and Cowboy Hats
Raising a Cowgirl
Meridian Warriors by Jana Leigh and Zach Collins
Meridian Warriors: Xander and Des
Meridian Warriors Book Two – Coming soon
Shifter Justice by Jana Leigh and Bryce Evans
Perfect Reflections
Infiltrating the Pack – Coming Soon
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Denver Pack Book One
By Jana Leigh
Quin went into his office and answered the phone that was blinking at him, “Hello
Father.”
“Son, what progress have you made with the Rogues?” A gruff voice responded to him.
His father, never a man for long discussions, was always quick and to the point.
When he was growing up, his mother was the one who dispensed the hugs. His father,
though Quin knew he loved him, was more serious. His father also believed the Alpha
of every Pack had a greater responsibility than even to his own family. This is where
they differed. When Quin finally found his mate, he was going to make sure she knew
exactly how important she was to him. His children would know the same love his mother
had shown him.
“We had a skirmish last night in a suburb, but so far we can’t seem to find their
lair. I hope they will show themselves soon. We have heard their Alpha is a wolf
named Roark, but we haven’t been able to find him,” Quin said turning in his chair
so he could watch the last of the sun setting.
“You may have to send out more patrols. I heard from Roan in Northern Ireland, and
his Alpha in the States is having problems too. He has lost three females and one
Enforcer in the last week. You need to watch the Pack,” his father warned.
“I know what is at stake here, father. I will talk to my Beta and the Enforcers.
We are planning a retreat next week, but I do not want to leave the Pack unguarded.
We may have to postpone, at least while this mess remains. They will understand,
even if they are itching to run,” Quin said.
“I agree. Do you need any more people? I could send your brother and a few others
to help,” his father asked.
Quin sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He was the Alpha of this Pack. He
loved his father, but he was still set in the old ways.
“Let me talk it over with the others, I will let you know. I may have to have some
more help if they try to take one of our females,” Quin replied.
They spoke for a few more minutes, and then Quin hung up the phone, hoping he would
be able to give his father a better report the next time he spoke to him. He didn’t
want his brothers to come here unless the need arose for that particular action.
They were all working on settling their own Packs. All except for his youngest brother
Adrian, who was just concluding his training. He hoped to offer the young wolf a
place in his Pack. It had been too long since he had seen his family, and he wanted
to have that connection again.
He had no clue what the Rogue wolves were trying to do. Taking female wolves was
an act of war, soon he would have no choice but to hunt and kill the Rogues if they
could not get them under control.
He could hear loud voices in the outer office and sighed again. What else could happen
today? It had been a long day already, and he wanted to have a nice quiet dinner
and go to bed.
Just before he reached the door, it burst open and his Beta fell in the room. Devon
was larger than most of his wolves, so he nearly took up the entire space when he
sprawled on the floor. Being the Beta of the Pack, Devon was the strongest wolf.
Quin never wanted to find out who would win if they fought for Alpha, he suspected
it would be a close fight.
“Get your ass out of my way,” he heard a female growl come from just outside the room.
Quin laughed when Devon jumped up and looked at him with red cheeks. “She caught
me off guard.”
“Right, we’ll go with that, if it’s how you want to spin it.” Quin agreed and poked
his head out of his office to see who had thrown his Beta through the door. It must
have been a large female wolf to do this kind of damage.
He laughed even harder when he saw the small sprite before him. A small blonde woman
stood there tapping her foot with impatience. Wow, she was beautiful. Long flowing
hair pulled back into a high ponytail and voluptuous curves, the woman stood a good
foot below him. It made him feel like he was a giant. Quin grinned and looked at
the woman with more interest. He wondered why she was here. He knew every member
of his Pack, and she definitely did not belong.
“Listen buster, I have been sitting out here for the last two hours, waiting patiently
for the head dog to come and meet with me. I no longer have the time, or the inclination
to sit here. Tell your overly important man when he makes an appointment; he should
have the courtesy to show up.” The woman fumed, turned on her heel, and stomped to
the elevators.
Excerpt from Cat’s Choice
The Chosen’s War Book One
By Jana Leigh
“You will not keep me from her, wolf,” Diavolo snarled, as he twisted Adolfo’s arm
back further. “She is mine and will always be mine.”
Suddenly, Adolfo turned on Diavolo and somehow got the Vampire under him again.
“She is not yours, Vampire.” Adolfo growled into his ear, “I will kill you before
I allow you to take her.”
Adolfo started to change into his wolf. His face elongated, and his claws came out.
He pushed the Vampire further into the carpeted floor.
Then his eyes met hers. “Caterina, run. Go to where we planned, as we have talked
about doing. Go there and they will keep you safe. Run now, Caterina, and never
look back.”
At first, her legs couldn't move, but then she found herself flying down the stairs.
She picked up her purse, car keys, the plane tickets that were sitting on the table
next to the front door, and then she opened the door to run out.
She looked back at her long-time friend and guardian to see that he had now fully
changed and was holding the Vampire down by his teeth around Diavolo’s throat. Adolfo
looked up at her, and their eyes met. She saw then something she had never seen in
his eyes before. She looked at his side and saw the blood that was matted in his
fur and dripping from his side. She knew at that moment that Adolfo knew he would
not survive this fight, that he would not be able to go with her and protect her anymore.
Tears fell from her eyes as she looked into his again. “I love you, Adolfo.”
He just growled his response, but she knew it was him telling her he loved her too.
With that she raced out the door and jumped in her car. She was still in her pajamas
and had no luggage with her to take, but she didn’t care; she just needed to get as
far away from there as possible. She peeled out of the driveway and sped down the
road. As she turned the corner on to the road that would take her to the airport,
she heard a howl of pain breaking through the night, and knew her dearest and closest
friend was dying—dying to save her from a fate worse than death. She sobbed as she
sped along the road. She was alone now, all those she loved were now gone.
She looked in her rear-view mirror to make sure Diavolo wasn’t right behind her.
But when she met her own eyes in the mirror, she couldn’t help but cry harder. No,
Caterina didn’t see hope when she looked at herself. She never saw hope, and she
doubted she ever would. There was no god—there was no hope.
The Drekinn Series Book One
By Jana Leigh
"Hello?" Calli yelled as sweetly as she could, waiting to see if her friends were
close, or if the assholes that kidnapped her were intelligent enough to see she was
awake, come in here, and tell her what the hell was going on.
In the distance, she could hear her friends cussing. Cherri's voice came out the
clearest as she screamed, "Muther fucking assholes, come back in here and show me
what kind of men you really are. PUSSIES!"
Well, someone woke up on the wrong side of the drug-induced coma. Calli wanted to
laugh hysterically. If any of them got free, they were going to kill their captors,
or seriously disfigure them.
"Cherri shut the fuck up. Where the hell are we?" Calli yelled and waited while her
friends, who were obviously together, argued.
"Cherri, seriously, answer her, you have got to stop the screeching," Rissa said calmly.
Calli wanted to laugh, because out of all of them, Cherri was the most levelheaded,
unless she was given drugs, it pissed her off since she was a doctor. She lectured
them constantly on putting foreign chemicals in their bodies. Like caffeine, Calli
had to have at least three cups of coffee in the morning as well as a shot of caffeine
in the afternoon.
They didn't make it like they used to,
she thought. Coffee had been deemed bad for you, so therefore, the days where you
could get a double shot of espresso were gone. Now when you ordered a cup of coffee,
you were lucky if you got a slight nervous buzz from it.
So many things had changed over the years. When the
Breyting,
or magical community, came out of the closet, suddenly everything changed. Besides
the fact that Central Park was overran with shifters running in the open, the humans
thought they could control things. They just didn't realize that they had been around
for a lot longer than humans. So they did what any normal race would do, they tried
to fight them. That lasted for only a few years until the Drekinn Agency stepped
forward and compromised. The damage was done though. Caffeine was labeled bad for
shifters just because one stupid dragon had gone crazy on a caffeine buzz. Really,
if anyone drank twelve cups of coffee to stay awake for a midterm, they would have
reacted the same. However, the college had not appreciated their classroom being
torched just because the guy was jittery and misinterpreted the guy next to him handing
him a test for an attack.
It was the little things that pissed off the humans. Calli heard a door open and
swung towards the door. They may have her chained to the wall with silver, a big
misconception by the way, but if she could get free, it wouldn't even leave a mark.
Silver only drained the shifter's powers for a little while, but it wouldn't kill
them. No, the only way to kill a shifter was the normal way, a bullet through the
head. And that was only if you were a good shot. Most shifters were too fast and
could react, but they couldn't heal from a bullet to the brain. In other words, whoever
took them had a purpose. One Calli didn't think she was going to like.
The door opened to the cell she was in and her heart sank a little. Yep, she was
going to die. Calli hung her head and shook it in resignation. She could hear the
murmur of voices outside the door.
Great
, when she was done with this asshole, she had to kill the others. The man was strangely
proportioned with a large body and small arms, though his hands were huge. His long,
greasy, unwashed hair added to his disgusting appearance. She totally would not fuck
him, even if she were paid. His face was the ugliest thing she had seen in a long
while, with brown, dirty teeth and a thin mouth.
"Seriously, you fuckers are gonna pay for this," Calli growled and then pulled against
the chains. They had her chained against a wall, spread eagled, with her hands and
feet bound and then chains crisscrossing her chest. Her feet weren’t even touching
the ground, so she couldn't get any momentum to move.