To Catch a Wolf (BBW Werewolf Shifter Romance)

To Catch a Wolf (BBW Werewolf Shifter Romance)
Lynn Red
Yellow Moon Press (2014)

Sometimes a wolf’s gotta fight and growl and bite. But Erik? He just needs a mate.

Erik Danniken is the alpha of Jamesburg, a small town hidden from the world and full of shifters of all stripes. But underneath it all, he’s just a muscled-up, rough-shod bad boy of a werewolf with a tattoo that goes all the way up his chest and sticks out the collar of his shirt. He’s down to his last nerve, but he’s willing to fight one last time... for the woman he loves.

Sometimes a girl needs romance and wine and sweet kisses. But Izzy? She just needs a job.

Isabel Taylor was more than a little frustrated when she answered a very vague job ad to be the personal assistant of a mayor in a town she didn’t know existed. That was two years ago. Curvy, tough and with more than a little bit of a naughty streak, Izzy has long since gotten used to the weirdness of everyday life in Jamesburg... but she’s fallen hard for Erik’s rough charm.

Erik wants to claim her forever, marking Izzy as his honest-to-goodness mate. Izzy wants him to quit being such a coward and just come out and do it, but will a good old-fashioned small town scandal make them keep their love a secret, and in the process, kill it before it can grow?

Note: The Jamesburg Shifters is a series of standalone books. Each installment has its own hero and heroine, and the stories never cross over. Each novel or novella is a complete story, complete with happy-ever-after ending. Enjoy!

To Catch a Wolf

The Jamesburg Shifters

A Werewolf Shifter Romance

by

Lynn Red

Copyright 2014

Also by Lynn Red

The Jamesburg Shifters

To Catch a Wolf (A Curvy Girl and Alpha Werewolf Shifter Romance)

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“E
nough!”

Erik slammed one of his fists onto the lectern, then grabbed his gavel and pounded the wooden podium. “Calm... down!”

Furiously, I typed away on my keyboard, trying my very best to keep up with the near-constant noise from the audience, but there was no way. Questions were coming from the left, and then an insult from the right, and someone even threw a bottle from way in the back.

“Alpha!” Seth, a young wolf, shouted above the crowd. “This is court! You can’t just show up and make us listen to you rant for half an hour and then tell us to be quiet! We’re wolves—”

“Some of us are,” Clay Tomkins, a proud hyena-shifter added. “Don’t be so exclusionary.”

Erik bared his teeth and for a second, his eyes went yellow. I swallowed hard, hoping he managed to control himself. If he lost his temper in the middle of a pack meeting, there would be a massive brawl and I’d be serving alcohol-soaked bandages at the reception instead of cocktails.

“Izzy!” Erik hissed. I typed it down.

“Isabel! Pay attention to me,” he said. Erik bent down to talk in my ear and narrowly avoided a chair that crashed into the wall above his head. “We need to go. I’m about to throttle that prick.”

“Which one?” I asked.

He didn’t answer except to snarl.

I took a deep breath and pushed my carriage return. No matter what happened, I had to keep typing. It might sound crazy, but part of my job as the alpha’s personal assistant is to go to all these insane meetings and try to make sense of it so he can read over the notes later.

Don’t ask.

I heard the wood on the podium top start to crack. Erik wore out two or three lecterns a year like this, habitually stress-squeezing until they finally gave out.

Real bad month at the courthouse.

“I’ve made my decision,” Erik growled. “If you want to hear it, sit down and shut up!”

The crowd just kept on. Shouting, complaining; the whole courtroom was an endless drone punctuated with screams.

“Izzy?”

I turned to see Erik’s bright gold eyes flash. When he does that little thing with his eyes, it makes all my girl parts clench up. It’s some kind of werewolf magic, he’s told me, that makes human women ache for them. But he seemed to be doing it more lately. For a split second, I wondered if there was any significance to that, but then he smiled and my head started spinning.

“Izzy? You okay?”

“Yeah,” I said shaking my head. “Sorry, you stared at me in that way you have, and...”

“Oh,” he shook his dark hair from side to side and smiled at me, flashing his dimples
and
his eyes. “Sorry, didn’t mean to do any charming.”

How he could do that – make the whole chaotic shit-fest of a world around us vanish – was beyond me, but there he was, forcing my attention on him in the midst of a pack of screaming shifters.

Someone threw a chair.

“I want you,” he whispered, “to duck.”

“What?”

“Duck. I’m going to take care of this right about now.”

“I—”

“Now!”

I hesitated long enough to see someone else rear back and sling a briefcase toward Erik.

“Get down,” he shouted, pushing me off the chair and to the ground.

As quickly as I could, I scurried under the table, peeking around one of the legs in time to see the lectern that I had
just
ordered go sailing across the room and catch one of the chief complainants in the side of the head.

He might’ve well pulled out a hand grenade and yanked the pin.

No one moved.

The only thing I could hear was Erik’s ragged, heavy breathing beside me. He reached down and wiggled his fingers. Tentatively, I took his hand and pulled myself up. As soon as my eye-level went above the tabletop where my typewriter sat, I couldn’t believe what I saw.

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