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Worth the Risk

Worth the Risk

Savannah Stuart

Marisol has one goal in life—kill the man who murdered her pack. But when she

meets alpha werewolf Stephan and realizes he’s her mate, all her carefully laid plans

dissipate in seconds. By all accounts, she should hate Stephan and everything he stands

for. Unfortunately, every time the dominating wolf gets close, she can’t deny her

growing attraction for the last man in the world she expected to want.

Undercover DEA agent Stephan is about to make the biggest bust of his career, but

everything that can go wrong does. He never expected to discover his mate while on the

job. She saves his life and his cover when he almost shifts in the middle of a crowded

Miami nightclub, but that doesn’t mean he trusts her. The clock is ticking and if he

doesn’t figure out what secrets the sexy vixen is keeping from him, he might lose his

job—and his life.

An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication

Worth the Risk

ISBN 9781419926839


Worth the Risk Copyright 2010 Savannah Stuart

Edited by Jaynie Ritchie

Cover art by Dar Albert

Electronic book publication February 2010

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This story is for Kari Cmolik–Walker. Thanks for being one of my biggest



To Jaynie Ritchie, my fabulous editor. Thank you for loving these characters as

much as I do.

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Chapter One

Stephan Lazos couldn’t tear his gaze away from the exotic brunette moving across

the dance floor below. From his position in the VIP room, he had a perfect view of

practically the entire nightclub. The only thing he could focus on, however, was one

woman. The wolf inside him wanted to throw her over his shoulder, take her out of the

loudest club in Miami and back to his place for a marathon of fucking.

His skin tingled and burned as he watched her. The unwanted physical reaction

was starting to piss him off. She was hot, sure, but she wasn’t even his type. At six foot

two, he liked his women tall and curvy. Once they got to the bedroom, he wanted a

woman who had a lot of stamina and didn’t mind the sex a little rougher. The vixen on

the dance floor looked as if she’d fall over if a strong wind came along.

Long, dark hair fell down her back in waves. It looked as if she wore three-inch

heels, and she was
short compared to the blonde woman she was dancing with.

Everything about her was petite and delicate. Each time her hips swayed in tune with

the blaring music, her silky red dress shimmered around her tight body. And each time

that happened, his cock jumped to attention. The primal beast inside him wanted to

cover every inch of her exposed skin so no one else could look at her.

He liked sex as much as the next wolf, but this was
and he didn’t

understand his reaction. Since he was a pup, he’d never had to exert much mental

control to keep his canines from extending. Now it was taking all his self-control not to

. And this couldn’t have happened at a worse time either.

He was in the middle of an assignment. All his focus should be on convincing

Antonio Perez that he was a new arms dealer in town looking to expand to medical

supplies and
an undercover DEA agent.


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“See something you like?” Antonio’s voice caused him to step back from the


“I see a lot of ‘somethings’ I like,” Stephan said as he took a sip of his scotch. The

one thing he hated about this undercover role was his playboy image. The expensive

suits and drinks were a nice change of pace from playing the role of junkie or hired

thug, but the Miami party scene left a lot to be desired.

“Anyone in particular?” the other man pressed.

Stephan couldn’t afford to show any interest in one woman over another. There

was no way in hell he could let Antonio think he had a weakness. “The group of

women in the middle.”

“I’ll invite them up,” Antonio said as he motioned to two of his bodyguards.

Stephan shrugged, as if it didn’t matter one way or the other. However, his

heartbeat quickened when the bodyguards ushered the group of barely dressed women

up the stairs.

scent hit him with startling intensity. In this crowded, stifling atmosphere, his

extrasensory abilities were working overtime, but somehow he knew the subtle jasmine

scent was her.


As if she sensed him, she glanced around until their gazes locked. Her bright blue

eyes widened when they made contact.


The word echoed loudly inside his head. His heart skipped a beat at the thought. It

was impossible that he would recognize her so soon.
Wasn’t it?

His brother Nick had told him what it was like when he’d met his mate, yet Nick

hadn’t realized Carly was his mate right away. Of course she was human, not a shifter.

But even his parents hadn’t recognized one another right away. He’d always thought it

would take time.


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The word reverberated through him again.

Stephan had never imagined something being so physically overpowering that he

couldn’t think straight. And he definitely hadn’t believed that he’d just
his mate

on sight.

He set his drink on one of the high-top tables and started to make his way toward

her. To his surprise, she flipped her dark hair over her shoulder in a haughty manner,

turned her back on him and headed for the bar.

What the fuck?

He refrained from growling. Barely.

“Stephan, I have business to attend to.” Antonio’s voice pulled him out of his trance

and back to the present.

The blaring music and smoky atmosphere once again registered as he turned

toward the drug-running asshole he needed to do business with. “So do I,” Stephan


A lecherous grin spread across Antonio’s face. “Good. Enjoy yourself. I must leave,

but everything is still on for tomorrow?”

Stephan nodded. “I’ll be there. I already have buyers lined up for most of your

products. Your stuff better be as good as you promised.”

He waved a hand in the air. “It’s better. And I have a surprise for you. Not a

product we discussed earlier.”

“I don’t like surprises.”

“You’ll like this one. Trust me. I will have women at the party, but feel free to bring

some of your own.”

Stephan waited until Antonio and his men descended the stairs before stalking

toward the mystery woman. He’d been watching her out of the corner of his eye, and

she hadn’t moved from her seat at the bar.

“Leave,” he growled to the college-aged guy talking to her.


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The blond kid started to say something then he must have recognized Stephan as

one of Antonio’s friends because he mumbled something inaudible and hurried away.

“That was rude.” The blue-eyed beauty narrowed her gaze at him.

“What’s your name?” he asked, ignoring her statement.

A small smile played at the corners of her very kissable lips. “Marisol.”

The name and her voice rolled over him. “I’m Stephan. Why are you out

unchaperoned? What pack do you belong to?”

For a split second, her eyes flashed a darker shade of blue. She shrugged but he

could smell her pain. She was good at masking it, but it rolled off her in subtle waves. “I

have no pack.”

“Where are you from?”

She shrugged again. “None of your business.”

He leaned in so that his mouth was inches from her ear. It took all his self-control

not to nip or lick her soft skin. “It’s most definitely my business.”

She swallowed and he could sense her fear…and attraction.

Marisol Cabrera forced herself not to tuck tail and run. The wolf next to her was

sexy as sin and he radiated dominance, but he was also a piece of shit arms dealer. In

truth, she could let that go, but he worked with Antonio Perez.

, she would never let go.

If she wanted to get out of this alive and complete what she’d come to Miami to do,

she had to play this right. “And why is that?”

“You’re my mate.” His deep voice was like an unwanted aphrodisiac. Heat pooled

in her belly.

Marisol wanted to deny it, but she’d sensed it on the stairs. She’d nearly tripped

when she’d comprehended what was happening. She’d given up the hope or desire of

finding her mate decades ago. Firsthand experience told her wolves could be just as


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treacherous as humans. She knew exactly who
Stephan Vasquez
was. She’d been

watching Antonio Perez for months, waiting for the perfect time to get close to him

before she ended his life.

And now she found out the man he’d been doing business with recently was not

only a fucking wolf, he was her

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