Werewolves of Forever 06 - Wild Lust

that she hadn’t loaded the rifle with silver bullets. “Don’t go letting Daniel hear you talk that way.”
    Reese had to hand it to his brother. Blane was the even-tempered one and always strived to find a compromise. Reese was the hot head and the one most likely to go off half-cocked, barging into a situation without thinking first.
    “She’s hotter than I remember.”
    “Damn right she is. But we didn’t really get a good look at her the first time.” Taking their cue from the Holms cousins, they’d stayed out of the trouble Shannon was causing and had only gotten a quick glimpse of Charlie as she’d lit out of town like a cat with a dog nipping at its tail.
    Their mate was smokin’. No doubt about it. From her long reddish-brown hair to her full chest and curvy body, she was the kind of woman a man liked to look at in men’s magazines. Yet even wearing a simple pale-yellow T-shirt and jeans, she was sexier than the naked girls in those magazines. He hadn’t seen her standing up yet, since she’d always stayed in her pickup, but he knew her legs would run from Texas to the Canadian border. Her brown eyes, even clouded with wariness, had grabbed him and held him in a vise of desire. He longed to see what her eyes would look like when he plunged his cock into her and made her scream his name.
    He’d gotten a good whiff of her, too. He’d smelled the alarm wafting off her, but it had gotten mixed with a heavy dose of pussy heat. She’d liked what she’d seen as much as he had. If she listened to her libido, getting her into bed wouldn’t take much doing. Too bad she seemed to have an attitude, but he’d adjust that soon enough. Not to the point of breaking her, but just enough for her to realize who was really in charge, in and out of bed.
    She was more than just a pretty face. He’d done some research on her since her first visit and had found out she was a big deal in the business world. She’d jumped into her family’s business and had not only handled the company well but had managed to increase their profits in a time when most businesses were struggling to stay alive.
    “She’s smart, too. She came prepared this trip. I could smell gunpowder behind the seats as well as the scent of steel.”
    Reese didn’t like to think of his mate carrying a rifle. If she tried to shoot one of the Holms boys again, they might have no choice but to fight back. “We have to keep her from doing anything that’ll get her into trouble.”
    “We warned Daniel and Anderson that she was back in town. They’re laying low and having Shannon do the same. The only contact Shannon’s had is a couple of texts since Charlie left Boston. She thinks her sister may be trying a sneak attack to try to force Shannon to go home.”
    Blane tracked his hand through his hair. Reese recognized his brother’s telltale signal that he was trying to come up with a solution and getting nowhere fast.
    He decided to let him off the hook—for now. “Fine. I’ll back off, but not for long. If I get wind that she’s planning on hightailing it out of here, I’m grabbing her and hauling her back to the ranch.”
    Blane grinned, and Reese could sense his relief. “Good. Just hang in there, bro, and keep out of sight. Our mate’s come back. The rest of it will go as planned.”
    Reese swallowed the retort that sprang to his lips. No need to make Blane upset. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to keep an eye on Charlie Newman.

Chapter Two
    Charlie kicked the wheel of the pickup and let fly with several curse words that would’ve made her mother drop dead in a faint. She’d gotten about halfway back to the rental home when smoke came pouring out from under the hood. The truck had sputtered then died as soon as she’d managed to pull it onto the side of the road.
    “Damn and double damn!”
    She took off the baseball cap and flung it into the pickup. So far she’d managed to get the hood up, but that was as far as her knowledge of cars went. Growing up with a chauffeur as well as a personal mechanic meant she’d never given a thought to what went on under the hood.
    She stared at the jumbled mess of wires and machinery. “What the hell am I supposed to do now?”
    Glancing both ways down the road, she knew she wouldn’t get any help from passing motorists. She rarely saw another vehicle when she drove down the one-lane road and had liked the remoteness of the house. Now she wished she’d stayed somewhere closer