Savage by Renee Rose & Vanessa Vale
Series: Wolf Ranch #4
Publication date: July 23rd, 2020
Synopsis:
Pack Rule #4: Guard your pups with your life
We hooked up one night at Cody's Saloon.
The beautiful nurse wanted a ride and I'd given it to her.
Made her scream and sent her home happy.
She didn't tell me there'd been consequences.
She'd kept her secret close. For months.
But what she didn't know could change everything.
That baby she carried wasn't human.
And this wolf would never walk away from his pup.
She may not want me in her life, but that was too bad.
I was moving in--watching over her and providing for my family.
She was under my protection now.
Whether she wanted it or not.
Whether she wanted me or not.
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Excerpt
BECKY
I pushed past the fruit and steered to the meat counter. It was damn hard to eat the amount of protein recommended, according to my doctor's meal sheet. I sighed as I waited for the butcher to come over, so I could order some sausages, but the smell of the raw fish at the far end of the display hit me hard. I gagged before I could even talk myself down.
Oh shit. Where was the bathroom in this place? I spun in a circle, wondering if it was up front by customer service or here in the back, but that only made things worse.
Abandoning my cart, I whirled away from the counter and ran smack into a wall of... tall, hard man.
Big hands wrapped around my elbows. "Hey," a deep, all-too-familiar voice rumbled. "Becky... hey. Wow. Um... hi. Uh, you all right?"
I craned my neck to look up and... into Clint's handsome face. My eyes widened in surprise and panic. His nostrils flared as he drew a deep breath, and for a moment, his startled eyes seemed to change from green to grey. I quickly dropped my analysis of the color of his irises because the act of moving my head too fast brought on another wave of nausea.
"Jesus, you look green," he commented.
For a third time in five minutes, no shit, Sherlock.
I stepped to the left to get around him, but he followed. I shifted to the right as if I were a football tight end trying to get past an opposing linebacker.
"Hey," he said at the same time as I told him to move.
He didn't, and that was it for me. I doubled over, heaving, and--God help me--puked a little on Clint's work boots.
"Oh my God," I croaked, keeping my head down as I shoved my hand in my purse for a tissue. "Oh God, this is so embarrassing."
I hadn't seen Clint in four months, and now I threw up on him. Because of his baby being all sadistic and torturing me from the inside out.
I pushed past the fruit and steered to the meat counter. It was damn hard to eat the amount of protein recommended, according to my doctor's meal sheet. I sighed as I waited for the butcher to come over, so I could order some sausages, but the smell of the raw fish at the far end of the display hit me hard. I gagged before I could even talk myself down.
Oh shit. Where was the bathroom in this place? I spun in a circle, wondering if it was up front by customer service or here in the back, but that only made things worse.
Abandoning my cart, I whirled away from the counter and ran smack into a wall of... tall, hard man.
Big hands wrapped around my elbows. "Hey," a deep, all-too-familiar voice rumbled. "Becky... hey. Wow. Um... hi. Uh, you all right?"
I craned my neck to look up and... into Clint's handsome face. My eyes widened in surprise and panic. His nostrils flared as he drew a deep breath, and for a moment, his startled eyes seemed to change from green to grey. I quickly dropped my analysis of the color of his irises because the act of moving my head too fast brought on another wave of nausea.
"Jesus, you look green," he commented.
For a third time in five minutes, no shit, Sherlock.
I stepped to the left to get around him, but he followed. I shifted to the right as if I were a football tight end trying to get past an opposing linebacker.
"Hey," he said at the same time as I told him to move.
He didn't, and that was it for me. I doubled over, heaving, and--God help me--puked a little on Clint's work boots.
"Oh my God," I croaked, keeping my head down as I shoved my hand in my purse for a tissue. "Oh God, this is so embarrassing."
I hadn't seen Clint in four months, and now I threw up on him. Because of his baby being all sadistic and torturing me from the inside out.
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About the Authors:
Renee Rose
USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR RENEE ROSE loves a dominant, dirty-talking alpha hero! She's sold over a half million copies of steamy romance with varying levels of kink. Her books have been featured in USA Today's Happily Ever After and Popsugar. Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, she has also won Spunky and Sassy's Favorite Sci-Fi and Anthology author, The Romance Reviews Best Historical Romance, and Spanking Romance Review's Best Sci-fi, Paranormal, Historical, Erotic, Ageplay and favorite couple and author. She's hit the USA Today list five times with various anthologies.
Vanessa Vale
VANESSA VALE is the USA Today bestselling author of sexy romance novels, including her popular Bridgewater historical romance series and hot contemporary romances. With over one million books sold, Vanessa writes about unapologetic bad boys who don't just fall in love, they fall hard. Her books are available worldwide in multiple languages in e-book, print, audio and even as an online game. When she's not writing, Vanessa savors the insanity of raising two boys and figuring out how many meals she can make with a pressure cooker. While she's not as skilled at social media as her kids, she loves to interact with readers.
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