1. Earth Pack Rules: Her Alpha Lovers Part One Read Free

She was good at hiding her fear. With that delicious body she could probably distract the freakin’ pope. There. Above awesome breast number one: A heart tattoo with a fiery sword plunged through it.
    “She’s the one?” asked Grant.
    “I think so.”
    “Suits me.” He strode to the red-head, ready to test their attraction level, but she threw her arms up.
    “Don’t make me punch you,” she warned. “I don’t even know if I like you yet.”
    “Oh, yeah,” said Grant, grinning. He loved a woman with a mouth on her. One he couldn’t easily boss around. “Let’s keep her.”
    “Okay, but we might have to fight the entire Blood Pack.”
    Grant’s ardor immediately dimmed. “Shit. You’re a Blood?”
    “Alpha’s daughter,” added Jack as he strode by and headed toward the wet bar.
    “Your Karen’s kid?”
    “Don’t look so surprised,” she said snidely. “I hide all my malformations.”
    Grant gave her the slow onceover, and then his eyebrow winged up. “Where?”
    “I think I will punch you.”
    “Bring it, babe.”
    “Let’s save that shit for the honeymoon,” said Jack. Ice clinked into an old-fashioned glass and he poured three fingers of single-malt Scotch. “She’s in trouble.”
    Grant winked at her, his fiery-hearted bride, and joined his best friend for some booze. He was more a beer guy, so he rounded the bar and pulled open the mini-fridge. He grabbed a bottle of black lager. “You want something, sweetheart?”
    “My name is Roxie. Bourbon. Straight-up.”
    Grant chuckled. “Bourbon for the lady.” He made her drink, leaving out the bottle. He had a feeling she’d want more than one. He opened his beer and leaned back, sipping on it while Jack filled him in on Miss Trouble. When he was done, Grant shook his head.
    “Damn. I know Karen has a rep for being a bi—er, bad ass,” said Grant. “But would she really throw you to the wolves, Roxie?”
    “Oh, yeah. It’s what her dad did when he was alpha. My father won her in the Suitor’s Brawl and nine months later, I arrived.”
    “He died right after Roxie was born. He crashed his motorcycle into a canyon wall,” inserted Jack.
    Grant nodded. No daddy. No-good mom. Roxie had it tough, so she became tough.
    “A couple months later, my grandfather’s fourth mate killed him—and my Mom killed her. She became alpha and mated with Cody, who is the biggest asshat of the Blood Pack.”
    “You’re the only child?”
    “The only daughter. I have a couple of half-brothers. Crawl is a fucking idiot. Yes, his name is Crawl,” she said, answering Grant’s question before it could leave his lips. “Cody named him. I was a little over a year old when Crawl was born. A year after that, Derek came into the world, and Mom put the kibosh on having more babies. Cody took Crawl under his wing, and ignored me and Derek. Mom didn’t really care if we were around or not. So, me and Derek kinda raised each other.” She paused to finish the bourbon. Grant poured her another, and she nodded her thanks. “Derek was the one who convinced Mom that me going to college was a good idea, and then he joined the Marines. He thought going to war in another country gave him a higher survival rate than living in the Blood Pack.”
    “Sounds brutal,” said Grant. “I’m sorry.”
    She shrugged. “Thanks, but that’s my past. I’m more worried about my future.”
    “Sounds like marrying us is your best way out of the Suitor’s Brawl.” Grant finished his beer and tossed it into the trash can under the counter. “I’m going to take a shower.” He shared a look with Jack. He tried to mentally convey one thought one: Convince her, dude.
    Grant liked Roxie, and he figured that was enough of a foundation to build the alpha triad for the Earth Pack. Jack was more of a thinker, and that was okay. When his friend took to over-thinking things, which was a lot, Grant could step in and get the ball rolling. And when Grant’s first reaction was to