Conquer Me (Sawtooth Shifters, #4) Read Free Page A

You’re welcome.” He clapped my shoulder. “I’d let you read the messages, but you’d bust a nut.” 
    “It might be good for him.” X grinned. “Screw that, show me.”
    I’d started the parties about ten or so years ago as a way to help my pack buddies get laid. We’d get our asses kicked if we even thought about touching a she-wolf. The trick was not to get caught doing it. Easier said than done. I showed my brothers all my tricks, but a couple guys, either dumb or unlucky, got caught with girls promised to those rich dickheads. Their punishment was ugly, almost enough to scare me away. None of us had ever taken a she-wolf to bed. It was torture, but we did it out of respect to the women. We didn’t think they were whores like their future husbands did.
    Six months in captivity made me think long and hard about that, being tortured, in many ways, over a woman I’d never had in my bed.
    But I would.
    Cass had loved to dabble on the dark side, get her hands dirty with me. But she wouldn’t stand up to the system. I could make noise all I wanted, but unless I had a she-wolf by my side, it meant absolutely nothing. 
    After all those years of sneaking around, shame, and no satisfaction, the guys in the packs had no idea what to do with a human women. Nothing that a little alcohol and the pull of the moon couldn’t fix. I’d meant to throw the parties once or twice, to get the ball rolling. They quickly became legend in Idaho, and after a couple months we had to sell advanced tickets. I made sure there were always more women than men. Give the pack guys the advantage for once, let women fight over them . Every month, we could’ve filled two clubs. If I was doing it for the money, I’d be rich now. Still wouldn’t get me Cass, or any wolf. The only females that were available now were still in diapers.
    Fuck that.
    “Don’t tell me this is about Cass.” X frowned, clicking out of the website that had the hired dancers’ pictures on them. I recognized a few, and X would bring at least one of them to bed next weekend. “I saw you talking to Renee the other day. Your face lit up like the Fourth of fucking July when she mentioned Cass. I don’t know what bullshit she’s feeding you, but you need to forget it.”
    “Renee said Cass was doing great.” The words came from between gritted teeth. It was bullshit. Darkness flashed over her face when I’d asked about her best friend. Walter, Cass’ husband, had been behind us in the line, buying a coffee for the human woman he paraded around town. Renee always loved stirring up drama, and I wouldn’t waste an opportunity to let Walter know that his father died with debts unpaid.
    “Well, if it’s about Kiera, you can fix that yourself.” X had an answer for everything. “We all know Baron hates to fight.”
    “What the fuck are you talking about?” 
    “Last party before we got captured. Come on, you weren’t that drunk. You had a girl on your lap—I thought the two of you were going to go at it right on the bar.” Wouldn’t be the first time that happened at a Full Moon Fever party. “She stood out because she had short hair, and she wasn’t dressed like...you know how they dress at those things. It took me a while to figure out that was Kiera. It’s got be killing you to see her with a Channing.”
    I remembered Kiera, all right. There was a fire inside her like I’d never seen before. Instead of offering to crawl under the table and suck my dick like most of the party girls, Kiera guaranteed she could drink me under the table. She almost succeeded. We shared one hot kiss, and I’d been about to ask her to come back to my place when she freaked out. Slapped me across the face out of nowhere, and her friend dragged her out of the bar. What the fuck. Never thought I’d see her again, until she led me out of a dog fighting ring. “No. If I’m going to fight for a woman, she’s going to be a wolf.”
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    G ranger Falls had been suffering