First Moon (New Moon Wolves) BBW Werewolf Romance Read Free

mother—may the moon shine bright on her soul--always used to say, “Trouble starts with a smell.” He’d found this to be particularly true when it came to women.
    You’re not here to find a mate, Tao , he growled at himself. Don’t forget what happened the last time. His heart gave a little lurch. Love hadn’t been very kind to him lately. Sometimes he wondered if he would ever find a mate. His pack didn’t consider him to be prime mate material.
    And this woman who smelled so good wasn’t even pack or a natural werewolf. She was wolf made. Worse, she’d been made by his pack’s number one enemy. Not exactly mating material.
    Unfortunately, his nose begged to differ, and as sensitive as the organ was, it had no common sense. It kept filling his head with bad ideas. Things like romance and wild lovemaking under a full moon. He wondered what it would be like to peel off that uniform and run his tongue over her generous body, to hear her scream as he took her. He almost groaned, but caught himself and quickly swallowed the sound.
    Quit acting like a pup who’s smelled his first woman in heat.
    The deputy offering to kill him brought a much needed dose of reality, enough to keep Tao’s nose in check. Barely. His focus returned to his present predicament and, with rising apprehension, he watched the deputy finger his gun.
    Tao whined softly and blinked at the woman. She was the only person in the room who wasn’t a police officer. More importantly, she didn’t have a gun she was itching to shoot.
    When she said, “I’ll take him,” joy leapt in Tao’s heart. His nose quivered and he gave a soft yip of excitement. No one noticed, which was a small blessing. There was nothing worse than a grown wolf acting like a love sick puppy.
    Down boy, Tao reprimanded himself. Remember the mission. I’m here to protect the pack, not roll in the hay.
    His nose twitched as if to say, ‘We’ll see about that.’
    Chapter Two
    Deputies loaded the wolf’s cage into the back of Audrey’s blue Ford pick-up. As she pulled out of Bob’s driveway, she called the ranger station on her cell phone.
    Christine answered with a bright, “Hello. Michigan State Park Ranger Station.” She’d just started working as a ranger a few months ago and found everything new and exciting. Some of the crew found her annoying as a result, but Audrey liked the reminder that she had a pretty cool job.
    As she spoke, she navigated the smooth but winding roads of northern Michigan. “Hey, Chris. It’s me, Audrey. I’ve got a wolf I’m bringing in.”
    “Oh, no can do,” Christine said. “Jonathon put a black bear in the big kennel. Someone was taking pot shots at her. We just got her out of surgery.”
    “Aw, nuts.” Audrey smacked her steering wheel. She’d been counting on the other rangers to help her lift the cage out of her truck. “I guess I’ll take him home then for the night.”
    “You don’t want to put him down?” Christine asked, curious. It was common for the park service to terminate captured wolves because they were vector animals for rabies. However, as a wildlife specialist, Audrey had some discretion in the matter.
    “He’s not rabid, just needs a little TLC.” Audrey hesitated, hoping what she said was true. “Besides, he’s a species I’ve never seen up here and that other wolf was from different stock too. I want to try and sort out why they’re here.” If the area was being invaded by a new apex predator, it was her job to know about it.
    “Oh yeah, I forgot about your bite. How are you feeling?”
    “Fine,” Audrey said, neglecting to mention how the bite tingled almost non-stop. She’d been bitten by everything from rats to owls to snakes, but this was the first bite that felt weird. It was almost like something crawling under her skin, spreading through her body…she cut off the thought because the last thing she needed was to get all spooked over a little bite. She’d had all the shots, she was