The Dom Unleashes His Wolf [Unchained Love 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Free Page A

worked for no money at all.
    She was an extra and general gofer with a small boutique film studio. Most of their movies were made on shoestring budgets, and that was all good as far as Gaynor was concerned. She was able to share in the makeup artist’s secrets, lend a hand with costuming, and play two or even three different walk-on roles.
    Today she was riding a getaway motorcycle in an action scene. Like all car-chase scenes, this one had been carefully choreographed. Their budget certainly didn’t extend to smashing up the vehicles they used. This was no multi-million-dollar James Bond epic, but Gaynor and the other crew members had rehearsed the scene to make it as exciting as possible.
    She was to ride down the main street, while two cars tried to cut her off. They would leave just enough space for her to drive up on the sidewalk and squeeze between a street tree and a trash can on a stand. Then she’d ride through a mall, scattering actors pretending to be shopping, only to emerge on another street, where the cars would begin chasing her again.
    All went exactly to plan, complete with one shopper dropping her purchases to jump out of the way, until right at the end of the mall. Then another crew member, Ramona, ran out of a store almost under the wheels of Gaynor’s motorcycle. That certainly wasn’t in the scene they’d rehearsed.
    “Shit!”
    Gaynor tilted the bike into a sharp turn, missing Ramona by scant inches, then had to swerve again as she was now off her preplanned trajectory and couldn’t risk hitting a “shopper.”
    “Shit! Shit! Shit!”
    Gaynor wrenched the bike to one side then to the other to get back onto her set route and exited the mall. As she raced away from the pursuing cars, she caught sight of a huge cat racing out of the mall behind her. There was no cat—especially not an enormous animal like that!—supposed to be in the scene, either.
    Gaynor shrugged and concentrated on riding. But she really needed to ask Ramona what the hell she was doing in the middle of a scene being filmed. And was the cat with her? Was it even a cat? It had to be the biggest goddamn cat she’d ever seen. Well, sort of seen. She’d just caught sight of it out of the corner of her eye. Or was she imagining it?
    Gaynor took the motorcycle back to the storage shed, changed out of the costume she was wearing, including the full-face helmet to hide her unusual white hair and the fact she wasn’t the star actor, then hurried to the staff room to talk to Ramona.
    “What the hell were you doing in that scene? I could have run you over.”
    “Yeah, sorry about that. I guessed you got as big a fright as I did. Someone said there was a kitten in the mall, and I was sent to get it.”
    “Kitten? It was enormous. Half lion if you ask me.”
    “Oh, come on, Gaynor, it wasn’t that big. Besides, it ran away.”
    “Okay. Sorry to yell at you.”
    “No worries. Come and get a coffee.”
    As Gaynor walked over to the coffee machine she calmed down. “Of course you were sent to rescue the cat. Everyone knows how good you are with animals. You’re the go-to person whenever we need an animal in a movie. Have you always liked animals ever since you were a child?” Gaynor asked Ramona.
    “I grew up among cats,” she answered.
    “That fits you,” said Gaynor, nodding. Ramona was a bit like a cat herself. Her voice was soothing and gentle, and she moved slowly, with fluid grace. Well, except for when she was almost being run over by a motorcycle of course!
    They settled into chairs by the coffee machine, sipping their drinks, and were soon surrounded by other crew members, all talking about the scene that’d just been filmed.
    How lucky am I to work here with these people? Imagine being paid to ride a bike on the sidewalk and through a mall. And every day is different. Who knows what I may be doing tomorrow. This is truly The. Best. Job. Evah!
    “What about at school? Did you ever think of being a veterinarian or