The Wolf's Mate Book 4: Michael & Shyne Read Free

I’m not sure they don’t do some extra kinky stuff.”
    He stopped braiding the loose section.  “Kinky like what?”
    “I think they share.”
    “Ew.  Like each other?”
    “Oh for fuck’s sake, Trav, of course not.  I mean I think they share women.  Like four-way sex.”
    He made a face and finished the long braid.  Wrapping it around the tie that held the mass of her hair back, he tucked the end underneath and reached for the hair spray.  “Nothing wrong with playing multiples, Shyne.  You might like it.”
    She shivered and toyed with a hair tie.  “Maybe in another universe I might like to play once with a three-way.  But a four-way?  I don’t even know how that would work.”
    He snickered.  “I think they make the girl airtight, baby.”
    Images flashed through her mind until she hit on the right one.  “Trav, you’ve got such a dirty mind.”
    “Hey.  I’m painfully single, and I think I’m getting carpal from jacking off all the time.”
    “I’m sure you don’t play your pipe to four-ways with a girl in the middle.”
    “Hell no, baby girl, but I have stumbled upon the odd image over the years. The Internet is a fucked-up thing.”
    She spritzed a bit of honeysuckle body splash in strategic areas and turned around.  “Only a gay man would think straight sex is fucked up.”
    “Only a repressed woman wouldn’t want to try a four-way with three hot were-hyenas who are richer than anyone we know.”
    “We don’t know that many people,” she pointed out.
    “Still.”  He shrugged and then hugged her.  “You don’t like them that way, then fuck ‘em.  But not literally.  You’ll find your knight in shining armor, and I just hope to hell he’s got a gay brother.”
    She hugged him back with a laugh, and then headed out to her car and drove thirty minutes to the fairgrounds where the Temple County Fair was being held.  With her exhibitor tag in the windshield, she was able to get in before they opened the main gate and walked the dirt pathway that made up the main circle of the fair’s amenities.  Tucked near the arena where the boxing match would take place at eight that night, she found the booth for Stone’s Gym with the boys finishing the set up.
    It was going to be a long, hot day.
     

 
     
     
    Chapter 2
     
    “I’m still not sure I see the point of interviewing bands for the bar.  Quill’s doing just fine as DJ on the weekends, and during the week we’ve just been running the no-commercial satellite station.  It’s worked for the last year.  Why fuck with it?” Michael groused to his brother, Jason.  Michael had been acting manager of Jake’s bar since they officially reopened it last March.  The bar originally belonged to the alpha of the Garra Pack that shared the small town of Allen with them.  After the alpha’s son kidnapped Cadence, his brother’s mate, pack justice was delivered in a brutal and final way, and the Garra Pack left town for good.  The Tressel Pack – of which Michael was second in rank – took over the bar along with a few homes and a restaurant.
    “I heard you the first time you complained, Michael.  I told you that eventually you’d need to find a band to do a weekly show.  I’ve let you slide for a long time, but now it’s the end of May.  I want a house band in here by the end of June, period.  Get your act together. The pack alone can’t sustain the bar.  We need the humans that come in to drink, and they’re not loving Jake’s as much as they did when it was run by the man himself.  If we start to lose business, then it’s everyone’s problem.”
    Good point.   “So you do it.”
    “Nah, you like music, so you can pick out the house band, and then eventually we’ll hire a manager.  Maybe you’ll get lucky and one of the bands will have a manager with them who can run the bar for us.”  Jason shrugged as if it wasn’t a huge undertaking.  Michael couldn’t really deny Jason.  Not only was he