Enforcer's Heart: (BBW Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance) (Stratton Wolves Book 3) Read Online Free PDF Page A

her forward. “I take these two, you keep a hold of this one until we know if she’s turned or not. Win-win situation.”
    The longer haired wolf slid a sideways glance at the bigger one, silent communication passing between the men. Wolves. Whatever. Then Max nodded. “Works for us. Riley, load ‘em up,” he ordered, then held a hand out as the bigger wolf grabbed both by the arm, preparing to haul them upright. The muscles in his arms stood out in high relief.
    “If I see either of you in my territory again, you’re dead wolves. Understand?”
     
     

Chapter Three
     
    Riley knew trading Jenna would be rough. Even though his love for her had long since died beneath her nastiness and contempt, he still remembered the sweet girl he’d fallen for years ago. Pity she didn’t exist anymore. Sighing, he loaded them both into the back of the van, throwing Paul in bodily before urging Jenna in.
    Her face paled, and fear shone in her eyes, as though she just realized how badly she fucked up the situation. To be traded to another pack was a big thing. And not a good thing, not like this. If she’d met and married a wolf from another pack, then fair enough. But traded like a piece of meat…that was bad.
    In their case, Jenna’s issue with him was the problem. One that wouldn’t apply to another pack. Not unless she hooked up with and ditched another wolf, then tried repeatedly to have him killed. Troublemaker she might be, Jenna wasn’t that dumb.
    “Please…Riley…” she begged, shuffling forward on her knees with tears welling in her eyes. He smelled her fear, leeching out her pores, and he hardened his heart.
    “Sorry, sweetheart, you made your bed, now you have to lie in it.” He shut the door with a slam, his keen hearing picking up when the lock engaged, and then headed around the vehicle. With each step, he felt lighter, as though the act of closing the van door ended that period of his life. A great weight lifted from his shoulders, and he flashed a grin at Max speaking to the visiting alpha.
    “Watch your back with her. She’s a right pain in the ass, capable of inciting dissent,” Max rumbled, his voice low with his wolf. “So really, cheers for this, I owe you one.”
    Kev nodded, reaching to shake Max’s offered hand, and his gaze flicked to Riley. He grinned. “Could do with a good enforcer, if you’re open to a transfer.”
    Surprised, Riley shook his head. “Thanks for the offer, but no thanks. Not looking to move on. I got it good where I am.”
    “Hey, no poaching my pack.” Max looped an arm over Riley’s shoulders, his amber gaze direct on Kev. His tone was pleasant, but there was no arguing the warning in his expression. An aura of danger surrounded him. “Besides, he’s family. He can’t go anywhere or his sister would kill me.”
    Kev backed off, hands in the air to show he meant no harm. “Hey, can’t blame a guy for trying. Not with his reputation. Most of the packs on the east coast would trade half their number for that kind of firepower.”
    “Thanks.” Riley added a smile to show he was flattered, which he was. “But I’m good. Have a safe drive back.”
    They watched as Kev walked to the van, started it, and drove off. As the taillights disappeared into the darkness, Max slid him a sideways look. “Of course, you do realize what the problem is now, don’t you?”
    Riley frowned, meeting his brother-in-law’s gaze. Max was tired, he could tell from the subtle lines clustered at the corners of his eyes. Kids must have been keeping him up. Kelli certainly moaned about it, often with a fond smile on her face. As hands-on dads went, Max was up there at the top.
    “What’s that?”
    Max kept his gaze on Riley and smiled. “The woman Kev left. She’s gone.”
    Riley whipped his head around to where she’d been, and sure enough, she was nowhere to be seen.
    “Fuck!”
    “That about covers it, yeah.” Max stepped away, fishing his truck keys out of his jeans