Wild Chase [Werewolves of Forever, Texas 10] (Siren Publishing Menage Everlasting)

by Jane Jamison

  Werewolves of Forever, Texas 10

  Wild Chase

  Bonnie needs a man to lead her half-werewolf son into manhood. She’s thrilled when two sexy werewolves answer her call, but soon wonders if she’s bitten off more than she can chew. When a pack of teen werewolves attack her son and threaten to abduct her, she’s caught between her growing love for the men and saving her son’s life. Will the two sexy cowboys rescue them? Or is running from the pack their only escape?

  Casey and Joe Colter never expected their mate to have a son. Still, they’re ready to step up and teach her half-werewolf son how to be a good werewolf. Just as they think they’ve got him running straight, another werewolf arrives to claim the boy and their woman.

  Will Casey and Joe help Bonnie’s son, only to lose her to another man? Or will she run, forcing them to chase after her?

  Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.

  Genre: Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Paranormal, Vampires/Werewolves

  Length: 52,400 words

  WILD CHASE

  Werewolves of Forever, Texas 10

  Jane Jamison

  MENAGE EVERLASTING

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  WILD CHASE

  Copyright © 2013 by Jane Jamison

  E-book ISBN: 978-1-62740-279-8

  First E-book Publication: July 2013

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  People say there are only two sure things in life: taxes and death. They’re wrong. What’s the third sure thing? It’s the way a sexy cowboy makes a woman feel. I hope you enjoy Wild Chase.

  WILD CHASE

  Werewolves of Forever, Texas 10

  JANE JAMISON

  Copyright © 2013

  Chapter One

  “Harry, get in the RV right now.” Doubt crept into Bonnie Remington as it had so many times before. But she was already knee-deep into her plan to leave Dallas and couldn’t turn back now. Still, as much as Harry had irritated her, she hated that she’d used that tone.

  Harry crossed his arms and shot his mother one of those hateful looks that had recently become a mainstay of their relationship. At first, she’d chalked it up to his being a normal teenage boy, but that was a split second before she remembered that her son wasn’t a normal fifteen-year-old kid.

  She didn’t regret having Harry. He was the only good thing that had come from an irresponsible relationship with a handsome older man. Naïve, as young girls often were, she hadn’t had enough sense to recognize that the attention the sexy man had paid her was just his way to get into her panties. Instead, she’d thought he was her knight-in-shining-armor and would take her away with him. Away from the home where her mother and father fought constantly. Away from the home where she’d had to do most of the household chores because her mother stayed closeted in her room and cried all day. Her only escape was school and seeing him whenever she could.

  He seduced her over the summer, convincing her that he loved her and that they’d have a future together. They’d talked of buying a house and raising children, going so far as to choose the names not only for their future daughter and a son, but for the family dog.

  Then one night, she’d made the mistake of opening her legs for the Romeo-turned-low-down-dirty-liar. He dropped her the very next day, refusing to speak to her, refusing to even acknowledge that he knew her. Yet that hadn’t stopped her from losing her dignity not once, but twice, when she’d begged him to tell her that he loved her.

  A shock of dark hair fell across Harry’s handsome face to hide one eye. He looked so much like his father, but he had her blue eyes. His father with his soulful dark eyes and black hair had made her feel like she was the most beautiful woman in the world.

  Woman, my ass. He took advantage of a stupid sixteen-year-old girl and then hightailed it out of town.

  A couple of months later, she found out she was pregnant. By then, she’d had no clue where he’d gone.

  But that wasn’t the last of the surprises. Twelve years later, she found out that Harry’s father had been a werewolf.

  Harry’s sudden transformation from human to wolf while they were watching an action movie had taken them both by surprise. She’d thought her son was going insane as he started shouting and tearing at his clothes. A few minutes later, she’d feared she was the one who’d gone crazy.

  His shift hadn’t lasted long, and once it was over, she’d held him in her arms and promised him that everything would be okay. That was a lie, but since then she’d done everything in her power to make that lie become the truth.

  Years of fruitless searching had brought about her subsequent meeting with Dirk Hoffsted six months ago. Her gaze had jumped from her son to the tall man that had shown up on her door and told her that he was a werewolf. But what had startled her more was that he’d said he’d
shown up to help her son. Desperate with no one else to turn to, she’d grabbed hold of the help and hadn’t let go.

  At first, Dirk was great with Harry. He’d helped him through several transformations and had proved that a good life as a werewolf was possible.

  But something had changed in the past month. Dirk had grown more possessive and had started insisting that they belonged together. She’d dated him a few times before that, but had felt no physical or emotional attraction and had tried to beg off his advances. Still, she’d owed him so much that she’d wanted his words to come true. But the harder she tried to care for him as more than the man who’d helped her son, the clearer it had become that he wasn’t the one for her.

  But was he still the man for Harry? She no longer thought so. More and more, maybe as a result of his growing frustration with her, Dirk had started getting rougher with Harry. He’d said that he was showing her son what a grown werewolf should act like, how to take the hard knocks that were going to come, but she couldn’t help but think his methods were harsh, and at times, even cruel.

  She’d had no choice but to get her son away from Dirk.

  She motioned toward the rented RV, urging Harry to do as she said and get in. After the month of prepaid rental was over, she’d have to figure out where to go and where to live. It had taken all of her savings to quit her job as a waitress and take the gamble of leaving, but Harry was worth any amount of risk or expense.

  “Harry, I’m not asking you, I’m telling you.”

  Harry scowled at her, then slunk toward the RV. “I want my phone back.”

  “Sorry. You lost your phone when you ran up all those charges.” She’d had to pay two hundred dollars for his excess texting and calls. Money she couldn’t spare now that she was out of a job.

  “That’s bullshit, Mom.”

  “Watch how you talk to your mom, young man.”

  Although Dirk hadn’t said anything wrong, she still cringed at his tone. Every day he acted more like he was Harry’s surrogate father. “Thanks, Dirk, but I’ll handle my son.”

  “Sure, Bonnie. Just trying to help.”

  The flash of anger she saw in his eyes twisted her gut. Dirk was thirty-five years old and stood six feet tall. He had a brawny body that was more muscle than fat and exuded strength. Add that to the fact that he was a werewolf with a werewolf’s added power, and she was all too aware that he could break her back and toss her on a trash heap with one quick move. But she wasn’t about to back down.

  “Thanks, but like I said, I’ll handle it.” She’d give him his due just long enough for her to have time to make her getaway. Springing their leaving on Dirk last minute had proven to be a wise move.

  “Look, Dirk, I want you to know how grateful I am for your help these past months. I’m glad Harry found someone like you.”

  At least I used to be.

  Harry stood on the step leading into the RV and scowled at her. “Shit, Mom, you make me sound like a freak.” He didn’t bother waiting for an answer. Instead, he slammed the door behind him.

  “That’s not how I meant it and you know it.” But she was talking to the door. Would they always fight?

  Dirk covered the distance between them in a second. He took her by the arms, making her jump at his touch. She drew in a slow breath and told herself she was silly to act that way. He’d never handled her roughly. But then why did she feel like he’d hit her if she provoked him?

  “Bonnie, I don’t want you to go. Stay. Just say the word and I’ll have all your things moved into my house.” Dirk’s gaze flitted to the RV. “Give Harry the father he needs. Hell, I’m already like a father to him.”

  That’s part of the problem.

  “I appreciate the offer, but I’ve made up my mind. I want to see what Forever is like. If it’s really a town for werewolves, then Harry will have a place where he fits in.”

  “Forever is a myth.” Dirk gritted his teeth.

  “The town exists and I have directions to it.”

  “I meant that it’s just an ordinary small Texas town with ordinary people. You won’t find what you’re looking for.”

  “I think I will.” If she told him that she had a gut feeling about it, he’d laugh. Or worse, he’d get angry and she didn’t like seeing Dirk angry. She’d seen him shift only once and that was one time too many. He was intimidating enough as a man, but as a werewolf, he was terrifying.

  “You’re throwing your life here away for nothing. Don’t be a fool, Bonnie.”

  “I don’t think so. And it’s my choice to make. From everything I’ve heard—”

  “It’s all lies and rumors. Ramblings of old women.” He tightened his grip on her. “Bonnie, I’m telling you to stay.”

  She closed her eyes and bit back a retort. Keeping her voice level, she tugged her arms out of his hold. “Dirk, I’m sorry, but I’m leaving. I hope we can still be friends.”

  It was a lame thing to say, but there it was. Judging from Dirk’s expression, he didn’t like it one bit. She moved toward the RV as fast as she could without running and opened the door.

  “You’ll be back. One way or another, you’ll be back.”

  She faced him again and could almost see the fury coming at her in waves radiating from his body. “No, Dirk, I won’t. There’s nothing here for us.”

  She made a show of glancing toward the sun settled in the western sky and tried to put a casual slant to her voice. “Well, I guess this is good-bye. We’re getting a late start as it is.”

  The intensified anger she saw on his face propelled her inside and she closed the door behind her, then let out a long breath. If she didn’t leave now, she was sure she’d never get away. She slid into the driver’s seat and started the motor. It had taken a few lessons to learn to handle the large vehicle, but she was ready. Pushing on the gas, she got the trip to Forever on the way.

  Her gaze drifted first to her son sulking on the built-in sleeper couch and then to the rearview mirror. Dirk stood in the middle of the road, a snarl darkening his face.

  I’m getting out of here just in time.

  * * * *

  Darkness was edging over the horizon when Bonnie and Harry arrived outside Forever. She breathed a sigh of relief as she pulled the RV onto a dirt road that led to a small pasture. The RV had its own generator, which meant they could shower and use the toilet, but she wasn’t sure how long that would last. She’d have to find another place for them to stay. Forever was too small to have an RV park where they could hook up to power and live for the month, and she doubted that the town would have a hotel. Tomorrow, she’d have to ask about other short-term accommodations.

  Harry acted like he wasn’t interested when she drove the RV over the bumpy road, but she caught him peering out the window several times. The dirt road had parallel grooves running down the middle that gave them a hard ride, but she wanted to get as far off the road as she could. In the morning, they’d take the compact car hooked to the back of the RV into Forever and have a look around.

  She twisted around in the driver’s seat and adopted the cheeriest smile she could muster. “Okay, champ, we’re here.”

  Harry used to love it when she’d call him “champ,” but not any longer. “Yeah, great. Where the fuck are we anyway? Out in the middle of nowhere?”

  Pick your battles.

  Instead of reprimanding him again for the curse word, she was determined to set a good tone for the evening. “Actually, we kind of are out in the boonies. Forever’s too small to have any real place to park. So for tonight at least, this is home. Come on, Harry, perk up. We’re on an adventure.”

  “Bullshit. This is a kidnapping.”

  His blue gaze met hers, and the pain and anger she saw hit her hard. “This is hardly a kidnapping.”

  “Then it’s you trying to hide me from normal kids.” He turned his head and stared out the window. “My friends are back home.”

  His friends were a bunch of teenage boys who were even more disre
spectful and angry than Harry. He’d already gotten into trouble at school and with the law on more than one occasion because of them. And none of them were werewolves. Would Forever have werewolf teens? Would they be a good influence on him or was she jumping from the pan into the flames?

  “Harry, you never told them, did you?” She wished she could’ve changed her words. The way she’d said it made it sound as though she really was embarrassed by the fact that he was part werewolf.

  “Naw. I’m good at keeping secrets.” His lip lifted into a snarl. “Just like you.”

  Another stab at her gut. She’d had to teach her son to lie, to keep his alter-identity a secret from everyone they knew, including what little family they had. She eased onto the couch where he was and he pulled away from her like he couldn’t bear to have her touch him.

  I remember when he used to crawl into my lap.

  “That’s why we’re in Forever, honey. It’s a town full of werewolves. Even teen werewolves. You won’t have to keep your secret from them.” At least she hoped so.

  “So you say. But Dirk said it was a bunch of bullshit.”

  “Yeah, well, Dirk doesn’t know everything.”

  “He knows how to be a werewolf.”

  She didn’t mistake the ache in his tone. Being a teenager was hard enough as a normal human boy, but she could only imagine how much worse it was when the boy was a shifter.

  “I know, but I think we can do better than Dirk. With any luck, we’ll find a man in Forever who can help you figure it all out.”

  “And a man for you to fuck?”