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  Table of Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  CHAPTER 1

  CHAPTER 2

  CHAPTER 3

  CHAPTER 4

  CHAPTER 5

  CHAPTER 6

  CHAPTER 7

  CHAPTER 8

  CHAPTER 9

  CHAPTER 10

  CHAPTER 11

  CHAPTER 12

  Chapter 13

  Loved by The Alpha Wolf

  The Lone Wolf : Book 1

  K.T Stryker

  © 2017

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  Table of Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter One

  Ross leaned back in his chair and gave the man in front of him a once over. His eyes narrowed. There was something about him that the wolf didn’t like, and the wolf’s instincts were usually right.

  “So, you say your girlfriend’s gone missing,” he said, calmly. “How long?”

  "Uh, a couple of days," the man replied, just as Ross caught sight of a small bead of perspiration trickling down his forehead. "Obviously, the Rockshore police are looking into it, but I've heard you guys are the best."

  “You heard right.” Ross headed up a group of the best detectives in the state. Of course, the police weren’t that keen on the team of detectives since it was a private company, but it brought in more people and found more bodies than the police ever could. Obviously, Ross wasn’t about to explain the reason for that any time soon.

  Getting to his feet, he leaned forward, giving a quick sniff. His wolf growled as Ross's lip curled.

  “I’m not quite sure you’re telling me the whole truth, Mr. Davidson,” he said softly. “Are you sure there’s nothing more you want to tell me about this girlfriend of yours? What was her name again?”

  "Jenny," Mr. Davidson stuttered, his eyes widening slightly. "I haven't done anything if that's what you mean. She's gone missing, and I have to find her."

  There wasn't a scent of blood on the man—that was one good thing, but still, Ross was uneasy.

  “I’ll tell you what,” he said, grabbing a notebook. “I’ll find your girlfriend, but if she doesn’t want to come back to you, I won’t be making her.” He glanced up at Mr. Davidson, who didn’t quite meet his gaze. “In fact, if I’ve found out you’ve been wasting my time or if you’ve done something to that woman, you’ll be paying me triple my fee.” He tipped his head, seeing Mr. Davidson tremble just a little. “Got it?”

  Without waiting for the man to reply, Ross thrust a pen at him, holding out the notebook with his quickly written contract. The man hesitated for a moment before sighing his name at the bottom. Satisfied and feeling very pleased with himself, Ross waved Mr. Davidson away.

  “I’ll be in touch,” he muttered, sitting back down in his chair.

  The door had only just slammed shut behind Mr. Davidson when one of Ross's employees stuck her head through the door.

  “New client?” Sarah asked.

  Ross’s chest rumbled. Her blue eyes dipped.

  “That bad?”

  He nodded. “Get the others, will you?”

  Sarah nodded, her head disappearing through the door for a moment before she pushed it open wide. Her mate Thomas followed, and then came Connor and Ash. They were all family, except for Sarah who had married Thomas, the second oldest of the brothers. The town of Rockshore had always been their home, and it had just seemed right to set up business there.

  As the alpha, Ross was head of the White Fire pack. If there was ever any trouble, Ross knew he’d have Connor and Ash by his side in an instant. Usually, Thomas and Sarah kept guard at home when the others went out on a case. All in all, it was a pretty good set up.

  “Something wrong?” Thomas asked, running a hand down his thick beard.

  Ross shook his head slightly. “I’m not sure.” He glanced at his brothers. “There was something about Mr. Davidson, our last client, that just felt…off.”

  “Those wolf instincts kicking in again,” Connor grinned, slapping his thigh. “And people wonder why we’re so good.”

  “Let them wonder,” Ash commented darkly. “You know the humans here can’t find out. That would spell disaster.”

  “I was just kidding,” Connor muttered, rolling his eyes. Turning his attention back to Ross, his normally cheerful face grew serious. “So, what’s up?”

  His wolf was growing restless, which meant that Ross was going to have to act sooner rather than later. He’d never been much good at keeping his wolf quiet. It was too wild, almost too wild for him to control. “The wolf didn’t like him.”

  “Well, that means something,” Sarah commented, glancing up at Thomas. “You’ve never been wrong so far, Ross. What was it about Mr. Davidson that got your back up?”

  Ross shook his head, finding it difficult to describe. “He signed the contract pretty quic
kly,” he explained, handing the contract to Ash. “For someone who could potentially lose quite a lot of money, he sure doesn’t seem guilty.”

  Ash let out a low whistle. "He's basically said he'll pay triple our fee if we discover this ‘Jenny' is actually trying to get away from him instead of simply disappearing like he said."

  “Wow.” Connor held out his hand for the notebook, his eyes widening as he read it. “Doesn’t look like he’s guilty.”

  Silence fell as everyone thought for a minute. Wondering if perhaps he’d been wrong about what he’d sensed for the first time in a long time, Ross dropped his head into his hands with a small groan.

  "Unless," Thomas said slowly. "Unless the reason he signed is so that we think he’s not guilty.”

  Ross scratched his chin. “But what would be the point? If we find her, we’ll find out the truth.”

  "Maybe he'll be long gone by then," Ash commented helpfully. "Maybe he's realized we can see straight through him, so he's going to high-tail it out of town."

  “So, it’s a dead case,” Ross muttered grumpily. “I should have taken a deposit from him when I had the chance.”

  His brothers snorted, but Sarah looked steadily at Ross, her eyes widening with alarm as she thought about what had happened.

  “Wait,” she said softly, drawing the laughter to a close. “What if it was a dead case, a case that he doesn’t want us to solve because he was actually only here to try and work us out.”

  Ross frowned as a dart of anxiety pierced his usually impenetrable heart. “You think he wants to bring this agency down or something?”

  She shrugged. "Maybe. But I was talking to Susie a few days ago, and she told me about a rumor that's been going around the packs."

  Susie was married to the pack leader down at Silver Creek. “Your sister told you a bit of juicy gossip?” Thomas grinned, evidently not taking his wife’s comments seriously. “And you’re deciding to believe her?”

  Sarah’s response was to elbow him in the ribs, irritation showing in her face.

  “OK, OK,” Ross interrupted, lifting one eyebrow at Thomas. “What were you going to say, Sarah?”

  “What I was going to tell you before Thomas decided to interrupt me was that there's been a rumor going around the packs that a group of hunters is trying to track us all down."

  Ice suddenly flooded Ross’s veins as he stared at her. Was that what had been off about Mr. Davidson? Had his wolf known that there wasn’t something right about him, that he’d not really been who he said he was?

  “What do you mean, hunters?” he asked quietly, lifting a hand to silence his brothers. He could tell by their faces that they were practically about to explode with questions.

  Sarah's lips twisted as she struggled to remember what her sister had said. "Listen, I'm not saying that it's true, and maybe I'm making things a whole lot more worrying than they need to be, but from what I remember, Susie said that everyone is on their guard." Her eyes looked up a little guiltily at Ross. "I'm sorry, Ross, I probably should have said something sooner, but I didn't really believe what she said since nothing's actually happened."

  “That’s OK,” Ross replied firmly. “Just tell me what she told you.”

  She took a deep breath. "There are some humans who've become aware of our abilities. I don't know how or why, but they have. Apparently, they've decided to rid the world of us. That's what Susie said, anyway. Nothing's happened to any of the other packs in the neighboring towns, though. We would have heard, right?"

  “Nothing’s happened yet is what you mean,” Conner muttered darkly. “I think we should take this seriously, Ross. If you thought that something wasn’t right about that guy but you’re not sure what, then I reckon we should look into this.”

  Ross had to agree. He didn’t want to just ignore this—it would be foolish do to that. The pack had to take things seriously at all times in order to keep themselves safe.

  “I should probably go visit Luke,” he said, half to himself. “He might know what’s going on.”

  Luke was the leader of the East River pack over sixty miles away. The packs had come together almost a year ago and had called for peace. Since then, there had been a slightly uneasy alliance between them, but it was at least getting better. The last thing Ross wanted was for the other packs to think that he had been keeping what could be vital information from them, even if it turned out to be fake.

  “In the meantime,” Ash grinned, “Why don’t we go out and do some scouting?”

  Ross didn’t immediately agree, even though his wolf jumped up at once. “Not sure that’s the best idea,” he said slowly. “What if this guy, whatever his real name is, is actually what Sarah suggested? What if he really is waiting for us?”

  Ash snorted. “Come on, Ross! We’re the best lot out this way, aren’t we? There’s no way some human is going to get the better of us, especially not when there’s three of us going.”

  The wolf was trying to push his way out of Ross’s skin already, desperate to get out on the hunt. “Fine,” he said heavily. “Sarah and Thomas, you stay here and keep an eye on the place. Maybe find out anything you can about this Mr. Davidson and his so-called ‘missing’ girlfriend. I’d even go so far as to call the police and try and find out if Mr. Davidson even showed up there.”

  “Think they’ll talk to us?” Thomas asked doubtfully.

  The pack had managed to bring in three separate criminals and two missing persons. Unfortunately, one of those missing persons had been a body buried in the dirt down by the river. Nevertheless, it was still another case solved. Ross knew the police were irritated with the way the White Fire Detective Agency always seemed to get the answers quicker than they were able to even ask the questions, but Ross wasn’t exactly going to shut down his business just because they were getting a bit annoyed. Besides, it was good money.

  “After the number of cases we’ve helped them close this last month, they pretty much owe us. So, yes, I think they will,” Ross replied.

  “Sure,” Thomas grunted, getting up and walking over to the computer.

  “I’ll give Susie another call,” Sarah said, pulling out her cell phone. “Just to see if there’s anything more she can tell me.”

  Ross nodded. “Good idea.” Turning to Conner and Ash—who were clearly desperate to get outside in much the same way he was—he let out a long breath. “Right, we’re going to do this carefully. No howls, no barks, nothing. Just noses to the ground—literally. Let’s get this man’s scent if we can and go find out what we can about him.”

  Giving Sarah and Thomas a quick nod, Ross walked out into the night, ready to let his wolf take over.

  Chapter Two

  Ross was even more cautious than usual, melting back into the trees of the forest that backed onto their offices and homes. The agency had expanded to either side of what had once been a small office so that each brother had their own living space. OK, so there was a shared kitchen, but the set up worked well for them. It also meant that Ross could do his job and make sure that everything was running smoothly in the pack. Thankfully, he and his brothers got along pretty well, and even the addition of Sarah a little over a year ago hadn't changed things too much. In fact, Thomas had mellowed quite a lot and wasn't the overly cautious, always-on-edge guy he had been before he'd met her.

  A sudden wave of longing swept over him, stopping him in his tracks. Giving himself a shake, Ross frowned into the darkness. He didn’t need a mate, not yet anyway. He was quite happy leading the pack alone. Ignoring the wolf’s slight growl, Ross walked farther into the woods, fully aware of where Ash and Conner were.

  “Here?” Ash asked quietly. “I don’t think anyone can see us.”

  Ross glanced around. The woods were dark with absolutely no light from either the moon or the streetlamps getting through. So why did he still feel uneasy?

  “Yeah, I guess,” he said slowly. “I mean it, though. We need to be careful.”

  Connor grinned in t
he darkness, Ross’s eyes catching the flash of white. “Come on, Ross. It sounds like you’re afraid or something.”

  “Not afraid,” Ross growled, his chest rattling. “Wary. There’s something not right about this situation—about that Davidson guy.”

  “Then no time like the present to go find out,” Connor replied with a grin.

  Without another word, Connor began to shift, followed by Ash and then Ross. The wolf wanted out of his skin so badly that it was much more painful than normal. His skin tore quickly, pushing fur through. His bones stretched and snapped, and muscles tore and formed again. Determined not to make a single sound, Ross kept his scream of pain in his chest until his transformation was over.

  All at once, his senses went haywire. Even though his human senses were pretty enhanced, they were completely honed as the wolf. He could smell everything, his sharp eyes taking in each and every tree, searching for any shadows out of place.

  Everyone OK?

  Ash and Connor moved toward him, their noses sniffing the air.

  Yeah, fine, Connor said, his voice inside Ross’s head. Where are we going?

  Ross sniffed again, getting the faint scent of their offices. They would need to go back there to get the trail of Mr. Davidson.

  Back this way, he said, walking toward the office and back through the woods. Mr. Davidson’s scent will be close.

  His paws made very little sound on the forest floor, his entire body tensing as they walked toward the offices. His nose quickly picked up Mr. Davidson’s scent, and he could see in their eyes that his brothers had caught it too.