Amber Ella Monroe - Outlaw Unleashed

OUTLAW UNLEASHED (ASPEN VALLEY WOLF PACK)

A bad boy outlaw who will do what is necessary to protect and keep what he holds dear and a college student who is ready to ditch her drab dating life for something daring makes for a sizzling, paranormal romance adventure.

B rock Justice is a wolf and an outlaw. Hes known inside and outside of his community for being active in the movement for shifter equality. His current mission is to stop the ownership reversion of shifter lands to the State. The outlaw and his band of brothers cultivate a plan to halt the proceedings by targeting the Governor. During a raid and in a twist of events, Brock ends up taking the Governors daughter. Chelsey is spoiled, wayward, and breathtakingly beautiful. He wants to do more than keep her all to himself. His wolf wants to lay claim to her. But how can he be a true mercenary when the woman hes supposed to hate unleashes his mating urge?

I f LIVE Nightclub hadnt been short a few bouncers tonight, Brock Justice wouldve been home an hour ago. He knew he shouldve picked up some beer from the convenient store instead of stopping by here. After Leo had seen Brock hanging around outside with some bikers, the guy had practically begged him to keep an eye on things in the club. Brock had a hard time saying no to people he thought of as family. And he owed Leo one anyway. The man had bailed him out of jail more than a few times over the past several years. Coincidentally, one of those times had been from getting into a physical altercation with some bonehead he couldnt even remember.

LIVE was way overcrowded tonight. The ratio of humans to shifters was relatively high. The nightclub was one of the most popular in the state. It was also the only club owned by a shifter where humans mingled around. But sometimes the mingling didnt always lead to good times. Several fights had broken out in here over the past couple of months and Leo had already received notices from the authorities about executing a shutdown if the security wasnt tightened up. The fucked up part about it was that over fifty percent of the fights were over disagreements between shifters and humans. There was no promise in sight that the dust would settle anytime soon. It was a rough time in Tellevue County where opposing political views were the number one topic of discussion. On top of that, the local government was trying to seize the majority of shifter-owned lands through eminent domain proceedings. It was no wonder so many sat at the bar, emptying beer pitchers left and right. Stressful times called for desperate measures.

Hey Brock! one of the call girls yelled as he passed through the dense crowd to get to the bar. What ya doing out here tonight?

I was just passing through for a drink. If he could remember correctly, the womans name was Anna. Shed been working here a while out of one of the backrooms.

Where are your brothers? she asked.

I dont keep up with anyone but myself.

You boys havent been in the news lately. She grinned. I thought maybe you had packed up and left.

Im still here.

Well, me too. But I wont be for long. As soon as I earn enough, Im gonna buy me one of those motorhomes and head out west. Me and my girls. Were going to Vegas.

Uh-huh. Brock nodded. I wish you luck. Im sure youll get there.

Getting out of the small town of Aspen Valley was a hot topic for half of the residents here. The majority of those who left for greener pastures or big cities did so without warning. They never really talked about it; they just got up and left. Brock and his brothers had abandoned the town before when they were young boys, only to be led back here when their younger brother, Dane, was named Alpha of the Aspen Valley Pack. Now they had a duty to stand by their Pack Alpha and the growing shifter community.

If youve got some free time, I can help you relax, she said.

It was her way of nonchalantly offering herself and her body for the night. There were probably about a half a dozen other girls working at LIVE tonight for the very same purpose. Hed never fucked any of them, but they did offer expert massages. He didnt know what had gotten over him. Even the massages hed come to love here werent doing the trick anymore. He was bored with it all.

Listen, Anna, Im on duty tonight, but it was nice talking to you, he said.

Ah, if you say so, she said, her gaze working slowly across his groin. If you change your mind, Im here until 2 A.M.

After Brock broke away from Anna, he slid on an empty barstool, took out his wallet, and tossed a Benjamin on the counter. Not a minute later, Frank placed a shot of whiskey down in front of him.

Whats the word, Brock? Frank asked as he proceeded to make a cocktail for another customer.

Just trying to stay out of trouble.

Frank laughed. Is that even possible, dude?

Doesnt anyone have faith in me? Brock asked, pretending to look sheepish.

Frank smirked and gave him a skeptical look. He dipped a martini glass into some salt, poured in whatever fruity cocktail hed mixed, and topped it off with a lime. It wasnt until he placed it on the coaster of the woman sitting two seats down from him did Brock fully realize that shed been there. The moment he turned his gaze in her direction, she looked up at him with a set of the prettiest brown eyes hed ever seen.

She diverted her attention and looked down at her drink before Brock could get a good look at her face. She certainly wasnt a regular and she damn sure wasnt a shifter. Her outfit was provocative and barely there and he almost wondered if she was one of the new girls working the back.