Promiscuous Wolf (Black Hills Wolves #28)

By Mahalia Levey

Caress Galveston has her work cut out for her. The one man she wants above all others is playing hard to get. He admits they’re mates, yet he won’t take the step to make her his. If only he could see past all the women chasing him, he might decide their nine year age difference doesn’t matter and she is worth the leap.

Ford Giovanni is a changed man. The moment he set eyes on the most headstrong wolf he ever met, no other woman would do. But with his past lovers still trailing after him, the problem will be convincing her of his faithfulness. And he won’t mark her as his until he does.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Decadent Publishing
• Release date: Oct 2, 2015
• ISBN: 9781613339060

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Promiscuous Wolf

Copyright 2015 by Mahalia Levey

ISBN: 978-1-61333-906-0

Cover art by Fiona Jayde

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Reluctant Mate

Diamond Moon

Wolf on a Leash

Tempting the Wolf

Naming His Mate

A Wolf Awakens

The Wolf and the Butterfly

Infiltrating Her Pack

Omega’s Heart

Raven’s Claw

Claiming the She-Wolf

Worth Fighting For

Dangerous

Uncaged

Coming Soon

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Disquieted Souls

Long Road Home

Wolf’s Holiday

Winter Magic

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A Note From the Author

Hello, my lovely Readers!

I’ve had the Caress in my head to be written for over five years. Until Decadent created the Black Hills Wolves line, my feisty heroine didn’t have a home or a hero to spend her life with. Los Lobos felt like home. Ford is her kind of perfect, age gap and all. Deep down I knew a wolf her age wouldn’t be able to handle her.

I hope you enjoy Promiscuous Wolf and other books from the BWH line. I’m in love with the series. This shared world gave me an opportunity to enmesh myself in fantastic world building with other creative authors.

I’m always up for emails! Please feel free to contact me at [e-mail]. You can also go to my webite, www.mahalialevey.com and choose the Contact Mahalia tab.

Never good-bye, always till later!

Happy Reading.

Promiscuous Wolf

Caress Galveston has her work cut out for her. The one man she wants above all others is playing hard to get. He admits they’re mates, yet he won’t take the step to make her his. If only he could see past all the women chasing him, he might decide their nine year age difference doesn’t matter and she is worth the leap.

Ford Giovanni is a changed man. The moment he set eyes on the most headstrong wolf he ever met, no other woman would do. But with his past lovers still trailing after him, the problem will be convincing her of his faithfulness. And he won’t mark her as his until she does.

Dedication

To my readers thank you so much! Without you I wouldn’t enjoy doing this nearly as much!

Promiscuous Wolf

Black Hills Wolves

By

Mahalia Levey

Chapter One

Deep in the Black Hills, Caress drove along the last stretch of US 385 before the turn to Los Lobos. Because of the dark, moonless night, she used the SUV’s high beams so she wouldn’t have to rely solely on her lupine eyesight to spot a deer leaping across the road. The thought had her easing off the gas pedal. God, if I hit a deer with Ravage’s truck, he’ll have a fit.

She was tired, but in a good way. She and her best friend, Myanna, headed home after a fun day of shopping, mani pedis, much needed waxing, and a late-night chick flick in Rapid City. She held her hand over her mouth to cover a yawn.

A car came up fast behind them, riding their bumper. Turning the radio off, Caress squinted against the vibrant glare of high-beam lights in the rearview mirror. Whoever was behind them laid on the horn, the sound hurting her hypersensitive ears.

Myanna twisted around to look out the rear window. Who is that?

No idea. Probably some drunk in a hurry to kill himself on these twisty roads. She took her foot off the gas and slowed so the guy could pass, but he just kept riding her ass. Idiot.

The Ford F150—easy to see in her rearview mirror with the damn logo lit up by her taillights—tagged her rear bumper.

Surprise shot through Caress, and she gripped the wheel. What the f—?

The truck rammed her again, shoving their car hard. Instinctually, Caress hit the brakes, but the SUV fishtailed. She fought to control the swerving. Damn it. You okay?

Yeah. Myanna turned to look out the rear window again.

Shit is getting real, Caress murmured. Whoever this jerk-off is, he’s not done yet.

Her friend pulled out her cell phone. We’re not far from pack lands. I’m calling for help.

Good idea.

Bright headlights bounced around wildly as the F-150 lurched toward them again.

Voice mail, Myanna said.

Fine. Then we’ll handle this ourselves, Caress growled. With years of self-defense techniques taught by her older brothers, Ravage and Raze, she was more than capable of protecting herself and her best friend from some drunken asshole. Course, her bros might not be too thrilled—especially on the heels of getting expelled from college for taking part in an underground fight club. But she’d deal. Later.

The Ford’s engine revved.

Damn it. They’re about to ram us again. Her Wolf rode on the underside of her skin, pissed off and wanting to take a chunk out of their aggressor.

Drew, Myanna gritted out. We’re under attack. We’re close to home, about five miles south. We need—

The massive truck slammed into the back of the SUV. The rear window exploded in chunks of glass, and the sound of crunching, twisting metal filled the night air. They spun around twice before coming to a screeching halt—front tires on asphalt, rear on grass. The engine sputtered then gave out. She turned the key and pumped the gas pedal, but the starter just whined.

Caress smacked the steering wheel. The SUV had already begun to show wear when she and her brothers had left Colorado six months ago. Driving this heap cross-country hadn’t done it any favors.

High-beam lights flickered off, and two males exited the car and headed to them.

What now? Myanna asked.

As bad as I want to kick some ass for damaging Ravage’s car, the smart choice would be to shift and hightail it home.

I can’t.

What? Caress glanced at her and frowned. Of course you can.

Myanna shook her head. It’s not a full moon. That’s why I tried to call Drew.

Why hadn’t she known her friend couldn’t change whenever she wanted like she could? Caress peered up at the sky. Stars twinkled back. And, with no moon at all, Myanna would be at her lowest strength. It’s okay. She gave her friend’s hand a quick reassuring squeeze. I’ll take care of this.

She opened the SUV door.

Don’t get out. Wait. Myanna leaned over, her brows knitted with concern. Tell them we have family on the way.

A long whistle snagged Caress’s attention. Well, well, well, a deep voice bellowed.

Her lupine eyesight made it easy to see the lanky guy strutting down the road toward them. Somehow, he looked familiar. Shaggy hair peeked out from beneath some lame ball cap. His relaxed jeans fluttered with each step. Hell, snapping him in half would be easier than with any of her college fight club opponents.

The guy stopped a good half-dozen paces away, a baseball bat propped on his shoulder. Imagine my surprise at catching you alone at last. Girlie, let’s pick up where we left off at the club a couple weeks ago.

The memory of where she’d seen his ugly face surfaced. She and Myanna had gone shopping to blow off some excess energy and ended up dancing at a club in Rapid City. Even though the full moon hadn’t been scheduled to rise until well after midnight, they’d agreed to head home in plenty of time for their planned run with some other wolves their age. But then this idiot and his friend pressured them to hang out longer, promising them a good time. Yeah, right. Their departure hadn’t been pretty, and Caress had figured the yokels got the message.

She flipped him off. "I see you haven’t learned how to accept the word no from a female. Pushing a driver off the road the only way you can get your dick waxed?"

He sneered, his fingers tightening on the bat. A real man has to teach cock teases a lesson.

Her Wolf clawed beneath her skin, wanting to come out and be the one to teach a lesson. Fuck off. Limp dick asshole. She detested cowards who tried to take advantage of others. One last warning. Our family is on their way here. Right now. So, if you know what’s good for you, you’ll get back in your truck and drive away.

What a shame. He eyed her then licked his lips. I’m going to have to hurry things along to avoid interruption. Your relatives will have to retrieve your bodies from the side of the road.

Deep down, she knew this confrontation would end with someone getting his ass handed to him. But if the guy couldn’t take a serious hint—

From the rear of the SUV, Myanna yelped. Caress spun. The other jerk from the club had somehow managed to pull her friend from the car. He held her, his arm wrapped tight around her waist, a large hunting knife at her throat. Shit.

Let her go, and you can walk away, Caress growled.

Why would I do that? Asshat Number Two crooned.

This guy was big, like linebacker big. Well over six feet, he held her best friend like a rag doll. Myanna dug her nails into the guy’s arm across her chest, but the effect resembled a fly on an elephant’s ass. Caress cursed under her breath. If only I’d made her take some of Ravage’s defense classes, she could’ve at least had a better shot against this bastard.

Her own tormentor slapped one end of his bat in the palm of his other hand. Such a waste of a pretty face. I can’t wait to shove my dick in your pie hole to shut up your sass. Little girl next to ya is mighty fine. We’ll have to have some fun with her, too.

This is your last chance to leave here unharmed. Get in your truck and go. Once our people get here, all bets are off. This close to pack territory meant a