Juan

By Crystal Dawn

Juan is living the wild and single life of a typical unmated male werewolf even though he has a fiancee a few states away. He has doubts about their relationship so he just puts off the mating while he enjoys the carnal life.
Amee isn't as stupid as Juan thinks she is and she's enjoying the single life to now that she knows what he's up to. When he figures out what's going on, he decides he's ready to change his ways but is it too late? Will he have to make the ultimate sacrifice when Amee is threatened by rogues while trying to elude him? Juan's made such a mess of their relationship, is there any way to salvage it?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Crystal Dawn
• Release date: Jan 25, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310178993

Crystal Dawn

When she’s not out hunting rogue vampires and werewolves, you can find Crystal Dawn out exploring the galaxy. She can do it all without ever leaving her computer. She kicks ass, takes names, and puts it all down for the enjoyment of her readers. At least that’s what I think she told me. Writing came as a natural outlet for her overly creative mind. She has always told stories and even written some but publishing books didn't start until 2012 with The Rebirth, was the first of the Planet Amazon books. Crystal has also been lucky to have some wonderful beta readers who keep her on track and help inspire her.Secretly, she crushes on all her sexy heroes because all her stories end happily. That is one of the things that makes writing such a joy. Knowing that it makes her reader's day a little brighter. Not that she doesn't read sad books sometimes. While still in school, she read Where the Red Fern Grows and cried like a baby. It was a wonderful book and sometimes a bit of sadness has to be put in books because that's part of life. While she reads all kinds of books at some time or another, PNR and SFR, which she writes is what she reads the most for pleasure.When she started writing, she decided on going Indie after the first two books because an author has more control. She believes Indie will compete well and continues to grow. The need to give pleasure to her readers keeps her going and she sees a long career ahead. Growing up mostly in the NW Arkansas area, it has given her a good place to set some stories and many of her characters come from there or nearby SW Missouri.The start of her stories is the easy part. Finishing them is a little harder when all the stories are in there trying to get out. She loves reading, chocolate, fine sweet wine, and traveling among a large list of pursuits. Her favorite people, after her family and close friends, are her readers who she says are some of the most wonderful people in this galaxy and the next.

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Juan

The Juarez Pack Series

Book 1

By Crystal Dawn

Cover by Cyntillating Graphics and Design

Edited By Eagle Editing

2015 Copyright by Crystal Dawn

This book is a work of fiction. All contents, including names, places,

and events are the product of the author’s imagination or used in a

fictitious manner. Any resemblance to persons, living or deceased,

businesses, locations or events are completely coincidental.

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Thank you for respecting the work of this author.

Dedicated to all those wild wolves that know how to howl!

This book is the first of a series that is a spinoff of The Legend of the White Werewolf.

The Legend of the White Werewolf

The Forgotten Ones

Book 1

Ariel, a divorced mother of two and a bestselling author, meets Blake at a bar. The two are attracted to each other and eventually come together. Ariel discovers that Blake is a werewolf and he has turned her into one as well. Blake discovers Ariel is the famous writer that has been publishing accurate werewolf romances and his council has been trying to find her for some time. When Ariel makes the change to wolf, everyone finds out that she is a white wolf, part of the legendary line thought extinct.

Prologue

They met and Juan felt like he had met his perfect mate. He didn’t feel an overwhelming passion, he felt in control. It wasn’t the all-consuming passion of a soul mate, although he’d not really tested their connection. She was biddable, sweet, and a white wolf and that was all he needed. Why would he want a female that would challenge and torment him? Accepting of everything he wanted, that’s how she would be, and he was pleased in one way. In the other way part of him cried out for the wild exciting life he now lived. The passionate females, the fights in bars, the reveling until the morning hours. He had his future mate on hold, living her boring innocent life in Missouri where nothing exciting ever happened while he had returned to his place at his father’s side where he was trying to drive the need for other females and the wildlife from his blood.

It wasn’t working and it had been over a year, but quiet Amee would wait and while they had an agreement about mating, he’d never said he’d wait quietly too. There was too much life to live before he mated his mouse, that was his nick name for her. Beautiful? She was, but spirited, she was not. She’d lose the first challenge unless he proclaimed her white wolf status or got her pregnant so no one could fight her. It wasn’t that the thought of teaching her about sex was repulsive; it was that once he touched his innocent would be mate, he knew his roving days were over.

She had thought he was a handsome prince come to rescue her from a life not truly lived. Over protected by her family, she’d allowed the fear of being abducted as a child stop her from doing what she wanted to do. Now that she saw how Juan intended to use her, she would break out of her shell and run as far from her comfort zone as she could. Life was meant to be lived and she was damned if she would sit on the sidelines and just watch. He may have hurt her feelings and bruised her pride, but she would thank him some day for setting her free to be what she wanted to be.

Amee opened the door where two hot wolves waited for her. Twins, but there were differences between them, and she had discovered all of them. They knew she cared about them but wouldn’t mate them. It was still their intention to try to change her mind and she was enjoying everything they did. She pushed Juan from her mind, it would only interfere with the fun she was about to have.

Chapter 1

Innocence Lost

Another hard night of partying but a wolf wasn’t affected by the drinking, no matter how hard he tried. It wouldn’t be much longer before he would be unable to partake of the lifestyle he’d lived since he’d hit puberty and he would mourn its loss. He lay in the middle of a large bed, under a pile of females, three to be precise, and he’d bet they wouldn’t wake for hours after the way he’d wined, dined, and sixty-nined them. The thought of settling down with only one, and an innocent with no fire or imagination, made dread wash over him.

Who could blame him, except for his father who was never happy, for him taking a year to try to fuck his way through California? His memories would be all the excitement he would have for the rest of eternity. Honestly, he regretted getting Amee’s agreement to mate with him. It seemed like a fate little better than death because the wild wolf inside him would be hog tied and he was sure prying open her legs would be no easier than those of a nun.

Gently sliding a few arms and legs off his body, he smiled once he was standing where he could view the damage he had done. Every male’s dream, a buxom blonde, a vibrant brunette, and a fiery redhead. He had fulfilled all their fantasies and they would have sweet dreams of him for years to come. Tonight, he would go out and find another group of willing females. Maybe he would crash a bachelorette party and bang a few bridesmaids and a bride to be? That’s something he’d not done in months.

Searching, he found his clothes and dressed quickly. If they woke, they wouldn’t want to let him go. It was his gift and his curse, the lure he held over females. Thinking about it now, it had been rather odd that Amee hadn’t seemed particularly passionate about him. That just proved the point that she was dull and boring. Once they were mated, his manly parts would atrophy, and he’d forget how to use them. One more look, because he couldn’t help himself, at the pile of well satisfied females and he headed out the door. He hopped on his Harley which was parked just outside the hotel, and away he went.

The wind in his hair, the throb of the motor between his legs, and speed running in his blood as he navigated the rode at a death-defying pace, reaffirming he was alive. How could he ever settle down? This was the life he was made to live. No female would ever hold his interest for long and he couldn’t imagine ever loving one. If he ever did find his soul mate, she would be as different from Amee as night was from day.

He slowed down as his turn came up. Handling his metal beast with perfect skill he was one with his bike. His wolf howled, enjoying the freedom of riding almost as much as running through the woods. Juan knew he was an adrenaline junky and that came from being a warrior rarely allowed to battle. He had to get his excitement elsewhere. Sometimes it just sucked to be the heir to the pack alpha. The responsibility weighed him down and the sacrifices seemed too much to bear. Once he stepped into the house he would be faced with his father’s disapproval as surely as the sun was shining in the sky.

He pulled into the garage which someone had conveniently left open. Sucking in a deep breath and arming himself with all the strength he had to draw on, he moved to the side door and went into the house. In a moment or two, his scent would alert his father to his presence.

Juan, his father bellowed. The pictures on the wall shook and threatened to fall off.

It was obvious he was in a bad mood. He would probably lecture him about his wild ways and tell him he needed to claim his little mouse and settle into his responsibilities. His father wasn’t being fair since he himself had never settled down. He had several sons, all by different females and none of them his mate. Clearly Dad was potent, and he hadn’t warned his lovers he was as fertile as he was. Many were human, one a witch, even a vampire but Juan was the oldest and the only one who had been born to a female he’d lived with.

Juan often wondered if his mother had survived if the old man would have mated her. The way his face softened, and he got a faraway look when he spoke of her made Juan suspect she’d been his soul mate. Something he would never have because of his agreement with the mouse. It didn’t matter because he didn’t want a soul mate. She would just try to control him, and he would be at her beck and call. Whipped was what his friends called it before they fell. Afterwards they called it love, well he had no need of that.

He stepped into his father’s office. The room was huge and there were steps that led down to his desk. The desk was a giant, larger than many dining room tables, but his dad was a giant too in either form. Juan had taken after him at nearly seven feet tall, but he was lean and lanky. It caused many of their enemies to misjudge the strength held in their lean muscles.

Juan, his father growled. I asked one thing of you and that was to secure a white wolf mate. I find you one that is perfect and what do you do?

She is secure and waiting for me to claim her. You can’t blame me for wanting to have a little fun first. She’s the dullest white wolf I’ve ever met, he complained.

Not anymore, she’s now the most exciting woman alive according to Gossip USA, the rag mag that follows the rich and powerful celebrities, he declared.

You must be following someone else. Amee is a virginal nun. I’ll have to scale the walls around her sex to get inside, he explained.

Really? I think someone else has taken that adventure out of your hands, he said dryly.

He spun his screen so Juan could see it. Dad had reset the video and it showed two people dressed in skintight leather riding some incredible motorcycles along a narrow road, side by side. One was clearly a female, and the leather showed every curve of a body that made his mouth water. Both showed an extreme level of skill as they negotiated the curves at a high rate of speed. They turned at the end of the road and went into a garage. They both took off their helmets and the female turned toward the camera.

It was Amee only different. Maybe she had a wild and exciting twin? Clearly, she was aware of the camera, but she walked up to the male and poured her body over him. She pulled him down and gave him a kiss that should have lit him on fire. When she was done, she stepped back and winked at the camera before the male picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. The camera zoomed in on her laughing face and the need that the male had generated. There was no doubt what was about to happen, and it was obvious to him that it had happened before.

His fist slammed down on his father’s desk with a slight sound of wood cracking. How could she do this to him? They had an agreement, and she was supposed to wait patiently for him. He needed to talk to her so he could understand what was happening. She was his damn it and no one else should be touching her.

My poor desk didn’t cause this problem, you did. I hate to say it, boy, but it looks like you’ve lost this one. Time to search out another white wolf and hopefully you’ll manage things better this time, his dad said.

No, she’s mine and I’m going to prove it to her. I need to go call her, he explained and as he turned to go, he could hear his father chuckle. He’d show him when he came back with his quiet subdued mate in tow.

He hurried up to his room feeling like he was caught in a bad dream. How could things go so wrong? The female he had seen carried away by that male was one he wanted to possess. Why hadn’t he seen the potential in her and brought it out himself? Could it be he had let an inflated ego and a bit of selfishness get in his way? He’d just call her on her inappropriate behavior and tell her to get on a plane to California now. She’d come here like the dutiful female he’d planned on mating. His only worry was could he put the genie back in the bottle.

Once he made it to his room, he closed the door. Booting his computer up, he sat in front of it thinking what he would say. He typed a simple message:

How’s my mouse doing today? Anything exciting going on? -Juan

He waited for a reply.

Not much going on. Same old thing, different day. What’s up with you? -Amee

I saw something interesting on the news that surprised me. -Juan

Really? I see interesting things going on in Cali all the time. -Amee

He began to realize that she either suspected or knew what he’d been up to. He set a search with Amee’s name on the internet.

My thought is that it’s time for us to mate. -Juan

The results of his search showed she’d been out with well-known males within a month of his leaving if not sooner since it took the press a while to notice someone new. He’d have to handle things with a bit more care, but she was his and she would be his mate.

I’m not ready yet. I have a lot going on right now. -Amee

Juan turned on the camera so he could look at her. She was still in bed, and he saw she was between two sleeping males. He felt a jab right in the heart and he felt dizzy. She was his! Other males shouldn’t be in her bed.

I want you to get on a plane and come here now! I’m tired of this foolishness and once we’re mated there will be no other males! -Juan

If we’re mated. I’m thinking that’s so not going to happen. -Amee

It will happen and soon. You come to me right now! -Juan

You want me? Come get me…-Amee

Ready or not…-Juan

He slammed his computer screen closed anger, hurt, humiliation, and pain shooting through him. If she thought she would escape him, she had another think coming. The claim would be completed and there would be no one else for either of them. This task required some help, so he called his number two. They called him Hot Rod. Jorge Rodriguez was the perfect beta. He was all alpha but had no desire to be in charge of the pack. It was too much of a headache, he’d always said. Loyalty came naturally to him, and he was smart as well as hard working.

Antonio Delmonico was also one of his betas. Another alpha who had no desire to lead the pack but did like the authority of being third. He was all muscle and an incredible fighter. Security was his domain and he loved taking chances, something the pack alpha couldn’t do. The male was handsome and one of the few pack mates Juan had that was blond. He had the darker skin of his father but the blue eyes of his human mother.

Juan would feel good with those two along, but he felt the need to bring one of his brothers along too. Ryker was tough and looking for a mate. Maybe he’d find one in white wolf country. That was what many alphas called the area where Ariel lived. Now he was in a hurry to go so he messaged all his males and the pilot of the pack’s private plane. As he hastened to pack his own bag, he decided he would call Ariel during the flight. He went to the garage to get his SUV only to find Jorge had already pulled it out front. Tony, his third was at the wheel with a shit eating grin on his face and the only one missing was Ryker.

A blur came around the corner and Ryker opened the door and jumped in beating him by a few seconds. Take off, Tony, he instructed once he was seated.

They all knew he liked to drive but the rules for now was the first one behind the wheel drove. Once he became alpha, all that would change but he was in no hurry. There was much to learn before that day came. The job he held, second to the alpha, had more than enough responsibility. He remembered the last time he had gone to see Ariel. War had been in the air and the council had made threats against those, mostly his father, who were instigating it.

Their offer had been a chance at a white wolf mate if they made peace. The peace had been made, the chance at a mate given. He’d been the