Beast Billionaire #2 (Bad Boy Alpha Billionaire Werewolf Shifter Romance): Beast Billionaire, #2

By Mac Flynn

Maggie O'Hara finds herself falling into the strong, furry arms of the werewolf billionaire, Adrian Forrest, but is repulsed by his dark nature.  She resists the urges that plead with her to accept him, and in her rash judgment smashes any hopes she had of a normal life.  Now she's stuck with a gift she never asked for and a werewolf lover who asks for everything.

Troubled matters are made worse by the complication of police involvement, and her father fighting for his life.  Danger lurks around the corner as she struggles to manage her life, her love, and her new powers.  She'll either succeed or fall into the trap set by Adrian's foes.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Crescent Moon Studios, Inc.
• Release date: Dec 20, 2016
• ISBN: 9781540146892

Mac Flynn

A seductress of sensual words and a lover of paranormal plots, Flynn enjoys writing thrilling paranormal stories filled with naughty fun and hilarious hijinks. She is the author of numerous paranormal series that weave suspense, adventure and a good joke into a one-of-a-kind experience that readers are guaranteed to enjoy. From long adventure novels to tasty little short-story treats, there's a size and adventure for everyone.Want to know when her next series comes out? Join The Flynn newsletter and be the first to know! macflynn.com/newsletter/Also check out her website at macflynn.com for listings and excerpts of all of her books!

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Beast Billionaire #2

Beast Billionaire #2

Bad Boy Alpha Billionaire Werewolf Shifter Romance

Mac Flynn

Copyright © 2019 by Mac Flynn

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Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

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1

His hands slipped over her trembling flesh. His teeth nipped at her neck. She arched into his soft, sensual touch and moaned. His warm breath wafted over her skin as his strong, firm body pressed against her side. She gasped as she felt his pulsing need against her hip. Her breasts moved up and down with her quick, short breaths.

His soft voice floated over her ear. You’re mine.

Maggie shuddered. Her body was afire with her lust for him. She couldn’t deny it any longer. She hungered for his soft caresses and warm body. She needed him to take her and make her his and his alone. She parted her dry lips to tell him.

A terrible buzzing noise came out of her mouth.

Maggie’s eyes flew open. She sat up and whipped her head to and fro. Her bedroom stared back at her. She turned to her right. The alarm clock on the nightstand continued its horrible wake-up call. She slammed her palm on the button and ran her other hand through her disheveled hair.

Only a dream. . . she whispered.

A heaviness fell on her heart. It was a weight she grudgingly described as disappointment. Maggie shook her head and flung off her covers.

It was four days after the horrible night of wizards and death. Maggie had the same dream every night, and every morning her alarm woke her at the worst possible moment.

He’s a monster, Maggie, she reminded herself as she hopped out of bed. She snatched her clothes off her dresser and walked toward the door. And you don’t want to be fooling around with monsters.

Maggie showered and walked out into the living room. Her father stood at the stove with a spatula in hand and a smile on his face. Good morning, sleepy-head, he teased as she took her seat at the table.

She managed a smile for him. ‘Morning, Dad. What’s for breakfast?

He flipped a pancake. It slapped back on the pan with a heavy thunk. Oh, just my usual light-and-fluffy pancakes.

She winced. Sounds-um, yummy, Dad.

He glanced over his shoulder and winked at her. And it’ll keep you full most of the day. He grabbed a plate and plopped two of the pancakes onto the surface. Grub’s ready!

A knock came from the door. Maggie jumped to her feet. I’ll get it!

Maggie hurried from certain death and over to the door. She opened the entrance. Her smile froze on her face. In the hallway stood a uniformed police officer.

He flashed her his badge. I’m sorry to disturb you so early. Is this the residence of Mr. Robert O’Hara?

That’s my name, her father spoke up as he came up behind her. Maggie stepped aside so her father could be at the forefront. What seems to be the problem?

The man pulled out an iPad from inside his jacket and scrolled through a few pages. We have a report of a missing person. A Mr. Felix Blake has been reported as missing by his girlfriend. His eyes flickered up to her father’s face. We were informed that you and he had a falling out just prior to his disappearance. Is this true?

The color drained from Robert’s face. I-I suppose you could call it that, but I held no ill-will toward him.

I was told by your mutual employer that he took your position for a short while, the officer commented.

Robert nodded. Yes, that’s right, but it was only temporary. I have a much better position now.

The officer pulled out a pen to write on the iPad. Can you state where you last saw Mr. Blake?

Her father’s face flushed and his eyebrows crashed down. Sir, I’d like things to be clear. Am I to understand that I’m a suspect in his disappearance?

Everyone’s a suspect until we find the guilty party, sir, the officer replied.

That goes against the principle of ‘innocent before proven guilty.’ You don’t have any evidence to say I should be a suspect, Robert argued.

The officer shook his head. It can’t be helped, sir. Now if you could just tell me where you last saw him.

Mr. O’Hara pursed his lips and sighed. I saw him about a week ago when I was informed of my-well, of the change in our positions.

So you didn’t see him outside of work? the officer asked him.

Robert closed his eyes and shook his head. No. We were acquaintances, but not friends.

The officer typed a few