Justice: Shifter Country, #2
By E.L. Thorne
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This is a closed door, clean, supernatural suspense, coming of age romance. The language has been toned down and the books have been specifically reworked for those who do not particularly enjoy open door romances.
Maisie Malone's got a problem. It started out at 22 and inches, 8 pounds, 12 ounces. It's grown to 30 inches and 21 pounds. She doesn't consider it much of a problem at all. More like a blessing. But she's not the only one who wants this bouncing baby boy in her life. He's got a grandfather with a hell of a mean streak and enough money to buy practically anyone. And said grandfather wants no loose ends. To make matters worse? The bouncing baby boy has fur and growls.
Semi-retired bodyguard turned bounty hunter, Judd Walker would just as much rather be left alone in his cabin on the outskirts of Crooked Arrow Ranch as he would keep company with anyone. But hey, even a solitary wolf shifter needs to bring some money in once in a while. So when Paul MacIntosh offers him an ungodly amount to find his missing grandson and bring him home to Bitter Hollow, Judd has no problem accepting the job. How hard can it be to bring a one-year-old little boy home?
Judd didn't count on the tenacity and protectiveness of a mother. Even a human mother. He also didn't count on Paul MacIntosh having a hidden agenda, one which did not include Maisie Malone breathing.
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Justice - E.L. Thorne
Prologue
Judd
I’ve been a loner all my life, since my teen years when my stepfather kicked me out of the house after my mother died. Life at home before that hadn’t been a picnic either.
I’ve drifted, in and out of packs and towns until, finally, I happened upon the Crooked Arrow bunch. That was when I found my tribe, so to speak, but still, I’ve kept my loner-ways, even to today.
Years later, it’s true that I’m that lone wolf kind of guy. I live in a cabin on a river. And though I have my pack at Crooked Arrow, as a wolf shifter, I’m comfortable with my own company. I live in the shadows of the Iron Flats Mesa in the Virginia Range in the great state of Nevada.
I don’t do much congregating with the pack unless I’m needed, or one of my cousins wants to put together a get-together. I avoid most get-togethers. On get-together I don’t avoid is the annual ShifterFest. But that’s down the road, much later. For now, I’m day-to-day, a former bodyguard, bounty hunter, and muscle for anyone willing to pay for it.
Chapter One
Maisie
A little over a year ago…
Sounds like it’s your problem, Maisie Malone,
Bruiser—Beau MacIntosh—bouncer at Ace of Clubs, said. You should have used some kind of protection.
I had come to the bar to talk to him before it opened up for business. The late afternoon sun was behind me, casting him in its golden sunlight, highlighting his tan skin and mesmerizing eyes.
I stared at him. Did he actually just say that my being pregnant was all on me and all my problem? I shouldn’t have been surprised. It wasn’t like he ever lasted long enough to make sure I got mine when we had sex. Selfish bastard. That was only one of the reasons I’d dumped his ass. Not that it was a big deal to Bruiser. He had already been doing at least two of the other waitresses at Ace of Clubs.
I didn’t know how many of the waitresses he was doing these days. I left Ace of Clubs for another job at another bar right after I’d left his ass.
That had been six months ago, but now, thanks to my not noticing, I was late for my period—six times?—how did time get past me like that?—I had a baby bump.
A baby bump! I was preggers. Jeez. And family? I had none. It was just me. And pretty soon, it would be just me and a baby. I scowled at Bruiser.
Bruiser, all six foot four, brown eyes with a flash of silver, musclebound, wider than a door, taller than any of the guys that came into Ace of Clubs, crossed his arms over that massive chest of his. At least your tits are a nice size.
And then, to my amazement, he reached out and cupped my breasts, hefting their weight.
If I hadn’t been so damned stunned, I’d have punched him, slapped him, something. Instead, I stood there, frozen. But that didn’t last long. Indignation finally overrode my surprise, and I shoved him. Not that it did anything. He remained in place, like a mountain.
He laughed. Laughed!
How about one for old times’ sake?
He grabbed my hips and pulled me to him. I’ll take you from behind, so I can’t tell you’re pregnant.
That did it. I cocked my arm and slapped him with all my might. You’re an asshole.
I always have been.
Chapter Two
Maisie
A few months ago…
I tickled Cash. You’re momma’s little shitter, ain’t you.
I’d better quit using that kind of language around him. He was nine months and would probably start repeating things soon. Or so the internet said. The internet was the substitute for the parents I didn’t have to turn to for advice. A poor substitute, but a girl had to do what a girl had to do.
I pulled another diaper out of the bag. Next to last. The kid was going to put me in the poorhouse at the rate he went through diapers. And formula? Good grief!
Cash—named after one of my favorites, Johnny Cash—giggled and wriggled on the diaper changing station at the local dollar store.
Try to make this diaper last more than half an hour, big fella,
I told my baby.
That was what we were here for. Diapers and formula. I still breastfed when I could but going to work made it a little difficult when he was at the sitter’s.
Fifteen minutes later, lugging a baby and two bags of baby stuff plus a couple of meals for me, I walked toward my car. I deliberately kept my eyes off the opposite corner of the strip mall, the side away from the dollar store because Ace of Clubs was there, and I’d rather not think about that part of my life. The part that included Bruiser. And a job that paid better than the job I had right now.
Maybe I should consider going back to Ace’s. It was better money, and I could pretend Bruiser didn’t exist, couldn’t I? It wasn’t like he didn’t already pretend it. He’d never called to see if I had the baby. What sex the baby was. If I needed anything. Nope. Nada from Bruiser. He stayed true to who he was, that was for damned sure.
Cash started to coo, and I lowered my head to plant a kiss on his furry head. The kid had more hair on his head than I did already.
Oomph.
I’d run into a wall of muscle. Sorry.
I looked up.
Bruiser.
Hey.
He studied Cash’s head.
Hi.
I swallowed hard.
Moment of truth. I started to have visions of Bruiser wanting to be a part of Cash’s life. Of him helping me. Of not having to live day to day. Some people were lucky enough to live paycheck to paycheck, but for me, it was definitely day to day.
It was hard not to notice the shiny gold necklace around his neck and wonder how much formula it would pay for. Or diapers. Or both.
So, you kept it?
He didn’t even look at Cash again.
I grimaced. As for the it part, no one could mistake Cash’s gender—he was in blue, for shit’s sake.
Blue. Boy.
Blue, for boy.
Baby boy.
Really, Bruiser? I was six months along.
I shifted Cash to my other hip and readjusted my grip on the grocery bag. The baby gurgled, oblivious to all the shit I was feeling at the moment.
Evidently, the baby wasn’t the only oblivious one. I hope you don’t plan on saying, on wanting, on—
He rubbed the back of his neck then ran his hand over his shaved dome all the way to his forehead then over his eyes. You know.
He shrugged. Don’t even know it’s mine.
It’s a he, for your information.
Asshole. And yeah, he’s yours. Because I wasn’t the one sleeping around. But if you doubt it. Look at his eyes.
I moved so he could see Cash full-on in the face. See? Just like your eyes. Might be my color, but these are definitely your silver patterns. Plus, he’s got the same jawline.
Pfft.
His eyes narrowed. For all I know, I wasn’t the only wolf—one you were sleeping with.
Wolf…What the hell he was trying to say? Probably, wolf’s in sheep’s clothing. Yeah, except he wasn’t in sheep’s clothing, now was he? He was a musclebound, tank-top-wearing, filled-out-jean hunk. Too bad he wasn’t as good as he looked.
A paternity test would answer that, Bruiser.
Plus, it would help get some money. I wasn’t a gold digger, but by damn, I couldn’t make ends meet.
He stepped closer. His eyes turned to pure molten silver. You damned well best not think about a DNA test. Not on me, and not on that critter right there.
He gestured at Cash.
Screw you, Bruiser. He’s not a goddamned critter. He’s your son.
He’s your problem.
Chapter Three
Maisie
As it turned out, little Cash Malone was my problem, and mine alone.