Lucky Day: Alpha Mated, Book 3 E-Book

Mac Flynn

• Herausgeber: Crescent Moon Studios, Inc.
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

A weekday arrives, and with it the normalcy Dakota Combes craves.  Her attempt to allude her amorous werewolf billionaire mate, however, lands her in deeper trouble.  The legendarily annoying hunter Lastro is in need of their help, and saying ‘no’ to a person with a gun full of silver bullets doesn’t strike Dakota as a good idea.  The mystery leads Dakota and her mate through the seedy clubs of the paranormal underworld to the dark confines of Cotio’s Curiosities in a search for missing women.  Along the way David shows off his prowess for trouble and sensual love-making as they outrace friend and foe alike to solve the mystery.

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LuckyDay

Alpha Mated, Book3

Mac Flynn

Copyright © 2017 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

Chapter 11

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1

It was like Fate had challenged my life to give me a hell of a workout, and my life accepted the challenge by placing me in a hamster wheel that was hooked up to the engine of a hot rod. This Monday would be no different, as I was soon to findout.

First, however, I had to escape the amorous clutches of my werewolfmate.

It was early Monday morning when I slipped out of the bed we shared in his large room and tiptoed to the walk-in closet. A few moments later I was dressed in a simple pair of dress pants and a blouse. I paused in front of a full-length mirror to admire myself. The mirror reflected most of the room, including thebed.

The lump beneath the covers shifted as David sat up. His matted hair was becomingly flopped over his bleary eyes, and he was naked but for the sheets that pooled around his waist. I stopped my preening to admire his muscled physique.

David ran a hand through his hair before his tired eyes fell on me. He arched an eyebrow. "What are you doing up this early?"

I smoothed my shirt and turned to him. "You have any idea what day itis?"

He shrugged. "A weekday?"

I picked up my purse that sat atop the nearby vanity and walked over to the door. "Exactly, and that's why I'm going towork."

He straightened and his eyes widened. "Work? Why?"

I grabbed the knob and sighed. "Because that's what working peopledo."

He leapt from the bed and strode over to me. I averted my eyes from his assets before I decided to utilize them. "Seriously? I thought you were joking about that whole 'working' thing."

I glanced over my shoulder and frowned. "Listen, I've been through a bunch of weirdness courtesy of your life. Now I'd like a little bit of normal courtesy ofmine."

He grasped my upper arms and slyly smiled at me. "But there are much more fun things we could do during theday."

I snorted. "I also need a vacation from your libido before it puts me into traction." His face fell. My conviction almost melted beneath those puppy-dog eyes. Almost. I half-turned to him and cupped his cheek in one hand. "Come on, don't be like that. I'll be back before you know it, and then we'll have our bedtime together."

I patted him on the head and hurried from the room before he could convince me otherwise. Puer met me at the front door. In one hand were my car keys. He held them out to me and smiled.

"At your early rising I thought perhaps you might need these," he commented.

I returned the smile and took the keys. "Thanks."

I strode past him and into the cool gray morning. My car sat in the driveway close to the front door, and I drove down the drive to the main street. In a few minutes I was in the business district just six blocks from where I worked.

That was where a line of cars greeted me. I leaned my head out the window, but the traffic was backed up beyond my line of sight. A few horns honked, but nobody moved. I shivered at the chill and rolled my window up. After five minutes the line hadn't moved aninch.

I leaned back and threw my arms up. "Perfect. I left a warm bed and lover just so I could drive all the way out here to get fired."

A rap on the window made me jump. I whipped my head to the door window. My eyes fell on a ruffled boy with a floppy cloth hat and dirty overcoat. I couldn't see his face because he held his head down, but he was short and his stench wafted through the shut window.

He held up a squeegee and cloth. "Want a cleaning?"

I shrugged and gestured to the windshield. "Get atit."

He held out his well-manicured palm. "Five dollars before I get started."

I rolled my eyes, but took my purse in my lap and dug through for some change. "I've got a couple ofones."

He nodded. "That'll work, just roll down the window."

I rolled down the window and held out the cash. The boy lifted his head and I saw him flash a grin. He raised the squeegee level with the open window and sprayed an ample amount of the liquid in myface.

"Hey! What the hell. . .was that-" I clutched my head as the world began tospin.

The waif reached in and unlocked my door. I grabbed their hand as it lay over the lock, but my grip wasn't strong enough to hold them. I could barely keep my eyes open as they opened the door and scooted me into the front passenger seat. The intruder tossed their tools into the backseat and turned the car into a nearby alley on the right.

I tried to lift my arms to grab them, but my limbs wouldn't respond. The waif's eyes flickered to me. "Just relax. You can't win against that stuff."

My mouth flopped open like a gasping fish. The world around me darkened. My head lolled back and I lost consciousness.

2

My alarm soundedfunny.

"Wake up already!" a voice snapped.

My eyes fluttered open. I found myself seated in a hard, armless wooden chair. My ankles were tied together with rope, as were my wrists behind my back. I appeared to be seated in a large abandoned factory. The room stretched for fifty yards on either side of me, and fifty yards wide. The walls were sheets of steel and the floor was cracked concrete. A few evenly spaced square pane windows high up on the walls let in enough light for me to know it was still morning. The only entrances were two doors placed on opposite sides of the building along the short walls.

The only other furniture in the dusty place was a matching chair and table. The waif sat in the chair opposite me and some six feet away. Their cap lay on the table. Long brown hair spilled down their back, and narrowed eyes stared back atme.

I blinked at her. "You're a woman?"

She smirked. "Clever disguise, wasn'tit?"

The woman pulled off the worn jacket and tossed that onto the table. Her pants soon joined her, and she stood before me in a black leather outfit that sat snug against her curves. A small leather jacket finished the ensemble. She was on the good side of thirty, but just barely. Her skin was pale, but not unhealthy, and when she walked her boots clacked against the concrete floor as she stalked aroundme.

I turned my head left and right to follow her. "Why the hell did you kidnapme?"

She paused beside me on my right and sneered down at me. "You know why you'rehere."

I rolled my eyes. "How many questions do I have to ask before you believe I don't know anything?"

"You know David Dives."

I narrowed my eyes. "What abouthim?"

The woman walked past me and plopped herself into the chair. She leaned one arm over the back and sat at an angle. "Good, you admit it. I would have shown you the pictures I took of you this morning if you would have refused."

I arched an eyebrow. "What pictures?"

She smirked and reached onto the table where a few photos sat on the table. The woman tossed them at my feet. I looked down and saw they were of my car leaving the front gates that morning.

I snorted and my eyes flickered up to her. "You still usefilm?"

The woman frowned. "That's not important. What is important is that I stop both of you from hurting more people."

I blinked at her. "Come again?"

She leapt to her feet and clenched her fists at her sides. Her eyes flashed with fury. "Don't start acting stupid now! I know you're in league with that demon!"

I stiffened. "What demon?"

The woman slammed her palms on the seat on either side of my legs and stuck her face in mine. I leaned back and felt the front legs of the chair tip off the ground. Her breath was awful, and her clenched teeth were in need of dentalcare.

"You will tell me where you have taken those girls or I swear to God I will-" A terrific crash above us interrupted her ungodly threat.

We both whipped our heads back and stared at the ceiling. The woman straightened and stepped back. Her lack of weight on the chair meant I lost my balance. I yelped as the chair fell back and carried me with it. We both clattered to the floor and my own weight pinned my hands between the wood back and the hard concrete floor.

I looked to the gaping woman. "A little helphere!"

Her eyes narrowed. She reached back and brushed aside her short coat to reveal a holster. In the holster was a small pistol that she removed and clutched in one hand. Her eyes never left the