The Wild Wolf Pup (Zoe's Rescue Zoo #9)(128)

Together we mourned and now together we’ll rejoice.

We buried one of our own today but gained another.

God works in mysterious ways, he makes sinners become believers.





Bonus Epilogue




My boots pound the pavement of the seedy motel’s parking lot. I can’t wait for the construction to be complete on the clubhouse. I don’t know how the fuck Stryker and the boys have been living in this fleabag motel for the last five months.

Resolving to fix their living conditions, I shake the thought from my head and focus on the reason I was pulled away from Reina and our son at four in the fucking morning. Just when Danny started sleeping through the night the phone rang and Stryker’s frantic voice filled my groggy head.

I didn’t know what the fuck he was saying at first but then he calmed down and told me he found the girl he’s been banging in an alley way. I’ve been too wrapped up in my own life to pay much attention to my brother’s but after placing a quick call to Wolf I found out the girl, Stryker’s girl, isn’t just some tight piece of ass he hustled pool with, nah, our boy Stryker opened a whole fucking can of worms I tried real hard to bury.

I don’t know what the fuck goes on with my men but they love that mobbed up pussy.

“Parrish,” the cocky voice greets me as the man it belongs to steps out of the Maserati.

“Spinelli,” I sneer.

“I’m surprised you called,” he says, unbuttoning his suit and sliding a hand into the pocket of his tailored pants. Vic would be proud, his little protégé is fitting the bill of a mob boss. “But I’m happy you finally came around.”

“I didn’t call you here to break bread,” I say, tipping my chin to the dingy motel. “One of my brothers found something that belongs to you.”

His eyes narrow suspiciously as I lead him to the room Stryker occupies.

“What could one of your men have that belongs to me?”

“Your sister,” I reveal, closing my fist and pounding it against the door. I don’t have to turn around to know the air deflates from his lungs, I hear it.

Stryker pulls open the door and I take in Satan’s soldier. I knew the minute I met the veteran turned biker, he was a force to be reckoned with. I pity the motherfuckers overseas he took down, almost as much as I pity the man responsible for the look in his eyes now.

“Where is she?” Rocco demands from behind me. I watch as Stryker’s cold eyes turn to him. Stryker crosses his arms against his chest and barricades the door, sizing up the gangster before he turns that glare back to me.

“What the fuck is he doing here?” He hisses.

I open my mouth to explain when a guttural shriek sounds from the motel room. Rocco shoulders his way past me and grabs a hold of Stryker’s cut. Shoving him out of his way he enters the room and runs to his sister’s side.

Stryker moves to lunge for Rocco but I reel him in by pulling on the back of his cut.

“Get off me,” he shouts.

Forcefully, I tug him back, my patience wavers as I lean over his shoulder and clench my jaw as I hiss the words that come out of my mouth next.

“That woman wrestling her demons in your bed is Rocco’s sister.”

So much for Satan’s Knights steering clear of the mob.

Here we fucking go again…





Next from Janine




no·mad [?nō?mad]

NOUN

a member of a people having no permanent abode, and who travel from place to place to find fresh pasture for their livestock.

a person who does not stay long in the same place; a drifter, a wanderer, a roamer, a loner.



Drifter Wanderer Roamer

Loner





Also Coming Soon


Blackie and Lacey’s happily ever after continues with Joyful Temptations and will be featured in the Christmas in The City II Anthology.

(Available now for pre-order)

&

The Sacrifice Series beginning with

Rocco Spinelli in Sacrificing his Soul

&

Pipe’s story in a standalone novel titled – From the Ruins





Acknowledgements


Wow. Just wow. It seems like yesterday I was saying goodbye to The Riverdale Series. I remember being scared as shit to delve into my next book. Originally, Illicit Temptations was going to be a single novel. Then you wanted Anthony and Adrianna’s story. After that, you wanted to know Jack Parrish and I was terrified to write his story because the MC genre is huge, there are so many talented authors who OWN that genre—I didn’t think I could do it justice. Then Riggs came to life and he brought out the humorous side of my writing. All the while, Blackie was festering inside my head, demanding his story. The Tempted Series was born and I couldn’t be more proud of these six books. Or grateful.

This series, in a way, saved me. You—my readers, took a very dark time in my life and brought the sunshine.

On March 11, 2015 my life changed. A pin punctured my “perfect” life and sucked the air right out of me. I had a choice to make: fall to pieces or pick up the pieces and move forward. At my lowest point, I turned to words and embraced an unexpected detour. I dug my heels into the Tempted Series and wrote six novels in a year, totaling over five hundred thousand words. What once was just a check on a bucket list became my saving grace.