Free Training Their Mate [Pack Wars-Book 1] by Vella Day

Liz would be better off if
he spent his time chasing after Couch instead of pursuing her.
    When he turned around and
headed back to the living room, Liz had moved to the sofa. Dante had joined
her. Seeing the two of them together altered something inside him. It wasn’t so
much jealousy, since Dante would share, but his more primal need emerged,
surprising him.
    “We’re going after Couch
tomorrow,” he told her.
    As expected she perked up.
“Tell me.”
    Though highly unlikely, it
was possible she might be able to spot an issue with their approach. “I’ll take
two other teams with me. We’ll enter his office by the back. Hopefully, our
appearance will be unexpected and we can take him easily.”
    “He keeps the back door
locked.”
    She bit her lip. He almost
caved and hugged her. She had no idea how capable his team was and couldn’t
keep a small smile off his face. “We have our ways of entering a building.
Locks are never a problem.”
    “Oh.” She glanced to the
ground as if trying to come up with other roadblocks. “What if he shifts into a
werewolf on you?”
    His brother tossed him a smug
look. How are you going to field that
one, bro? You going to tell her Couch would be outnumbered five werewolves to
one?
    “We have our ways to contain
him.”
    Her brows rose. “Maybe you
can bring a steak that’s laced with that poison that’s harmful to werewolves
and capture him that way.”
    She was clever, but there was
no need to go to such an extreme. “I like that idea. If he escapes the five of
us, we might try that, though I’m thinking he’ll see through the ploy. It’s not
like he’s a real wolf.”
    The foot she’d been tapping
stilled. “Good point.”
    He was able to school his
features at her thoughtful response.
    She turned to Dante. “Why
aren’t you going with him?”
    Dante squeezed her thigh in
an intimate way. “Trax and the guys are capable to capture one old man.
Besides, I have a store to run. One of us has to make money.”
    You
are such a little shit .
Trax glared at his brother then dragged his gaze back to Liz. “Dante likes to
meet and greet the public, so he does his thing, but we don’t need his salary.”
    Her brows rose. Wouldn’t she
be surprised to learn the depth of not only their pockets but those of the Pack?
    “What if Couch isn’t at the
office?”
    “Why wouldn’t he be?” The
thought had his mind shifting in several directions.
    “He can’t do much business
without a secretary. I bet it will take him a few days to replace me.”
    “So you don’t think he could
handle the day-to-day business by himself?”
    Her gazed drifted left. “I’m
not sure. He knows how the business runs, since he instructed me about what to
do, but when he gave me instructions, it was like the work was
inconsequential.”
    Dante leaned back. “More
proof that Au Pairs for U is a front for his drug running and possible human
trafficking.”
    “The man is such a scumbag.
When you catch him, what will you do with him?”
    Trax was wondering when she’d
ask. “There’s a jail in the middle of Florida that’s just for shifters.”
    “Seriously? Why haven’t I
heard about it?”
    This time he couldn’t hold in
his chuckle. “That would kind of defeat the purpose of hiding the existence of
werewolves if we did that, don’t you think?”
    “Yeah.” She glanced between
the two men. “I want to come with you.”
    He quickly sobered.
“Sweetheart, there is no fucking way I am taking a girl with me to do a man’s
job.”
    Her mouth opened, and another
erotic thought blasted him. Don’t think
about the havoc her mouth could wreak. His damn cock twitched.
    “I need to ask him why he
raped my mother again after all these years.” She tapped her chest. “I need
closure, too.”
    “No way.” He polished off his
beer and dumped it in the trash. “I need to get some shuteye.”
    Dante stood. “Let’s hit the
hay.”
    She leaned close and looked
up at his brother with