Free PackRescue by Gwen Campbell

the rise of the full moon and the freedom that was
coming, his wolf and its voice were stronger than usual. Cutler swallowed hard.
He didn’t know if he could wait. He didn’t know if he had that much self-control
and he saw his hands come up, reaching for Fina, needing to pull her to him.
    “Hey, boss!”
    Cutler gritted his teeth when that familiar, obscenely
cheerful voice broke through the haze of lust that he just knew was turning his
eyes red.
    “ What? ” he snarled with unnecessary venom.
    “Tes-ty,” the owner of the voice purred, deliberately
goading him. “You know, if you ate more roughage, you wouldn’t be this
irritable.”
    He growled and his upper lip fluttered, exposing his
descending canines. “What do you want, Young?” Cutler’s voice was thick and
gravelly—his wolf was very close to the surface now and the changes in his
cells, the structure of his face and throat, made talking difficult.
    “I want an introduction,” she stated self-righteously
and flashed a smile at Fina. “Rude-o,” she shot back in his direction.
    Cutler exhaled impatiently. “Fina Whitesage, meet Officer
Suzanne Young—my dispatcher.”
     
    Fina held out her hand politely. “Ah…you’re the voice I hear
coming over the radio.” Instinctively, Fina hated the woman on sight. She’d
never felt that way about another woman before. The strength of her reaction
startled her. Despite that, she pressed on, remembering her manners. “I swear
you’re the only one I can understand. All of the men sound like they’ve got a
mouthful of chewing gum. I can’t make out a thing they say.”
    Suzanne threw back her head and laughed delightedly. Fina
hated her even more. Suzanne was a sex goddess. Her laughter was silvery and
musical, her teeth white and perfectly straight. She was maybe five or six
years older than Fina and next to this vivacious, confident woman, Fina felt
like a child. Suzanne was taller than her, with long shapely legs that rose up
to womanly hips and a waist that defied physics. It was just too small to hold
up the rest of her—and the rest of her made Fina want to slouch, cover her own
chest and skulk away into the darkness. Suzanne’s breasts were round, large and
flawless. Fina bit back a growl of envy when they swayed with the woman’s
laughter, displaying all too clearly that every perfect, naked inch of them was
real. Her nipples were so perky and pink that Fina wanted to slap the woman
across the mouth. But it was her face that really ticked Fina off. It
was the most radiant, beautiful oval Fina had ever seen, capped with a long,
silky, lustrous fall of pale blonde hair.
    Fina promised herself that next time she took Ryan shopping
for a new toy, she’d snap every damn Barbie in the store in half.
    Despite all that, Fina froze her pathetic, warm smile in
place.
    “That’s because I make an effort,” Suzanne laughed. “It’s
called enunciation, boss.” She slapped her Alpha’s belly lightly with the backs
of her long, slender fingers. “You should try it some time.” She turned back to
Fina. “I like this woman already.” Suzanne smiled and it made her impossibly
beautiful. “I feel like I know you already. He talks about you all the
time.”
    Fina didn’t know what to make of that but with her
conflicting and uncharitable feelings, she wasn’t about to explore it—not now.
    “You got what you came for,” Cutler snapped at Suzanne and
the tall blonde paled visibly. She let out a quiet yelp then a whine—a nervous
sound of distress then, tentatively and slowly, moved closer to her Alpha.
    He didn’t refuse her when she hesitantly lowered her head to
his chest. She moved slowly, in small increments, sniffing the air around him
and glancing up at him again and again, gauging his anger and wary of it. She
trembled lightly when she laid her cheek over his heart.
    Fina actually backed away from Cutler when the busty blonde
started rubbing her face against his chest. With long,