Free Werewolf Rebel Tamed (Werewolf Romance) by Michelle Fox

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    This is a work of fiction intended for adults age 18 and over. Minors should stop here and close the book. All events depicted are fictional. All sex is between consenting adults. Any resemblance to places and persons, living or dead, is unintentional coincidence.
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    Werewolf Rebel Tamed
    Tony Riccio--construction engineer, respected pillar of small town society and my pain-in-the-ass alpha--sighed, leveling a hard gaze at me. Pitching his voice low so as not to broadcast pack business to the entire diner, he said, “The pack won’t tolerate this anymore, Miranda.”
    I raised an eyebrow and cocked my head to the side at his choice of words. Miranda, he had said. Not my nickname, Randa. He must be really mad this time. It had been my idea to stop for breakfast and now I was glad we were in a public place.
    He frowned at me and continued his lecture, which had been going on for about a half hour. “You need to stop. I can’t keep saving you from yourself like this.”
    I bowed my head to stare into my coffee. Black and bitter, just the way I liked it. “It wasn’t my fault, Tony.”
    He snorted. “You’re in heat and you walk into a biker bar expecting what? A tea party?”
    I shrugged and nodded to the waitress who came over to top off my coffee. “You need anything else, darlin’?” She gave me a kind smile and Tony the stink eye.
    Unhappy at the interruption, Tony growled low in his throat, the sound outside the range of her human ears, but not mine. “We’re fine. Thanks.”
    She moved on with a nod and the full weight of Tony’s anger settled back on me. “No more excuses, Miranda. I can’t keep picking you up at the police station like this. Sooner or later you’ll be arrested, not taken into protective custody.” He held up his hand, folding the thumb into his palm. “There are four guys in the hospital this time. You’re inciting violence. Hurting people.”
    I grimaced because he had a point. I would grant him that much. I had just wanted to go out and have some fun without all the rules that governed my life. Rules Tony made. But, of course, he was right--damn him for it--a female wolf at her sexual peak really did have to watch herself. I had thought wolves were dangerous, but now I knew humans could be just as bad.
    “Worse, that biker gang at the bar? You put one of theirs in the hospital with a brain bleed and they are smart enough to recognize trouble when they see it. You’re on their shit list. They are looking for you right now. If you don’t stay out of their way, you’re going to drag us into a bloody fight to defend you.”
    I blanched at that bit of news. “I had no idea.” Things had moved so fast the night before. One minute I’d been sucking down cold long necks and grinding my way through the men on the dance floor. The next, guys started throwing punches and grabbing at me. I had pushed them away and hidden under a table until the police broke it up.
    Tony stabbed the table with his finger. “It ends. Starting now. You are a wolf, and you’re going to act like one.”
    The hair on the back of my neck bristled. “You mean, doing what you say when you say it. Like a puppet.”
    “No, like the full pack member you are. You put us all in jeopardy with this behavior. God, can you imagine...what if you had been arrested and changed in jail?” He sighed and ran