Destined For The Alpha: Six Heart-Racing Shifter Romances (Werewolf's Harem Book 7) by Vivian Wood Page B
Authors: Vivian Wood
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his anger pulled away his usual calm façade.
Walker doused his emotions, his action immediate and effortless. Giving the woman a grin and a shrug, he gave an exaggerated sigh. His time working for a certain government agency had taught him how to completely detach from his emotions, instantaneously. The Company hadn’t exactly been a joy ride, but some of that training was handier than hell.
“Friggin’ stock market, right?” he asked, affecting a silly, flirtatious tone. The lie came easily, as they always did these days.
The woman’s relief was obvious. She actually winked at him before sliding into her car. Walker rolled his eyes, shaking his head.
Sometimes being good-looking really had its perks. With a broad brow, a chiseled jawline, a strong nose, and pronounced cheek bones, Walker wasn’t getting a lot of complaints in the looks department. Women fawned over his physique, some even exclaiming over the long, dark lashes that made him seem brooding.
Good thing I’m antisocial and a bit of an asshole, he thought. Otherwise I might actually get laid on the regular.
He scrunched up his face, wondering exactly how long it had been since his last “date” with one of the brainless model-types he preferred to bed. Shit, if he had to think about it, it’d been too long. He should call that… Cam? Candy? Damn, what the hell had that girl’s name been again?
His logic repeated itself. If he couldn’t remember, it was past time to move on. No wonder he was so damned terrible with females.
Picking up his phone, Walker shot off a quick reply to Lucas.
I’ll have to push back the deadline on my acquisition project. We’ll lose millions, he texted.
A few seconds later, his phone buzzed again.
And we care because…? Lucas answered. Then:
Ben has all the details about the female. Get with him ASAP.
Walker shook his head and hopped into his car, heading for his Buckhead apartment. For a billionaire, Lucas sure didn’t respect the almighty dollar. Seeing as Lucas, Ben, and Walker all had more money than they could ever spend in several lifetimes, Walker was inclined to agree just now. Hell, maybe this would turn into a vacation of sorts.
“Call Ben,” he told his car’s computer. His Luna Corp. co-owner picked up on the first ring.
“Jackson,” Ben said. No greeting, no preamble. Just a location.
“Mississippi?” Walker asked, surprised.
“Yep. Head for the Dekalb-Peachtree airport. I’ve got a chopper chartered for you, waiting.”
Impressed, Walker decided to skip the stop at his apartment. He’d just showered and changed into a fresh t-shirt and jeans, and he had a go-bag in his trunk with weapons and other necessities.
“I need a little more info, Ben. Lucas basically just told me I’m saving some shifter female that you found…” he trailed off, not knowing the details.
“I found her for sale on the Silk Road,” Ben said.
“You’re going to give me more than that.”
“I found several message board posts that mention her, and then tracked the whispers to the sale source. A black market site on the deep web, somewhere you have to access through serious back channels. The story seems to be that a couple of rednecks trapped her in her wolf form, and they were trying to sell her to an animal collector. She must have shifted at some point, because they figured out what she is and now she’s up for sale as something a lot worse than an exotic pet.”
Walker was quiet for a moment, absorbing it all. His wolf stirred, and anger threatened to rise again, but he shut it down. Emotions weren’t going to help anybody right now.
“I need some satellite recon, and I won’t be able to pull it with my current resources,” Walker finally replied.
Ben let out a breath, and Walker frowned. Had the other male really thought he would refuse to help? Nevermind the fact that he’d repeatedly told Lucas that he wouldn’t do a rescue operation for some shifter dumb enough to get
Walker doused his emotions, his action immediate and effortless. Giving the woman a grin and a shrug, he gave an exaggerated sigh. His time working for a certain government agency had taught him how to completely detach from his emotions, instantaneously. The Company hadn’t exactly been a joy ride, but some of that training was handier than hell.
“Friggin’ stock market, right?” he asked, affecting a silly, flirtatious tone. The lie came easily, as they always did these days.
The woman’s relief was obvious. She actually winked at him before sliding into her car. Walker rolled his eyes, shaking his head.
Sometimes being good-looking really had its perks. With a broad brow, a chiseled jawline, a strong nose, and pronounced cheek bones, Walker wasn’t getting a lot of complaints in the looks department. Women fawned over his physique, some even exclaiming over the long, dark lashes that made him seem brooding.
Good thing I’m antisocial and a bit of an asshole, he thought. Otherwise I might actually get laid on the regular.
He scrunched up his face, wondering exactly how long it had been since his last “date” with one of the brainless model-types he preferred to bed. Shit, if he had to think about it, it’d been too long. He should call that… Cam? Candy? Damn, what the hell had that girl’s name been again?
His logic repeated itself. If he couldn’t remember, it was past time to move on. No wonder he was so damned terrible with females.
Picking up his phone, Walker shot off a quick reply to Lucas.
I’ll have to push back the deadline on my acquisition project. We’ll lose millions, he texted.
A few seconds later, his phone buzzed again.
And we care because…? Lucas answered. Then:
Ben has all the details about the female. Get with him ASAP.
Walker shook his head and hopped into his car, heading for his Buckhead apartment. For a billionaire, Lucas sure didn’t respect the almighty dollar. Seeing as Lucas, Ben, and Walker all had more money than they could ever spend in several lifetimes, Walker was inclined to agree just now. Hell, maybe this would turn into a vacation of sorts.
“Call Ben,” he told his car’s computer. His Luna Corp. co-owner picked up on the first ring.
“Jackson,” Ben said. No greeting, no preamble. Just a location.
“Mississippi?” Walker asked, surprised.
“Yep. Head for the Dekalb-Peachtree airport. I’ve got a chopper chartered for you, waiting.”
Impressed, Walker decided to skip the stop at his apartment. He’d just showered and changed into a fresh t-shirt and jeans, and he had a go-bag in his trunk with weapons and other necessities.
“I need a little more info, Ben. Lucas basically just told me I’m saving some shifter female that you found…” he trailed off, not knowing the details.
“I found her for sale on the Silk Road,” Ben said.
“You’re going to give me more than that.”
“I found several message board posts that mention her, and then tracked the whispers to the sale source. A black market site on the deep web, somewhere you have to access through serious back channels. The story seems to be that a couple of rednecks trapped her in her wolf form, and they were trying to sell her to an animal collector. She must have shifted at some point, because they figured out what she is and now she’s up for sale as something a lot worse than an exotic pet.”
Walker was quiet for a moment, absorbing it all. His wolf stirred, and anger threatened to rise again, but he shut it down. Emotions weren’t going to help anybody right now.
“I need some satellite recon, and I won’t be able to pull it with my current resources,” Walker finally replied.
Ben let out a breath, and Walker frowned. Had the other male really thought he would refuse to help? Nevermind the fact that he’d repeatedly told Lucas that he wouldn’t do a rescue operation for some shifter dumb enough to get
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