Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf

174 Pages·2010·0.71 MB·English

by  Glenn Stormy

WHO’S AFRAID OF THE BIG
BAD WOLF
Wolf Creek Pack 6

Stormy Glenn

MENAGE AMOUR

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WHO’S AFRAID OF THE BIG BAD WOLF
Copyright © 2010 by Stormy Glenn
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Letter from Stormy Glenn Regarding Ebook Piracy

Dear Readers,
It is a joy for me to write my books and interact with my readers. I love creating
worlds and characters in my books. Writing is also my career, my way of
supporting my family, and I work at it fulltime. I do not have another career.
I am very upset and distressed when my books are pirated. My work has been
stolen.
It is illegal to pirate ebooks. Just because it is anonymous and easy to upload
someone else’s work for free, it doesn’t make it right legally or morally. It is no
different than shoplifting or holding up a store or robbing a bank.
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Some readers may think the sharing of a copyrighted book wouldn’t amount to
anything, but it does. It is very disheartening for me as a writer and makes it hard
for me to want to continue to write. I have to support my family in some manner.
So, please, respect my hard work and do not pirate my books.
With deep gratitude,
Stormy Glenn
DEDICATION
To my love. My life wouldn’t be complete without you. You saved me from a
life of misery and gave me the world. There will never be words even I could
write to say how much I love you.
write to say how much I love you.

WHO’S AFRAID OF THE BIG
BAD WOLF
Wolf Creek Pack 6

STORMY GLENN
Copyright © 2010
Chapter 1
Benjamin Nobles watched the procession of colorfully dressed men and women
parade around the sacred circle from his nearly hidden view on the edge of the
tree line. He grimaced as he stared at them twisting and turning before the throng
of men and women hoping to find their mate.
Ben would have gladly given his right arm to be anywhere else but here. He did
not like big gatherings such as this, but his alpha ordered him here. And he never
disobeyed an order from his alpha— no matter how uncomfortable it made him
feel. And this was about as uncomfortable as he could ever remember being.
The alpha, Daniel Nash, commanded that anyone unmated and of marriageable
age to gather in the sacred circle of their pack to see all the men and women of
mating age from Prince Zacarius’s coven. And hopefully, a mating would take
place. Just not for Ben.
Ben knew there would never be a mate for him. No one in his or her right mind
would want to be shackled with a man such as him, a man with no tenderness, no
gentleness, and, certainly, no kindness.
He didn’t even know what those emotions were anymore. They had been
stripped from him, along with a good portion of his sanity.

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Sometimes he even wondered if he had any humanity left in him.
He was a monster, in body as well as in mind. His huge frame was filled
compactly with bulging muscles, long strong legs that were as big as tree trunks,
and arms the size of smaller tree trunks. Battle scars littered his body—including
his face, with one long scar that curved from the corner of his right eye, down
his cheek, to the bottom of his jaw.
He wouldn’t be winning any beauty contest anytime soon. It was all most people
could do just to look him in the eye without flinching.
He had nothing to offer a mate and he knew it.
Stefan stood there, his head slightly bent, his long hair falling forward,
concealing his face from the large crowd he stood in. He had been ordered here
by Prince Zacarius to stand before all of the unmated werewolves of Wolf Creek
Pack so that they might find their mate. Stefan knew he was here for another
purpose.
His stepbrother, Oliver, had made it very clear to Stefan last night as to why he
stood here. Tonight he would be mated to Dane, a friend and cohort of Oliver's.
Oliver and Dane had done everything in their power over the last few months to
persuade Stefan to agree to be mated to Dane. When that didn’t work, the gloves
came off and the real pain began. Dane wasn’t Stefan’s fated mate, but Oliver
had decreed they would be mated anyway.
Under normal circumstances, Stefan would have been excited to be mated,
anything to get away from his stepbrother. The previous night, Dane proved he
was just as demented as Stefan’s stepbrother when he slapped Stefan around, all
while regaling Stefan with the things he planned to do once Stefan belonged to
him.
Stefan guessed he had one thing to be thankful for where his stepbrother was
concerned. Oliver made sure that Dane had never
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forced Stefan before now. He seemed to enjoy hanging the mating with Dane
over his head.
Ever since their older brother, Desmond, lost his life trying to kill Prince
Zacarius, Oliver had taken over as head of their family. At first, Stefan thought it
wouldn’t be so bad. He thought Oliver had to be better than his asshole brother,
Desmond. Now he wasn’t so sure.
Little by little, Oliver cut off Stefan’s contact with the outside world. Stefan
wasn’t allowed to go anywhere or see anyone except Dane and Audley, Stefan’s
best friend and Dane’s younger brother.
best friend and Dane’s younger brother.
Audley also had the distinction of being the man Oliver wanted to trade Stefan
for.
Stefan fought Oliver’s plan as much as he could. He refused to acknowledge
Dane’s orders, gaining himself more than a few bruises along the way but he
refused to give in to their terror tactics.
With the orders from their prince, Stefan knew that his time was finally up. Dane
would have him tonight. And there wasn’t anything Stefan could do to stop it.
His shoulders dropped as he began to give in to the despair filling his heart. For
a brief moment, he let his gaze sweep over the room in the hopes that someone
—anyone—would come save him.
A small movement of ragged brown fabric to one side of the circle caught Ben’s
attention. He watched from the edge of the trees, his eyes never leaving the
figure in brown. He caught sight of a small pale face glancing out from behind
stringy hair.
The dirty strawberry-blond hair was not what caught Ben’s attention. Nor was
the length, which seemed to go on forever, from the top of the young man’s head
to just below the soft curve of his ass.
It was the huge sky-blue eyes that peeked out between the thick strands of hair.
They were the most expressive eyes Ben had ever
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seen. Then the little man smiled at him, and Ben felt a strange tightening in the
middle of his chest.
The world around him simply disappeared. It was only the young man and him.
No one else existed. But as quickly as it had come, the smile disappeared, along
with the beautiful eyes that had seemed to see into his very soul.
Ben leaned up on his feet to get a better look at him. At six-footnine, he stood
taller than most men. In fact, he had never met anyone who was taller than him.
There was nearly nothing that could make Ben leave the safety at the edge of the
party. But the body was huddled down behind the horde of partygoers, and Ben
party. But the body was huddled down behind the horde of partygoers, and Ben
couldn’t get a good look. He felt a need to find the young man.
If he had been truly thinking about it, he would have questioned this obsessive
need to find the man hiding on the other side of the circle. And then he would
have run for his life. But all he could feel was an unnatural desire to hunt down
the brown fabric and meet the man who smiled at him.
Ben left his safety at the edge of the trees and began working his way through
the crowd, his eyes never leaving the young man. He knew the man could see
him walking to him by the slight turning of his body toward him. He seemed to
be waiting for Ben. From the small smile on his lips, Ben assumed the man
would be happy to see him.
As he got closer to him, Ben could see more of his stature. He was small. He
might reach Ben’s sternum…if he stood on a stool.
Otherwise, he would barely reach Ben’s chest. The man couldn’t have been
more than five-foot-ten or so. His thread-worn outfit was definitely not made to
look pleasing on him. There seemed to be no contours or soft places on him. On
a whole, the clothing seemed to hang over him more like a sack than a shirt. It
was not made to entice anyone, which was strange considering that’s what
tonight’s gathering was all about.

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The smile fell from the man's lips as Ben drew nearer to him, fear began to form
in his deep blue eyes. Ben slowed his quick stride. He felt sorrow in his heart as
he realized that the little man was afraid of him. Ben stopped a mere foot from
him. He wanted to give the man the opportunity to flee from his side before he
said anything to him.
As he tried to form the words that might keep the stunning man where he could
look at him, Ben noticed that the man’s gaze was not on him but on some unseen
person behind him. He slowly turned as he felt a cold shiver creep up his spine.
A man walked slowly toward them, a look of triumph plastered on his thin lips.
He was a vampire. Ben could tell even from here. He looked back down at the
young man. His fear was almost tangible.