Claiming Shayla by Zena Wynn Read Free Book Online Page A

discuss it with you” type of thing. Too bad she’d nagged until Kiesha had no choice but to talk.
    Payback was a bitch, and payment was due.
    Her door swung open, and Rory stood in the opening. “You going in or you gonna sit here till the wedding’s over?”
    Snapped out of her thoughts, Shay noted the way he hovered protectively over her, the possessive glint in his eye. “Don’t do that in front of my parents.”
    “What?” He looked confused. It was not a good look on him.
    “That”—she waved a hand, indicating his facial expression and body posture—“whole possessive vibe you’ve got going.”
    His eyes widened in surprise, then narrowed. “I’m a wolf, babe. It’s in my DNA.”
    “Yeah, well, tone it down or something, will ya? Mom’s already going to be on the whole ‘when are you going to get busy producing grandkids, Shayla’ kick. I don’t need you giving her ammunition,” she snarled as she slid out of the truck.
    He backed up to give her room. As she pushed past him, he murmured in her ear, “Only around your parents and only because you’re covered in my scent.”
    “Damn it, why didn’t you tell me I stink?” she asked just to piss him off.
    He growled. Shay smirked even as her pussy creamed. Damn she loved yanking Cujo’s chain. He was so easy. She picked up the pace, finally feeling a bit more like herself. She didn’t even grumble when his arm shot past her to pull the door open for her.
    Shannon met them at the door. “It’s about time you two showed up.”
    “Hello to you too. Where’s the bloodsucker? Asleep in his coffin?” Rory asked his sister.
    “Don’t mind him. He has penis envy. Everyone knows vamps are at the top of the paranormal food chain, which means they do everything better,” Shay stated. Glancing past Shannon, she called out, “Hey, Dad,” effectively cutting off the snarling comment she knew Rory was forming.
    “You’ll pay for that later,” Shannon murmured as Shay brushed by, headed for her father.
    “Aye, she will,” Rory confirmed.
    Shay certainly hoped so. Otherwise what was the point?
    As her father enfolded her in his embrace, she could feel Rory’s gaze. Ignoring wolf man for the moment, she concentrated on her dad, whom she hadn’t seen in a while. He pulled back and stared down at her face. “Baby girl, you work too hard.”
    She shrugged away his concern. “I got sick on my last assignment. Stomach virus. Still getting over it,” she explained.
    “Kiesha told us. You’d better get in there before the Drill Sergeant comes looking for you.” He gave her a gentle shove in the direction she assumed held the rooms Kiesha and the other girls were changing in.
    “I’m going, and I’m telling Mom you’re calling her names again,” she teased, then jumped out of the way of the playful swat he aimed toward her butt.
    Shay crossed the foyer, headed for the door in the corner that her father had indicated. Shannon left Rory’s side and joined her. The minute the door closed behind them, Shannon laid a restraining hand on her arm. “You marked him.”
    “I…it just happened. I couldn’t control myself,” Shay explained.
    “Does this mean you’re staying?” Shannon’s solemn gaze showed her concern for Rory’s well-being.
    “Yeah,” Shayla slowly responded. “I guess it does. There’s more than me to think about, you know? Got to do what’s best for the little one.”
    “And what about you? Despite what I said earlier, Rory would hate it if the only reason you’re with him is because you’re pregnant.”
    “He…your brother…” She stopped, not sure how to put it in words. “He intrigues me, makes me crazy. I like yanking his chain, making him lose control.” She sighed, frustrated. “He affects me. I’m not sure how this will all play out. I don’t know. Maybe there is something to this true mates stuff.”
    Shannon’s smile lit up the hallway where they stood. “It’s a start. Long as you don’t run,