Go Fetch ! by Shelly Laurenston Read Free Book Online Page A

as she looked around the club.
    True, it wasn’t much. But that was because wolves didn’t need much. A dark, moody room, with a big bar, room to dance, and some alcoves where they could make out with the fellow shapeshifter of their choice. This was neutral ground. A place they could all get together, dance, and have a great time.
    Of course, this wasn’t the entire club. This was just the wolf part. Just one flight down was one of the hottest clubs in Northern California. A place where the rich and famous met up with the vapid and thin. She read about Sara’s club in one of the magazines at the bookstore. The place wasn’t only hot it was making money hand over fist, starting new trends. All that shit.
    And Miki was finally coming to a realization that she was still having a hard time dealing with.
    Sara was fucking rich. Not a little rich. Not sort of rich.
Fucking
rich.
    According to Kelly, her new little confidant, Sara not only had Pack money access, she had money left to her by her parents. Her grandmother had refused to touch it, forcing her granddaughter instead to work for every little thing she ever got. Although, she was kind of glad the woman had. She could just imagine a rich, snotty shapeshifter Sara. She probably wouldn’t be friends with that Sara. But cool, still wearing her
Jockey For Her
underwear Sara was definitely her friend. Her best friend. Just like Angelina.
    And it was apparently this Sara that had become quite the truce maker, able to pull together Packs that at one time couldn’t stand each other.
    Miki’s eyes searched the dance floor until she found her. It was hard to believe that six months ago the girl could barely walk. She had been in constant pain and lonely beyond belief. And as much as Miki envied her now she felt overwhelming happiness for her too. She watched as Sara, her favorite black cowboy hat in place, moved her body against Zach’s. She moved with grace and precision and, not surprisingly, Zach couldn’t keep his hands off her.
    Bob was still rambling. And the tragedy with her brain was that she could still listen to him even when she was thinking about twenty different other things. Her grade school teachers told her mother it was a gift. Gift her ass; if she had to listen to Bob talk about how great he was all night. Thank god he wasn’t part of Sara’s Pack.
    She suddenly realized that Bob was moving in on her. He’d gotten closer and she didn’t like it one bit. She felt naked with only her steel-toe Docs. Because she had to take a plane into Northern California, she had to leave all her precious weapons back home. And Miki had learned a long time ago that a woman her size definitely needed an advantage.
    Glancing around for a beer bottle to smash and then use on Bob should it be necessary, Conall suddenly stalked out of the crowd. He grabbed Bob by the back of the neck and slammed his head down on the bar, then he lifted him up and tossed him, sending the man flying across the floor and hitting the opposite wall.
    Conall grinned as he sat his big body down on the stool next to her. The one he’d just forced poor Bob to leave. “So, you having a good time?”
    Apparently, they wouldn’t be discussing Conall’s way of getting a man to back off. She wondered briefly if he’d done that because Bob was making her uncomfortable or because Bob was making him uncomfortable being so close to her. She hated herself for hoping it was both.
    “Yeah. Downstairs sucks, but this place is great.”
    “This is for family only.” And she knew that he saw all wolves as his family. For some unknown reason she liked that.
    “You want something to drink?”
    “Water.” Miki watched as he leaned over and spoke to the bartender. Man, was his body long. Long and big. He’d taken off his jacket and stowed it along with hers behind the bar. He wasn’t dark like Zach. But at the same time he wasn’t pale. His black T-shirt was sleeveless and she marveled at the size of his