Wolf Ridge High Series by Renee Rose

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Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 69734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)

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Fate paired me with the one she-wolf I could never trust.
Five years ago, my beautiful neighbor Carlotta betrayed me.
My family was destroyed.
Because of her, the pack banished my father,
relegating me and my mom with a lowered status, barely able to scrape by.

Carlotta left town before I found out why she did it.
Before I had the chance to make her pay.
But now she’s back.
She hasn’t changed much, but I have.
I’m twice her size now. Far more dominant.
And I just discovered she belongs to me.
Which means Carlotta James is completely at my mercy.
And I do intend to make her beg.

USA Today bestselling author Renee Rose delivers on this intense new adult forbidden love shifter bully romance.

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Chapter One

Lotta

The approach of a full moon is making me light-headed.

No one can sit still today. No student in Wolf Ridge High wants to listen to a teacher on the afternoon before a full moon run.

Especially not for the subject I teach. Art isn’t remotely revered by the shifter community. It’s considered a human thing–pointless. Pretentious. Which is why I got the hell out of here as soon as I could.

Every class today has been a nightmare, but this last period–the class with the hulking alpha-hole of the school, Asher Martin–is the worst. He and his football buddies sit at the back table and heckle me.

This afternoon, the smell of teen pheromones fills my classroom, and I’m as restless and horned up as my students. My skin prickles with heat. There’s a slow pulse between my legs that I haven’t felt in years. I haven’t thought about sex this much since I was a teen walking the Wolf Ridge High hallways. Which, admittedly, wasn’t all that long ago.

I clear my throat and infuse as much alpha command as I’m capable of into my voice. “I’m waiting for your full attention.”

Of course, the last to stop speaking is the deep, swagger-infused voice attached to my nemesis. He turns a baleful look on me. I’m disconcerted by how striking those hazel green eyes are against his tanned skin. How his long and thick lashes frame them. The way they pop under the swath of sun-bleached hair that falls across his forehead. He’s in need of a haircut although I’m sure the shaggy length that curls up at his nape and around his ears is a conscious choice. Part of his rebel-without-a-cause persona.

But Asher’s disdain isn’t just for show.

I viscerally feel the linebacker’s hate for me. It burns my skin. Takes my breath when he sends a blast of it my way.

I’m careful to hide my reaction. I may be smaller than many of the students in this class, but I’m their teacher–at least for the rest of the school year. I have to maintain alpha status in my classroom, or I won’t survive.

I force myself to stop shifting from foot to foot in my high-heeled sandals, widen my stance, and put my hands on my hips.

Asher’s gaze flicks to my legs, and the sight of them only seems to make him angrier. His eyes track higher, and he glowers at my breasts.

I’m careful not to give any attention to his table as I speak. “Yesterday, I asked you to think about what medium you will use for your self-portrait. Today, I want you to write a paragraph describing what you’ve chosen and how you plan to execute your vision. If you don’t know or are having trouble deciding, sign up on the board for a five minute consultation with me about it.” I point to the numbered slots on the board.

“Also, everyone should have turned in their charcoal drawings by now. I’m missing three. If they’re not turned in by the end of today, you will get a zero on the assignment, which will affect your grade.” I steel myself to look at the back table. “Those of you who need to maintain a C in order to play in this weekend’s game might want to think about that.”

I shouldn’t even warn them. I should just knock their grades down and let them suffer the consequences. But something in me still doesn’t want Asher to fail.

I make brief eye contact with him, but the anger blazing in his gaze is too much to hold, and I quickly look away.

He was unnerving as an angry, rebellious thirteen-year-old. Now that he’s twice my size and carries the dominance of an alpha wolf, that rage is more than intimidating–it’s downright scary.

He folds his arms across his chest and lifts his upper lip in a snarl. “I turned mine in.”

My gaze bounces back for a moment and narrows. It’s a lie. Asher hasn’t lifted a pencil in this class since the day I took over for Margarita Adams, the human art teacher who went out on medical leave two weeks ago.

He’s daring me to call him on it.

I frown and point at the loose pile of drawings on my desk. “Find it and show it to me.”

He slowly unfolds from his chair, making a show of his size. Making me feel the full force of the extra foot in height he has on me. The hundred-pound difference in our weight. The solid sculpted muscle that wraps his long, sturdy bones.

He’s an incredible specimen of manhood–and that’s not just the full moon talking. Fate may have fucked him with a shitty, abusive father, but it’s been kind to him in the looks and size department.

He saunters forward, and I pretend I don't register the threat, even though everyone in the room with shifter blood feels the pulse of his aggression.

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Total pages in book: 73
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I'M THE ALPHA OF WOLF RIDGE HIGH. SHE’S THE HUMAN WHO CAN DESTROY ME.
Nobody knows my secret, the secret that must be kept for me to mate. I've hidden my condition... until she showed up. The delicious-scented human who drives my wolf insane. Being near her makes it a hundred times worse... but I can't resist. I stalk her at school. At home. In bed. If I don't master her soon, my control will snap. But if I don't leave her alone... I'll lose everything.
USA Today bestselling author Renee Rose delivers on this intense new adult shifterbully romance.

*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************

Chapter One

Lauren

I wake soaked in sweat. One of the many downsides to living in Arizona.

Even now, in mid-September, the daily temperatures are above one hundred degrees. I can’t. Freaking. Sleep.

I attempt to throw the covers off my body, but they tangle around my legs, making me thrash and kick like a mermaid caught in a net. The T-shirt I'm wearing clings to me.

I’m not the only one in this house still awake. In the room next door, my twin, Lincoln plays his electric guitar, sans amplification. I hear him jamming, still trying to master Eric Clapton‘s song, “Layla”.

From the kitchen comes the sound of ice dropping into a glass. Our dad is up, too. We’re a family of insomniacs.

I probably can’t blame the heat. This is a hard week for all of us.

Anniversaries suck.

Still, cooler temperatures supposedly enable better sleep, so I swing my legs over the side of the bed to get up. The thermostat just outside my bedroom door reads seventy-two, which should be plenty cool, but I knock it down a few more degrees.

When I get back to my bedroom, I yank my damp shirt off and toss it on the floor. Maybe sleeping in nothing but my panties will work.

I walk over to the bank of windows that offers a view of the foothills. The full moon backlights the saguaro cacti, which stand like sentinels on the steep hillside.

I reach for the curtains to pull them closed then freeze.

The breath sticks in my throat.

The biggest wolf I've ever seen is outside my window, just twenty feet away.

Silver with white markings, he gleams in the light of the full moon. The beast is so illuminated, I can see the color of its eyes–ice blue.

I force an exhale from my lungs.

Now I know I’m not crazy. For the past several weeks, I’ve caught movement in the brush when I look out my window. Flashes of silver or the flick of a tail.

I guess I should be impressed. Mother Nature led an endangered animal right outside my bedroom window. For some reason, it just pisses me off though. Like the heat and the redneck bullies at my high school, having wild animals peering in my window feels like an intrusion. Another sign we don’t belong here.

We should leave Wolf Ridge and go back to Manhattan.

The wolf stares at me. There’s something challenging in its glare. Like he’s the alpha, and I’m some young upstart he wants to put in her place.

My mom would’ve loved seeing this. She adored Arizona. Loved being surrounded by nature. But she’s not here, which means this wolf sighting is a damn waste.

I unlock the window and shove it open.

“What are you looking at?” I shout at the wolf.

His upper lip curls in a growl.

I should be afraid. I should feel something, anything.

But I don’t.

These days, I never do.

“Shoo.” I flick my hand in a dismissive gesture. “Go on. Get out of here.”

I see a flash of gleaming white teeth.

Hear a ferocious snarl then the snap of powerful jaws.

I swear I barely blink before my window is obliterated by silver fur. The window screen bows inward and tears down the middle as the wolf’s great body slams up against the frame.

I scream, frozen in place. I’m unable to move or look away.

Finally, I feel something beyond the out-of-body numbness. My body recognizes real danger. And I love it.

After feeling dead for so long, I relish the terror. The sensation of living. The return of emotion, even though it’s a primitive one.

I lock eyes with the snarling wolf, almost daring it to come through that screen and eat me alive.

But then, just as quickly as it came, the wolf wheels around and lopes off into the woods, disappearing from sight.

Abe

No human should have such a glorious set of tits.

Even now, with a boot pressed to my throat, I’m thinking about how Lauren Sterling looked with the moon’s pale light illuminating her bare breasts.

Remembering the impudent upward tilt of her nipples. The sweet round underbellies. Thinking about what it would be like to fill my hands with them at the same time I’m breathing in that candy apple scent of hers.

“You want to explain why I just got a call from the Sterling mansion saying a rabid wolf tried to attack their daughter?” the sheriff snarls.

I’m flat on my back, showing my belly to Alpha Green and Sheriff Gleason.

Fuck.

I am so screwed right now.

I shift back to human form to speak, which only adds to my ignominious position. Now my dong is hanging out while I’m under the alpha’s boot.

“I’m sorry, Alpha.”

“Sorry doesn’t cut it, son. You broke code.”

My dad appears beside the other two men, and a familiar sensation of queasiness slithers in my stomach. He’s going to freak out if he thinks I have the hots for a human.

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Total pages in book: 77
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1st Lesson of Wolf Ridge Dominate or submit.
It’s a wolf-eat-wolf school, and those on the top–like my stepbrother–rule all.
Those of us on the bottom? We try to fly under the radar.

But now that my name is attached to Wilde’s,
now that we’re “family,”
there’s no more hiding.

And the cocky baller is out to punish me
for the crime of dragging down his reputation.

He discovered my secret
and uses it against me.

I would rather die than have anyone find out.
So I give into his demands.

My bed.
My body.
My submission.

And the worst part? I don’t want it to stop.

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Chapter One

Rayne

There are three things I hate about Wolf Ridge High School: the alpha-holes (the football players who rule our social lives), the volleyball players (think female version of alpha-holes), and the rest of the student body, with the exception of the humans.

So, yeah. That leaves me pretty much with no one.

Which, as the pack runt, is where I’ve been from the beginning, so it’s nothing new.

At the moment, it’s the volleyball players who I most despise. Mainly, Casey Muchmore.

“Runt!” she yells at my back as I try to fast-walk it around the school. “Runt! Don’t make me chase you.”

Casey is the alpha she-wolf of the school, nearly as mean as her brother Cole was when he ruled these hallways two years ago.

Crap.

I stop my fast-walking but don’t give her the satisfaction of turning around. She catches my shoulder to spin me to face her then plows me against the brick wall where I hit my head.

“I don’t heal like you,” I say quickly. It’s a warning for both our sakes. I might be the daughter of a shifter–maybe two, my mom would never say–but I’m not like the rest of them. My cells don’t regenerate as fast as theirs. Meaning, if she hurts me, it will leave marks. There will be evidence of her torture that I could use against her.

Not that I would. I’m not stupid.

“Then you’d better listen,” she growls.

“I don’t need to hear it.”

“Well, you’re going to.”

“Casey,” I interrupt. “I don’t care who you make out with. Or what you do. I don’t judge, and it’s not my business.”

“Damn straight.” She’s lost a little of her fire. I think she thought I would cower and squirm and promise to keep my mouth shut.

In my quest to find a place alone to eat lunch, I just stumbled across her kissing River, one of the cheerleaders. It shouldn’t be a big deal. In this day of inclusion, being gay isn’t a stigma for teenagers anymore. At least not at human high schools.

But this is Wolf Ridge. Shifters are nothing if not extremely gendered. It’s part of wolf culture. Considering how ostracized I am in this pack over being small and never hitting transition, I can’t imagine how they would shun a gay wolf.

“You know what I’d be asking myself, if I were you?”

“What?” She seems surprised to hear the confidence in my tone. Yeah, I may be small, but I’m not a coward. Plus, I’ve been kicked around by these kids since preschool, so I’ve developed quite a bit of resiliency.

“How River feels about you hiding your affection.”

Casey’s brows draw together.

“But like I said. Not my business. Your secret’s safe with me.” I don’t look her straight in the eye. I show my throat to offer my submission, but I also say, “I’m sorry you’re not comfortable being yourself at the school you practically run.”

I definitely went too far. Her eyes narrow, and she gets right up in my grill. “I’m sorry your mom fucked a mouse to get pregnant with you.”

“Nice one,” I say drily.

“But I guess her whole status finally changed, didn’t it? How’s your new step daddy? Did he take you into the family, too, or did he build you a doghouse out back? I mean a mouse-house?”

“Does it make you feel better?”

“What?”

“Being cruel to me? Does that help you feel better about your own inner trauma?”

Casey releases me as if my skin burns her. “Back off, Runt.”

I let out a dry chuckle. “I’m the one with her back smashed against the wall, here, Casey.” I dare to meet her eye for a moment, and I see the pain behind her gaze.

Apparently, getting real with Casey worked because she abruptly turns on her heel and stalks away, her long, thick ponytail swinging behind her.

I sag against the bricks in relief.

Looks like I get to live another day. Getting beat up at school would be just another point against me at home.

A reminder that when Logan Woodward, a member of Wolf Ridge pack royalty, married my mom three weeks ago, he took on the biggest loser in the pack as his new stepdaughter.

Something for which I’m quite certain his son, Wilde, former team captain of WRH, will never, ever forgive him.

Something for which I’m sure my new stepbrother will make me pay dearly.

Wilde

Our hotel room’s popping, party vibe on full blast.

The smell of humans is thick in here. I’m used to the stench, but I still hate it. It’s in the locker rooms, the hallways at school. In the frat house where I live with my so-called buddies from the team. It’s a dull, sickly scent.

Or maybe it’s just that my senses have dulled from living amongst humans.

All I know is, most days, I’m crawling out of my skin pretending to be one of them. At the moment, there are far too many packed in one place.

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Advertisement Alpha Knight Read online Renee Rose (Wolf Ridge High #2) http://www.books2020.com/alpha-knight-2-read-online-renee-rose Thu, 10 Jan 2019 01:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/alpha-knight-2-read-online-renee-rose Genre: Dark, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance, Suspense Authors: Renee Rose Series: Wolf Ridge High Series by Renee Rose
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SHE’S GETTING A FAKE BOYFRIEND--ME. WHETHER SHE LIKES IT OR NOT. The leggy car thief is trouble with a capital T. My brother went down because of her I need to find him before the cops do. Which means I’m not letting her out of my sight. Anywhere the human goes, I go. I’ll play her fake boyfriend. Sleep in her bedroom. Go to her prep school classes. Take her to the homecoming dance. I will learn all her secrets, find out all her games. By the time I’m done with her, she’ll be sorry. Sorry she ever set foot in our shop. Sorry we ever met. Sorry she made me fall for her.
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Prologue

Bo

On the day everything goes to shit, you don’t wake up thinking, Today my whole life changes.

It wasn’t like that the day the two service members showed up at our door when I was eight to give my mom the news Dad’s helicopter got shot down in Yemen. And it wasn’t like that today.

Today was like any day. I woke up, showered, went to school, stayed after for football practice, same as ever.

I never expected the screech of tires as Sheriff Gleason skids to a stop in the parking lot by the field. Didn’t foresee him marching out with his hands on his hips like he’s about to arrest one of us.

Coach Jamison jogs over to meet him on the edge, his body rigid with alert.

And then they both turn their heads and look at me.

“Fenton!” Coach’s voice booms. His alpha wolf authority ripples through me, all the way to my shoes.

Fuck.

What did I do?

I whip off my helmet and stalk over like I’m pissed about the interruption, but it’s just my wolf rearing up to face perceived danger. There’s no flight in the fight or flight for an alpha male—especially not in a teen wolf who doesn’t always have aggression under control.

“Get it the car,” Sheriff Gleason snarls.

“Why?” I demand.

Coach’s hand drops on my nape, above the shoulder pads. His fingers tighten in warning. If it were anyone else, I’d already have him on his fucking back, but Coach is like a god to us. A better father figure than most of us have and always, always in our corner.

I turn to look at him searchingly.

“It’s Winslow,” he says because he’s not a dick like the sheriff, keeping me in the dark.

Winslow—my older brother.

“Fuck.”

Coach doesn’t call me on the language violation, which tells me this is as bad as I’m thinking.

And then I know exactly what it’s about.

Or at least I think I do.

Because I saw this shit coming way back when it started.

The only question is, what do they want from me?

Chapter 1

Six Weeks Earlier

Sloane

Stealing the 2016 Porsche 911 is the easy part. At least it’s the fun part. This is only my second car theft, but I think I have a real gift for it.

I’m dressed as daddy’s spoiled princess in a pair of Rag & Bone skinny jeans with wedge heels and a Balmain cropped tee. All remnants of my past life, when I really was daddy’s spoiled princess. When stealing a car meant lifting a pair of keys out of my dad’s lock box and choosing one of the twelve sports cars in his garage.

My hair is pulled up in a twist, and I have a khaki rhinestone ball cap pulled over my eyes to hide my face. Anyone who glances over in this crowded parking lot will see someone who matches the car.

It’s just a matter of finding the right make and model in a location without camera surveillance. I’ve been walking around the Scottsdale mall parking lot for days now, dodging cameras and mall cops.

Finally, I spot one. A blue Porsche 911 Carrera 4 GTS, and it looks to be full leather interior. MSRP can range from 100k to 200k depending on the engine and gadgets inside. I know because my father had one just like it sitting in our garage before... before the fall. Before everything went to shit. Before I had to learn how to poach pretty cars out of mall parking lots.

In theory, ordinary cars are best—the kind that blend in. But I don’t have the luxury of time or lower risk. I’m on a payment schedule with dangerous people, and the Porsche will bring in big bucks.

So the Porsche it is. I already bought a totalled version at the salvage yard, so I have a salvage title. Now all I have to do is swap some parts out, including the VIN, and retitle this baby to sell.

Unfortunately, that means trusting a chop shop to do the swapping and cutting them in on half the proceeds because I don’t have the skills.

Yet.

I plan to learn. In fact, I think I’ll see if the guy can teach me on this one, so the next car I can do on my own.

I walk up to the car like I own the place. Like I own the Porsche, I mean.

Like I own the house and job or father or husband that match this car. It’s a role I know intimately. Lived my whole life. Entitled. Cosseted. Spoiled.

Daddy’s little girl has fallen far from grace.

My device does its work, and the locks pop. Another few seconds and the car revs, and then I’m driving wild and free.

Out of the parking lot. Onto the highway.

Up to Wolf Ridge, the weird-ass community just past Cave Hills.

Right where I landed when my dad went to jail.

Bo

I ride my 1984 Triumph to the shop after football practice because we’ve been slammed, and my brother and uncle need me around more than just on the weekends.

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USA Today bestselling author Renee Rose delivers on this intense bully romance with a paranormal twist. SHE RUINED EVERYTHING... I WILL MAKE HER PAY. Her mom robbed my dad of his job. Destroyed his life. Now I have to look at her every day. The girl next door. A human. A hot little nerd. She doesn’t belong here—not in Wolf Ridge, not at our high school, definitely not in my life. She doesn’t know what I am. Which makes it all the easier to take revenge. I will bring her to her knees. Pierce her heart. Make her bleed. For me. All for me. NOTE: This New Adult book features steamy scenes with characters over eighteen and is for an audience that is also over eighteen.
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Chapter 1

Bailey

There’s a reason I don’t drive any more. A very good reason.

But moments like these make me wish I didn’t turn into a hyperventilating spaz every time I even think about getting behind the wheel. Not driving means I attend the local Wolf Ridge High instead of Cave Hills.

Cave Hills, the top-rated college prep dream school.

Cave Hills the school I should be going to.

The school I deserve to go to.

The school fifteen miles away.

Without a car, it might as well be a hundred.

And at this particular moment, no car means I’m screwed.

Because the bus just passed by my house.

I hear the ktshh of it stopping on my street. Ten minutes early! Snatching my bookbag off the sofa, I dash out my front door with my teeth unbrushed and my Mexican skull Chucks untied, but it’s way too late.

“Wait!” I wave and chase after it. “Hold up!” I jog a half a block, tripping and hopping in my loose sneakers.

The driver has to see me even if he can’t hear. The students in the bus definitely see me. They stare through the windows at me. Not laughing. Not pointing.

I’m a fish in a bowl. Mildly amusing to them, but they won't feel bad if they have to flush me down a toilet in a week. Racist fucks. You’d think in Arizona being Hispanic wouldn’t get me shunned.

Dammit.

I stoop to tie my shoes and sling my backpack over my shoulder. It slides forward and whacks me in the back of the head. I huff and stand.

Next door, the dynamic brother and sister duo, Cole and Casey Muchmore climb into Cole’s mostly-restored 1950s classic Ford truck. If they witnessed my early morning sprint, they’re not letting on.

Their dad on the other hand sits in the window with a beer in his hand, not even trying to hide the fact he’s watching me. The front window is where he always is, except when he’s stomping around yelling at his kids loud enough for the entire neighborhood to hear.

Right now, I swear he’s smiling. Like he just had a good laugh over watching me run after the stupid bus. What an ass. Like father, like son, I guess.

Cole is as cool as his truck and even better looking. And he definitely knows it. Revels in it. He rules Wolf Ridge High like his shit comes out rosy and he doesn’t have wrong-side-of-the-track stank all over him. Like the worn out, ripped jeans he practically lives in aren’t covered in grease and grime from repairing cars.

No, Cole Muchmore doesn’t need nice clothes, a fancy car, or anything else money can buy. He has something seen as much more valuable. He’s got the status of worshipped star quarterback. And at Wolf Ridge High, that puts him somewhere in the vicinity of a god.

I eye my last chance at getting to school on time and weigh the chance of catching a ride with them.

Unlike the rest of the kids at Wolf Ridge High, the Muchmores don’t just pretend they don’t see me. They throw scowls in my direction. Hateful glares, even. I met them the day I moved in—went over and introduced myself because they came out to gawk.

They barely answered, looking at me like I had two heads. Tay Swift has had friendlier interactions with Kanye than I had with the Muchmores that day.

But right now I need a lift to school. Even if I walk, I’ll be late for my Spanish exam, and calling my mom is out. If she has to leave work to drive me, I’ll definitely get an earful about how I need to start driving again.

Besides, she has way too much on her plate with the new job.

Forcing my social anxiety to the background, I jog down the sidewalk to the curb and flag down Cole. He slows but doesn’t stop. His sister Casey, a sophomore with resting bitch-face, rolls down the window.

Cole leans across her. His dark hair is tousled, his full lips twisted in a lopsided smirk. “What’s wrong, Pink, miss the bus?”

Pink.

He’s referring to the streak of pale pink that cuts through the front of my dark hair of course. The nickname and my unfortunate physical reaction to Cole Muchmore’s nearness throws me off for a sec. Ride. I need a ride.

I stand on tiptoes to see into the truck and meet Cole’s eye. “Yeah, any chance I could catch a ride?” I curse myself for sounding like a timid mouse.

He shrugs his shoulders with a mock-rueful expression. “Sorry, Pink. I would offer, but there’s no room.”

Bullshit. There’s clearly plenty of room between the two siblings, and he’s just being a dick. I hear his deep chuckle as his sister rolls up her window.

My face flushes hot as they drive away, and a thick knot forms in my throat, heat burning the back of my eyes.

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