Read Online Disobedient Cowboys [Lone Wolves of Shay Falls 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by J. Rose Allister - Free Book Online

balanced on hind legs with their front paws wrapped around each other’s shoulders. Stephen drew blood on Caleb’s muzzle, and he retaliated by using their bizarre stance to shove Stephen backward against the wall. In this position, it was easy to see the large, pink erections straining out from the furry sheaths beneath their bellies. As vicious as their snapping fangs and prolonged growls were, it was clear both of them were highly aroused over the thrill of the challenge.
    Caleb pressed his advantage until he had Stephen cornered against the wall, and Rose realized she’d been edging her way along the opposite wall until she found herself by the kitchen. From there, it was a fast shot around the corner to the front door. Stephen yelped in pain when Caleb buried his teeth in the wolf’s neck, and while they were distracted, Rose made her move.
    She slipped out the door and began a hasty jog away from the apartment complex. Where she was going, she didn’t know or care. She just felt driven to outrun her insanity. Maybe some fresh air would help banish her delusions that the two men she seemed desperately attracted to weren’t even human.
    Werewolves. She’d hit her head harder than she’d thought.
    Rose struck out along the highway, headed in the opposite direction from the hospital so that she was traveling gently downhill. Perhaps leaving the battle zone had been a smart move, but going out into the mountain air with damp hair and a light sweater wasn’t. Nervous jitters quickly morphed into violent shivers from the sharp bite in the air. Her breath came in short, erratic puffs in front of her face as she quickened her steps to try and warm up.
    The mountain road had no street lighting save for the moon overhead, and the farther she jogged from the complex, the darker and less friendly the surroundings became. The woods loomed tall and close, hugging the road just a few feet from the dirt shoulder flanking the two-lane highway. As soon as she left the pavement for the safer option of the soft dirt, she stepped onto a small, round stone that dug painfully into the arch of her foot.
    “Ouch!” she cried as she pressed on. She’d forgotten she only had on her slipper socks, which were now getting wet and dirty from the damp earth, leaves, and pine needles that were being ground into the soles with each pounding footstep.
    She folded her arms tight across herself to fend off the cold, wishing her pace would hurry and heat up rapidly stiffening muscles. A rustling sound from the nearby woods startled her, however, and she stopped for a moment, breathing hard as her eyes fought to adjust enough to the low light to see into the woods.
    What the hell was she doing out here? It was freezing cold, and it was nighttime in an unfamiliar stretch of woods where things lurked in the dark. And she’d just discovered what sort of “things” existed in this crazy town. Now that she’d stopped, her head was starting to spin again too, making everything seem that much more foreign and disorienting.
    The darkness threatened to close in over her as she stood there, her teeth chattering while she tried to force some plausible reasoning back into her thoughts. Which choice was safer—running around in the great unknown, or returning to the hallucination of a pair of rabid werewolves tearing up the place?
    She frowned. Wait. None of that was real, was it? She was just confused. The men were fighting over her, maybe. But not as animals.
    She headed out again, away from her confusing life. Maybe she should call the police and ask them to check and see whether two werewolves had taken over her apartment. Right.
    Rose grimaced as her feet hit more stones. “Damn.”
    She blinked away the whirling in her head and jogged faster, almost stumbling over a pinecone. Maybe she could contact animal control instead. Tell them to bring the silver lassos.
    That made her giggle.
    “Maybe you should just turn around, fool,” she muttered.
    Deep