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Bite of the Moon: Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance Boxed Set
Book: Bite of the Moon: Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance Boxed Set Read Online Free
Author: Erika Masten, Catherine Vale, Bryce Evans, Michelle Fox, Elle Boon, Katalina Leon
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them, one by one, to the back seat of the cruiser.
    Removing the keys from the ignition and making sure the car was locked up tight, Kane said, "I’m going to go look for that wolf you saw. Sit tight."
    He didn’t wait for a response and made for the woods, feeling an increasing sense of urgency to find Charlotte and make sure she was okay.
     

Chapter Four
    Charlotte hunkered down under a bush, trembling with fear and adrenaline. Pain screamed in her leg, shooting up into her spine and raising her hackles. She’d reached her car just as the two construction workers came out of Java Jump, still talking about killing wolves. Feeling more stable after her run-in with Kane, she had tried to breathe through her emotions and not listen to what the men were saying. Her wolf had been there, but pacing quietly through her blood, not riled to the point of jumping through. At least, not yet.
    Then they caught sight of her, and everything went horribly wrong.
    "Hey, sweet cheeks," the blond said. "I’m Dylan, and you look lonely."
    "Dylan," said his friend, with an expression of disapproval. "We got to get to work, man."
    "Shut it, Stan." Dylan held up a hand. "We live in a small town, and there aren't that many pretty girls around. If I pass her up now, who knows when I’ll see her again? Maybe never." Dylan shook his head. "No, I need to get her number now."
    And then he’d sidled up to her, his tar scent fuming in the air. Charlotte had taken a step back, but he'd just followed, eyes fixed on her chest. "Give me your number, baby, and I’ll make you a happy woman."
    "Never going to happen," Charlotte said through clenched teeth. Revulsion crawled up and down her spine.
    Dylan crowded her, cornering her against her car, boxing her in with his arms. "Come on, darlin'. I'm the kind of man who appreciates a big woman like you. I bet you don't meet too many guys like me." He bit his lip as his eyes practically fell out of his head to land in her cleavage.
    "Oh, spare me," Charlotte snapped, disgusted. Guys who thought she was desperate because of her weight made her skin crawl. She might be big, she wasn't ugly. Finding a date wasn't the problem; finding the one was.
    She moved to turn away from him, but he grabbed her arm and held her in place. "Hey, now. I’m a good person to know here in Glen Vine. How is it we haven’t met?"
    "Just lucky, I guess." Charlotte licked her lips as her eyes locked on the pulse jumping in his throat. Her teeth lengthened in her mouth. Her wolf was dying to rip the guy’s throat out. It wanted to shred its way through her flesh and then feast on this asshole until he was just a smear of blood on the concrete.
    Charlotte tried to talk her wolf down, but animal instinct had taken over. Dylan was a threat, and threats must be dealt with. She’d reached the point of no return; a shift was imminent.
    Clamping a hand over her mouth to hide her wolf teeth, Charlotte did the only thing that made sense to her panic-stricken brain, she slammed her knee straight up into Dylan’s groin. He dropped to the ground, hands clutching his crotch, howling in pain.
    Stan came rushing over, eyes flashing with anger. "You bitch. I’ll teach you to do that to a man." He reached for her, but she was ready. With a quick thrust of her arm, she swung her purse up and clobbered him in the head. Stan staggered at the impact, but kept coming, his hands finding her neck.
    Hair sprouted up and down her arms, legs, and back, making her itch between her shoulder blades. Her wolf was running to the rescue. Terrified they would see her shift, she head butted Stan with all her strength. For good measure, she nailed his crotch too, and then she ran behind some bushes.
    Already she’d lost part of her humanity, her spine lengthening and stretching her shirt to its breaking point. The fabric ripped, splitting down her back. She had just enough time to shove her purse deep under one of the bushes before her human body disappeared,
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