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Enticing Elliott
Amber Kell
A Literary Road Press Publication
Literaryroad.com
6523 California Ave SW, #193
Seattle, WA 98136
ISBN: 978-1-934037-61-4
Copyright © 2009 Amber Kell
Cover design by RDF
Photos provided by Stock Exchange
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permission.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the
product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to
actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.
Chapter One
Elliott looked at the big metal door with the wolf head knocker and almost
balked. There was no sign on the outside or even in the darkened windows
that this was a nightclub, just a big metal door. The entire lack of a line
outside made him extremely nervous. He almost ran.
Almost.
But Anthony had asked him to come, ordered him really. He couldn’t
say no to Anthony. He didn’t know anyone who could. There was
something about the man that made you want to make him happy, want to
do what he asked.
No matter how ridiculous.
Like wearing leather pants and a copper-colored mesh shirt. Hell even
the boots were an Anthony requirement. There was nothing so
embarrassing as having your new boss take you shopping and then
demand your attendance at a bar...club…whatever.
He wasn’t even sure it was legal for Anthony to do this. Of course he
wouldn’t be the one bringing that up.
He’d met the man’s mate.
Tentatively he took the wolf knocker and banged it a few times.
Immediately, the door opened to a tall lean man with short black hair
and massive shoulders. Cool grass-green eyes looked him up and down.
“Yes?”
Nerves had Elliott shaking his head back and forth more of a spasm
than a voluntary movement. “A-Anthony invited me.”
“Name?”
“Elliott Samuels.”
Those green eyes examined him intently. “Samuels?” He knew what
the guy was implying, but he didn’t have a pack. He’d never had a pack.
“I’m half-wolf. No pack.” He wasn’t ashamed, no matter how piercing
that gaze was.
“Can you change?”
Elliott didn’t know why it mattered but he nodded. “Full independent
change.”
Some half-wolves couldn’t. Couldn’t change or involuntarily changed
under a full moon.
“Excellent.” The man gave him a smile that could only be
called…wolfish.
Elliott had the dizzying sensation that he was the prey.
The man pulled a walkie-talkie phone from a clip on his low riding
black jeans. Elliott blinked at how low those jeans really rode. He could
swear he could almost see the man’s pubic hair.
“I need a replacement.” The bouncer’s voice was low and pleasant
sliding through Elliott’s body like an aural aphrodisiac.
Damn he was fine. Elliott willed his body not to harden. His leather
pants left nothing to the imagination. They might not ride as low as the hot
bouncer’s jeans, but they had a snugger fit that would let everyone know
he wasn’t wearing underwear. Anthony said it would give him unattractive
lines.
He was reconsidering his current employment.
“Coming.” A scratchy female voice said over the speakerphone pulling
Elliott’s attention back to the bouncer.
The gorgeous wolf hung up and pinned Elliott with those stunning
green eyes.
“It will be just a moment.” He flashed a wicked smile. “Like what you
see?”
Elliott swallowed. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to stare.” He could feel his
cheeks burning with embarrassment, one of the problems with having pale
skin. His mother always said it was his great-grandmother’s Irish
complexion, but since the woman died before he was born he only had her
memory and a few grainy photographs to support that theory.
The bouncer chuckled. “If I didn’t want people looking I wouldn’t
wear them so low.”
“I’m Parker.” He held out one massive paw to Elliott who cautiously
took the other man’s hand. He was surprised at how gentle the handshake
was. The large man was obviously careful of his massive strength.
“I’m here.” A pretty woman who was even shorter than Elliott’s five-
nine walked up the stairs. She took one look at Elliott and gave a wide
smile. “I’m Shara, who are you?”
“This is Elliott.” Parker said blocking Elliott with his larger frame
before she could offer her hand. “Anthony invited him.”
“Hmm. And it takes a personal escort to take him to Anthony?” Her
eyes were brilliant blue and sparkled with mischief.
“Just give me fifteen minutes.” He growled. Turning back to Elliott he
said, “come with me.”
Elliott resisted any possible smart ass response that involved coming
and the hot black-haired man leading the way with his tight, round ass.
That didn’t stop him from looking though.
Parker glanced back at the pretty brown-haired wolf and bit back a
growl. He searched his mind for some fabulous present for the alpha mate.
The man was going to get a big reward for bringing Parker his mate.
Unless he intended Elliott for someone else then they were going to have
words.
Unpleasant ones.
Unfortunately, even if he could get himself to attack Anthony, the man
would fry his ass before he took the first lunge. Sometimes it was a
disadvantage to have a non-wolf alpha mate.
Glancing back at the pretty, pretty man, he decided sometimes there
were even bigger advantages. Elliott was small by wolf standards probably
due to the half-wolf blood. But the man had beautiful reddish-brown hair,
cut in finger tantalizing layers and clear blue eyes like the sky on a perfect
summer day. The man’s body was sleek and compact with a hint of a six
pack beneath his extremely sexy fitted shirt.
Parker concentrated on going down the remaining stairs without
falling on his ass. He wouldn’t make a very good impression if he
stumbled down the stairs while trying to impress his mate with his
gracefulness.
He swiped his card at the bottom of the stairs and opened the door.
“There’s a lot of security here.” Elliott said.
Parker shrugged. “It’s not only a club it’s also our home. Well, for a
lot of the pack. I have a house I inherited from my mother.”
“What about your father?”
“He died when I was young, my parents weren’t mates.” The rest of
his family weren’t worth his time.
The pulse of the music hit them as they walked through the door.
Parker scanned the room looking for the largest concentration of people.
That was where he knew they’d find Anthony. Up on the second level
there was a massive crowd and he saw the dark head of their alpha above
the group.
“Come on.” Parker wrapped an arm around the smaller man to protect
him from the jostling crowd.
“Parker, what have you got there?” Mikel, one of the local vampires
sauntered over with a gleam in his eyes as he took in Elliott’s outfit.
Parker pulled the smaller wolf closer and bared his teeth. “He’s a
friend of Anthony’s. I’m taking him over to him.”
Mikel gave a sly smile, flashing a bit of fang. “I know how busy you
are, how about I take him over to Anthony so you can get back to work.”
A low growl poured out of Parker’s chest.
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