She gestured with her hand. “For all this. I don’t even like to think where my pack and I would be if you hadn’t gotten us out of the mess we were in.”
Eric brushed her hair back from her face with a gentle hand. “You would have gotten them out all by yourself. That’s what an alpha does.”
Jayna wasn’t sure about that, but it made her feel all warm inside to know that Eric thought so. She might be her pack’s alpha, but Eric was hers. He saw things in her that she never would have seen for herself. But she guessed that’s what happened when you found The One. They made you better than you could ever be on your own.
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Here’s a sneak peek at book four in Paige Tyler’s sizzling SWAT series
To Love a Wolf
It must be payday. Either that, or God hated him. As Cooper strode across the bank’s lobby and got in line behind the twenty other people already there, he wasn’t sure which.
He’d been so exhausted after work he hadn’t even bothered to shower off and change into civvies at the SWAT compound like he usually did. Instead, he’d come straight to the bank in his combat boots, military cargo pants, and a dark blue T-shirt with the Dallas PD emblem and the word SWAT on the left side of his chest. He couldn’t wait to get home and throw everything in the wash so he could grab something to eat and fall into bed.
He bit back a growl as the man at the front of the line plunked a cardboard box full of rolled coins down on the counter and started lining the different denominations in front of the teller.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” he muttered.
A tall, slender woman with long, golden-brown hair a few people ahead gave him a quick, understanding smile over her shoulder. He smiled back, but she’d already turned around. He waited, hoping she’d glance his way again, but she didn’t.
He hated going to the bank, but his SWAT teammate had finally paid off the bet they’d made months ago about whether his squad leader and the newest member of the team would end up being a couple. Instead of giving Cooper the hundred bucks in cash like a normal person, Brooks had given him a frigging check.
When Officer Khaki Blake had walked into the training room for the first time, every pair of eyes in the room immediately locked on her—except for Cooper’s. Oh, he’d noticed she was attractive. But he’d been more interested in watching how the rest of the SWAT team reacted. While most of the guys had checked her out with open curiosity, none of their hearts had pounded as hard as his squad leader’s, Corporal Xander Riggs. Cooper had immediately pegged Khaki as The One for Xander, and vice versa.
But just because Cooper accepted the concept of The One didn’t mean he bought into the idea that there were women in the world for him and the other remaining thirteen single members of the Pack. Cooper wasn’t jaded when it came to love, but he wasn’t naive, either.
The two people ahead of Cooper finally got fed up and walked away. He quickly stepped forward and found himself behind the attractive woman who’d smiled earlier. He couldn’t help noticing that she looked exceptionally good in a pair of jeans. Or that her long, silky hair had the most intriguing gold highlights when the light caught it just right. She smelled so delicious he had to fight the urge to bury his nose in her neck. Damn, he must be more tired than he thought. If he wasn’t careful he’d be humping her leg next.
He opened his mouth to say something charming, but all that came out was a yawn big enough to make his jaw crack. The woman in front of him must have heard it too, because she turned around.
“And I thought I’d been waiting in line a long time,” she said, giving him a smile so breathtaking it damn near made his heart stop. “You look like you’re ready to fall asleep on your feet.”
Cooper knew he should reply, but he was so mesmerized by her perfect skin, clear green eyes, and soft lips that he couldn’t do anything but stare. He felt like a teenager back in high school again.
“Um, yeah. Long day,” he finally managed.
What the hell was wrong with him?
Acknowledgments
I hope you had as much fun reading Becker and Jayna’s story as I had writing it! When hubby and I met with Jayna over a dinner of spicy chicken at P.F. Chang’s, we knew we needed to pair her up with a SWAT hunk who was the sensitive type. She had some issues to work through and needed the right alpha werewolf to help her do it. Becker immediately came to mind because he has this boyish quality about him we thought would be perfect for her. And when we found out how many pairs of yoga pants she owns, that sealed the deal. Because we all know how much Becker loves a woman in yoga pants. Luckily, Jayna and Becker fell hard and fast for each other from the moment we introduced them!