A wet washcloth was handed to Alistair and he slapped it none too gently on the back of her neck. She tried to lift her head and he pushed her back down and glared at his brother. He had to take his anger out on someone, and he was the perfect target for it. “You had to scare her off on the first day, didn’t you? You just couldn’t stand the fact that you didn’t know that Colette wouldn’t work for you and that I’d found you suitable help in the meantime.” His brother started to speak, but Bronwyn lifted her head again and he shoved her back down. “You should be horsewhipped.”
The shrill whistle made him leap from Bronwyn. He’d heard men whistle like that, but never a woman. He smiled at her when she stood. Damn, but this girl had spirit. “You will not shove me around like an old, unwanted piece of furniture.”
Ryland told her to sit down and shut up and she stepped close enough to him to touch. “And I am not a dog to be ordered about like one either.” She stomped to the elevator again. Bronwyn didn’t need this crap and she certainly didn’t need it from a bunch of rich pricks that seemed to be out to make her life worse than it already was. She stepped off the elevator and headed for the door. No way was she working for these idiots.
Ryland tried his best to tell the woman what she was going to do but she thwarted him at every turn. When he found her living in one of his abandoned warehouse set for demolition he nearly went through the roof. Until he saw her in action, using powers that he’d never seen before. Then nothing could keep him from her.
She was his mate, someone he was sworn to protect. But it didn’t work out that way. She was the protector and he was man enough to realize it, and none too soon because the men after her were playing for keeps and Ryland was afraid his streak, his family of weretigers were going to need all the help they could get from her.
“What the f–k do you mean wait? I can feel your terror now. Something has happened and either you tell me now, or I’m coming down there now.” Alistair was being held close to the man behind him and begged Ryland to stay away.
“You’ll only get yourself killed, and your wife will kill me if you do.” He took a deep breath as they moved in the hall and Alistair got his first look around. “I’m being held with a gun to my head to be, as he put it, a shield. Call for help but stay away, please. I can see seven bodies right in front of me, and I don’t want to see you among them. Please, Ryland, listen to me for once.”
Then, a lovely woman steps in front of Alistair and his would be killer. She was going to get him killed, he just knew it. But when she kills his would be assassin and gets shot in the process, he can only think of one thing. She’s his mate.
Ally is on the run and has no idea why she’d stepped in to save the arrogant lawyer. She detests them as a general rule and since her ex-husband is one… well, Ally doesn’t want anything to do with the handsome man.
Lance Isaac wants his wife back – he needs her back – to die for him. But, when Alistair steps in and takes her away, Lance decides to kill them both.
The Golden Men stick together. Especially when it comes to saving the women of their streak. Alistair knows his brothers will help him keep his mate safe, but will she let them? It certainly doesn’t seem that way. But when Lance shows up telling him that Allyson is his, Alistair decides to show him that messing with his family is as good as stepping in front of a moving train. It just isn’t a smart move – but then again Lance isn’t all that smart.
Ryland isn’t the only sexy Golden.
Find out in the next installment of the Golden Streak Series – Alistair.
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