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Baiting Ben

Moon Pack, book 2

Amber Kell

Published by Silver Publishing

Publisher of Erotic Romance

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Dedication:

I dedicate this book to everyone who loves wolves

and the idea of people turning into them.

Baiting Ben

Amber Kell

Chapter One

Benjamin Sallen entered the club with wide eyes

and a hopeful heart. It was a toss-up what was more

fascinating; the flashing lights, the flow of dancing bodies

writhing half naked across the floor, or the scantily clad

waiters sashaying around with trays of food? After filling

out innumerable forms to validate his werekin status, he

was finally allowed through the club doors.

His enhanced werewolf senses absorbed the smells

of sweat, lust, and sex. Never had he gotten so hard, so fast,

but the pheromones filling the room would make anyone

want to have sex. Ben had come to find a mate, but at that

moment he would take hot, sweaty sex with a total stranger

if it would take the edge off. As it was, his dick was trying

to burst through the zipper of his favorite jeans. He

wondered if this was the type of club that had a room in the

back for the convenience of its members.

Ben jumped back as a wereleopard slammed his

partner against the wall and started dry humping him.

Maybe they didn't need a private area. Shaking his head, he

walked through the dance floor, towards the bar. His throat

was dry and he didn't have to work tomorrow. His job as an

independent CPA let him set his own hours and prevented

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him from having to answer embarrassing questions about

why he couldn't work on days close to a full moon.

After months of settling into his new environment

and living without a pack, he yearned for the touch of

another werekin. Even the brief brush of flesh from the

shifters on the dance floor helped soothe the lonely animal

beneath his skin. Despite leaving his Alaskan pack only six

months ago, he was desperate for the company of others

like him. Hunting under a full moon wasn't the same

without a pack; it lacked the joyous luster, and the prey he

could catch was more of the rabbit variety than a fully-

grown deer.

Purchasing the club membership was his chance at a

new life. If he met and mated with a local werekin he could

gain acceptance into the pack. Even if he hooked up with

another lone wolf, at least they could become a pack of

two. In werekin culture anything was better than one. Lone

creatures didn't survive long in the big bad world,

especially small ones. At five feet nine inches, Ben was on

the short side for a wolf shifter. He blamed that on his

human mother. If he was full-blooded he would easily have

topped six feet. At least he could shift. He'd heard of half-

blooded werekin who were unable to shift but still felt the

call of the moon. Ben decided they must be in a special

type of hell, one he was lucky enough not to be a part of.

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Using his smaller size to slip through the crowds,

Ben made his way to the long wooden bar covering most of

the back wall. The bartender moved with a fluidity that

screamed cat shifter.

"What can I get you?" The bartender batted his long

sable lashes over a pair of piercing sea green eyes. "Besides

me."

Ben chuckled. "A rum and coke, please."

"Oooh a polite one." The bartender's hands moved

so fast the motion blurred. In seconds he was presenting

Ben's drink with a flourish and a flirty wink. "Anything

else?"

After giving the cute cat a tip in the glass jar beside

him, Ben flashed a grin of his own. "Not right now, but I'll

let you know if that changes."

It wouldn't. He was looking for one of his own kind.

In his wilder days the cat would've been a prime hookup,

but he was looking for something more permanent. Ben

wanted a mate. He wouldn't get it where he came from. At

the Great Claiming none of the werekin had stepped

forward to choose him. Maybe if Dillon had been home

things would've been different.

Maybe.

An image of a tall, dark werewolf with forest green

eyes flashed in his mind. Ben ruthlessly pushed it away

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along with his feelings of longing. It had hurt to leave the

pack knowing he'd never see the handsome man again, but

Dillon was part of his past and tonight was about securing

his future.

"Hello there, cute stuff," a rough voice spoke from

behind him. He turned to see a huge man with cold black

eyes looking him over like Ben was a prime piece of meat

he wanted to devour.

"Um. Hi." He gave a polite smile and shifted a bit to

the side to look around the other man. A sniff proved the

guy was werekin, but not one with any mate potential. He

didn't give off the right scent.

To Ben's shock the man settled a heavy arm around

him. "What do you say you and I get to know each other

better? I'm Ned, what's your name?" It was more a

statement than a question, as the other man was already

lifting him off his barstool and guiding him towards the

exit.

"B-Ben." Panic rabbited in his chest. Great, his first

time in the club and already he was in trouble. Why did

things like this always happen to him? All he wanted to do

was meet the werewolf of his dreams and settle down, not

be kidnapped by a Neanderthal.

"There you are, honey. Ned, thank you for finding

him for me."

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"Thomas." Ned's arm fell off his shoulders so

quickly Ben lost his balance, causing him to stumble into

the speaker. Firm arms wrapped around him, surrounding

him in a comforting embrace. He had the oddest sensation

of coming home.

"Hello, honey." Ben's quick glance up gave him an

impression of laughing hazel eyes and a wide white smile

before warm lips descended and kissed him to within an

inch of his life. Heat burned through his body. Whimpering

he moved closer to the other man, rubbing his erection

against the newcomer. The man called Thomas, felt long,

hard, and perfect against him. The smell of wet dew on a

grassy meadow filled his senses. He fought back the urge to

howl at the rightness of his scent.

His.

The stranger pulled back. Ben snarled, his gums

burning as his teeth elongated in preparation to bite. His

wolf wanted to mark the other man so everyone could see.

How dare he pull away, the man was his! He battled his

instincts to take the larger man down like a lame deer. To

bite him, fuck him, and make sure everyone knew he was

claimed. Startled by the violence of his thoughts, Ben

stepped back.

"I guess he
is
yours," Ned said behind him. "You

better keep an eye on him before some mate hunter steals

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him away." The words trailed off as Ned walked back into

the crowd, quickly swallowed by the crowd of dancing

people.

Trying to subdue his oddly aggressive wolf, Ben

gave his head a little shake. As one of the least alpha

members of the pack, he was surprised at this sudden

compulsion to claim the other man. Hope burst through him

as he wondered if maybe he'd found what he was looking

for after all.

A small part of him protested that this man wasn't

Dillon. Ben ruthlessly suppressed it and turned his attention

on the tall, dark man who looked like a model from a

glossy magazine. The kind you had to read with one hand.

* * * *

Thomas looked down at the pretty red-haired wolf

and almost came right then. Gold eyes, an aquiline nose,

and lips so lush they would make a straight man dream of

fucking men. He'd seen prettier men, his alpha had the most

beautiful man on the planet for his partner, but he'd never

met one so compelling.

Mate
.

The word whispered across his mind, a message

from his inner wolf. Everything fell into place, the smell,

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the looks, and the incredible kiss. There was no doubt in his

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