Hot and Badgered - Shelly Laurenston

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HOT and BADGERED

The Honey Badgers Chronicles

SHELLY LAURENSTON

KENSINGTON PUBLISHING CORP.

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Table of Contents

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Title Page

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Dedication

PROLOGUE

chapter ONE

chapter TWO

chapter THREE

chapter FOUR

chapter FIVE

chapter SIX

chapter SEVEN

chapter EIGHT

chapter NINE

chapter TEN

chapter ELEVEN

chapter TWELVE

chapter THIRTEEN

chapter FOURTEEN

chapter FIFTEEN

chapter SIXTEEN

chapter SEVENTEEN

chapter EIGHTEEN

chapter NINETEEN

chapter TWENTY

chapter TWENTY-ONE

chapter TWENTY-TWO

chapter TWENTY-THREE

chapter TWENTY-FOUR

chapter TWENTY-FIVE

chapter TWENTY-SIX

chapter TWENTY-SEVEN

chapter TWENTY-EIGHT

chapter TWENTY-NINE

chapter THIRTY

chapter THIRTY-ONE

chapter THIRTY-TWO

EPILOGUE

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

KENSINGTON BOOKS are published by

Kensington Publishing Corp.

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© 2018 Shelly Laurenston

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any means without the prior written consent of the publisher, excepting brief quotes used in reviews.

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KENSINGTON and the K logo are Reg. U.S. Pat. & TM Off.

: 978-1-4967-1434-3

First Electronic Edition: April 2018

-13: 978-1-4967-1436-7

-10: 1-4967-1436-9

To my California family who taught me the true meaning of sisterhood.

I love you guys.

PROLOGUE

Charles Taylor didn’t realize until that moment how fast life could flip on a man.

One second he’d been listening to two crazy women he’d known for years try to talk him into taking over the Pack from the young, arrogant wolf they all hated. The next second the doorbell rang . . . and everything changed. Forever.

He’d opened the front door to the main Pack house and found his twelve-year-old granddaughter standing there with her two half-sisters.

The other two weren’t his granddaughters. His daughter had taken in the offspring of her worthless ex-boyfriend because that’s what she was like, his Carlie. She’d taken those girls in and raised them like her own. Without question. Without resentment. And because it was the right thing to do, as far as Carlie was concerned.

So when Charles opened the front door and saw those three girls standing there, dirty, bruised, with that wounded look in their eyes . . . he knew. He knew his baby girl was gone. He knew it and was devastated by it.

But what could he do? Do what his daughter would want. Take the three girls in. Raise them, even the two who weren’t only not his blood but weren’t even a tiny bit wolf. The middle one was full honey badger, like her idiot father and her criminal mother, who was doing hard time in a Bulgarian prison after a jewelry heist went bad.

The second one was half honey badger and half tiger, and his Packmates were not fans of cats. Not even a little. They didn’t tolerate the house cats that roamed around their Wisconsin neighborhood. So what would they do to this little one with the big eyes and the stink of cat coming off her?

The girls did have one thing in their favor, though . . . they were young. The oldest twelve, the middle eleven, and the baby not even eight yet.

When the two She-wolves saw the girls, they gasped and immediately ushered the children in, leading them to the living room he’d just escaped from.

“What happened?” Lotti asked his granddaughter. “Where’s your mama?”

His granddaughter looked up at him and, again, he saw the answer in her eyes. Just as he’d seen the answer when he’d opened the front door.

“My daughter’s dead,” he said flatly, still trying to process exactly what that meant.

Lotti and Jane went silent, hands stopping