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Total pages in book: 60
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Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 291(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
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She's the law in town. Holds the handcuffs. The beauty can put them on me. Anytime.

One look and I'll do anything for the woman. Even help her break every rule she's vowed to uphold. Because sometimes doing things wrong is the only way to make it right.
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PROLOGUE

MEGAN

I eased the slender metal pry tool from my pocket and wedged it under the edge of the ceiling vent. A drop of sweat from my forehead hit the metal ductwork.

“Where are you, Meggie?” My dad’s voice was terse in the comms unit in my ear.

“About to drop down,” I murmured back, carefully pulling the vent cover beside me. My lanky, teenage body was wedged into the duct of the Tatum Auction House, twenty feet above the display case holding the Blue Empress Ring–a flawless Burmese sapphire set with baguette diamonds valued at over three million dollars. It was on display for viewing but was set to be sold Saturday. The window to nab the jewelry was now or never.

“The timeline moved up by five minutes.”

I froze. Five minutes.“Why?”

“Calculating error in the security system reboot. Looks like it’s coming online faster than expected.”

“What?” I whisper-shouted. Panic shot through me. I needed that time and a miscalculation was not part of the plan.

“Keep your cool. Do your job and get out, just like we rehearsed. There’s still plenty of time.”

That was easy for him to say. He was sitting in a van across the street with his eyes on a computer monitor. I was the one who would be caught if things went south. I was the one who was limber and small and fit and… all things he wasn’t.

But I trusted him. He knew what he was doing. We’d done this before. We were partners. Dad and daughter. A duo.

I eased the ceiling plate back, so I didn’t bump it and clipped my harness to the support rod. Slowly, slowly, I lowered myself into the room, head first to start, then I flipped my feet down to rappel. The lasers were still up, but the security monitoring cams were down.

“Ready,” I whispered when I hovered directly above the display case.

“Knocking out the power now.” My dad’s deep, reassuring voice sounded in my ear.

The lasers winked out.

I lowered myself another six inches, then clipped off to hold in place to pick the lock of the glass display case. The first time my dad and I had gone rappelling, it hadn’t been in a building but down the side of a mountain in Montana. Far from here.

“Hello there, beautiful,” I murmured to the Empress. She was stunning, even in the dark. Or maybe my reverence stemmed from the months of research we’d done about her.

I worked the lock of the case. It should’ve only taken me thirty seconds.

We’d practiced it hundreds of times.

But the angle was weird with me hanging over it instead of sitting or standing in front as I’d practiced. I couldn’t quite get the feel of the pins in the lock.

“Meg.” My dad’s voice was terse, making me jump and lose my place in the lock. “Do you have it?”

I bit my cheek, not wanting to admit my failure. “Almost,” I lied.

Crap!

This was the big job–the type my dad had been grooming me for the past three years. The little ones had all been practice. For fun.

I was not going to screw it up. I couldn’t let him down.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Let out the air and started over.

There. I finally unlocked it. I lifted the glass away and grabbed the Empress, sliding it on my middle finger. “Got it.”

Exhilaration shot through me as I held our prize.

“Get out of there.”

I’d never heard my dad’s voice so tight, but we’d never done jobs this big together before.

I unlocked the rope and clicked the button to activate the miniature winch to haul me up.

That was when all hell broke loose.

The lasers came on. The alarm blared.

All my training went out the window, and I froze, even though I rose higher and higher. Panic kicked in, nerves firing. Oh my God!

“Dad?”

“Meg, get out!”

Well, duh.

My head hit the support beam in the ductwork as the winch continued to raise me as I grimaced. Sweating, trembling, I crawled back in and replaced the vent cover with shaky hands, just as the interior lights flew on and shouts sounded.

Fuck.

My heart pounded.

The police were there. Or the auction house security.

It was okay. I could still get out.

“Dad?” I whisper-hissed.

He didn’t answer.

“Dad!”

What in the hell had happened to him? Had he been picked up?

Okay. It was okay. We’d never once trained for the possibility that a job would be botched in some way. I didn't know what to do. I forced myself to take a breath and exhale before I moved.

I could stay in these ducts all night if I had to. No one knew I was here.

But as soon as I had the thought, I got claustrophobic. It didn’t make sense–I’d never been this way before, and I had a fair amount of practice with scrabbling through ducts and other small spaces.


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Hero (Alpha Mountain #1) Read Online Renee Rose http://www.wownovels.com/hero-alpha-mountain-1-read-online-renee-rose Tue, 24 May 2022 09:11:31 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/hero-alpha-mountain-1-read-online-renee-rose Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Alpha Mountain Series by Renee Rose
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She’s my best friend’s sister. Off-limits. Before he died, I promised I’d never touch her.
After years in the military, I’m back in Montana determined to clear his name.
No one’s hero. Just a mountain man. A mercenary set on revenge. Now, I owe it to my friend to protect his sister.
Except being near her shreds my resolve. She tempts me at every turn.
Each day is a brutal torment, and my honor and willpower … are about to snap.
****Welcome to Alpha Mountain, the powerful new series by USA Today bestselling authors Vanessa Vale and Renee Rose. Where strong, alpha men will move mountains to protect and claim their women.
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Prologue

FORD

* * *

Buck and I carried the empty keg between us.

Here in Sparks, there was no war. No enemy. The only chance of being killed tonight was from alcohol poisoning or getting eaten by a bear.

We were used to moving around under the cover of darkness, but that was to evade the enemy, not to cut across a field beneath a Montana black night sky.

Neither of us had been home for over sixteen months, and I’d forgotten how dark it got. No big cities anywhere nearby. No desert either. We weren’t wearing our fatigues, and we weren’t carrying multiple weapons.

“Did you hear Lee Landers is taking over his dad’s mechanic shop?” Buck asked.

“I know. The most exotic thing he’ll see of the world is the undercarriage of a sixty-seven GTO.” I took a deep breath.

Fuck, I missed that scent. The tang of pine and damp earth was as much a reminder of home as Gram and Gramps. Or the twenty or so friends from high school who had just finished off this keg, listening to music, fooling around and having fun in the back forty behind us.

“The undercarriage I want to see is that of Kenzie Michelson. She was hot in high school, but did you see her tonight? Were her tits always that big?” Buck held up his hands to show how big he thought they were as he grinned.

“Why the hell are you helping me carry this keg when you could be helping Kenzie out of her panties?”

Our long legs ate up the distance between the party and the truck. The get-together was in the usual party spot by the creek, originally chosen so my grandparents wouldn’t know about any of the late night get-togethers. Of course, I’d been stupid to think that. They’d been pissed back in the day when they’d learned of them, but now? I was twenty-three. I’d had hair on my balls for years, but I’d also become a SEAL and gone to war. Neither of them gave a shit if I wanted to get drunk with a few old friends. Hell, they were content I was in one piece. And home.

They were off on a trip to a nearby casino for two nights, having their own kind of good time.

“She’s not port pussy,” Buck countered, stopping when we got to the truck. He leaned against the back end. “Still, I get the feeling she wants me to be her ride out of town.”

I remembered Kenzie, big tits and all. I’d been cautious where I stuck my dick in high school because I had plans. Plans that didn’t involve a surprise baby and wife at eighteen. I’d wanted out of Sparks, to follow in Gramps’ footsteps in the military. So I understood where Buck was coming from. We both might be up for a fun fuck but nothing more than that.

I pulled down the tailgate and jumped into the bed. Fuck, I loved this truck. I’d bought it when I was sixteen after spending the summer working at the seed and feed lugging sacks of grain, bales of hay and every other piece of heavy farming shit. It’d helped me get into shape for basic training and eventually BUD/S.

That had been hell, but I had Buck to tell me to stop being a pussy whenever I had an inkling of quitting. Now it seemed I had to give him a pep talk to get laid or at least blow his load. There wasn’t any chance for it deployed.

“Get her to suck you off,” I told him. “She won’t get pregnant from that.”

There. Problem solved.

“Think we’ll ever fit back in here?” Buck wondered, glancing around, Kenzie forgotten. The only thing visible in the dark was the backside of the house and a hint of Gramps’ workshop beyond.

“Who the hell knows. I didn’t survive drown-proofing to plant wheat and drive a fucking tractor for a living.”

“Do you miss it?” Buck cocked his head with the usual tilt.

The back stoop light cast a glow across his face. His blond hair was cut military short. He hadn’t shaved in a few days, but he still couldn’t grow a damn beard. Not even a mustache. An inch taller than me, Buck was leaner. He was a faster swimmer, but I had him in hand-to-hand combat. Not that anyone from around here understood anything about what our lives entailed. What we endured, so they could fuck beside a bonfire.

“Sparks?” I ran my hand over the back of my neck. It was late August and summer was still hanging on. Barely. The air was cool, and this was Montana. We had another week to go before we were due back in San Diego, but the chance for the weather to turn was always a possibility this far north and at this higher altitude. “I miss snow.”


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