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    Dirty Deeds
    Dirty Deeds
    Dirty Deeds
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    Dirty Deeds

    By Crystal Dawn

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    Bad boys are fun to play with but do they ever settle down?
    His club, Ravenous Wolves, was known and feared locally. They had a reputation for doing whatever was needed, no matter how dirty, to get their desired results. He wanted to shed the nasty reputation to bring his club into the modern world and gain the respect they deserved. JC was ready for a mate, but he needed the perfect one.
    Destiny, she hated her name because it was often the butt of jokes. Now she was running. Her friend Tyne had sent her to an out of the way place in Oklahoma, but was she any safer here? Her former boss might not find her, but the alpha, JC was playing with her heart and that could hurt as much as being beaten up.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCrystal Dawn
    Release dateJun 4, 2017
    ISBN9781370827039
    Dirty Deeds
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    Crystal Dawn

    When she’s not out hunting rogue vampires and werewolves, you can find Crystal Dawn out exploring the galaxy. She can do it all without ever leaving her computer. She kicks ass, takes names, and puts it all down for the enjoyment of her readers. At least that’s what I think she told me. Writing came as a natural outlet for her overly creative mind. She has always told stories and even written some but publishing books didn't start until 2012 with The Rebirth, was the first of the Planet Amazon books. Crystal has also been lucky to have some wonderful beta readers who keep her on track and help inspire her.Secretly, she crushes on all her sexy heroes because all her stories end happily. That is one of the things that makes writing such a joy. Knowing that it makes her reader's day a little brighter. Not that she doesn't read sad books sometimes. While still in school, she read Where the Red Fern Grows and cried like a baby. It was a wonderful book and sometimes a bit of sadness has to be put in books because that's part of life. While she reads all kinds of books at some time or another, PNR and SFR, which she writes is what she reads the most for pleasure.When she started writing, she decided on going Indie after the first two books because an author has more control. She believes Indie will compete well and continues to grow. The need to give pleasure to her readers keeps her going and she sees a long career ahead. Growing up mostly in the NW Arkansas area, it has given her a good place to set some stories and many of her characters come from there or nearby SW Missouri.The start of her stories is the easy part. Finishing them is a little harder when all the stories are in there trying to get out. She loves reading, chocolate, fine sweet wine, and traveling among a large list of pursuits. Her favorite people, after her family and close friends, are her readers who she says are some of the most wonderful people in this galaxy and the next.

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      Dirty Deeds - Crystal Dawn

      The Tulsa Pack Series

      Book 1

      Dirty Deeds

      By Crystal Dawn

      Edited by Eagle Editing

      Cover by Star Bound Books

      2017 Copyright by Crystal Dawn

      This book is a work of fiction. All contents, including

      names, places, and events are the product of the

      author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any

      resemblance to persons, living or deceased, businesses,

      locations or events are completely coincidental.

      None of this work may be used, reproduced, exchanged

      or transmitted by anyone but the person the book was

      purchased for. Any reproductions of this book in any

      part or any form must be done with the express written

      permission of the author or not at all.

      Thank you for respecting the work of this author.

      Dedicated to bad boys everywhere and the women who love them.

      Prologue

      Loud music blared from inside as a group of riders on motorcycles pulled up. They looked tough as hell and ready to rumble if necessary. The one that led the way looked the toughest of all, but not in the usual way. That male was handsome, with no sign of scars nor did he have the look that often went with hard living.

      His triceps bulged showing he was no weakling. It also drew the eyes of the ladies, if you could call the females hanging out at Dick’s that. Jared Calvin Woods would never insult a female, but these females weren’t the kind that would interest him. This place, not too far from Tulsa, but far enough to avoid the hectic pace of the city, was what had pulled him in.

      An unbelievable story, but he’d won it in a card game last night. His fancy Tulsa lawyer had assured him it was all legal and he was now the proud owner of what was currently called Dick’s place. The second he’d walked in the door, the smell of cigarette smoke coupled with the stench of urine had hit his nose.

      As offensive as the odor was, it could all be washed away. The building was solidly built with brick and mortar. The inside was in need of cosmetic repairs, but nothing he and his guys couldn’t fix. They were tired of the road and with having no place to call home. This would be their headquarters, the start of the pack he intended to build.

      The council had already given him leave to claim the fourth of the state in the upper right hand corner of the map. A few small packs were located here, but none had been smart enough to get sanctioned by the council. JC didn’t care. He’d leave them alone if they left him and his alone and there were no problems.

      It was nineteen thirty-five with prohibition just coming to an end. This seemed a good time to own a bar, even a dump like this. He had big dreams, but not much money. That was okay because this was a good start.

      While prohibition was still enforced in Oklahoma, this bar operating as a private club had managed to stay in business in this remote area. JC had won it including everything it contained so he could start serving drinks as soon as he ran off the people currently inhabiting it. That included the sore loser he’d won it from.

      Apparently, the guy had believed his low life buddies would discourage JC and his crew from taking over. He didn’t realize that these bikers were more than just tough, they had inhuman strength. They’d also lived a life on the run performing whatever dirty deeds were necessary to support themselves. While JC wanted better for them, that life was in the future. Right now, they were about to do what they did best, kick ass.

      The man he’d won the bar from was hiding in the back more than happy to let his rough customers take on the battle for him. Checking out the men in the bar, he didn’t see a single one he felt would be a challenge. Some were so drunk, they could barely stand. The sound of shattering glass rang through the room as those men broke the tops off their beer bottles to turn them into weapons.

      That wouldn’t be enough to change the tide of the battle about to take place. What it would do, was ensure that if any of them harmed one of his males, they would suffer for it. The wolves growled low as they watched the low lifes the owner had gathered prepare to fight.

      His beta didn’t wait, he jumped the biggest guy in the group. A kick knocked the broken bottle out of his hands sending it crashing to the floor where it shattered with a loud sound. The guy, he was big as a mountain, but you know the saying. A fist to the head made his eyes roll back in his head. His body went tumbling to the ground without his brain to instruct it.

      As soon as their champion fell, all hell broke loose. JC believed some of the bums were just running toward the door because a few slunk out the back. His males didn’t see it that way. They rushed to face them head on. The owner was pale and shaking.

      You ready to call an end to this? JC asked.

      I’ve no place to go. The older man said.

      You put up the only place you have to call home in a poker game?

      I had a good hand. The old guy protested.

      I had a better one. There were several hands that would have also been better than yours. Half the table held hands better than yours.

      It’s true. I’m an old fool.

      Call off your buddies so we can talk. JC suggested.

      They both looked around to find most of the fighting was over. None of his wolves had been hurt so he was feeling generous. The upstairs had several rooms for customers to stay. He let the old guy stay there and he never regretted it. With Herbert’s help he managed to begin his plan of owning all the land around the bar one house and one business at a time.

      Herbert was an alright guy when he was sober. Twenty years later, they laid him to rest, and JC fought the tears that came to his eyes. Maybe humans could be okay after all.

      Chapter 1

      The Tulsa Pack

      Things had certainly changed a lot since the thirties. Not everyone agreed if it was all for the better or the worse. His pack had flourished, most members owned businesses of some sort or worked for those owned by the pack. He’d sent some of his males, the ones that had been with him from the start to college. Cade was a lawyer, sharp as a tack once he’d decided it was what he wanted to do. Grant, the quiet one that looked out for everyone was the pack doctor.

      Harvey had become an accountant. He’d been the youngest of the originals and the most serious. Jack was his mechanic, he ran the pack’s garage which did both mechanical and body work. That guy was a genius when working with anything with a motor. His beta, Tanner, well, being beta was a full time job. He oversaw the security and enforced pack as well as council law. Tanner headed the pack enforcers, they had a dozen or more at any given time.

      The pack had grown into one of the largest around. JC didn’t like assholes which many of the alphas of the smaller packs in his area had been. As new members joined giving information about alphas that did heinous things, the council had encouraged him to take those alphas out. Rogues or renegades had swelled his ranks from all over the country when they heard he was fair to everyone.

      It didn’t hurt that the pack itself was wealthy. They didn’t need money from their members to support them. JC loved the ladies, but he would never force one as so many other alphas had done. Someday he hoped to find a she-wolf to make him whole, but he’d wait to mate until that happened. Meanwhile he ran his bar, it catered to supernaturals. Wolf Springs, the surrounding town was magically warded so most humans couldn’t find it.

      His pack pretty much ran itself most of the time. His members were happy. Everyone knew happy wolves were easy to handle. They did their full moon runs once a month and celebrated all the appropriate holidays. JC went before the council once a year to inform them of whatever they thought they needed to know. Their pack had worked with many packs, even the St. Louis pack now that it had a decent alpha.

      JC had to admit life was good. If he missed having a mate with a couple of pups, well right now he had the single life. Mitzy, his main squeeze for now, thought he’d change his mind and mate her. Never going to happen, he’d told her so, but she ignored him. She was hot, but she could be a real bitch, no pun intended. When he found his mate someday, he wanted someone with a sweeter disposition.

      She needed to be kind as well as sympathetic to the females of the pack. Yeah, Mitzy would never do. He ought to send her on her way, but he was too lazy to hunt a replacement. She was also a good waitress, reliable and efficient. His males liked her, but the females not so much. The bitch was nicer to the males because she liked her tips. It was time to sever their relationship. And he’d do it soon, maybe even tonight.

      That female in question walked by as it was closing time. She put a little extra swing into her walk. Maybe one more night together. Mitzy knew how to scratch his itch. That might sound animalistic, but he was a wolf and so was she.

      The next day was back to work as usual. Hey, Boss. I needed to talk to you. As I’m sure you are aware, I was seeing Donita. Tanner said.

      My bartender? Yeah, I heard something about that. JC admitted. He wasn’t liking the way things were sounding.

      We split. She just packed up and she’s moving across the country to Washington State. I figure she didn’t give you notice.

      You’re right about that. JC observed. He could get mad chewing Tanner out for dating an employee, but he was doing the same thing. I guess we’ll put Sheila in until we find someone else.

      Sheila? Are you sure? Tanner asked.

      Sheila wasn’t the best, that was for damn sure, but she was all they had. Slim pickings around here. Start putting the word out so we won’t have to use her for long. At least he hoped they found someone else.

      Sure thing, Boss.

      JC poured himself a cold one. It didn’t look like Tanner was going anywhere so he poured one for him too. Something else on your mind?

      You ever wonder if we’ll ever find our fated mates.

      I may have thought about it once or twice.

      So, what do you think?

      The goddess will send them to us when she’s ready. Nothing we do will speed it up. Best thing we can do is enjoy the time we have as single males. Drink good alcohol and ride some wild females. That’s what I intend to do. His eyes moved to Mitzy.

      You know she thinks you’ll mate her. Tanner offered.

      I’ve told her countless times it will never happen. Mitzy looked up smiling at him. The gleam in her eyes was obvious even from here.

      Tanner snorted. I see she’s taking you seriously. Find a new bartender before you tell her you’re through. Once you do, she’ll be outta here. Then you’ll be short a bartender and a lead waitress.

      Is that what happened with Donita?

      Yep. First, she giggled, she thought I was joking, as if. What kind of male jokes about that? Then she started crying. Finally, she got pissed and started throwing things. Broke half my dishes and nearly took my head off.

      Were you honest with her up front? JC asked.

      "I certainly was. A little bit of fun I said. Let’s not take any of it seriously, I said. We both

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