Excerpt of Wolf Trouble by Paige Tyler

Xander had to pick his jaw up off the floor of the
training room when Gage introduced the newest member of
the SWAT team. He didn’t know what to expect, but it sure
as hell wasn’t Officer Khaki Blake. Tall with an athletic
build and just enough curves to fill out the SWAT T-
shirt, she had the biggest brown eyes and softest looking
lips he’d ever seen. She had her dark hair back in a bun,
so he couldn’t tell how long it was, but he’d bet money
it fell past her shoulders. She smelled way too good to
be believed, too—like a slice of frosted spice cake in a
uniform.

Shit. He was practically panting. If he didn’t get a grip
soon, he was going to start drooling.

He gave the other guys a covert glance to see how they
were dealing with her scent and was stunned to see that
none of them reacted at all. Why not? His nose wasn’t
that much better than theirs. He knew for a fact that
several of the other guys—Cooper Landry and Jayden Brooks
specifically—could smell a hell of a lot better than he
could.

Maybe everyone was so mesmerized by finally getting to
see a female version of their kind that the rest of their
senses had stopped working.

Gage had left it up to Xander to fill the guys in on what
had gone down at the meeting with Deputy Chief Mason
while he’d headed home to get ready for his trip to
Washington State. While the guys had been pissed that the
top brass was playing politics with the team, they’d been
intrigued at the idea of adding a female werewolf to the
Pack.

They’d bombarded him with dozens of questions, none of
which he could answer. Was she as fast and strong as they
were? Did her abilities manifest themselves in completely
different ways? Would she be as aggressive as they were
and able to handle herself in a fight? Were there more
like her out there, or was she the only one?

Not all the questions were so general. Brooks wondered
what she would look like, Max Lowry wanted to know if she
would smell like them, and Eric Becker… Well, Becker just
wanted to know if she liked to wear yoga pants. God, that
kid had an obsession with those things.

Xander had told them what he knew—that no one except Gage
knew a damn thing about female werewolves. And Xander
wasn’t so sure how much their commander knew, either.
While Xander was lost in thought, Gage turned the floor
over to Khaki, who was currently explaining how much she
appreciated the opportunity to be in SWAT.

“I know I won’t be handed anything, but I look forward to
proving to every one of you that I belong in the Pack and
on the team.” She spoke in a light, lilting voice that
surprisingly filled the large classroom. Xander could
definitely pick up the Midwest accent, so she probably
wasn’t originally from the Pacific Northwest. “I’m not
asking for anything from you but a chance to do prove
myself.”