Page 1 of Operation Wolf: Hunter
CHAPTER 1
Hunter
“HUNTER, SO ARE YOUgoing to hang out with me at the blackjack table all night or what?”
I scowled at Matt, who had spoken to me out of the corner of his mouth while he dealt the fiftieth round of blackjack for the night. Matt had become a professional poker player when he, Eli, Gunner, Jordan, and I were all discharged from the Army, and I could see why. He’d won more than half of the rounds he’d dealt tonight.
“Maybe I’m just trying to stick it out until I actually beat your ass,” I muttered while peeking at my cards.
This earned me a glare from my friend, but I didn’t care. It wasn’t like Matt was really going to kick me off the table or anything. I’d dropped a fair bit of money during the game tonight, and besides, we’d been friends for too damn long.
We played another round, which I lost badly after busting on a double down, before Matt spoke again, “That blonde over by the pool table has been eyeing you all night.”
I stifled a sigh and fought not to glance in that direction. “I know.”
Matt raised an eyebrow, though he didn’t look my way. “You know there’s a hot chick across the room who’s been salivating to take a bite out of your ass, and you’re still sitting here?”
I gritted my teeth, suddenly annoyed. “Maybe she’s looking at you.”
“Damn, Hunter. Have you gone soft on me?” Matt chuckled, returning his attention to the game.
I growled, finally gave in, and turned my attention toward the pool table area across the casino floor. Sure enough, the blonde was still there, playing pool with her brunette friend. I watched as she leaned over the table in her tight silver dress, and my cock hardened as her breasts nearly spilled out of the low neckline.
I licked my lips as she positioned her cue, and just before she took the shot, she turned her head and winked at me.
Hot damn.I could really get behind that.
She’s trash, my inner wolf growled.
I gritted my teeth as my beast’s disgust trickled through me. Instantly, my hard-on started to deflate.
You’re not sticking our cock in that.
Our cock?I seethed indignantly.The last time I checked, my dick wasn’t covered in fur.
Nevertheless, we still inhabit the same body, my wolf argued.And that woman over there is trash.
I sighed heavily.I hadn’t thought wolves had such high standards. Luck would have it that I’d get a beast with the heart of a woman.
Why does my wolf give a shit if the blonde is easy?
She was ready and willing. And she was hot as hell and didn’t look like she had an IQ much higher than 110. Those had been my requirements for taking a woman to bed for as long as I could remember, and I sure as hell wasn’t going to change them now.
Not to mention, I deserved to blow off some steam after all the hell Eli had recently put me through with his Mafia bullshit. I’d worried myself to death over the whole thing for the last two months. And now that Eli was safe with his mate, Olivia, in New York City, I damn well deserved a breather. I didn’t care what my high and mighty wolf thought. I was going to get laid tonight.
“See you,” I told Matt, tossing my cards on the table as I stood up. “I’ve got better things to do.”
“About time,” Matt muttered. He flashed me a quick grin. “Going for the blonde?”
“Hell no. I’m going for both.”
Not waiting for Matt’s response, I sauntered over to the pool table with a lazy grin on my face, snagging two glasses of champagne from a passing cigarette girl as I went by.
“You girls have been playing for a while,” I said, leaning my hip against the pool table. “Thought you could use a break.”
“Oh, thanks.” The blonde took the glass from my hand with a smile, and tossing her curls back, she took a long drink.
The brunette, who wore a red sheath dress and had twisted her hair up into a sleek knot, was a little more conservative, preferring to slowly sip her drink. “I love champagne.”
