Rainbow Colored Woman and Meet The Cast

Nicolas Taggert McMahon(wolf) - Editor in chief of the Guts and Butts gazette, Alpha male and maybe one of the most hated men in Talbot's Peak, Montana. Yes, he's done some underhanded things, but they were all done for a damn good reason. Unfortunately, he can't talk about that reason, yet.


Zeva Wilk(wolf) - The only alpha female in her family pack has put her in charge of a flighty aunt, a bitter mother and a sex starved sister. She also serves drinks part-time at Dante's Interspieces Haven and is an unwilling edition to the Guts and Butts staff in charge of, can you believe it, personals. She'd at one time hoped to find a nice beta male to mate with and ease her load, but as luck would have it, her mate was all alpha, all asshat and did nothing but rile her up at every turn. He also seemed to have no idea they were mates. Great, add one more thing to her To Do list.

Prudence Penelope Jorgensson(parrot) - Administrative Assistant extraordinaire, the keeper of secrets and a flamboyant flirt looking for love in all the right places. But will her purple leather, thigh-high boots walk her into the man of her dreams or the man of her screams? Could they be one in the same?

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“Purple, green, blue…” Prudence Penelope Jorgensson tossed different colored articles of clothing across her bed in search of the perfect outfit for tonight’s visit to Dante’s interspecies haven. She’d been trying to talk herself into taking this step for weeks. This night it was her specific intent to find a lover, or two. “…Yellow, yes yellow it is. A warm, welcoming yellow that will pull all the boys, and girls, over to me.”


As a half parrot, quarter peacock she loved to prance around and strut her bright and bodaciously colored self around, but the quarter human was lusting for love and looking in all the right places. Dante’s promised a wealth of possibilities from which she could choose.

The blue-green fringe along the bodice and bottom of her dress twirled as she turned in circles in front of her mirror. Large fan earrings, done in varying shades of purple were an exact match to her high-heeled, open-toed mules. Her peek-a-boo toes sported the same color yellow as her dress. She was a rainbow of flavor, ready to find a cat with great big teeth.

All the better to eat her with you know.

Yeah, that was a wolf thing, but really, she had enough wolves at work. She didn’t need them in bed too. No sooner had the thought crossed her mind, and her phone was ringing. She’d jinxed herself. Rule number one of an Administrative Assistant was, never think about or verbalize your work/boss on private time.

“Now’s not a good time, bossman,” she breathed into her cell.

“Don’t care, Penny,” Nick groused, bristling all of her unshifted feathers. “I need you on a plane to Alaska…tonight.”

“What!” Open-toed mules were not made for the wilds of Alaska! Montana was one thing, but Alaska, she shuddered to think of what she might have to outrun up there.

“Put the flight and expenses on the company card, including bail for that jackass, Danny. I’ve already called in and vouched for him…I just need you to go retrieve him.”

“Sorry, bossman, no can do. I’ve got plans…”

“Oh yes you can do, Penny, or don’t bother coming…”

“Do not threaten to fire me, Nick, or your fur will surely fly,” she huffed at the ridiculous threat. He’d never followed up on his threat to fire anyone accept his brother and anyone who really looked at the situation could tell it was to protect the mangy galoot. “And don’t call me Penny!”

“I’m sorry, Prudence.” The real Nickolas McMahon was sneaking through the guards she knew he held around him. “I can make it worth your while to go.”

“How?” This had better be good.

“Stay over at the nicest hotel up there; get a massage and a facial. Relax. And put the stay on the card. You can pick up Danny Boy the following morning and head back.”

Damn he knew how to entice. Dante’s would be here when she got back and who knows what she might find to play with in the wild—a bear maybe? Plus, she had the sweetest pair of purple leather, thigh-high boots she was dying to wear.

“Fine, offer accepted.” She used her best put out voice. It wouldn’t do to let on that she was excited. “Let me call the airlines.”

“You’re the best, Pen-elope.”

“Yes, I know.” She hung up on the smart assed wolf and called to reserve her tickets, first class of course. Yeah right, as if she’d endure coach all the way to Alaska.