Better-Off Bunny

Better-Off Bunny Hey There, Hop Stuff Book 1 Sedona Ashe Copyright Better-Off Bunny Hey There, Hope Stuff Book 1 Copyright © 2023 by Sedona Ashe Gobble Ink, LLC This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. www.sedonaashe.com All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without written permission of the copyright owner except for the use of quotations in a book review. For more information, address: [email protected] Cover artwork by Gombar Sanja www.bookcoverforyou.com A huge thank you to- Allison Woerner for Alpha Reading. Maxine Meyer for Copy Editing. Imogen Evans for Proofreading & Editing. Contents Sensitivity Note 1. Cillian 2. Monroe 3. Monroe 4. Monroe 5. Rig 6. Monroe 7. Monroe 8. Cillian 9. Cillian 10. Syrus 11. Syrus 12. Monroe 13. Monroe 14. Monroe 15. Monroe 16. Monroe 17. Monroe 18. Monroe 19. Monroe 20. Monroe 21. Monroe 22. Monroe 23. Monroe 24. Cillian 25. Cillian 26. Rig 27. Monroe 28. Monroe About Author Sensitivity Note The FMC experiences bullying (but not from within the harem). She is considered a commodity within her community. There are brief mentions of family loss. Female rabbit shifters in this series experience heat, so things are going to get spicy! The werewolves in this story have some equipment that make things a little more heated in the bedroom. *wink wink* Chapter one Cillian“Would it kill you guys to eat breakfast at a different restaurant occasionally?” Brett huffed, annoyance written in the frown lines on his face. “Stop whining. You are free to eat wherever you want. No one is forcing you to tag along with us every day,” Syrus mumbled. He tried to appear gruff, but there was no missing the sparkle in his dark brown eyes as the restaurant in question came into view. And Syrus wasn’t the only one affected by the nearness of the little café. My heart pounded hard against my rib cage.“I don’t understand your fascination with that place. The food is subpar, and I swear I’m allergic to the rabbits who own it. My nose is already itching just thinking about it.” Brett rubbed his nose. “I’d love to eat somewhere else. Heck, the only reason I come along with you guys is so that we can get the morning reports out of the way over breakfast.”Rig’s brow wrinkled, and his lip curled. “I’m sick of doing the reports while trying to enjoy my meal. Let’s schedule fifteen minutes in the office after breakfast each day to go over them.”Nodding in agreement, I waved Brett away. “I agree. Go eat wherever you prefer. Meet us at the office afterward, and we will set aside time to go over your documents before we start replying to emails and returning calls.” Looking down at the overflowing manila folder in his hands, Brett hesitated. The loud rumble from his stomach helped speed up Brett’s decision, and with a sigh, he stuffed the folder back inside his briefcase. “Fine. I’ll grab a breakfast burrito across the street. I’ll see you guys at the office.”We didn’t respond as he walked away. Our attention had been captured by the radiant beauty who’d emerged from the tiny café with a steaming pot of coffee in each hand. “Monroe.” Syrus breathed her name.She was elegance in motion as she weaved between the bistro tables, refilling coffee mugs. Her smile was so genuine that even the grumpiest of guests couldn’t help but return her smile.“It’s like she glows.” Rig’s hushed voice was reverent as she stopped at a table of crying kids and worn-out parents. “Watch how they respond to her.”He wasn’t wrong. The diminutive waitress spread sunshine while working her way through the guests, filling the caffeine-deficient parents’ cups and pulling giggles from the impatient toddlers. A few minutes later, when she moved away from the last table, every diner, young or old, wore a bright smile. The waitress’s positive energy was contagious.“Are we going to talk to her today?” Syrus chewed his bottom lip, a sure sign that he was anxious. “We’ve been visiting this place for three months and have yet to say more than a few sentences to her. For all we know, she already has a boyfriend.”At the word boyfriend, every muscle in my body tensed. Rig’s low, menacing growl let me know he felt much the same way. Speaking through clenched teeth, I tried to be the voice of reason. “We haven’t smelled one particular male scent on her consistently, so it’s unlikely she’s bonded to anyone. But we need to remember that even if she is single, she’s probably not going to be interested in us as potential mates.”“Because we’re wolves,” Syrus whispered, his shaggy blonde hair covering his face as his gaze dropped to the ground.“Yeah. That.” My words were clipped. You would think being a wolf shifter would be a point in our favor, but in this case, it definitely wasn’t. All because the energetic beauty who’d captured our hearts, and starred in all our dreams, was a rabbit shifter. A bunny. And although that fact didn’t bother our wolves in the slightest, it was likely to cause some issues for Monroe. Wolves and rabbits often frequented the same businesses, but we never hung out socially in the same circles. The rabbits had also chosen not to attend the same schools and colleges as wolf shifters. From what we’d been told, a rabbit could never feel completely relaxed while in the presence of wolves. It was a deep-seated survival instinct that had the rabbits on constant guard around predators.Sure, tolerating us for an hour while we ate in a public place near them was doable, but asking Monroe to close her eyes and sleep while surrounded by a pack of wolves might never be possible. What if we convinced her