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The day Shane Callahan lost his wife and was forced to run from the only home they’d ever known was the day he’d vowed he’d kill every last man responsible. He’s waited years in hiding, but is finally on the verge of taking his revenge. Until he is assigned to protect a Healer and is forced to halt in his quest.
As the Alpha’s daughter and the Healer in her Dare of mountain lion shifters, Tieryn McGraw has enjoyed a privileged life. As the fiancé of the next Alpha in line, she expects that to continue. But then she ends up on the run with a man determined not to like her…and who makes her question everything about her decisions and her future.
Shane needs her to heal more than his body. But can Tieryn heal his soul and prove to him that love is a higher purpose than revenge?
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EXCERPT:
“Tieryn McGraw?” a masculine voice sounded from among the shrubs to her right.
A shiver of fear or anticipation, she wasn’t sure which, slithered down her spine. She still couldn’t see much, only the reflection of the moonlight in his eyes.
“Mr. Callahan?” she ventured.
“Yes.”
She squinted as she peered into the gloom, trying to see him. “Come into the light.”
“Why?”
“I was given a physical description. I’d like to verify for myself you are who you say.”
“Lady, who else would be out here?” Although she couldn’t see him, Tieryn could just picture a disdainfully curled lip. Why? She’d made a fair request. She said nothing and waited.
“Right.” He made his way to the road and into the light.
She took in his appearance—tall and lean, wearing boots, jeans with a cowboy buckle, and a button-up shirt rolled up at the sleeves to reveal sinewy forearms. He had dark hair, though what shade was hard to determine. Her personal preference tended to a more clean-cut look on men, but his almost shoulder-length hair fit his persona. Though how she knew such a thing on a few minutes’ acquaintance was beyond her.
She bit her lip. “Um. Do you mind pulling your hair back?”
“Why?”
“I need to make sure.”
He stared at her for a long moment, hands hooked in his belt loops, eyes narrowed. She was prepared for him to say no, but he reached up to lift back his hair, exposing the scars where his ear should have been. The tense set of his shoulders told her he wouldn’t appreciate any overtures of sympathy. Instead, she gave a sharp nod.
“Right. Let’s go.” He moved back into the shadows without checking if she followed.
Tieryn hurried to catch up. She caught his sideways glance as she came alongside him.
“Why were you hiding on the side of the road?” she asked after a few moments.
“It’s safer. How you didn’t get caught walking in the middle of the road when there’s a full moon is—” His mouth shut with an audible snap.
“Don’t stop there, Mr. Callahan. Is what?”
“Sheer dumb luck,” he muttered.
“Gee, thanks.”
“Your lack of basic survival skills makes it clear you’ve never been out of your dare before.”
She rolled her eyes. “Of course I have.” Her father wasn’t a monster, just protective.
“Okay.” The way he said that implied exactly what he thought.
“As the Kuharte, I’ve always been protected,” she defended.
“And the fact that you’re the Alpha’s daughter makes no difference.”
She pursed her lips and didn’t deign to answer.
“Like I said.”
“I guess your dare lets the Kuharte go wherever she wants, huh?”
Now it was his turn to keep quiet, though it was difficult to tell if he just didn’t talk much in general. She didn’t know him well enough to determine the difference. He didn’t seem to emote at all, other than the sarcasm.
“Like I said.” Tieryn echoed his comment.
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