Animal lover and rescuer, Skye Cross has always been able to communicate with them. She’s horrified that rescuing dogs from an illegal fight actually involves shifters. This leads her to Luc Lazare, a man whose powers both unsettle and intrigue her. Half-human, half-Kindred, Luc falls for Skye, who might have the power to destroy his shapeshifting family. Skye soon finds herself caught in a supernatural underground she never knew existed, relying on a man who heats her blood...but one she can't trust.

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She fought the knot growing in her gut, attempted to tune in to the animals, to convince them she offered no threat. As had happened earlier, whispers and laughter and an odd tickle of heat brushed along her spine and through her skin.
The hyena broke from the pack and rushed her. If she turned her back on it, she was dead for sure. She kept putting one foot behind the other and the wolf and the lion picked up their pursuit.
The hyena’s muscles bunched and it flew through the air at her. Though she threw up her hands to protect herself, it never reached her.
Instead, it was as if an invisible wall stopped it cold. It shrieked and fell to the ground in a heap.
What do you think you’re doing? Go!
The predators stopped and she sensed their sudden fear.
Now! the voice in her head thundered.
The animals fled and quickly disappeared into the night.
Skye flipped around. At first, she didn’t see him. Then she caught a movement to her right and nailed him where he stood.
Dark hair whipped around features so rugged they could have been cut from granite. High cheekbones. Broad forehead. Square chin. His eyes appeared silver in the moonlight, and they glowed at her, tightening her stomach and making it hard to breathe.
Trembling, she gasped. “What just happened?”
“You got into something that doesn’t concern you.” Forget about it.
She started. He hadn’t said the last bit out loud. There was something about him so powerful she almost agreed.
She fought the desire to give in. “I’m not forgetting about anything. Who are you?”
She felt as if he were trying to push the command into her mind.
Glaring at him, Skye pushed back.
“What are you?” he asked.
“Someone who protects animals.”
His silence told her that wasn’t exactly the explanation he was looking for. Her pulse threaded as he stepped closer. She sensed both threat and something less tangible, something that made her stomach knot and her throat tighten. She’d always had a psychic connection not only with animals, but with her brother. No one else. Not until now. And this guy being able to mess with her mind went beyond any previous experience she’d had.
“Did you have something to do with the fight?” she gasped. “Where did those predators come from? What kind of power do you have over them?” It had to be something supernatural.
He stepped closer, and she sucked in a breath as his power cut through her, speeding her pulse, drying her mouth.
“You need to forget about them, Skye.”
This time he said it aloud. And he used her name.
“How do you know who I am?” she demanded, her heart beating so fast she could feel it bump up against her ribs. “What were you doing here? Who are you?”
Rather than answering her questions, he reached out and slid a palm along her cheek. The touch seared her, reminding her of the time she’d inadvertently touched a live wire. Wanting to move, wanting to run, she stood frozen instead. He was so close she imagined she could feel the heat of his body as he splayed fingers around the side of her head. Her insides trembled and her breasts felt full and tight.
What was wrong with her? Why couldn’t she move? Or speak?
You never saw me. You’ll forget about me the moment I disappear.
Every fiber of her being longed to do what he wanted. But something in her, the thing that made her do what she did, was stronger.
“Disappear to where?” she demanded through a parched throat. “I have an excellent memory.”