With no memory of her past, Faye Lynn Berton clings to a father who curses her ability to shape-shift, then uses her special skill to scam local villagers. The only freedom she knows comes as she soars through the sky in falcon form. A chance meeting with another changling turns her world upside down. Beyond satisfying the powerful sexual cravings that follow transformation, he reveals a surprising dimension of sex between their kind…one to unlock the secrets of her soul.
Havyn Westmore has questions…Faye Lynn holds the answers. Determined to unravel her secrets, he must strives to gain her freedom and trust. Teaching her the finer techniques of transformation keeps her close while sex strengthens their bond. But on the trail of discovery, Havyn must confront his own past. Accused of a heinous crime, he was banned from his homeland. Now, he must choose between returning to face certain execution—or robbing Faye Lynn of her birthright and a life in Paradise.
“So tell me, how did you get onto my property?” He leaned against the rock where she’d transformed.
His nostrils flared. He turned his head. His dark hair caught the light of the falling sun and sparked with the same red highlights from the night beast. The fabric across his chest expanded, displaying strong, well-defined muscles.
He turned and nailed her with a piercing black stare. “You’re a shape-shifter, aren’t you?”
Uncertain if she should speak the truth, Faye Lynn shook her head. “Why would you say such a thing?”
“Because I can smell you.” He stepped forward. His rubber boots splashed in the shallow waters of the river. Each step drew him closer.
If she knew how to swim, she would’ve turned and swam away, but alas, she didn’t. “What? What smell?”
A lustful smile passed over his lips. His white sharp teeth looked ready to feed on her flesh. He licked his lips and stopped a few paces from her. “An alluring scent of a shape-shifter. After changing form, they burn with a hunger that can only be satisfied in one way.”
Her heart jumped into high speed at idea of this excellent example of a man knowing her desires. She studied him again, taking in his narrow hips and powerful legs.
Oh, what a superior lover he’d be.
Faye Lynn swallowed her yearning to mate and denied his claim. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I just decided to take a quick dip in the lake so I could cool off after the walk I took through the forest.”
His gaze examined her, and she shifted lower into the lake, wondering if he could see her naked body under the clear water.
A flame lit his eyes. “Then where are your clothes?”
About Anita Philmar
Anita Philmar likes to create stories that push the limit. A writer by day and a dreamer by night she wants her readers to see the world in a new way.
Influenced by old movies, she likes to develop places where anything can happen and where special moments come to life in a great read.
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