Once the victim of scientific experimentation by the Government Control of Supernatural Activities (GSA), Damon doesn’t have a past, and he isn’t sure he has a future. He doesn’t even know if his ability to change from human to wolf is a virus, or magick. But the instant he lays eyes on the pretty cop from the local police force, he knows he has to learn the secrets of his past before they destroy her future.
Krystal is the best animal cop on the police force, hiding magickal talent beneath layers of excuses and quick thinking. For five years she’s tracked Peter Burke, a butcher who steals any form of canine to supplement his dietary needs. The day she saves a wolf from losing his head at the sharp end of an axe, her entire life changes. And then there is Damon, the mysterious, sexy ex-soldier with no memory of his past who awakens fantasies of dark and sensual nights.
But the GSA isn’t finished with Damon, and when the shadowy government agency joins forces with Burke, Krystal too finds her life in jeopardy, the target of men and women led by their own desires. Damon and Krystal must work together to stop evil and destroy years of illegal research.
Wow, hi everyone! This blog tour is coming close to the end, with only today and Friday left! Hard to believe, I know! Scheduling today’s stop on the tour here at SSR is like coming home. This is where you find all the best in ShapeShifter Romance! Some great authors are here, so if you’ve followed us from other places, feel free to check them all out!
For those just joining us, for my blog tour, I’m creating something very special. A free read. And you get to help! Each blog posting will be a new scene or chapter of the book titled above, He’s no Faery Prince. Previous chapters can be found on my FREEBIE READS page of my blog. Then, at the end of my post for today, you’ll see some questions. They are designed to make life easier for me (or much more fun, at least) because the answers to those questions will determine the course of the story. Also, if you happen to think of something really awesome to add, not addressed by my questions, feel free to throw that in there too. I’ll be sure to take a look at it. Today’s edition is chapter thirteen with only fourteen chapters planned! So let’s see how well we do at getting things wrapped up!
Now, where were we?
The King of Fae stared at Sasha, muscles twitching along his jaw. Fury rode hard in his eyes, but Sasha couldn’t tell if he was angry at her, or angry at the situation.
“Go,” he ordered her.
Not willing to argue, Sasha ran down the hall, and into the cell where Ted still lay. When she charged around the corner, she gasped. He lay on his stomach, the wound a dark crimson upon the soft green shirt he wore. His mother sat at his head, stroking his brow, murmuring to him in words she couldn’t understand. Not that she couldn’t hear, because she could. But she didn’t understand the Fae language. The Queen looked up, arching one exceptionally queenly brow toward her husband, then turned back to her son.
“How is he?” asked Sasha, rushing to Ted’s side. Tamed knelt opposite her, his eyes closed in concentration. His hands touched, cupping just above the wound on Ted’s back.
The pain eased and Ted cracked an eye to look at Sasha. Her face was pale, her lips tight with worry. He scanned further down while she watched Tamed use his magick. Tamed was a good one to have around. He’d gotten Ted out of more scrapes than he could count, all because of his healing energy.
Sasha glanced toward his face. “You’re awake,” she murmured. “You’re going to be fine.”
He heard his mother’s sigh of relief, but it was Sasha he was focused on. “You know, when we get out of this, I think we ought to try spending some time together. Maybe having dinner or something.”
She smiled and he felt his entire body awaken. The pain couldn’t steal the attraction he felt for her. Maybe nothing would. The idea rippled through his mind and his eyes opened wide. “You’re naked,” he gasped.
Sasha chuckled, but he didn’t find anything funny about Tamed and his father seeing Sasha without clothes.
“Don’t worry so much. Wolven aren’t as prudish as the other races. It doesn’t bother me.”
“But it bothers me.” Though why that was the case he didn’t know, and right now wasn’t the time to figure it out.
Tamed sat back on his heels. “It’s done.”
“About damned time,” said Ted’s father. “Is someone going to tell me what’s going on?”
Ted grimaced. His father’s glare wasn’t just for him, but included Sasha as well. “Dad,–“
“I’ll explain everything,” his mother said. “Later. Right now I want to take my sons home with me. Both of them.” She lifted her chin and he knew she was fighting the emotions she’d tucked so deep inside. Being a Royal Fae had its advantages. But it’s disadvantages as well.
She took her husband’s arm.
“I agree,” his booming voice carried through the prison cell. We shall return home.”
“Not I,” said Ted, rolling to a sit. “I promised Sasha I’d help her find her brother and once that’s taken care of, I’ll come home.” He reached for Sasha’s hand and squeezed. The idea of leaving her here, in earth’s realm, didn’t sit well with him.
His father glared at him, then turned his eyes on Sasha. “Agreed. But once that is complete, you must bring her before me, for her punishment.”
“What punishment?” Ted jolted upward, but Sasha pulled him back to the floor.
“The punishment for killing the Second Heir to the throne.”
“What?” he stared, horrified at his father. “She saved my life why would she be punished.”
His father faced him, his eyes cold as ice. “You heard me, son. I gave her my word she could say goodbye to you before I killed her. I will grant you the opportunity to complete the task you have begun. Then, you will bring her to me. Tamed,” said the King, turning to the other Fae. “You will come with me now. Ted will have no need of your assistance for the remainder of this mission.”
Ted glanced at Sasha’s white face and moved to stand.
She once again grabbed his arm. “I made him promise. I will do what I must. We’ll release the rest of the prisoners here, and then we’ll go.” She moved to stand. The sound of clanging iron echoed through the cell, and doors flew open.
“It’s done,” said the King. “Finish your task. He turned to his wife and nodded. Tamed stepped forward and lifted Secora’s body and stepped beside them. All three turned, stepping into away, fading from sight.
“Damn,” said Sasha. “Can you do that too?”
He couldn’t stop the weak chuckle. “When going back to the Fae world, with no magick holding me back, yes, I can.”
“That’s really cool.”
“Come,” he said, rolling to his feet. “Let’s get out of here. I don’t think Secora was alone in what he was doing. I’m betting we aren’t safe here for long.”
She nodded and helped him to his feet. He unbuttoned his shirt, then stripped it off. With surprising brusqueness, he wrapped it around her shoulders. “Cover up. We can’t very well go outside with you looking like this. Humans will riot.”
She grinned and colored a pretty pink while shrugging into the shirt.
Their hands clashed when he reached to help her button up. His fingers tingled, sending heat all the way to his groin. Her scent changed, and he cocked his head, their eyes meeting. “Alone at last,” he murmured.
Her eyes darkened and for an instant, she entwined her fingers with his. “Let’s get out of here.” Her voice was low and raspy.
But Ted wasn’t ready to leave just yet. Not until he’d done what he’d wanted to do since the instant he saw her in the police station. The moment she’d turned those eyes on him, and arched a disbelieving brow his way. He fisted his fingers in his shirt and tugged her closer. “In a minute.”
Their lips touched and she opened, as though she’d been waiting for his move. His tongue swept inside, tasting her for the first time. She tasted of wild flowers. Wild flowers and honey. He savored her flavor, drinking her in.
Sasha moaned. He had no idea what he was doing to her. She wanted to grab him, pull him hard against her body as heat swept through her. Instead, she let him control the kiss, afraid if she took control they’d never get out of the room. Her fingers itched with the desire to touch him, to feel those hard muscles he’d shown her when he gave her his shirt.
They stood, inches apart, with only their mouths touching. It was driving her insane, his lips feeding from hers. His taste was dark, sharp, and edgy. It rolled over her, his scent and taste stealing her ability to think. After a moment, she couldn’t remember why she’d resisted.
When he pulled away from the kiss, his bright green eyes glittered with mischief. “We could always get married an then my father wouldn’t kill you.”
So now it’s time for a few questions.
First, are either of them shocked by his question?
Second, how does she answer? She knows he’s her True-Mate, but he doesn’t.
Third, Ted hasn’t told her yet where her brother is. When he does, letting her in on the secret that he’s known all along, how does she react?
Now for prizes:
- Grand Prize: A $50 gift card at the online bookstore of your choice to be announced at the end of the entire blog tour.
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The next stop on the blog tour is with on my own blog, Teresa D’Amario Blog, on Friday! Then, on Monday, I’ll announce the big $50 gift card winner!