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Ever since Eric had spotted her in Coolers last spring, one of the few clubs that allowed in Shifters, he’d tracked her Stalked her, Iona corrected

Dareen eyes—he followed her when she went out at night, so after her on her runs She’d spot hihout the day, when she went to work or ran errands or drove out to a building site Protecting her, Eric said Driving her insane, was more like it

The fact that Iona was half-Shifter was a deep, dark secret her mother and half sister had kept for thirty-two years Eric’s interest in her was dangerous, could expose her as Shifter, and once that happened, her happy life would be over

But Eric’s scent had triggered so in Iona from the moment he’d sat down next to her in the club’s dark corner and told her he knehat Iona was He’d sht, and ain her alert and aware

His scent was stronger now, overlaid with that of his wildcat He was co

Iona flattened herself into the black shadows at the back of the cave, but Eric was at the entrance, his leopard filling the opening She faced hi on her neck

Eric didn’t move Dominants didn’t need to show teeth or e You knew

He was far larger and more powerful than a natural snow leopard, his pelt creaed pattern His eyes, fixed on her, were jade green

Iona’s wildcat was h it would be an interesting contest to see whether she est difference between theh, was that Eric wore a silver and black Collar, and Iona did not

Eric rose on his hind legs until his head nearly touched the roof of the cave At the same time, his fur and cat limbs flowed into human bones and flesh In a few seconds, a man stood in the leopard’s place, a tall, muscular, naked male who made Iona’s heart pound

His face was hard and square, his chocolate brown hair cut short A black tattoo swirled around his large shoulder and trailed down his arical—Shifters didn’t need tatts Eric just liked it

His green eyes saw everything There was no escaping that gaze once it fixed on you, even across a packed dance floor in a Las Vegas club Iona still remembered the burn of his stare across the room; Eric, the first person in Iona’s life outside her fanized her as Shifter

Even through her worry and anger, Iona had to concede that Eric was delectable He put to shaet her to dance with them

What was between Eric’s legs put the