Our Secret

Our Secret

by Lily Harlem

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ISBN-13: 9781786515995
Publisher: Totally Entwined Group Ltd
Publication date: 09/05/2017
Series: Redwood Shifters , #3
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 66
Sales rank: 345,737
File size: 904 KB

About the Author

Lily Harlem lives in the UK with a workaholic hunk and a crazy cat. With a desk overlooking rolling hills her over active imagination has been allowed to run wild and free and she revels in using the written word as an outlet for her creativity. Lily's stories are made up of colourful characters exploring their sexuality and sensuality in a safe, consensual way. With the bedroom door left wide open the reader can hang on for the ride and Lily hopes by reading sensual romance people will be brave enough to try something new themselves? After all, life's too short to be anything other than fully satisfied.

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Copyright © Lily Harlem 2017. All Rights Reserved, Totally Entwined Group Limited, T/A Pride Publishing.

Davey dashed into the Redwood forest with urgency flooding his veins. He was glad of his dog body at moments like this. With four legs, sharp eyesight and a sense of smell practically unrivaled, he was much more in tune with his surroundings and able to spring into action.

Julie was missing—the woman his Alpha male, Aleco, loved—and she had to be found. As a young male in the pack, Davey knew this was a chance to show off his skills in tracking, his speed and his solid character. He wouldn’t be shaken by a crisis or break under pressure and he was worthy of a trusted position.

The ground under Davey’s paws was spongy with softly decaying pine needles and the sunshine pierced the canopy in long, slim pencils of light. He let the air slide into his nose, sifting through it for Julie’s sweet, human smell.

But there was nothing. Not even a molecule of her unique scent.

He couldn’t let his concentration slip. The other dog shifters had gone into the town where she’d last been spotted. He was the only one out here, scanning the vast wilderness that formed a huge chunk of Redwood Pack territory.

Arriving at a natural pool created by a waterfall cascading over smooth russet rocks, he stopped for a drink. It was cool and refreshing and he paused for a moment to enjoy the rest. He made sure he was super fit, but even so, knowing time was of the essence made his heart beat faster.

He turned and admired the beauty of his surroundings. If he were in his human form he’d strip off and dive into the clear, sparkling water then lounge on the soft patch of moss to his right and dry off. Davey enjoyed his own company, which was just as well as he’d never met ‘the one’. So many of the other men in his pack had partners, ‘soul mates’, but not him. Not even a flicker of interest in any shifter or human in all the time he’d been an adult. Hell, he wasn’t even sure if he was straight, gay or bi, his attraction to anyone had been so absent.

But then again, when would he have the chance to meet someone to be attracted to? As a self-confessed loner, he spent much of his time in the forest. And when he was in company, it was with pack members who were either content and settled or blood related to him.

He sighed and carried on, making a mental note to return to the tranquil spot. Perhaps with a book, when things settled and they had Julie back—because they would. It was the only possible outcome.

Bounding east, he leaped a fallen tree then scooted past a termite mound.

Where the hell is she?

He paused in another clearing and raised his head, sniffing the air. Julie’s scent was powdery—it reminded him of flowers on a hot day. Could he detect that now?

He inhaled deep, sifting through myriad skittering smells on the breeze. There was definitely something sweet detectable.

He closed his eyes and took several steps forward, almost seeing the scent as a pink and lilac trail for him to follow.

Suddenly something snapped around his right foot. It pinched hard and a sharp unforgiving pain shot up his leg.

Yelping, he spun around, his guts clenching when he saw the trap—a hunter’s trap set to catch big prey.

He whimpered at the sight of his foot caught within the rusty jaws. The mean teeth were breaking his skin and several drips of scarlet blood seeped onto his fur. As he peered closer, he could see that he’d been very lucky. When the trap had sprung upward it had brought with it a stone the size of a golf ball which meant it couldn’t close properly.

If it had, his foot would likely be off.

But to get out of it, he’d have to shift to his human form. There was no way he could release the spring with paws. Trouble was, shifting would make his lower leg bigger and the teeth would sink deeper before he had a chance to free himself. His foot might not be off now, but shifting would mean he stood a very real chance of doing damage which might lead to amputation.

A whimper caught in his throat. It hurt…a lot. What was he going to do?

He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, trying to think straight. The sweet smell filtered toward him again and he realized it was nothing more than an azalea bush. Not Julie at all. He was all alone in the wilderness and caught in a trap.

His heart thudded. He tucked his tail beneath his belly as misery took over. The pain was clouding his thoughts and making it difficult to find a solution. He wished his pack was with him. His Alpha would know what to do.

He should know what to do.

Davey tried to steel himself and form a coherent plan. The end of his paw was going numb, the pad tingling.

There was a noise behind him—a twig snapping underfoot.

Hackles rising, he twisted. There was no one there. He smelled the air though his pain seemed to have drained his ability to concentrate. Several deep inhales later he caught a whiff of something—something strong and exotic. He knew straight away what it was.

Cat!

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