Novel & Cerita Shifter's Bargain: A Dance With Destiny

“Is shifter food very different from human food? Do shifters have their own dance styles?” Sinclair smiles, and I suddenly wish I’d chosen to sit beside him, rather than across the car. “We eat more red meat than humans – rarer steaks too – but otherwise it’s not so different.” A low rumble, somewhere between a purr and a growl sounds in his chest. “And our dancing can be a bit more…. Sensual, but don’t worry, I”m looking forward to teaching you.” Oh god. His intense focus and scintillating tone has my body heating up like a bonfire, and I have to squeeze my thighs together to relieve the sudden ache at their center. It’s not a real date, it’s not a real date, it’s not a real date.

“Let’s try not to think about it though. I’d like to just have dinner with my friend without thinking about my parents and how trapped they are in their own grief and anger.” He seemed to accept that, and they drove to a bar with a dance floor and live music stationed partway between Caliper and Northstar. It was outside the bounds of either city, though it was still technically part of the county, and it was somewhat neutral ground for anyone who knew that shifters lived among them. It also had a restaurant attached, and they went there first. After they were seated and had leather-bound menus, she looked around, saying, “This place has changed.” He frowned. “What do you mean?”

Althea asks when I'm fully dressed and ready. "Convince him I'm there for a date," I reply. "Slip the sedative into his drink then search his room." "And if he sees through you?" "Thea, no one can resist a good pair of these." I gesture to my chest which looks great in the revealing dip of the dress. "He'll be too focused on what my body is doing, he won't notice anything is off," I reassure her. I hope. Shifters have advantages I could never dream of. So, I need to make sure he doesn't see through me.

“This could change everything for you.” “It’s not just about money,” I shot back, my voice shaking slightly. “I won’t lose myself in this… whatever it is you want.” He studied me for a moment, trying to understand why I was so resistant. Did he really believe that taking his offer would mean losing myself? Just then, Sam rushed over, her eyes wide with worry. “Evelyn! You can’t be serious!” I turned to my friend, torn between joy and fear. “Think about it!” Sam urged. “He’s a billionaire! This is dangerous!”

In my 300 years, I’d met one other, and she met an unfortunate end thanks to a couple vampire hunters and a stake in the 1870s. It wasn’t exactly a common combination. Historically speaking, shifters and vampires (of any kind) did not get along. I went back to watching over the dance floor, my gaze settling on a group grinding against each other. I could smell the lust from here. With a nod to the bartender, I headed out into the middle of the dance floor, towards the group I was looking for. I was dancing on my own, arms above my head and eyes closed, just soaking it all in. If I had the succubus side fully satisfied, the shift tonight would be nowhere near as draining.

Logan gave him an occasional glance before saying, “We need to figure out what to do with you. You can't just stay here forever.” Kai sat cross-legged on the floor beside the couch, listening to him with rapt attention. Logan continued, half to himself. “You can't stay in a shelter’s. You don’t have an ID. Hospitals’ll just call the cops. And I’m not exactly rolling in cash.” Kai frowned. "Logan... worried?" “Worried doesn’t even begin to cover it.” He glanced at Kai—and froze. There was something strange about Kai’s arm. There was a faint shimmer, almost like a bruise, but it moved, sealing shut rapidly. Logan blinked, and it was gone.

, Dawn reminded Zina and spoke to Talia, "Shifters is the hottest nightclub in the area. It's a bit of a drive, because it's on the border of our territory but it's totally worth it. Everyone will be there. That's a perfect chance to mingle with hot stuff from other packs, and even humans come in large numbers." Talia didn't want to reject the invitation, even though she had no intention of going. "I will come if I can." "Great! Come and join us dancing the night away. Treat me well, Talia because you never know, I might be Luna in the morning!" Dawn paused and turned to Stephanie. "Don't worry. Even if that happens, I will be here on time to help with breakfast." Zina and Talia giggled at D

And everything changed. The sensation wasn't cold or hot. It was like a surge of electricity spreading through her entire body. She saw flashes of images: ancient forests, palaces, swords, blood. She felt the exhilaration of running free as a shifter, the agony of betrayal, the loneliness of thousands of years. All of Morat’s emotions flooded into her.

Not being able to touch put space between us that we couldn’t breach with our bodies, and it forced us to connect in other ways. “I can be doom and gloom if you want me to, but the fact is that we can’t change this situation right now.” I gestured between us. “It’s going to take some time to track down every last shifter even after we finish with the cats and wolves. I’m sure there are a few that slipped through our fingers. We can keep considering this a shitty curse—which it is—or we can try to change our perspective and look at it as a chance to get to know each other.”

And if she knew her father well, he would find every way to get her child, so he can bring the Sherrods to their knees. She shook her head, this was a dilemma. She just hoped Steffan proved to be a decent man, and not a brute like Hamza, Skylar's husband. She wiped her face, fixed her makeup, and stepped out. The music blared as she took the elevator back to the rooftop. Although she would have loved to return to her suite, she had still not greeted Skylar. She saw Spencer Sherrod happily doing the traditional dance with his children. They all had their hand on each other’s shoulder, forming a half cycle. They would move from one side to the next, throwing their legs out and then squat. Agai