Book 2 in the Forbidden series
Payton Llewelyn, daughter to the cat-shifter alpha, wakes up with a throbbing head and a bullet wound to the hip. Recalling the events that led her there, the scent of a shifter permeates her senses—not that of a cat though, but of a wolf.
Damien Lowell, future pack leader of the wolf-shifters, has found himself in an impossible situation. Cat-shifters and wolf-shifters aren’t friends, and what she doesn’t know is that his father is behind her attack. He only meant to prevent her from being kidnapped, and he now has the wounded princess of the cat-shifters in his custody.
But when the heat becomes too much to handle, Damien and Payton must choose whether to follow their instincts or question the forbidden.
Payton shook off her dream as she sluggishly came to with that disconnected feeling one gets after a deep sleep. It was the kind where you didn’t know where you were, what time it was, what day it was, or hell, even what year. She must have slept really hard.
She rubbed her face and tried to get her bearings. What woke her? Where was she? It was almost like she was missing something, but the feeling was residual, and she couldn’t figure out what that something was.
She tried to open her eyes, but she had a headache, and the daylight hurt her pupils. Then, there were the smells. She wasn’t at home or any other place that was familiar, and the scent of wolf-shifter was strong.
Wolf-shifter. Payton sat up in bed, jarring her side and sending shooting pains through her head.