Caiden McNeil is a special being, a metamorph who can become any human necessary to stop the criminals his elven boss Zander sends him after.<br><br>Caiden is also a loner, unable to trust anyone on an emotional level. He has reason to feel this way: in his over eight-hundred years, he has learned that caring for someone only leads to despair. After all, how could a human accept him for what he really is, an immortal who will never seem to grow older than his apparent age of twenty-eight?<br><br>Then two men come into Caiden's life -- Leander, a cougar shifter, and Theirn, a half-elf. Either may betray Caiden and his belief that their feelings for him are real. On the other hand, is one of them willing to fight to prove love is possible, if Caiden will only give it a chance?

Perhaps, Someday

“The eyes don’t do it for me,” Theirn said. “Try those.”


Caiden did, and agree they fit the rest of the features better. The body wasn’t hard, since he could use his own, just making it more muscular and, he had decided earlier, an inch or two taller. “I may be the lovelorn swain—” he winked at Theirn, “—but that doesn’t mean I have to look like a twink.”


He studied the face they had come up with until he knew it—well, like his own face. Then, stripping down to his briefs, he morphed.


“It’s definitely something to see,” Zander agreed.


“How long can you hold that?” Theirn asked Caiden, his gaze raking over Caiden’s body momentarily before it returned to his face.


“As long as needed,” Caiden replied, his voice lower than normal, to suit his larger size.


“It’s going to take some getting used to.” Theirn smiled suddenly. “Styge will go ballistic when a stranger walks into the house.”


Chapter 43