Running into a winged lion shifter was never in Mitch's plans. But Bluebird Valley Preserve has more surprises in store, including wildlife and shifters, most of whom Mitch never knew existed. As a caracal shifter, Mitch is used to oddities. The chaos, he can handle. Calix, the saber-toothed cat, is what knocks him off balance.<br><br>Calix is a vet and a physician. Great in theory ... except he can only diagnose, not heal. Still grieving, he vows to protect his heart from another crushing blow. Then, he saves a caracal shifter from the flood waters. When he sees Mitch, he struggles with leaving the past behind and making a future for himself which includes Mitch.<br><br>Raging waters and mudslides threaten, leaving the whole preserve at risk. Mitch puts his life on the line to rescue Calix. But, it's Calix's heart Mitch finds the most challenging and worthwhile to win.

Mitch

“I don’t know. I’m the only one that I know of.” Mitch rubbed his sweaty palms on his worn shirt.


“Can you control it? Direct it?” Nate studied him hard.


Mitch grimaced and answered a little sheepishly. “Not really. It gets to a certain breaking point then discharges.” He lifted his chin to meet Nate’s eyes. “The good news is I usually have enough warning to get outside.”


“Well, there was this once. Let’s just say the house sort of exploded.”


“Ouch.” Nate turned to view the rock, then back to Mitch. “Interesting talent.”


“Some people seem to naturally collect lint. I attract electricity from humid air. Hygro-electrical charge if you will.”


“Very interesting.” Nate pursed his lips then clapped Mitch on the shoulder before starting in the other direction. He made a detour, ducked into the kitchen, then re-emerged carrying a moderate-sized red water jug with a white handle.


Chapter 11