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

The guy swung around with a severe frown plastered on his face. “Every fucking day. I can’t make cupcakes fast enough. People keep stealing them.” He went on a cursing tangent that seared Mitch’s ears.


People? More like a god-like mythical creature possessing hooves and a tail.


“I guess we should get busy.” Mitch interrupted the tirade. “I’m Mitch by the way. The new chef.”


“Tony. Pastry chef extraordinaire.” He juggled the tray and shook Mitch’s hand.


Mitch picked up an unfamiliar scent. One that baffled him. “Pardon me for asking, but what kind of shifter are you?”


Tony grinned saucily. “Honey badger.”


“Oh, hell.” Mitch swallowed hard. Badgers were downright mean. Aggressive. And dirty-handed.


Tony chuckled. “Nice to see I haven’t lost my touch.” He finished depositing his cupcakes on the rack, strode around Mitch, and returned to the kitchen.


Yeah. What else could go wrong today? I don’t know why I even bothered to ask.


Chapter 12