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

Mitch tilted his head in acknowledgement. They might have just barely gotten to know one another, but Calix seemed to appreciate Mitch’s form. A step in the right direction, at least.


“Uh, oh.” Cain plopped down on the squeaky cot next to Kitt.


“I smell pheromones. Horny pheromones.”


Kitt shook her head. “Around here? In this cabin? Really?” Sarcasm dripped from her every word. “It’s like spring heat gone extreme in this place.”


Rafael climbed up on the bed next to Mitch and started barking.


Mitch flinched. “Inside voice, please.”


With a huff, Rafael continued in a softer tone.


“Anyone want to translate?” For the life of him, Mitch couldn’t made sense of any of the jabbering.


“Kitt used all the hot water and Dev doesn’t want to play with him as long as they have visitors.” Nate shrugged as if translating the weather forecast.


Chapter 57