Special Border Patrol agent Alex, who can shape shift into a raven, is used to working alone. He honors his Scots ancestry and has never met another shifter except for kinfolk back in Scotland. When he’s required to accept a partner, he normally manages to get rid of them quickly by being so distant, remote, and downright weird they cannot deal with him. But the latest one, Native American Manuel, poses a whole new range of challenges.<br><br>Manuel Ortiz is a member of the Tohono O’Odham tribe who works for the Border Patrol to support his ailing elderly parents. He has a secret he’s never dared to dare to share: he can shape shift into a Red Tailed Hawk. When his superiors team him with cold, cynical Alex, he’s not sure why until he learns Alex has a similar curse -- or gift.<br><br>Together they begin to form an uneasy bond. Confronting an evil and completely alien drug cartel boss, they have to cooperate to survive and in doing so learn the synergy of partnership. They discover flying together can open a whole new world for them both and riding on the wings of love can be magical indeed.

Wings of Love

If they knew who owned the black SUV, they didn’t act like it. Alex was not sure whether to be relieved or a bit piqued to see his fame was less than he had thought. He figured by now everyone along the border knew the dark hunter. Criminal hooligans such as these men should be at least a bit worried. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t had run-ins with a few of them in recent weeks.


He held out a hand to signal Manuel to halt. The other man stopped a long stride behind him. Without thinking, Alex sent the thought to his partner. ::They’re waiting for us. I figured as much, but I’d hoped I was wrong.::


Surprise jolted through him when the Indian’s silent words came in quick response. ::I was expecting it, too. There’s a chunk of change in this shit. What do we do now?::


::Set the stuff down. We’ll circle around to approach them from another angle, not by the trail. If we win, we can come back and get it. And if we don’t—it won’t matter much.::


Chapter 10