After seven years of being on the move, Arlo Barman wants nothing more than a place to call home. But unbeknownst to him, Arlo is a caladrius healer, so staying in one place has never been an option. The compulsion to separate himself from those he's healed is all-consuming and leaves him little choice but to pack up yet again. Nash Silver is the only werewolf in his small coastal town. Living undetected in a human world is imperative for his kind, and he and his small circle of friends -- a vampire and a psychic -- have done so for decades. But Nash's anonymous existence is jeopardized when a man with an enticing scent moves into town. From the moment Nash lays eyes on the stranger, nothing is more important than being close to him. Not even guarding his secret. Arlo isn't interested in a relationship or even a date, his past has taught him nothing good comes from it, but the rather pushy local popping up everywhere he goes has his heart somersaulting. If he's heart is somersaulting or not doesn't matter, because when Nash gets injured, Arlo is the only one who can save him. Having used his powers, Arlo has to leave Nash and the cozy town he wanted to make his home, but can Nash survive being separated from his mate?

Black Bird

Confusion was ripping his brain to pieces. One part of him wanted to hurt—okay, maybe not hurt, but scare, one part wanted to scare Arlo. The other wanted to bend him over the table and fuck him stupid, and protect him, and kiss him until he ran out of air. He would make sure the entire world knew Arlo was his. His!


He stopped for a moment, trying to make sense of it all. Arlo was standing flat against the wall, all color had left his face, and Nash could see his pulse throb in his throat. The air filled with a scent of copper. Nash’s stomach dropped to the floor.


Blood soaked one knee on Arlo’s jeans. Nash looked at the shards that had been a cup a minute ago and whined. He couldn’t stop the sound spilling out of his mouth.


“Please, please.” Arlo tried to get farther away from him, but the walls were keeping him in place.


Chapter 18