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

“Hmm.” The man nodded. He wore jeans and a black hoodie with the hood on. Not enough clothes for an October night. The twinge of unease was back. What was a man doing in the middle of nowhere without proper clothing?


“You can’t stay here. I have some gas at my place.” The man opened the door, and Arlo cursed himself for not having locked it. Judging by the mistakes he’d made today, no one would believe he’d been on the run, sort of, for seven years. Cold air swept over him, and he reached for the phone and put it in his pocket.


“Thank you, I appreciate it.” He didn’t. He wanted the man to leave him alone.


“No problem. Come on, this way.” The man motioned toward a trail snaking its way between the trees. Arlo rolled his shoulders and glanced at the man, he still couldn’t see his features properly. Swallowing hard, he took a step forward.


Arlo bit his lip. “Nowhere. I needed to clear my mind and didn’t keep track of the roads.”


Chapter 23