Years ago, empath Elijah Long made a bad decision, and he is still paying for it. He’s kept hidden from his abusive werewolf ex for years, but when he wakes in a dark room, cuffed to a wall, he knows he’s out of luck. Elora, his psychic sister, will come for him, he just has to endure long enough to give her a chance to find him. Captain Kol Jaecar of Rockshade’s Paranormal Investigations Department detests slow times at work, so when Elora wants time off to search for her brother, Kol treats it as if it’s a real case and starts an investigation. What he assumed was a brother not picking up when his sister called turns out to be something else. Elijah experiences people’s emotions so strongly, it prohibits him from living a normal life. Spending time in the city is out of the question, yet it’s where Elora takes him once she finds him. Elijah does his best to keep his distance, especially from the growling man Elora brought to his rescue. Elijah will never make the mistake of getting close to a shifter again. The moment Kol smells Elijah, he knows he’s his mate, but how to get close to someone who doesn’t want to be near you? The man who abused Elijah is still on the loose, and Kol calls in the entire team to hunt him down. But how are they to keep Elijah safe when he can’t be around people? And how will Kol stay sane if he can’t touch his mate?

Mind Scrambler

As the car came to a stop, Elora grabbed the door handle.


“Wait.” Kol grabbed her arm. “They are wolf shifters.”


“I know, but he’s my brother, and over my dead body they get him back.” She pushed the door open and took off running toward the ambulance.


Get him back?What the hell had she gotten him into?


Eli was crouching on the dirty floor in the gas station bathroom. The monster was trying to talk the woman behind the counter into leaving, but she was insisting on staying where she was—thank God. Had she left, the man would have pulled the door open.


Eli had once run into a bathroom and believed he’d be safe, but Varg had opened the door without seeming to notice it was locked.


Someone knocked on the door in rapid succession. “Sir?” It was a new voice. The emotion flooding him was a mix of concern and excitement. Excitement was the wrong word, the person on the other side of the door was in an adrenaline rush. “Sir, can you hear me?”


Chapter 12