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

Eli rubbed his chest and frowned at him. “For a guy who looks as emotionless as you do, there’s a lot going on.”


“The outside doesn’t match the inside?” Kol hadn’t much thought about how he was. He was dominant, but in most cases he didn’t need to prove it. He joked and laughed with the guys at the station, flirted with Thaddeus to rile Sandy up, but most often he kept an impassive face while among people.


Eli gave him the smallest smile. “You look scary.”


Kol huffed. “I am scary, but younever have to fear me.”


The smile disappeared, and Kol wanted to demand it back. “My land starts here.” He slowed the car and drove up close to the mailbox so he could peek inside—no mail. Getting the car moving again, he turned in on his road, a narrow gravel road going straight through the woods. 11


Chapter 28