For his twenty-fifth birthday, Alec Savage gets the gift of a lifetime -- the chance to meet his father for the very first time. What he finds upon his arrival in Washington, DC, however, is not what he expects. A smashed window. An empty house. A scrawled note with his name and a phone number on it. Panicked, he dials the number and talks to an uncle he never knew he had, one who insists Alec is in danger if he stays in the house. That’s when everything starts to get weird.<br><br>Within minutes, he’s teleported all the way to nowhere Montana, in the company of the most gorgeous guy he’s ever seen, hearing about how he’s the latest mage in the Savage line. Alec doesn’t want to believe Rowan Bouchard, but it’s hard to argue with the reality of his new snowbound location or the confirmation from the uncle who greets him. He even thinks staying on the estate while they hunt for his dad won’t be so bad if he’s got Rowan as eye candy.<br><br>Except Rowan is more than that. He’s a shifter, the most beautiful black panther Alec could imagine. And according to his Uncle Martin, he’s now Alec’s familiar too ...

Savage Estate

From the moment he&rsquo;d walked into the room, Rowan had been acting weird. Some of it dissipated when he&rsquo;d set up the laptop—a bonus Alec hadnhrsquo;t expected since heersquo;d assumed hedrsquo;d be under house arrest until this whole mess was sorted out—but then he rsquo;d brought up this familiar business, and Rowan started pacing around like he wanted to be anywhere else, and everything went right back to weird again.


Stopping him from going had seemed important. They needed to stand together if they wanted to have a voice. Alec had believed they could do it all the way until Rowan turned his head to look at him.


His eyes were still green, but now they glowed with orange flecks sparking in the irises like tiny little flames. Alec dropped his hand, shocked at the sudden shift, but the question of what the hell was wrong died on his lips in the very next breath.


Chapter 13