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Blurb:
After a lifetime of trading passion for ambition, Doctor Emily Hillard is determined to catch a killer. Instead of being awed by her technology, the morphs pair her with the most exasperating man she has ever encountered. He's barbaric, domineering, and apologetically savage. She should be frightened, or at least repelled by his lack of sophistication. Instead, she finds him refreshing, and pictures herself crushed beneath his strong body as he skillfully peels away her civility.
Cruz, a panther-shifter with pyrokinetic abilities, spent eleven years as an assassin before being allowed a reprieve. He is finally enjoying some down time when a murderous rogue chooses his territory for a hideout. Now half of Alpha Colony is searching for the rogue, and Cruz's handlers are desperate to get their hands on Emily's prototype. Ordinarily Cruz would have ignored their threats and ultimatums, but he's intrigued by the delectable doctor. So, he decides to show the hothouse flower what life in the wild is all about.
Excerpt:
Alpha Colony: Uninhibited Fire
Aubrey Ross
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Copyright ©2010 Aubrey Ross
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Sharp claws pricked Emily Hillard's throat while a massive hand immobilized her against the rough-hewn wall surrounding the feline village. Maddox, the leader of Barbary pride, loomed over her, silent, majestic, and lethal. Only his hand touched her as he stared into her eyes. Nothing more was needed to control an unarmed human.
She hadn't expected a hero's welcome. But she'd been dragged out of her vehicle by brutish guards and shoved against the wall before she had a chance to explain who she was or why she'd come to Alpha Colony. A small crowd had gathered by the time Maddox arrived, and her treatment at his hands had been even less welcoming. The morphs had no reason to trust humans. She understood their hostility. Even so, she had expected some level of civility.
Taking a careful breath, she tried to regain her composure without increasing the sting of the lion-shifter's claws. "Milo sent me." She maneuvered the words beyond her dry lips, amazed that she could speak at all. Would that mean anything to him? Maddox was organizing the cat clans in support of the building rebellion, but she wasn't sure how much he knew about the external efforts.
One of Maddox's tawny brows arched, and he relaxed enough to sheath his claws. His hand slipped to the base of her throat as his face descended. She knew enough about morphs to understand what he was doing. He sniffed her hair, inhaled her breath, and gradually moved lower. The examination was humiliatingly thorough, yet in no way intimate.
"You reek of dogs."
"I just came from their camp." Her voice regained a bit of its strength. Apparently, he'd decided not to rip out her throat. That was something. "I needed --"
He caught her jaw again, snapping her head back so fast she bumped the rustic perimeter wall. "The only thing I need from those curs is the safe return of my sister!"
"Maddox, their scent is on her clothing, not her body." The throaty, female voice came from somewhere behind Maddox, but Emily couldn't see around his broad chest. "Are you calm enough to process the distinction?"
Emily didn't detect playfulness in the female's words, but Maddox smiled and moved his hand to the wall. His gaze lingered on Emily's face for a moment longer; then he angled his body toward the other woman. "I'm always calm. I was hoping to detect Jizette's scent, but all I can smell is dog."
The blonde shrugged as she ambled closer. "Perhaps we should remove her clothes. Then we can determine if she's been near Jizette or not."
"I have," Emily immediately volunteered.
The blonde chuckled. "Humans are so easy."
"But it's not what you think. I'm not working for Timberline pack. I have important information, if you'll let me explain."
The female stood beside Maddox, confident and comfortable. Golden hair flowed to her waist and framed a face both angular and graceful. "I'm Dyauna." She held out her hand toward Emily. "Maddox is my mate." Her simple, filmy garment did little to conceal her supple curves. The two made a stunning couple.
Maddox smiled at his mate's possessive phrasing and pushed off the wall. "You're usually the one ready to bust heads first and ask questions later. Is mated life taming you?"
"In your dreams." Dyauna motioned toward Emily's vehicle. "What is that thing? I've never seen anything like it."
Emily glanced at the guards and other onlookers. Her arrival had caused quite a stir. "Much of what I need to explain is highly confidential. Is there somewhere we can go to talk?"
"Do you know where Jizette is, or not?" Maddox faced Emily again, all playfulness gone from his demeanor.
"I do, and she's unharmed. The rest is complicated."
"There's nothing complicated about releasing a hostage." His nostrils flared, and Dyauna placed her hand on his forearm. "All the dogs need to do is let her go."
Dyauna gave his arm a meaningful squeeze. "This really would be better without an audience."
He heaved a sigh and called out to the guards, telling them to open the gate. "Bring that contraption inside. We'll talk in the workshop."
Emily wasn't sure where the workshop was, but Maddox and Dyauna guided her inside the feline village. Watching the gates close behind her felt oddly prophetic. This wasn't her first field mission, not even her first time at Alpha Colony, so why did she feel so jittery?
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