Running in Fear
In the second novel in the #1 Amazon romance Running in Fear series, Jaycee Manz has finally found her mates. Now among others of her kind, you would think she would be happy. But like everything else, achieving a dream often comes with a price. How can a person feel totally abandoned when surrounded 24 hours a day by her mates? Can she trust them not to rip out her heart?
Remi, Dane, and Mark love their mate Jaycee. Now all they have to do is figure out how to get her to bond with them.
Remi knows he's going to have to force the issue, but he's determined to have Jaycee at his side no matter what the cost.
The pack has always been first in Dane's mind, but how does he trust his mate to her duties if she can't even control her emotions? He knows Jaycee needs help and guidance, but what else is she hiding? Will he have the patience needed to deal with her? Or will he just say the hell with it and tie her to his bed forever?
Being Remi's bonding partner is not an easy job, but then neither is being Jaycee's mate. Not only does Mark need to control her, but he also wants to love her. Can she settle down and accept the three of them? If his bonding partner has anything to do with it, she will have no choice, but Mark sees problems coming and knows someone is going to be hurt...
“I have some of Dane’s things here. When I visited with my father a long time ago, I noticed his high school jacket lying there on the floor. I took it. I slept with it many nights. It was one of the things I took with me when I left home.” Jaycee pointed over to the far wall. Dane turned, noticing the jacket. He got up and touched it.
“You kept this all these years?” he asked in awe.
Jaycee shrugged her shoulders. “I knew you were my mate, Dane. I loved you then. It was one of the things that kept me going. I am afraid it has a lot of tearstains on it and it’s worn in some spots, but it was a part of you. I never dreamed I would get a chance with you after Curt. I also think I have something of Mark’s.” Jaycee stood and moved to the dresser in the dining room to pull out an old baseball hat. She carried it to Mark, handing it to him and sitting back down in Remi’s lap, pulling the blanket around her.
“I can’t believe you have this,” Mark said. “I searched for weeks for this, and I accused Dane of giving it away. He accused me of stealing his coat.”