Guarding His Heart (Wiccan Haus #8)

Decadent Publishing Company

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 22,000
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First grade teacher Cassidy Sinclair loves all her students, but one little quiet boy is special. His background is so secret, he even has a bodyguard, who is tall, quiet and hot. When the school is attacked, the boy’s protector appears out of nowhere and dies saving her and little Allan.

Solitary shifter Trevor Greene uses his innate ability to blend in to his surroundings to protect high ranking members of the Paranormal Syndicate and their families. He risks revealing his secret—and the paranormal world—taking down the murderous gunman threatening his six-year-old charge and his sexy teacher.

While healing his physical wounds and facing the guilt over the loss of life from the attack, Trevor receives his new assignment: Cassidy Sinclair. Once she recovers from seeing him alive, he is torn between duty and passion. Cassidy requires nothing less than full disclosure.

Can he overcome his distrust of humans before another attack takes her away forever?

Guarding His Heart (Wiccan Haus #8)
1 Ratings (5.0)

Guarding His Heart (Wiccan Haus #8)

Decadent Publishing Company

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 22,000
1 Ratings (5.0)
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“What happened?”

What happened? He inhaled a calming breath and counted to ten, aware that Cemil and Cyrus had joined Sage and were awaiting his answer. Well, not Cemil. He was just being polite. As a telepath, he’d already read Trevor’s thoughts.

“She was determined to come back here, and I had to stop her.”

Cemil grinned. “The best you could come up with was decloaking her dead savior right in front of her?”

“Yeah,” he snarled, “it was.” Cassidy stirred in his arms, and he tightened his hold, keeping her close. He savored the innocent intimacy and hated himself for enjoying it.

Dana stood between the two elevators. “Your room or hers?”

“Hers.”

He nodded toward Sage as he waited for the third elevator, the one reserved for the humans. Somehow, these siblings had charmed the elevators so that only humans could use the one designated to go to the third floor, and only paranormals could use the second-floor elevator. The first elevator was reserved for the siblings alone. No one knew where that one went.

“I could use a key to her room.”

“How will you get there?” Sage asked, though he was sure she knew the answer. As always, he would just wait patiently, cloaked, for his opportunity.

“Don’t worry about me. Just get me the key. She’s not going to be an easy one to keep an eye on.” The elevator pinged, and Dana escorted him to the third floor.

In the privacy of the elevator, he pressed his lips to her hair. She wouldn’t know, but he would remember the silky strands caressing his cheek during the long, lonely nights.

He needed to concoct a believable explanation for materializing out of thin air that would not threaten her sanity. Or his secret.

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