Here's a little excerpt from TO TEMPT A TIGER (Tiger Shifters, Book 5), out now! Enjoy!
CHAPTER ONE
Rose Callaghan hugged her daughter,
rocking her as another wave of pain wracked her little body. Panic and torment
twisted in her gut, emotions she’d almost gotten used to over the last year.
“I’m here, baby. It’ll be okay.”
“Hurts, Mommy.”
“I know, I know. We’ll fix it. We’ll find a way.”
The doorbell rang. Rose ignored it. Whoever it was could
come back later. She rubbed the sweat-soaked hair from her daughter’s brow,
wondering if she should take her to the emergency room again. It never helped.
Nothing helped. The doctors never uncovered the problem. No test had produced
an explanation. No specialist had found an answer. No one knew why her daughter
went through these episodes of extreme pain.
All her prayers to God, Mary, and all the saints she could
remember from mass didn’t seem to be working either. But she had to do
something.
Rose was desperate—she just didn’t know where else to turn.
The doorbell rang again, followed by insistent knocking.
She growled, then said, “Baby, I need to go get that. I’ll
be right back.”
Zoe nodded but as soon as Rose released her, she curled up
into a ball on her bed, rocking as another wave of pain visibly shivered over her skin.
Rose ran to the front door, grumbling kid-safe curses, ready
to take the hide off whoever was there. Why couldn’t they take the hint and
just go away?
The doorbell rang again, and Rose hissed a not-kid-friendly
curse. She threw open the door, her mouth open to yell at whoever it was—until
she saw the man on her front step. She froze, her brain momentarily too stunned
to work.
Vladimir Dubrovsky. The love of her life. The man she’d
planned to marry.
The man who’d accused her of cheating on him and left her
when he found out she was pregnant.
Rose blinked as the reality of Vlad being on her doorstep
sank in. He looked the same—dark hair, dark eyes, sharp, sexy features, the
perfect mouth, and a body designed to make a woman’s mouth water.
“Hello, Rose,” he said. “I realize this is a
little…unexpected.”
His voice was still that deep rich octave that had always
made her shiver. She released a loud huff.
“Unexpected?” She wanted to laugh. She grabbed his arm and
jerked him inside. “Thank God. Get in here.”
His wide-eyed shock might have given her some satisfaction
if she wasn’t so worried.
“Your daughter is sick,” she said, dragging him into her
living room. “The doctors can’t tell me what’s wrong. She’s in pain right now.
What did you pass on to her? This isn’t anything from my side—we’ve run tests
and done the research. You need to tell me everything about your family medical
history.”
Vlad stood in her living room staring at her, his head
angled down slightly, his brow furrowed. He looked at her like she was speaking
a foreign language.
Her patience didn’t stretch that far. “Damn it, Vlad, snap
out of it. I need your help. What the hell is wrong with our daughter? While
we’re standing here wasting time, she’s hurting, and I have to stop it. If you
have any information that will help, you need to tell me. Now.”
“This isn’t the reception I was expecting.”
“I don’t have time for that right now. Can you help or not?
If not, get out.”
He shook his head like a dog shaking off water and
straightened. “May I see her?”
She hesitated. This man had abandoned them. She hadn’t seen
or heard from him in four years. She wasn’t sure she wanted him around her
daughter—even if he was Zoe’s father.
But if he could help with Zoe’s pain…
The familiar panic and desperation churned in her stomach
and tightened her muscles. “Do you know what’s wrong with her?” she asked.
“I might. Is the pain cyclical? Does it comes and go? Does
she complain her muscles and bones feel like they’re stretching and aching? Has
she ever said her body feels like it’s coming apart?”
“Yes! The doctors have tried a bunch of stuff and none of it
works.”
“None of it would. May I see her?” he asked again.
This time Rose didn’t hesitate. “Come on.”
If he could help with Zoe’s pain, she might just be able to
forgive him for breaking her heart. Maybe. She’d certainly stop wishing the
torments of hell on him.
At the entrance to Zoe’s bedroom, she spun to face him. The
move brought them up close, and for an instant, her breath caught. He still
smelled like the most delicious thing ever—spice and musk and male.
She pushed the thought aside and pointed a finger at him.
“Don’t scare her or hurt her. If you do anything that pisses me off, you’re out
of here. I’m too scared and worried about her to put up with nonsense. Also, no
cursing.” She turned and walked into her daughter’s brightly decorated white
and yellow room.
“Zoe. Someone’s here to see you.”
“No doctors.” Zoe’s frown was set, stubbornness in every
cute, chubby little line of her face. Then her body jerked and she moaned.
Rose forgot about Vlad as she hurried to her daughter.
“Baby, I’m here. I’m here. It’s going to be okay. I promise.” She pulled Zoe
into her arms.
“Mommy, it hurts.”
“I know, baby. We’ll fix it.” Rose hated that she said this
every single time and hadn’t been able to fulfill this promise. The words were
like ash in her mouth.
“Zoe.” Vlad’s tone was soothing and soft.
Rose blinked. She’d almost forgotten him in those seconds of
hearing Zoe’s pain in her voice.
“My name is Vlad. I’m not a doctor, but I might be able to
help you. Can I sit next to you?”
She glanced up at Rose, pain pinching the skin around her
beautiful dark eyes—eyes that had always reminded Rose of Vlad’s. Rose nodded
her approval.
Zoe looked at him. “You got a funny name.”
He smiled, then very gently sat next to her on the bed.
“When the pain comes, does it feel like your skin is stretching?”
She nodded.
“Do you…see any images in your mind when the pain hits? Does
anything pop up in your imagination?”
“Tigers.”
He straightened and sucked in a sharp breath.
“What?” Rose asked. “What is it? Why are tigers
significant?”
He ignored her questions and focused on Zoe. “I’m going to
talk you through breathing and things to think about that should help ease the
pain. Okay?”
Rose glared. Positive thinking wasn’t going to help her
baby.
“I want you to take a long, slow breath,” Vlad coached.
“Can’t. Hurts.”
“I know. But this will help. I promise. One long deep
breath, and imagine the way your arms feel when you feel good.”
Zoe nodded as she tried to take a deep, stuttering breath.
“That’s it. Good girl. Now close your eyes and concentrate
on how your whole body feels when you feel good. How your two legs feel. What
the shoes on your feet feel like. What it feels like to wiggle your toes
against the inside of your shoes. Got it?” He looked up at Rose. “What’s her
favorite toy or game? Something that involves physical sensation.”
Rose snatched up Zoe’s special blanket and handed it to him.
“I want you to imagine feeling your blanket against your
fingers,” he continued, speaking to Zoe.
“Do you remember what if feels like?
Concentrate on the soft material against your skin.”
“She sucks on the corner,” Rose added.
Vlad nodded. “Remember what the corner feels like against
your lips, on your tongue. How the blanket feels when it touches your cheek.”
As he talked in slow, rhythmic, soothing tones, Zoe’s
breathing evened out and the tight lines around her eyes and mouth eased. Her
little body relaxed and her shoulders slumped.
“Feeling better now?” Vlad asked.
She opened her eyes and smiled. “Better. I tired.”
“You rest, baby,” Rose said. Vlad stood and Rose tucked Zoe
into her bed, making sure she had her favorite blanket in hand. “I’ll be in the
living room if you need me.”
She nodded, then looked up at Vlad, her dark eyes narrowing
toward sleep. “Thanks for stopping the pain.”
“You’re welcome.”
Rose felt tears pricking her eyes and sniffled them back.
She didn’t like Zoe seeing her upset, not so soon after an episode. She
motioned to Vlad, and they left Zoe to sleep.
In the living room, Rose stood for a long moment just
staring at the pale carpet and breathing deeply. She felt so drained she wanted
to sleep, too. And cry. She desperately needed to cry.
But she refused to do it in front of Vlad.
“Why are you here?” She kept her back to him until she was
sure the tears pricking at her eyes wouldn’t fall.
“I’m not sure how to
start.”
She finally faced him. “Let me start then…by saying thank
you for helping Zoe. If you can tell me how to do that, I’d appreciate it. Then
you can leave.”
Vlad scowled. “I can’t leave you.”
“You did before.”
“That’s not what I meant. It’s… This is a complicated
story.”
“I’m too tired for stories, Vlad.” She crossed her arms and
braced her legs to stave off the emotional exhaustion weighing on her. She
wouldn’t let him see her pain, only her anger. Even if he had just helped with
her daughter.
“I was expecting a different reaction to my being here,” he
said.
“What?”
He shrugged. “I thought you might slap me.”
“Maybe if Zoe hadn’t been in the middle of an episode, I
would have.”
The corner of his mouth lifted, and Rose’s heart thumped
hard. Damn him, how did he do that to her with just a smile? She hated him. It
didn’t make sense that she could feel anything else for him, especially not
this longing.
“Don’t get cocky,” she told him. “I still might slap you if
you don’t get to the point and then get out.”
“I’ll start with an apology then,” he said.
She snorted. “Little late for that now.”
“It’s offered anyway.”
“Why?”
He paused before saying, “I have reason to believe I was
mistaken when I left.”
She gave him a deadpan stare that would have shriveled a
weaker man. “Really? What led you to this epiphany?”
“Discovering I had a half sister I didn’t know about. Seeing
the state Zoe was just in confirmed my suspicions.”
“How does you having a sister have anything to do with our
past?”
“I was telling you the truth when I said we couldn’t have
kids. At least, the truth as I knew it. You and I should not have been able to
conceive a child. Because of that, I was left with no alternative but to think
you’d been with another man.”
“We did have a child. I didn’t cheat on you. And if you’d
truly loved me, you should have trusted me enough to believe me.”
“I believe you now.”
“Why now? Why were you so convinced back then that we
couldn’t have kids?”
All those years ago, he’d been very clear about the fact
that they wouldn’t be able to have children naturally. He’d always seemed sad
when he talked about not having kids, and she’d really wanted them, too. But
he’d been clear—if she wanted them, she either needed to find someone else, or
they’d have to consider alternatives like adoption. She’d been prepared to
adopt. So long as she and Vlad were together, it didn’t matter how they built
their family. At least not to her.
When she’d realized she was pregnant, she’d been thrilled,
thinking whatever Vlad had been told about his inability to reproduce had been
a mistake. She’d expected him to be as excited as she was, and she’d even
deluded herself into thinking he’d propose the moment he heard the news.
But he hadn’t proposed.
He fisted his hands against his thighs. “You’re not going to
believe what I’m about to tell you. But for Zoe’s sake, you need to know the
truth. Then we need to go somewhere safe for a few weeks.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you talking about? Why would we
need a ‘safe’ place?”
“I’m pretty sure my brothers have figured out…about Zoe.”
“Vlad, you are as clear as mud right now. What the hell?”
“Okay. The truth.” He braced his feet a little farther apart and met her gaze. “I’m a tiger shapeshifter. Tigers and humans aren’t supposed to be able to have children. That’s why I thought you’d cheated on me. Then I learned about my sister. Her father is human, but her mother—my mother—was a tiger. Turns out it is possible for me to have children with a human woman. And if my brothers learn Zoe is my child, they will try to kill her.”
TO TEMPT A TIGER (Tiger Shifters 5) -- OUT NOW!
