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Shan had thought he’d taken every precaution. He’d scrutinized the staff schedule so he could pick an arrival time when all the counselors would be safely occupied with training activities. He’d circled the camp three times, observing the entire site from the air. He hadn’t landed and shifted to human form until he was completely sure there was no risk of encountering his true mate. He was not prepared for her to charge out of nowhere and tackle him like a linebacker. She was barely half his mass, yet she nearly knocked him clean off his feet. He staggered, instinctively grasping her shoulders to steady them both. His mate didn’t give him so much as a second to regain his balance. Grabbing his tie, she marched off with rapid, angry strides. Helpless to resist, Shan found himself stumbling at her heels, hauled along like a disgraced dog on a lead. She pulled him into a storeroom, the walls lined with rows of shelves and neatly labeled boxes. The door shut behind them with an ominous click. Releasing his tie at last, she turned to face him, hands on her hips. “You idiot,” she snarled up at him. “What were you thinking?” At that precise moment, he wasn’t thinking anything. A kind of bright, ringing blankness filled his mind. He’d resigned himself to never seeing her again. He’d tried to forget her warm amber eyes, the dimple in her cheek, the way the sunlight caught in her hair. Now she was here, right in front of him, every perfect inch. Pure need gripped him. She was so close. So close to being able to taste, to claim, to have— His mate did not seem afflicted with the same all-consuming desire. She clicked her tongue, looking him up and down as if he were a used car she was already regretting buying. “Not what I would have ordered,” she muttered. She went to the only window, peering out past a faded blind. “But we’ll have to make the best of things. I just hope no-one saw you. Honestly, turning up in a suit and sunglasses? You might as well walk around with your badge glued to your forehead.” His hand flew to his face. His sunglasses were still there, strapped securely to his head. She hadn’t seen his eyes. She couldn’t have looked into his soul, and recognized him as her doom. “I think there may be a misunderstanding,” he said cautiously, not yet daring to allow himself more than the faintest glimmer of hope. “I am Special Agent Shan Zhao, Federal Bureau of—” “Shifter Affairs,” she finished for him. She adjusted the blind, making sure the window was fully covered. “I know. I’m Leonie MacCormick, the camp’s head counselor. We met when you were here a couple of weeks ago, though I don’t expect you remember me.” Every nanosecond of that encounter was burned into his memory. He restrained himself to a noncommittal nod. “You know why I am here?” “Yes, and I’m not happy about it,” Leonie said bluntly. “Don’t get me wrong, it’s nothing personal. I appreciate everything Shifter Affairs does to keep the rest of us safe. I’d just rather you weren’t here. My job is hard enough already. The last thing I need is a hulking secret agent stomping about camp, distracting my counselors and riling up the kids.” Only long habit let him prevent any flicker of reaction from showing on his face. Inside, he sagged with relief. She didn’t know. She’d accosted him in righteous fury, but not for the reason he’d feared. She didn’t know he was her mate. “So,” Leonie added in the same brisk, no-nonsense tone, “take off your clothes.” --- For readers who love: 🐯 Shifters with powerful protective instincts 💡 Fated mates (and everyone knows but her...) 🏕️ Forced proximity at a magical summer camp 🏡 Found family 🔥 Slow burn romance with spice 🔍 A mystery in the woods 😂 Kids running covert matchmaking missions 🌲 All the warm, cozy summer camp vibes Read TIGER SUMMER - available now on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited

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Laughter, s’mores, and the occasional surprise weasel (don’t ask) – that’s summer at shifter cub camp, and head counselor Leonie MacCormick wouldn’t have it any other way. She loves her job. She loves her campers. She even loves the pranks and mayhem. She does love the sudden arrival of a ...