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“What a fully packed story. From page one you are pulled into the story and I could not put it down. “-Marsha, Amazon Reviewer
“The best surprise? Westland is a great writer who weaves an exciting page-turner novel with vivid descriptions that will pull you right into this great story and cause you to love the main characters.”-Pam, Amazon Reviewer

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Copyright 2023 @Bree Westland
Smoke filled her nostrils, burned her eyes and seared her throat. People motioned wildly around her, but amid the pandemonium, she couldn’t hear anything but her own breaths as she took in bits of air mixed with ash, then coughed it back out. Something collided with Taryn’s head. She staggered, wiping at her wound, her hand coming back covered in blood. She crumpled to the floor, her rising panic easing as strong hands gripped her. # Blood… His mate’s blood… Blake sniffed the air, his beast clawing at his skin. Barking orders to the team members still standing after the explosion, Blake skirted the flying burning debris and broken bodies to reach Taryn. Heat scorched his face, stung his eyes as he communicated instructions to his team. The world spun in slow motion, and just like that, she was falling. “Taryn!” Almost there. A frantic need took him. He had to get to her. Was she dead or alive? Screams and moaning from the fallen around him burned at the edge of his consciousness. “Taryn!” Breaking her fall, Blake slid beneath her, grasping both her arms, cradling her body. His breath heaved in and out while he clutched her, trying to still his own motion so he could feel the rise and fall of her chest. One. Two. Yes. She was breathing. For a brief few seconds he kept their bodies pressed together, willing his energy into her, then rolled her on her side. He leaned over her, taking the opportunity to brush his nose along her neck, filling himself with her essence. A shudder rattled through him. Trace bits of Avery’s scent still lingered, but he’d anticipated that and swallowed down the growl forming in his throat. Strong and sweet, the smell of jasmine coiled around Taryn. He coughed out a breath and angled her head toward him. Remnants of ash and smoke mixed with the scent of copper clogged his throat, and his voice came out gritty, hoarse, desperate, as he fought for a clean breath. “Say something. Where are you hurt?”Buy Now or Read for FREE with Kindle Unlimited!

About Bree Westland
Hi, I’m Bree! Paranormal romance writer and lover of all things fantasy. I write steamy shifter romances with growly alpha men and the strong women who love them. Most days you can find me tucked away in my office, lost in the worlds and characters I create, listening while they tell me their stories. When not writing, you can catch me curled up with a hot cup of tea and my ever-growing TBR pile. I call home the sunny beaches of Jacksonville, Florida, but I love traveling as long as I can take my laptop with me!Follow: Facebook | Website | TikTok | Pinterest | Goodreads | BookBub | Newsletter | Amazon
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