Though I’ve already lost one mate, I can’t help but want Soledad Martinez for my own. Unfortunately, she proves to be as elusive as the jaguar sharing her consciousness. Every time I think I might get close to her, she slips through my fingers, laughing as she escapes me. Again, and again. She’s maddening, beautiful, deadly, and the most intriguing female I’ve ever met.
When I finally catch her, I promise I will never let her go, even if I have to cage her. Yet she escapes me once more – and the fault is my own. Worse, in my haste to make her mine, I’ve forgotten one very important thing.
The beings that seek to use the shifters for their own purposes are still out there. Still hunting. And they have my pirate.
Someone is going to die.