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Moon Dances - The Sundown Saga #4
KC Kendricks
Maison d'édition: White Deer Enterprises/White Deer Books
Synopsis
Shapeshifters walk among us, guarding us from their ancient nemesis. They seek to prevent the enemy’s return to earth to enslave both Chal and human alike. Secrets of the Chal past come to light when Lieutenant Fallon Roxbury’s suppressed memories of his early years resurface. The shapeshifters have always had a plan to defeat their enemy, one with Fallon’s alien lover Sundown at its core. It’s a reminder that looks can be deceiving, and the shapeshifter he shares his life with isn’t human. Protecting the Chal is a full-time job, a task which would be easier if they weren’t so secretive - and scheming. When his police force partner suggests a vacation, Fallon jumps at the chance to take Sundown someplace private. A resort near where he grew up seems like the perfect place for a get-away. Ten days filled with togetherness, sleep and sun is just what they both need. How could he know so much more than fun lurks in the woods? * * * “You have a plan!” I rolled my eyes at him. “Of course I have a plan. I’m a cop. I’m trained to examine all the evidence and choose the best option.” “Which is…?” I stood and rested my hands on his shoulders. “Run like the cowards we are. We’re going to get the fuck out of town for a few days starting now, while the caretakers deal with the nestling.” Czun Dun Nhunfi, the pride of his Clan, went completely still and blinked twice. I knew that look too well. He was telepathic, and he’d just communicated with the Elders. His gaze refocused on mine. “I will pack my things and stay at your apartment until we can leave.” I burst out laughing. It was pitiful. One grown man and one grown shapeshifter fleeing a little glowball no bigger than a housecat. But as usual, Sundown had his own sense of logic, which he presented to me. “You won’t laugh if Ozli decides to look like you. Nor will you like it if the nestling sneaks into our bed while I have you on your back making you howl with pleasure. It could mimic your pose and the sound you make, you know.” I sobered - fast. “Get your pants on. I’ll help you pack.” “I thought you’d see it my way, Lieutenant.”
Disponible depuis: 01/04/2016.
