A mission to find a stolen shifter stone. A hunky werewolf and a feline with attitude.
You never know when love will happen.
Special Agent Zac Sweet has handled strange assignments for Fish and Wildlife, but his new mission, finding a missing shifter stone for a powerful wizard, gives strange a whole new definition. Toss in a new partner, a sexy, feline cop with attitude and the case really gets interesting.
Detective Cattus Love of the Department of Antiquities thought the shifter stone was a myth. She’d scratch and claw for this assignment, but the mission comes with a downside, a S.O.S. agent for a partner. No thank you. Been there. Done that.
Cattus is stuck with Sweet, but this time, no one, not even a hunky werewolf, is snatching the credit out of her paws.
This case was unusual. Zac usually chased down poachers, like the members of the Exotic Club. The crazy foodies liked to consume rare and endangered species. Who knew, perhaps a fire-breathing dragon might come in handy.
Zac followed Detective Love out of the wizard’s office and into an elevator. “I have wheels. Official.”
“I think we should keep a lower profile,” Love said.
They stepped out of the elevator into a subterranean parking garage. “Do all wizards have downtown offices?”
“Magus Borch lives in the mountains, but the Chamber owns this building,” Love said. “Let’s take my car.”
The cat stepped up to a luxury sports car and slid behind the wheel. Low-slung, red and shiny, the fancy car would cost at least three years earnings at Zac’s current pay scale. Antiquities must pay well.
“Definitely, a lower profile,” Zac said, dropping into the passenger seat.
Love started the engine and entered the address for Eagle Gemstones in the GPS system. “Buckle up, Sweet.”
Zac clicked the safety belt and checked the GPS. “Are you familiar with Quartz?”
“Never been there, but I like the desert. Straight, flat roads and high speed limits.”
The cat navigated easily through city traffic and entered the highway. She slid into the fast lane and glanced at him. “You must be good to catch Magus Borch’s attention.”
“Is that a question?” Werewolves had extremely sensitive olfactory systems. Useful when tracking suspects.
“How good are you?”
He inhaled. “You’re wearing Night Blossom, your hand cream has a citrus base, lemon. Your bath soap is flowery, honeysuckle. You spilled catsup on your pants and tried to clean it off with commercial hand soap. Your jacket is brand new. You recently treated your leather boots.”
“Bravo for you. How did you know my jacket is new?”
“Unlike your boots, the scent on the jacket is too fresh for long-term wear.”
“Maybe I just got it out of the cleaners.”
“Then I’d detect the cleaning solvent. Nope, it’s new.”
Love hit the gas and took a ramp onto a toll highway. The special high-speed road was available to law enforcement and any citizen with the skill and the coin to receive the highly coveted express permit.
“Are you carrying?”
His high-tech weapon was small and light, but deadly. Snugged against his back, the firearm was hidden by his loose shirt. When he shifted, his clothes and weapon morphed with the change. “I’m armed. Are you?”
“Antiquities officers are issued stun guns.”
“How does that work for you?”
Love glared at him. “You may have the firepower, but this is my case, Agent Sweet. Are we clear?”
Zac grinned. “I don’t mind a woman on top.”
SWEET LOVE available now at Changeling Press