Unexpected revelations lead a woman on a path that will change her destiny…
Pandora Zahi is used to being in control of her life—both professionally and more importantly, personally. She doesn’t have time for a mate and sure as hell not one she isn’t sure if she’d rather eliminate or kiss. Zyric has her off-kilter and for a Siren, that isn’t a comfortable feeling at all. It’s time for her to take back the power and show Zyric that although he thinks he’s the one in charge, she is. She knows he still has secrets and she will unearth each one and teach him he should never hide what shouldn’t be hidden.
Zyric has many secrets and in one touch, Pandora unravels most of what he has concealed. With the revelation, he is now clear to pursue the one thing he wants above all else—Pandora. He will push through her walls to break that control. He wants to get deep beneath the exterior Pandora portrays to the world to the woman underneath. She is his future and his soul craves hers. However before they can have a future, he must take care of a past wrong that will affect them both. Zyric knows if he was a better man, he would walk away…but he isn’t able to leave the woman who’s his match. Together they will create a melody that resonates under the power of rhythms.
Reader Advisory: This book is best read in sequence as part of a series.
General Release Date: 5th September 2014
The glass shattered in her hand and immediately blood welled in the deep cuts on her palm. It took everything in her to not curse aloud. With a thought, she healed it while taking a deep breath. The heightened sense of awareness coursing through her made everything seem too much. She had no idea what was going on within her and she didn’t like it one bit. Turning, she materialised a new beaker and got back to work.
“You’re tense.” The sensual male voice she knew so well came behind her from her right.
The tension within her unknotted and she felt as if she could breathe again. She frowned, not sure what to make of that.
“Pandora.” The tinge of an Irish accent in his voice was smooth like cream but packed the punch of whiskey.
Pandora Zahi controlled her shiver as she envisioned him speaking in Irish Gaelic as he thrust int— She cut off that thought before it could fully form. What the hell is wrong with me? I don’t even like him, much less want to fuck him. Something is definitely wrong with me.
“Cat got your tongue, Pandora?” He sounded closer, although she hadn’t heard him move.
“Me and my dogs don’t want cats around.” Pandora thought of her friends who were shifters then amended, “Well, except those that can become human.”
“What’s your beef with cats?” He came even closer.
His scent of the sea and fresh air sprinkled with a wisp of sulfur filled her senses. She scowled as the aroma made her thoughts whirl when she tried to place where she had smelled the combination before. It eluded her once more. Pandora felt she should know it and with that, she would have knowledge of what kind of being he was. It was frustrating that she couldn’t figure out what he was. He didn’t put off any signature of power but her instincts made her aware he was powerful.
“I don’t have anything against them. Just best for them to keep their distance. They tend to get punch-drunk when around me. Makes ’em loopy and really friendly to me.” Pandora smiled wryly. “From what Ian said, seems I put out some sort of vibe that draws all sorts of felines, including shifters, to me.”
“Really.” He stopped right behind her back. “That I’ll have to see. I’ll introduce you and your dogs to my Bengal.”
“Zyric, I don’t want to meet your cat.” Pandora pivoted to face him. “And my dogs don’t much li—” She looked down then amended, “Didn’t seem to like you much before. Now they seem to. Traitors.”
She glared at each of her Alaskan Malamutes sitting on either side of Zyric. Talon, the sable and white colored one, cocked his head to the side while Sula, whose coat was red and white, gave her a look that Pandora fancied was patronizing. The damn dog had her personality and it would have been the same look she would have used.
“I’m a likable guy.” Zyric shrugged his broad shoulders.
Pandora watched the motion while mulling over the lilting cadence of his words again, which made her believe he would speak Irish Gaelic. In her travels, she’d heard the accent enough times to recognise how it sounded. She lowered her gaze, taking in the expertly tailored flowing dark red shirt that stopped at mid-thigh of his charcoal gray slacks. It was another thing she always noticed about him. The way he dressed reminded her of something but she couldn’t place that either. She focused on his face—his features depicted his Latin heritage. His long raven hair was pulled back and held at the top of his head by a braided tie that matched his clothing. Zyric’s almost translucent gray eyes studied her and Pandora refused to shift under intense scrutiny.
“There are many other words I could think of and likable isn’t one of them,” Pandora retorted.
“Ahh…Pandora, I missed your sharp tongue.”
“You’ve been gone?” She lifted an eyebrow.
“Maybe.” He chuckled then sobered. “Catch me up on what’s been going on.”
“Wh—?” She cut herself off then decided to fill him in. “We’ve been working on some things and…”
She leaned against the metal table behind her, telling him about the project he’d been placed here at Conundrum for—the company she co-owned with her friends. Zyric asked questions as she spoke. He was supposedly here for something to do with The Klionhs, a drug she and her friends had developed in college and they’d thought had been destroyed. It hadn’t been and instead had been taken by one of their professors. They had since recovered all the data with the help of the some of the Blackstone family, who the town was named after. Zyric had come to them not too long after, under the guise of working for the same governmental agency from which the drug had been retrieved. She’d found out that the reasons for him being there were false. She was still planning a way she would reveal she knew Zyric was lying then finally get some answers of who he was.
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