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Running For Home
Running For Home
Running For Home
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Running For Home

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Juno is rescue from the clutches of a fey who has tortured and maimed her. Her rescuer is a fey who has been partnered with her brother for the last two years.

When she looks into his eyes, she doesn’t see pity, and the music he makes carries her to another world.

Once she is deemed recovered, she is offered a job in the Crossroads, and she takes it.

There is nothing else to be done; when Derix learns that the fox he wants has moved to the Crossroads, he follows.

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Release dateMay 3, 2016
ISBN9781487405359
Running For Home

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Running For Home - Zenina Masters

Recovery is slow, but with doors to her past closing, Juno finds herself running to her forest fey. Running for home.

Juno is rescued from the clutches of a fey who has tortured and maimed her. Her rescuer is a fey who has been partnered with her brother for the last two years.

When she looks into his eyes, she doesn’t see pity, and the music he makes carries her to another world.

Once she is deemed recovered, she is offered a job in the Crossroads, and she takes it.

There is nothing else to be done; when Derix learns that the fox he wants has moved to the Crossroads, he follows.

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Running for Home

Copyright © 2016 Zenina Masters

ISBN: 978-1-4874-0535-9

Cover art by Carmen Waters

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Running for Home

Shifting Crossroads

By

Zenina Masters

Chapter One

Hello, Treasure. Do you have any sweet words for me today? Lord Falkir stroked her cheek.

Juno Meklin stood completely still; her half-shifted human-fox was silent. She was wearing a purple gown with a deep vee where her neckline should have been. It was split to the waist with a wide, gem-studded belt holding it in place. She was dressed for the party, and he was going to show her off to the perverts who still believed in keeping shifters as pets.

The crowd was small that night, and it hurt her to see other shifters in similar circumstances. Some were in beast form, others in human form, but Falkir considered her his prize. He had managed to lock her in her half-form, and it was a rare sight.

She walked behind him at the party. She wasn’t there to serve; she was there to be seen. Three months had passed since she had been captured, and suicide was beginning to feel like the better option.

As Juno walked through the crowd, she was petted, stroked and groped in equal measure. Her tail was pulled more times than she could count, and it was one particularly insistent suitor that cornered her.

He stroked the sides of her neck and smiled at her. Hello, Treasure was it?

She blinked slowly.

He was lean but had a tough sort of exterior. She could smell the scent of cordite on him, as well as the tang of metal. He didn’t smell like any of the other fey at the party.

His colouring was remarkably human but with a strange autumn touch. His eyes were dark hazel with a small ring of rich orange, and his hair was a dozen shades of brown.

His skin was a rich tan with the scent of the forest clinging to him. If he wasn’t a fucking fey, she might even speak to him, but he was, so she wouldn’t.

Juno felt him nuzzle the side of her neck, just above the collar. She growled, and he pulled back.

Treasure, come here! Falkir summoned her, and she eased away from her conversational partner.

Her feet made no noise on the marble floor, but then, not having nails anymore made her remarkably quiet.

She glided to Lord Falkir’s side, and she had to stand still for another pawing.

Leebron, be warned, she might be declawed, but she can still bite.

Apparently, Falkir was attuned to the sound of her growl.

She kept her hands folded so that the exposed knuckles and scars wouldn’t show, but her teeth were all her own.

Juno remained at his side throughout the evening, and her lids and ears were beginning to droop when the thunderclap of power ran through the room.

The doors flew open, and members of the shifter guild came in, confining the fey and soothing the shifters.

Juno stood in the centre of the space while chaos reigned. The man made of autumn came to her, and he was now wearing a vest with the shifter council logo.

I am sorry I had to get so close, miss, but I have been working undercover for several months.

She stepped back and put her hands up to fend him off when he reached for her.

He looked at her hands, and he snarled softly. Bastard.

He examined the collar on her throat and was about to remove it

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