Teaser: Unbearable Excerpt

You’ve all been waiting ever so patiently and I figured I’d give you a little teaser to whet your palette!

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Unbearable releases April 17th. 2018




Tucker didn’t know how long he’d been gone, but he tracked the scent of fear from that low-life piece of shit until the trail went dead. He tailed him into the industrial area of Blackford where it came to a dead end. The bastard had hitched a ride, and that made it damn near impossible to find him.

Caleb had texted him to ask for an update and let him know they had taken Kelsey back to the farm. He started making his way there. He needed to see Kelsey and make sure she was okay. The urge to shift as he remembered how she struggled against her ex’s tight grip was damn near impossible to fight. He was finding it harder to control his emotions when it came to Kelsey. He was bonding with her, and there was no way to control a bonded male from protecting his mate.

He let that thought wash over him for a moment. Kelsey was his mate. He really hoped she wouldn’t freak out when he told her. It was easier to explain to a shifter about being bonded, but trying to tell a human about a primal urge to claim wasn’t an easy task. They would cross that bridge when they got to it.

When he returned to the tux shop, he searched the area again for clues but found nothing. He decided to cut his losses and head out to the farm to pick up Kelsey. There was no way he would allow her to be by herself tonight or any other night for that matter. She was staying close to him.

The drive to the farm was second nature, and before he realized it, he was pulling in front of the barn. Throwing the truck in park, he raced up the steps to the loft above the barn.

There, surrounded by shifters, was Kelsey. She was pale and looked exhausted. His concern negated his manners, causing him to rush to her without giving anyone else a second thought.

He stalked across the room, closing the distance between them with five long strides. She gasped and jumped from her chair, causing it to crash to the floor with a clunk. She wrapped her arms around him tightly as she murmured something against his chest. He wasn’t quite sure what she was saying, but worry laced through her voice, so she wasn’t mad this time.

“Shhh,” he whispered against the top of her head as he rubbed his hands up and down her back. Once she stopped trembling, he moved so he could see her face. “Are you okay?” She nodded slowly and never took her eyes off him.

“I think you guys should get out of here for the night.” Caleb had joined them in the middle of the loft. “We can talk tomorrow.” He slapped Tuck on the back and went back to Jess, who looked just as tired as the rest of them. Tucker shouted a goodbye to everyone and led Kelsey outside.

He guided her to the truck and opened the door for her, lifting her easily to the plush seat.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” he prodded gently. She nodded and smiled weakly at him. It did nothing to reassure him.

“I want to go home,” she said quietly. Without another word, he shut her door and got into the driver’s seat. The truck roared to life and they set off toward town.

Before long, Kels shimmied over to the middle of the bench seat and rested her head on his shoulder. The sounds of her soft, deep breaths told him she was sound asleep. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer.

Ten minutes later, they were in front of her house. He didn’t want to tell her earlier that there was no way he would allow her to stay at her place until they caught that scumbag Will. It would have upset her, and he would try to avoid doing that as much as possible.

“Kels.” He nudged her until she grunted in displeasure. “We’re here.” She groaned as she sat up and stretched. “I know you’re tired, but I need you to grab a few things. I’m taking you back to my place.” She stared at him in a stupor, still groggy from sleep. “Do you understand?” He opened his door and stepped out, bringing her with him.

“Yeah,” she finally said. “I’ll just grab the essentials tonight. Can we come back tomorrow for the rest?”

“Of course.” He held her hand as they made their way up the sidewalk. His senses were in overdrive, making sure everything was in order. The closer they got to the house, the more his instinct told him something was wrong.

He pulled her to a stop and put her behind him. An unfamiliar scent surrounded the door. He dragged in a deeper breath and caught a hint of something he recognized. Will.

“I need you to stay behind me, okay?” He made sure she agreed before venturing in. The door was unlocked, and that struck him as strange because Kelsey locked her door consistently.

They slowly checked each room in hopes to find an intruder or a clue as to what they wanted. The entire house was in immaculate order, which confused him. Why would they break in and not take anything? They had one last room to investigate. Her bedroom.

He eased the door open and found the room had been tossed. Not a single thing had been left untouched. Clothes were torn, her bed had been flipped, and her windows broken.

Kelsey gasped as she took in the scene. Tears pooled in her eyes as she surveyed the damage. She raced to her bed, searching under the bedding and pillows frantically.

“No, no, no…” she cried. “It’s not here!” Her hands patted every possible area of floor under the bed. When she couldn’t find what she looked for she finally broke down and cried. She covered her face with her hands and sobbed.

“What’s been taken?” he asked as he rushed to her side. “Kelsey, talk to me.” He kneeled beside her on the cluttered floor and waited for her to answer.

The sobs began to wane, and she swiped hard at the tears that streaked her cheeks. “He took my gun,” she stated anxiously. “I’ve had it for years. Just in case.” Desperation furrowed her brow. “I never knew if he’d show back up and take the revenge he always promised. My gun was the only thing that made me feel like I had the power to protect myself.” She glanced around the entire mess of her room. “He didn’t touch any other room because he knew this would affect me more than anything. This is my safe place.” A sniffle escaped as she returned her gaze to him.

“Listen, if you want another gun, I’ll get you one. Tonight.” He cupped her face and brushed his thumbs over her now red cheeks. “But I want you to remember you have me now. As long as I’m breathing, he won’t be able to hurt you. I promise you.” He leaned in and kissed her softly.

She broke the contact and wrapped her arms around his neck and squeezed. The comfort was what she needed, and he would give her anything. Even if it meant the fucker’s head on a platter.



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