BLURB Hawk shifter, and bad-boy biker, Shane Cheveyo spends years trying to outride his secret life and erotic memories of his first love who left without a word. When his great grand-father, the legendary chieftain of their tribe passes to his next life, Cheyenne is drawn back home to the Outer Banks of North Carolina out of respect for her heritage. Rekindled passion reveals their true nature, but will the magic of the white doe save them or separate their destinies forever? EXCERPT She gripped the counter behind her. He’d never believed the bit about her mom changing jobs. If she revealed the real reason they’d left Manteo, he’d think her insane. “I’d never betray you, Shane.” Her words spilled out sounding breathless. The back of his knees hit the chair. It skidded backward and tipped over as he closed in on her like a predator. His eyes darkened to molten caramel as his nostrils flared. Over two hundred pounds of sinewy muscles trapped her against the counter while large hands rested at her lower back. Stunned, she froze. Anger and passion mixed. The pungent aroma of whiskey wafted from masculine lips hovering inches from hers. In mocked defiance she lifted her chin. The act forced him to pause, but only for a second. Then he claimed her mouth. Savagely. Branding her. As he had when she was sixteen. Freewill gone, she melted into his hard embrace and prodding erection. His tongue swept past her teeth with hunger as he lifted her onto the counter. “God, Chey,” he hissed, squeezing her rear end making her warm with need. His hands roved under her skirt, skimming the tops of her thighs, until his fingers caught the band of her silk thong. Like a hunter, he shredded the flimsy barrier. Her head fell back in surrender as her hips bucked forward. Far better than whiskey, his touch drugged her, weakened her defenses. Nothing had changed.