The Bond

By Shyla Colt and Nikki Prince

Sanura Bast is willing to risk everything to keep her Pride of Pumas safe from Logan’s scheme to sell their land off to the highest bidder, including masquerading as his fiancée. After almost a year playing a role that disgusts her, she gets the intangible proof she’s been looking for. Desperate to end the charade, she turns to her ally, Rafael.
Banished for losing his control with a human, Rafael’s been looking for a way back to his Pride and to Sanura ever since. The woman set his blood on fire before she was old enough to accept what he wanted from her. Together they plot to stop Logan before he becomes chief, and now she has the proof they need to save her Pride. With that goal in sight, Rafael is ready to take what’s always been his and claim Sanura as his own.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evernight Publishing
• Release date: Jul 3, 2013
• ISBN: 9781771304719

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Copyright© 2013 Shyla Colt & Nikki Prince

ISBN: 978-1-77130-471-9

Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs

Editor: Marie Medina

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This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

DEDICATIONS

From Shyla Colt:

To all of the wonderful people I’ve met along this journey, the fans who continue to support me, new readers who give me a chance, my supportive family and friends and as always the man upstairs who makes this possible.

From Nikki Prince:

I'd like to first thank God for blessing me with the gift to write. Secondly I'd like to thank Shyla Colt for being such a wonderful writing partner. It was so much fun to write this with you.  To the readers Thank you for your continued love and support

THE BOND

Shyla Colt

Nikki Prince

Copyright © 2013

Chapter One

Sanura pasted a smile on her lips as she slinked down the hallways of L.T.M. Construction toward her fiancé Logan Morrissey’s office. She hated the role she was forced to play to get close to him. The blue jean skirt she wore inched up her thighs, and the black, v-neck tank top showed off more of her breasts than she liked. Her toes protested the four-inch high heels she only wore around her fiancé. Femme fatale was the antithesis of her true self, but it’s what Logan liked. So pretend she did, while gathering enough information to prove he sold the Pride’s secrets to rival tribes and had a hostile takeover planned.

Right now she needed one more solid, incriminating fact and she could build her case against him. She’d placed a bug beneath his desk a week ago, desperate to end the charade that had gone on for far too long. A year undercover had worn down her soul, and their bonding ceremony was now just a month away. Time stopped for no one, and hers was ticking down fast.

She came to a halt outside his door and put on her façade. Pretend it’s Rafael Contreras you’re seeing. The thought of the man who’d helped her stay undercover when she was sure she couldn’t handle one more day made her nipples stiffen and her body heat. The dark-eyed man had always been her first choice for a mate, until a horrible accident had earned him a one-way ticket to banishment, ruining her chances before they began. Please let me find what I need to put our plan into action before I slit this man’s throat and blow my cover to smithereens. One more condescending comment accompanied by a sloppy groping might prove to be the straw that breaks the camel’s back.

It wasn’t so bad, until he touched her. She shuddered, inhaled, regained her composure, and knocked lightly on his door before she popped her head in.

This is for the greater good.

Hi baby, I was shopping nearby and thought I’d stop in and say hi.

Sany!

The nickname made her want to hurl. Her name was just fine the way it was, thank you very much. He stood from his desk and hurried over to wrap her in his arms. Her feet left the ground as he squashed her, breasts first, into his broad chest. The citrus and sandalwood scent of his cologne surrounded and suffocated, like the situation itself.

You smell so good, baby girl. His nose nuzzled her ear through the auburn curls that flowed down her back, and she kept her eyes down to hide her resentment. His touch caused an almost physical pain. Paste on a smile, and bat lashes. Focusing on the mechanics of the movement she faked her way through.

Still so shy after all this time? Logan lowered her to the ground. A pleased smile spread across his lips. I like that. Just one more month until I bury myself in that sweet little pussy of yours and make you mine. Over my dead body.

Her cheeks filled