The Sheikh's Scandal

By Kimaya Mathew

Sequel to The Sheikh's Prize
She is a shaman...he is a psychic vampire
Both are immortals...
When Damien and Rano meet, and chemistry sparks off, Damien knows his imprintation has taken effect. But, legends have it. A Shaman and a Wendigo can never be together. They are two opposite poles. But, then Blaine and Mark's changed daughter knows how the handsome but dangerous Wendigo Prince is playing with her psyche.
But, an accidental pregnancy may just turn the tide of things.....or, will it?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kimaya Mathew
• Release date: Apr 21, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311707970

Kimaya Mathew

Living in the valley of Doon, writing under the pseudonym "Kimaya Mathew" the writer is a enthusiastic student of literature. She lives with her parents and a small spitz namedBarbie.She started writing from the age of 16 and is an ardent "Harry Potter","Twilight" fan! She became fan of the field after Harry's world enthralled it. Recently, she has acquired Master in English.Kimaya loves her real name but writing under the pen-name is a thrill in itself.She can be contacted on ; [e-mail] can also join her on Goodreads!

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The Sheikh’s Scandal

The Sheikh Series

Kimaya Mathew

Copyright Kimaya Mathew 2017

Published at Smashwords

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Character list:

Ethan: The Wendigo King.

Marina: The Wendigo Queen. Ethan’s mate.

Damien: Rogue Wendigo prince.

Rano: The Shaman parlour girl.

Zelda: Ethan’s clan female warrior.

Huldra: the Deity of the tribe.

Davin: Zelda’s brother. Shy warrior.

Aaron: Ethan’s clan warrior

John: Son of Ethan sister.

Mary: Race’s physician. John’s sister

Amun: New Warrior of Damien’s tribe.

Kia: Amun sister. Mute.

Blaine and Mark: Rano’s gay parents.

Agni: Neville’s son. Zelda and Davin’s stepbrother. From the forbidden tribe!

Helda: Zelda’s twin. Agni’s sister.

Snipping and ruffling through his hair, with her eyes focused on his head, Rano’s hands are shaking with nervousness. She has never had such kind of visitor in her parlour. That too, at this hour of the night!

How much short do you want it, Sir?

Little more on the ear side, the man says. His eyes are focused more on the stone slab before him than his haircut.

His hair is soft, unlike his physical self, which just reminds her of some bouncer in the late night club. Probably, someone from fire and chimney, the downtown club! He is wearing a black and white suit. Coming from a wedding? Or going into one? Is it his or someone else’s?

Damn Jake, for taking off today! She feels intimidated by...the man! Though he is sitting on the chair and she is giving him the cut, she feels, as if, any minute he will get up from the chair and...Just attack her! She usually prefers Rainie or Jake to be there with her, but today, the work was not much! She sent them for home early.

That mouth is set in a thin line. She cannot see his eyes but, somehow, her intuition says that he is sad. From the minute he stepped inside the parlour, demanding in that husky baritone of his to make his hair tight to his skull, Rano was engulfed by this fear of the man himself.

Switching the trimming machine on, as she gives the last trim to the style, she is gripped by the sudden temptation of tracing his neckline once again. The little heat escaping from his broad shoulders is making her inner self-rocked back and forward at the same time. He is not looking in the mirror but, still, she feels...cornered.

After a long time, finally, as she halts her scissors and keeps them on the side before she turns and starts loosening the cloth from his neck.

A clanging sound!

It’s ok..., she says as she bends to pick up the scissors from the floor. Without warning, his hands grab the steel instrument and give it to her...

The first thought that struck Damien’s head is, the female is not human as he sees her turning back to the slab of combs. A light, heady lemon fragrance enters his nose and breathes deeply. Though she is trying hard to ignore him, she is attracted to him. How come he did not notice her before when he went inside the salon? Usually, he cuts his hair all by his own but, now when Ethan and Marina’s wedding is coming close, as much as he would like to avoid it, he has to look presentable.

You cannot just walk into a royal wedding like that.

Do you want lotion or powder for your neck? asks the female. Looking at her back, not answering her question, he reads her and inhales that lemon smell of hers again.

Sir? she turns. Jet-Black eyes! No human is born with those set of eyes. Definitely not human! Her lips are trembling. Attracted to him without a doubt!

Lotion, please. He says.

Opening the lid and taking the liquid in her palm, as she dabs the fluid on his nape, he closes his eyes and tries to calm down. Previously, he had not paid attention to who was attending to him but, now when he saw the human... In another world, she should be ugly and not smell so edible. She should not have that beautiful pair of breasts which will make a man drool with desire. Nor she should be blessed with a heart-shaped ass which just demands to be touched.

Oh, shit!

No getting attracted to the parlour girl, stupid!