Daylight: By My Light, Book 5 (Werewolf Shifter Romance)

By Mac Flynn

One final adventure.  One long night.  One last chance to reveal their true feelings.  

An evening at a benefit gala leads Gwen and her friends into trouble as a thief runs off with all the precious jewelery, including a necklace given to her by Fox.  The thief also leaves behind a curse on Fox that they have until daylight to lift, or he’ll be trapped in stone forever.  As they race against time to catch the thief Gwen realizes how much she’s come to care for the wily fox in her life, and what she’d be willing to sacrifice to save him.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Crescent Moon Studios, Inc.
• Release date: Mar 5, 2018
• ISBN: 9788827500637

Mac Flynn

A seductress of sensual words and a lover of paranormal plots, Flynn enjoys writing thrilling paranormal stories filled with naughty fun and hilarious hijinks. She is the author of numerous paranormal series that weave suspense, adventure and a good joke into a one-of-a-kind experience that readers are guaranteed to enjoy. From long adventure novels to tasty little short-story treats, there's a size and adventure for everyone.Want to know when her next series comes out? Join The Flynn newsletter and be the first to know! macflynn.com/newsletter/Also check out her website at macflynn.com for listings and excerpts of all of her books!

Book preview

Flynn

1

I never thought I would be fighting for the life of

William

Fox

.

The night began like so many others. The sun set signaling my rise like some vampire of old. At the last rays I peeked my head out from under the covers and inspected the room. Empty and quiet.

Also, a little cold. The chill from the draft that blew in from the window frames bit at my nose. A sly smile slipped onto my lips. A perfect time to practice my unique

skill

set

.

It had been a month since the last adventure, the one with the mermaid and me getting stabbed in the heart by Fox. Funny enough, him plunging a dagger into my chest was a relationship booster, at least on my part. It'd shown that, given the first opportunity, he wouldn't outright kill me. Also, he had

great

aim

.

Because of that aim I was not only alive, but was now able to command my werewolf fur to spring forth from my flesh. In a couple of seconds I wore a fluffy coat. Unfortunately, there was a slight problem as I tumbled out from beneath the sheets. My pajama top and bottoms were tight against my limbs, giving me a swollen appearance and making movement just a little difficult.

I climbed to my feet as graceful as a person made out of balloons and waddled my way over to the dresser. There were small handles on the drawers with which to open them. I reached for one with both hands.

A loud ripping sound broke the serene silence. I glanced over my shoulder and my face fell. Just great. . .

The effort-with my werewolf strength-had torn the back of my shirt wide open. The cloth now drifted like a feather to my feet. My upper torso was naked, sort of. I glared at the wounded shirt one last time before I whipped open the drawers and retrieved my clothes.

I rushed over to the bed only to be rewarded with another ripping noise. A pause at the side of the bed and a look back told me my pants were the latest victims of my brilliant plan. My face fell. Now all I needed to complete my horrible

morning

was

-

A knock on the door. Miss Rogers? came Emery's voice.

The color drained from my face as I looked down at my furriness. Though in-the-buff was the usual attire of a werewolf, I wasn't about to be caught with my pants down and a few feet away from me. I de-furred and grabbed my pair of pants.

Yeah? I replied as I bounced around trying to put first one leg than the other into the jeans.

Mr. Fox would like to invite you to a benefit gala he is attending this evening, Emery

told

me

.

I don't really have anything to wear, I replied as I slipped on

my

bra

.

"He wishes for you to wear the new evening gown he purchased

for

you

."

I paused with the shirt over my head. My what? came my muffled reply.

I took the liberty of hanging it in your armoire while you were asleep, he

told

me

.

My shirt dropped onto my shoulders and I looked down at my ruffled attire with a frown. "Do I

have

to

?"

He would be most honored if you would join him, Emery

assured

me

.

I walked over to the tall armoire and opened both doors at once. There, hanging by a sturdy wooden hook, hung a low-cut evening gown that shown like the color of a young sun. Slivers of diamonds and other precious jewels were set into the fabric to make it sparkle like sunlight catching on a calm surface of water.

Wow. . . I whispered.

May I take that as a 'yes?' Emery called from

the

door

.

I removed the dress from its hook and pressed it against my. A perfect-and form flattering-fit. A smile teased the corners of my lips as I lifted my eyes to the door. Tell him I'll be down in a minute.

"

Very

well

."

I hurried out of my clothes, now completely unaware of the cold that still pervaded the room, and slipped into the dress. I found a cardboard box beneath where the dress had hung and inside was a matching pair of high-heeled shoes. A quick slip and my outfit was complete.

A full length mirror stood near the armoire. I stepped in front of its reflective surface and marveled at the way the dress shimmered like a thousand pieces of glitter, even in the dim light of evening.

Not bad. . . I complemented myself.

Miss Rogers? Emery called from

the

door

.

Coming! I replied.

I hurried over to the entrance, and the dress glided along like it was a part of me. The effect made me feel as light as a feather so that I flung open the door and bounced out into

the

hall

.

Emery stood nearby and a smile teased the corners of his usually stoic expression. Might I compliment you on your appearance tonight, Miss Rogers?

I grinned. "

Compliment

away

."

He offered me his arm. "If

I

may

."

I bowed my head and accepted his arm. He led me down the curve of the stairs to the bottom of the foyer. Fox awaited us there, and he was dressed in a becoming black suit with a white undershirt and black bow tie. His sly smile slipped onto his face as Emery released me in front

of

him

.

Fox took my hand and pecked a small kiss on the back before his eyes flickered up to mine. You look magnificent.

I couldn't stop the blush that appeared on my cheeks. "Y-yeah, not too bad for a bodyguard,

is

it

?"

He straightened and arched an eyebrow. 'Bodyguard?'

Isn't that why I'm coming along? I

asked

him

.

He shook his head. "Quite the contrary. I expect the evening to be quite dull, but I expect your presence