Invitation: Shifters Forever Worlds, #4

By Elle Thorne

Sexy bear shifter Tanner Navarro has an invitation to the wedding, he's got an invitation to Bear Canyon Valley, but he doesn't have an invitation to sexy, curvy Marti's heart--or bed.

Marti's secrets are life or death. Tanner and his bear know they're up to the job. Now they have to convince Marti.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Barbed Borders Press
• Release date: May 9, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393463962

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Invitation

Invitation

SHIFTERS FOREVER WORLDS

Elle Thorne

Barbed Borders Press

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Contents

Invitation

Title Page

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Epilogue

Excerpt: Temptation

Chapter 1

Afterword

The Shifters Forever Worlds

Shifter Realms

Sci-Fi Romance by Elle Thorne

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Invitation

Oh, that Mae… here we go again!

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Sexy bear shifter Tanner Navarro has an invitation to the wedding, he’s got an invitation to Bear Canyon Valley, but he doesn’t have an invitation to sexy, curvy Marti’s heart—or bed.

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Marti’s secrets are life or death. Tanner and his bear know they’re up to the job. Now they have to convince Marti.

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Chapter One

D id someone say plus-one? Tanner Navarro stood by the doorway, watching the celebration.

Mae had issued the invitation and Tanner headed on up. The way Mae spoke of Teague, Tanner had hoped Teague hadn’t gotten himself in any trouble.

When the hostess had led him to the private dining room, Tanner had seen his brother first.

Then Kelsey.

Then he saw the expression on their faces.

Tanner, Teague said. I didn’t know you were coming. Teague approached him and gave him a huge hug.

Tanner turned to Kelsey. It’s about time Teague woke up and claimed what was his. He wrapped his brother’s woman in a hug.

Kelsey touched his face. Nice beard.

Glad you like it. Thinking of keeping it for a while.

Tanner turned to Mae. Told you I’d make it before the wedding. He greeted Grant with a hug and noticed that Grant had a look of happiness. Then he saw the reason for Grant’s happiness, the glow she had from the couple bond.

Nice to meet you, he told the attractive woman at Grant’s side.

Chelsea, she said. Ignoring his outstretched hand, she pulled him into a hug.

He looked over her shoulder as he embraced her back.

That was when it hit him.

That was when he saw her.

He wasn’t sure which happened first. Those two things happened at practically the same time.

Electricity. That’s what it felt like the moment Tanner saw her. She was standing next to the other women in the room, but something about her grabbed him by the…

Throat.

No. More like the…

Heart.

And his…

Cock.

No.

Actually, the first thing that the curvy woman with the exaggerated hourglass figure captured was…

His bear.

Down, boy, Tanner joked with his bear, though it was a half-joke because there was no part of Tanner that wanted to stand down from this woman.

Tanner’s brother Teague might have been his best friend for all their lives, but Tanner’s bear was more than a best friend. The bear was like his twin and his alter ego, all wrapped up in one package that owned Tanner as much as Tanner owned his bear.

His bear rumbled deep within Tanner’s chest and head. There was no way the bear was backing down.

How do you know she’s the one? How do you know she’s our mate?

Why had his bear jumped to the conclusion that this woman was the one?

How can you know so soon? We haven’t even talked to her.

This woman, with her ebony hair and light blue eyes, and dark-rimmed glasses—she’d captured a lot more than his attention. Tanner wanted to explore the sensations, to figure out what was going on inside him and with his bear, but he caught another curvy beauty studying him.

Mae. Stunning with that olive complexion, her eyes were narrowed and she was assessing Tanner with a look that made him nervous. It was as if Mae was reading his mind. Her eyes had a knowing look in them.

In a flash, Mae’s knowing look had been replaced with a bright smile and a gleeful expression.

Tanner! She wrapped him in a hug.

Mae. He hugged her back, but now he was on his guard. Mae was up to something.

Have you met Marti? She indicated the raven-haired, full-figured beauty who had already caught his attention.

Marti. He liked her name already. Tanner’s bear snarled his interest.

For fuck’s sake.

This kind of approach would probably send her running. Tanner stepped back. He knew his size could be intimidating.

Marti looked him straight in the eye. No backing down, no fear in this woman. Nice to meet you. She nodded, but didn’t hold her hand out.

Her face was serious, but not unfriendly. High cheekbones, full lips. He liked the way the glasses gave her a librarian look, toning down her sexiness, but at the same time drawing attention to it.

Tanner held back the instinct to put his hand out. Clearly that wasn’t something she wanted to do, or she’d have instigated a handshake.

Nice to meet you, too, Tanner responded.

Mae gave them both an odd look.

Chapter Two

Martina—Marti—Lee kept her eyes from the man who’d just entered.

Tanner, they’d called him. Teague’s brother. As close as she’d become with Kelsey, Marti hadn’t heard her mention Teague having a brother.

Then again, why would she mention that? I’m just decorating the B & B. It’s not like I’m a member of the family.

But they did treat her like family. More than just family. Marti would know, because by Marti’s definition, family was just a word and a shared set of DNA.

However, Mae had invited Marti to the dinner, and Chelsea had sent her an invitation to the wedding.

Marti couldn’t keep her eyes off him for long because Mae was introducing them. She studied at him.

Deep, dark brown eyes, seeming to probe into her very soul and dissect who she was. The widest shoulders and thickest chest she’d ever seen on a man. She surveyed that chest, then her eyes drew downward to the vee it created as it merged with his hips.

Oh, Lord.

She averted her eyes quickly. What was she thinking? She wasn’t thinking, not at all. Her gaze had drifted downward to his package. Why? She never did that. She didn’t look at men’s packages.

Oh, it wasn’t because she didn’t enjoy