Knowing Destiny: The shifters of the land, sea and air., #2

By Tamsin Baker

This Alpha needs both a male AND a female mate to fulfill the prophecy... so Chase needs to claim both Ariana AND Ben!

Chase, a golden eagle shifter, is destined to be the leader of his flock, the shifters of the air. But he has a few problems to sort out before he ascends his birth rite.
He knows he isn't ready for the responsibility a flock leader takes on, and he isn't sure whom he wants as his mate—and there's the little issue of an unsolved killing to sort out.

Ben is also a golden eagle shifter, but more importantly, he is Chase's best friend and casual lover. He aches to be accepted as Chase's chosen mate, but can he be honest about his feelings for the future flock leader?

Ariana is a young peregrine falcon shifter who has loved Chase for years, but has never been honest with her feelings for him. She's a virgin but desperate for Chase's touch. But why would he want her when he could have anyone in the flock?

A dominant Alpha claims his mates in this bisexual menage romance.

This is a fast paced, action packed  MMF paranormal romance with a guaranteed happily ever after.

Note from the author: This is a re-release of the same novella from 2013. It has been re-edited and lengthened, but is essentially the same story.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tamsin Baker
• Release date: Feb 1, 2019
• ISBN: 9781386599128

Tamsin Baker

Tamsin Baker loves everything erotic. Her books can be long, short and everything in between, but they’ll all be fast paced with snappy dialogue and lots of sex. No Tamsin Baker book is the same except there won’t be a lot of angst in as she wants her books to be everything that a fictional world can be- full of happy ever afters, dirty words and sweet love. ‘Love is love’ and she tries to show that in a range of sub genre’s, from m/m contemporary to paranormal ménage. She has a need to shock people and bring up embarrassing topics at the most inappropriate times.

Book preview

Chapter One

IT WAS PAST MIDNIGHT by the time Chase and his comrades staggered back to their flock grounds. His grandfather would not be happy with the agreement he had made with the land shifters.

But dammit, I made the right choice.

If it was true the tiger shifter had not killed Damian as they’d first thought, then they had made a grievous error. Not only by their detention of the female tiger shifter, but by attacking the land shifters with no real cause.

He shook his head, disgusted with the situation. They owed the shifters of the land substantial compensation if they were proven to be telling the truth.

What a mess it all was.

The town was quiet and dark as he made his way over to the meeting area, the lights through the housing and shops having all been turned off. Everyone was abed, except for a few men who were awaiting their return.

What happened, son? His father’s face was drawn with concern as Chase pulled himself up onto a park bench and inspected the injury to his right arm. It was deep, but he had already begun to heal, thanks to his shifter blood.

Bloody tiger, he said as he touched the tender and raw flesh. They had been subduing the wolf when the powerful male tiger had come out of nowhere and thrown them halfway across the meeting square.

A tiger shifter did that to you? his father’s best friend, Tony, asked.

Yeah. I attacked his mate, and he retaliated.

Which really... was fair, if Chase thought about it. They were probably lucky he hadn’t killed at least one of them.

He could only imagine what he’d do if he was mated and someone tried to hurt his partner.

His father made a startled noise. You attacked the female?

Chase frowned, his father’s reaction strange, considering they’d tied Natalia up for two days. Was he feeling regretful now?

No, it was a male wolf.

The two elders looked between each other, their confusion obvious.

Chase sighed and elaborated. Their Alpha is a male tiger who has both a male and female mate. The female was the one whom we accused of killing Damian. His teeth clenched against the wave of pain that sentence inflicted. He missed him every day and still couldn’t believe he was dead. The male is a wolf shifter.

He braced himself for the disgust that he assumed would accompany such a statement, but instead, the two elders shared an intense look before his father muttered. Then he’s the land Alpha.

Chase was confused. Huh?

The men shook their head. No matter. Tell us what happened.

Chase sighed, distracted momentarily by the female who rushed forward to tend his arm. Thanks, Ariana.

She smiled and ducked her head, strange little thing that she was.

Chase! His father’s voice pulled him back to the conversation.

Ah ... um ... We attacked, and after the wolf was injured, the female tiger asked us to shift back so that we could discuss what had happened, and we did. They’ve asked for specific land borders to be drawn up, and we have agreed to investigate Damian’s death more closely. It seems the tiger may be innocent.

His father grunted. They want to put restriction on us now, do they? That’ll be interesting ... and why should we draw up land borders? They know where we are.

Ariana’s warm, sure fingers worked the torn flesh on his shoulder, cleaning, pulling, making sure that the flesh joined together properly. Her touch was soothing, and far too welcome.

He was having trouble concentrating on the men’s conversation.

They know where our town is, of course. As we know where theirs is, but you and I both know that are no actual borders and that we cross into their land as well.

The warmth of the woman treating him slipped away, and he turned. Where had she gone? He hadn’t even gotten to say thank you.

We should request another meeting with them. Make sure we aren’t put at a disadvantage.

Chase groaned and stood up, his muscle fibres strengthening, his skin closing over the open wound. A benefit of his shifter blood.

Dad, I know why you forced me into avenging Damian’s death, and now it’s been made clear that it may not have even been the tiger’s fault. I am too tired and, to be honest, a little too angry to discuss it now. We spent almost eight hours thrashing out the details. We’ll talk about it more in the morning.

Chase... His dad’s unexpected immature whine stopped him, his anger growing with every passing minute. I’d though I was avenging Damian’s death, but instead I’d been sent to the land pack to avenge a problem that had happened decades ago.

Someone needed to be held accountable for that. And it may be his father.

No! In the morning, Dad.

Chase forced his legs to move, determined to get some sleep before the sun came up, but first he needed to thank Ariana for her help.

He took several deep breaths as he walked towards her cabin, attempting to calm himself down from the stress of the day. Guilt gnawed at him.

He thought of himself as a good man, a future flock leader. Hopefully. But what sort of man was he, to attack another pack without investigating the authenticity of the information first?

He shook his head and continued on, the weight of his guilt heavy on his back.

Ariana lived several plots down from his house. She was twenty or so and still studying at the local university. She was a clever little thing, attractive, too, if you ever got a long enough look at her.

A light glowed from a window in the otherwise dark row of houses and he moved towards it, assuming that would be Ariana’s since she was awake and tending to him only ten minutes ago.

A moan sounded through the open window and he stopped, his heart beginning to pound a little faster.

Was someone hurt? Who was it?

Another moan sounded, this one followed by a gasp that had Chase flushing with heat. That wasn’t the sound of someone who was injured.

Envy pulsed through him as he swallowed the bitterness down. Who was Ariana making love to? He hadn’t realized she had a partner.

Oh, Chase... His name whispered through the open window had him turning back when he would have walked away.

No way. She couldn’t be...

He should walk away, he knew he should, it was the only decent thing to do. But Chase couldn’t make his feet move in the direction he commanded them. Instead, he moved forward to investigate. He had to know if what he assumed to be true, was, indeed, the fact.

He took a deep breath, ducked his head beneath the window, and slowly raised his head up so that he could peer through the glass. What he was doing was wrong, but he was still choosing to do it.

Part of him had assumed that the image before him would be one of a single person under the covers of their bed, hardly discernible to the eye.

But what he saw had his heart pumping wildly and his gut tightening with lust.

Ariana. Beautiful, quiet Ariana, was writhing completely naked on her bed. It was an uncommonly warm night, and she obviously felt it, her beautiful skin flushed red.

He swallowed hard as he continued to watch her. She was absolutely glorious. Her tight, feminine body rippled and shook as she pushed herself towards orgasm. One hand tweaked her puckered berry-red nipples, and the other moved between her legs where a patch of dark blonde hair marked the entrance to her womanhood.

Oh, fuck, yes... she panted, throwing her legs open as she moved her fingers around her clit.

Despite Chase’s earlier lethargy and injury, his cock hardened in his pants, thickening to a full erection in mere moments. He ran his palm over the bulge in his jeans and bit his lip to stifle the groan. He was tempted to pull out his cock and join her, but he didn’t want to miss a moment of her pleasure.

Ariana gasped loudly as she slid two fingers into her pussy over and over, her juices flowing over her thighs. The scent of her arousal was so thick, Chase dug his fingernails into his palm to stop his own moan of arousal.

Chase, please, fuck me. Ariana pulled her fingers out and rubbed her clit rhythmically in circles.

She was fantasising about him... about him fucking her. The thought had him ready to blow in his pants like a boy.

Yes, yes, yes... she gasped, her body tightening and bowing up like a tightly wound instrument. Then she released all of the tension with a final move of her hands and she started shaking and convulsing, throwing her head from side to side on the pillows as she came.

Amazing.

He’d never