Stephani Hecht - Carnal Intentions

During one fateful night of death and loss, twenty years ago, Mitchell lost almost everything he held dear. Not only were his parents murdered, but his younger brothers were kidnapped and thought lost forever. Since then, Mitchell has not only had to lead the felines in rebuilding their society, but he's had to protect them from future attacks. This leaves little time for his own wants and needs.

Being the second born, wolf shifter Dean, has always lived to serve others. He's never disobeyed orders, even when one of them dictated that he had to give up a man he loved. Broken and alone, Dean vowed never to open his heart to another.

Then both of their lives are turned upside down when it's discovered that a rogue wolf from Dean's pack is holding one of Mitchell's lost brothers captive.

The men find they have no choice but to work together to save him. That's easier said than done since wolves and felines have never gotten along.

That doesn't stop Dean and Mitchell for falling for each other and after one night of passion, things change between them forever. But will duty and honor keep them from their happily ever after? If so, will either man be able to recover from the loss?

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Carnal Intentions

Copyright 2010 Stephani Hecht ISBN: 978-1-55487-561-0

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Lost Shifter Series Book Four

By

Stephani Hecht

Even though the song Tic Tok by Ke$ha wasdigitally released in August of 2009, in the bookI had to move the date up a few months toaccommodate the timeline of the story. I hopethe readers understand, because quite honestly,could Noah have sung any other song?

There were times when family was the rock of your foundation. That is, the strength that kept you up during the low moments in your life. The shield that protected your back.

Then there were times when you simply closed your eyes and prayed, pleaseoh pleasethat you were adopted. Or, at the very least, you were the milkmans baby so you only shared half of the DNA of the idiots surrounding you.

At the moment, Mitchell was wishing for the later.

While the protective ear-gear Mitchell wore muffled the gunfire that rang through the shooting range, it did little to drown out the noise of his siblings, who, he had to keep reminding himself, he loved. Really, he didmost of the time. Right now, he debated to himself which one to toss out to the Ravens first.

The youngest of their family, Keegan, stood in front of the targets. He wore the same type of protective goggles and ear-gear as everyone else, but unlike everyone else, he also wore an annoyed grimace.

Another brother, Brent, stood just behind Keegan. His mouth so close to Keegans covered ear that his chin nearly rested on the smaller mans shoulder. "Try again!" Brent ordered, his usual carefree voice, hard and tense with anger.

"It wont matter because Ill just miss again," Keegan snapped back, his voice just as angry.

"Then well just stay here until you get it," Brent replied with a patience hed just recently learned from his mate, Daniel.

"Or I could just leave after I tell you to bite me," Keegan returned with a snarkiness hed learned from his mate, Carson, even though Keegan could never truly pull off the whole fuck-you attitude that Carson seemed to have honed to a fine art.

Keegan just had too much of a sweet side to him to really be much of a jerk.

Still, he was trying Mitchells patience. He rubbed his throbbing temples and sighed. "Word of advice, kiddo. Never tell a Jaguar shifter to bite you. We usually take you up on the offer, and not in a fun way."

Keegan grumbled something under his breath that not even Mitchells heightened shifter hearing could pick up, but he did turn back around and aim at the target. As he watched Brent call out more instructions, Mitchell marveled at how different, yet alike, the pair was.

While they both had the same brown hair with dark speckles running through it, Keegan wore his a bit longer and in a more casual style compared to Brents shorter, military cut. They both had amber eyes, but Brents were more jaded from seeing too much, while Keegans still had an innocence to them. Brents mind tended to jump from topic to topic, almost as if his brain was afraid of missing something. Keegan had an eidetic memory that never allowed him to overlook any detail, no matter how minute.

Even their build differedBrent being taller and muscular, while Keegan was shorter and leaner. Of course, that no doubt had to do with Keegan not nearly having as much military training as Brent did. That led to the biggest disparitywhile Brent had grown up in the shifter society, Keegan had just recently reentered back into the fold.

When hed been just a baby, Keegan, his two littermates and Jacyn, one of their other brothers, had been ripped from their family. It had only been recently that Mitchell learned that not only were they alive, but so were hundreds of other kids.

Lost feline shifters, all grown up now, who needed to be found and reunited with their families. As leader of the felines, that task weighed heavily on Mitchell, too, since he alone bore itthe two ton monkey that had latched onto his back and dug its heels in for the long haul.

Some days it just sucked to be him.

"Why do I have to learn how to shoot anyhow?" Keegan groused. "Its not like Im ever allowed into the field. Hell, Mitchell and Carson wont even let me leave headquarters. You may as well slap me in a Garanimals outfit and make me watch the Wiggles while I suck my thumb."

He emphasized his words with wild gestures of his hands despite the fact he still held a very loaded gun in his grip. Both Brent and Mitchell winced and ducked as the barrel flashed in their direction. Finally, Brent reached out and stayed the weapon. Keegan looked down in surprise before a slight flush came to his face as he shot off a sheepish oopsy-daisy look.

"As interesting as the kiddie outfit would be to see, I think well just stick to the shooting lesson today," Brent drawled in return. He looked more than a little aggravated and it pleased Mitchell to see Brent on the returning end of this type of headache for once. Before Jacyn and Keegan had come home, it was usually Brent who doled out the frustration and stress.

"I still dont see why Carson cant just teach me," Keegan continued to bitch.

"Because I know most of the lessons Carson gives you usually end in your bedroom," Brent shot back and snorted in disgust.

Keegan gave a wicked grin. "Whats the fun of learning if you dont get a reward in the end?"