SPELLBOUND MOON 3:
THIRD TIME LUCKY
Loribelle Hunt
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Spellbound Moon 3: Third Time Lucky
Copyright © October 2011 by Loribelle Hunt
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Chapter One
“All right, all right, I’m coming,” Harris yelled while he wrapped the towel around his hips.
He stalked down the center hall but didn’t reach the door before the bell rang a
It couldn’t be Ethan. It was too early for their date. Besides, he’d just come in or use his key if the door was locked, which it rarely was.
Harris damned near ripped the door off its hinges when he yanked it open. The sight that greeted him stopped his next angry words cold. He opened the door wide and stepped back to let her enter.
Gabby.
Werewolf soldier and major pain in his ass, but
He hadn’t seen her for three months, and there could only be one reason for her showing up now. She looked him over with a smoldering gaze that confirmed his suspicions.
“In heat again, darlin’?”
Smoldering gave way to bright, sharp anger. “Are you complaining? That’s a first.” She moved to the living room entryway, leaned one shoulder against the wall, and wrapped her arms around her middle. The movement pushed her breasts up so they almost spilled from the top of the low bodice. It was a calculated move, playing dirty, and they both knew it. His own anger started to simmer.
He wasn’t sure who was the cat or who was the mouse, but he was fucking sick of this game. They should be enemies. Wizards and werewolves weren’t allies, friends, or fuck buddies.
Then again, nothing was as it should be, right down to his presence in Redemption, Florida. He’d been banished as a teenager and had made his way here to neutral territory.
Neutral or not, it bordered werewolf land, and a good half of its residents were members of the neighboring Redhawke pack. He hadn’t exactly been welcomed with open arms, but he’d carved out a place for himself. Despite the odds, despite centuries of animosity between his race and theirs, Harris counted werewolves among his friends and lovers. He’d made a name for himself as an honest and ethical and dependable man.
But that acceptance only went so far—and that was part of the problem, wasn’t it?
Gabby would never mate with him. She wouldn’t let him get that close, but she trusted him when she was in heat in a way she’d never trust a wolf. Mating was an instinct a wolf would find hard to resist with a female in heat,
