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    Star's Fall: Mating Heat, #3
    Star's Fall: Mating Heat, #3
    Star's Fall: Mating Heat, #3
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    Star's Fall: Mating Heat, #3

    By Jaide Fox

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    From the USA Today Best-Selling Set, A VERY ALPHA CHRISTMAS

    A lone wolf finds his beast roused by a wildcat.

    Considering he’s not a pretty boy like the other randy wolves in town, big, burly Adolpho expected to maintain his lone wolf status ‘til death—until an injured she-cat rouses his beast and makes him question why he thought he could spend his days unmated and alone.

    Mating heat made her a target for any male catshifter in sniffing distance, and for the first time in her life, Star realizes she needs help from the last person she expected—a werewolf.

    This title was published in A Very Alpha Christmas, so if you purchased that set, you already own a copy of this story.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAndrea DePasture
    Release dateJan 27, 2016
    ISBN9781524222802
    Star's Fall: Mating Heat, #3

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      Star's Fall - Jaide Fox

      Mating Heat 3:

      Star’s Fall

      Jaide Fox

      Copyright December 2015 by Jaide Fox

      Cover art by Eliza Black, © copyright January 2016

      www.jaidefoxbooks.com

      This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places are of the author’s imagination and not to be confused with fact. Any resemblance to living persons or events is merely coincidence.

      TABLE OF CONTENTS

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter One

      Star burst out of the cave, inhaling the gloriously frigid air as if it were her first breath of life. Twilight was upon her, signaling that Taj would soon return and track her escape if she didn’t move.

      She’d been trapped for days in the subterranean prison, possibly weeks—she didn’t know anything other than hours of darkness broken by intermittent fire when he returned. She only knew that the crippling mating heat was upon her, and with the pheromones she emitted, Taj would find her if she didn’t gain distance from his dwelling.

      Star tripped over her feet and the heavy shackle and chain around one ankle. The weight made her foot drag, and she limped. Fire burned her flesh from the silver lining, and she’d been unable to heal herself since he’d locked it into place. The sick bastard wanted her for himself, with or without consent, and he was willing to hold her prisoner indefinitely. She’d pried a stone loose with her bare hands and had worked on the chain bolting her to the cave floor for days while he left to hunt and do whatever else he did. Her arms ached from hours of repetitious pounding of stone upon iron, and her legs were weak from days of confinement.

      Fortune granted her freedom, and she knew better than to waste this chance.

      Hampered by her inability to shift or orient herself, she frantically scanned the forest, her blood pumping furiously and fueling her desperate, hasty flight. She plunged forward, heedless of the snow burning her soles and the callous wind pelting her bare skin with frozen rain. She opened her mouth and caught the snowflakes, dying of thirst but afraid to eat too much for she was already cold.

      Snow covered the mountain, marking her path, but the rate of its fall might cover her tracks if her luck held out. And luck had been in her favor so far. He’d been gone too long as it was, and unless something had befallen him, Taj would return with the dusk. She dreaded what he would do should he find her.

      Exhaustion dulled her hysteria, but panic gave her the energy to continue pressing forward. She stumbled, taking a meandering path through the woods. Bark scraped her bare flesh when she leaned on a tree. Her rapid, hot breath couldn’t keep her nostrils from freezing and her lips from chapping until they bled.

      The silver poisoned her blood. Star’s ankle wouldn’t move—couldn’t bend. She didn’t know where she was going; only down and around, through the dark, sentinel trees as far as she could. Time crawled. Her temples pounded. She fell into the snow and stopped, hanging her head and catching her breath before standing once more.

      Curtains of snowfall obscured her vision, but she thought she saw the pale yellow glow of fire. Was she hallucinating? Dreaming before succumbing to the cold? She clutched her arms around herself, running toward the light with hope that it was real.

      Her mouth opened to cry for help, but her throat closed on itself. Star dropped to her knees, grasping a handful of snow to quench her thirst. Her tongue felt the icy fire, and her teeth chattered. Darkness washed across her vision, creating a pinpoint of light and hazy edges. Someone! Help! she croaked, but her voice held little semblance to words in her ears, and a soft drowsy feeling overcame her. It didn’t seem so cold now.

      She thought she would rest there in the snow, but just for a minute while she waited on the darkness to give way to the light.

      ***

      Outskirts of Fangor

      Wolf Clan

      The sounds of Fangor’s Winter Solstice celebration sounded clearly through the softly snow-blanketed valley. Adolpho stood beneath fluttering snowflakes as they gathered on his clean-shaven head and stuck to his long lashes.

      He sighed, watching his

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