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    Fierce Informer: Fierce Mates: Sierra Pride, #6
    Fierce Informer: Fierce Mates: Sierra Pride, #6
    Fierce Informer: Fierce Mates: Sierra Pride, #6
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    Fierce Informer: Fierce Mates: Sierra Pride, #6

    By Liza Street

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    He suspects she's a spy, so he's keeping an extra close watch on her. That's the only reason he can't keep his eyes off her. Really.

    Justine Fournier has worked hard to gain the trust of the Corona Pride. Because they've been burned by espionage in the past, she needs to be especially tactful when hunting for clues to her sister's disappearance. But the eldest brother's return interferes with her snooping—Mateo watches her every move, and he asks too many questions. Homesick for her own pride, she struggles to convince herself that the all-encompassing, slow-burn attraction she feels for Mateo is merely pesky and, most likely, fleeting.

    Mateo Corona can tell that Justine is up to something. Following her around to confirm his suspicions isn't exactly a hardship—he'd follow her cute little butt pretty much anywhere. Control has always been his motto, but he thinks Justine's trying to steal his control along with his family's wealth. Even worse, she's also stealing his heart.

    This sexy shapeshifter novelette includes a happily-ever-after as well as explicit love scenes and naughty language. It is intended for adults.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLiza Street
    Release dateJan 2, 2017
    ISBN9781386570486
    Fierce Informer: Fierce Mates: Sierra Pride, #6

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      Fierce Informer - Liza Street

      Chapter One

      WHILE THE BREEZE BLEW scents of Montana springtime through the lodge windows, Justine tapped out a series of coded notes on her phone. If the Coronas ever got into her files somehow, they wouldn’t be able to make sense of the words.

      Nobody would, actually. The only other person who knew this code was Nan, and she was dead.

      Justine paused, waiting for a flash of pain, or relief, or happiness at the thought of Nan’s death. Aunt Nan had died three years ago, and Justine still didn’t know how to feel about it.

      She didn’t know why she even continued taking the notes—she’d learned exactly nothing in her years with the Coronas, nothing except they were well-off, private, and affectionate amongst the family. Still, the routine was there, and she dutifully recorded who visited them, where they traveled, any of their large purchases or strange behavior.

      She snorted. With the son, Rafe, there was always strange behavior to report. Or maybe obnoxious was a better word for it.

      Footsteps in the hall approached the guest services desk where Justine sat. She closed her note-taking app and shoved her phone deep into the pocket of her dark blue sweatshirt, the one that had Corona Mountain Resort emblazoned across the chest in silver.

      Gloria Corona and her son, Rafe, ambled into the room. Both of them had dark eyes and dark hair, but Gloria’s curly hair had red highlights Justine envied. She’d thought of experimenting with reds to liven up her light brown hair, but she didn’t have the patience for putting much work into her appearance.

      I have to get Barrett’s room ready, Gloria said, so I’ll need you to review last week’s expenses.

      Rafe opened his mouth to say something—to protest, most likely—but Gloria held up one hand. With the other, she pointed Rafe to the resort office, which was directly behind Justine.

      Oh, hello Justine. I didn’t realize we have guests arriving today. Without waiting for a response, Gloria was already behind the counter and pulling up the reservations file on the computer.

      No, sorry, Justine said. I just needed a quiet moment to write down some thoughts.

      It wasn’t a lie, and Justine was always careful to tell the truth. Popular lore stated that shapeshifters could scent a lie on the air at the same moment it moved from a speaker’s lips, but it was more complicated than that. There were telltale quavers in the voice, sweating, and an increase in heart rate—all physiological signs which a shifter’s keen senses were able to pick up.

      Well, since nobody’s arriving today, why don’t you finish your clean-up duties early, and take the afternoon off? Gloria suggested.

      A subtle reminder that Justine was supposed to be working, not writing down thoughts. That was the beauty of Gloria, though—she worked Justine hard, but in a gentle way. Justine wasn’t sure how much of that was Gloria’s nature versus how much of it was about keeping the mountain lion prides from thinking she worked her Exchanges too hard.

      Thank you, Justine said. Oh, the SenchaCorp party is going to be hiking to the south face of the mountain tomorrow.

      Gloria nodded. I’ll let Julian and Mateo know.

      Mateo? Rafe asked, his dark brows pulling together. Why do you need to let him know?

      Julian was Rafe’s dad, Gloria’s mate. And Mateo was Rafe’s brother, who’d been away from the family home for so long Justine hadn’t even met him.

      Gloria smiled fondly. Mateo should be showing up in a few hours. I want him here for when Barrett arrives.

      Her large brown eyes teared up at the mention of Barrett. Justine smiled and patted her hand. Gloria had been trying to get pregnant with another kitten for years. Finally they’d been successful not in conceiving, but in finding a mountain lion shifter child for adoption. Justine’s only regret was that the owner of the adoption company was a skeevy-looking man with slimy hair and a fake smile, and he’d been around twice in the past couple of weeks, finalizing arrangements. Barrett wasn’t a kitten—Justine had heard he was seven. But that didn’t matter to Gloria because she was just happy to have another son.

      Rafe brushed past Justine on his way to the office, grumbling. Gloria swished up the staircase leading toward the family apartments, and Justine smiled again, this time to herself. If Rafe was using the computer, Justine might be able to see the password.

      She’d been through every paper file the Coronas kept, and she’d searched the depths of the reservations and booking computer at the front desk. But the office computer wasn’t on a network and Justine had never been able to get into it. Over time she’d picked up a few of the things Gloria typed into the fourteen-digit password, but many years ago, a former Exchange had stolen financial information from the Coronas. Gloria now guarded the password jealously, and Justine hadn’t been able to piece it together yet.

      Rafe, however, didn’t seem to share Gloria’s suspicions. He was obedient enough that he would never give the password to Justine, but he also wasn’t going to be sending Justine out of the room while he typed it in.

      Justine grabbed a rag and a bottle of dust cleaner from the narrow supply closet

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