Scent of Betrayal
Tag line: A Shifter, A Mate, A Conspiracy.
Blurb: Wolf shifter, Davis Campbell is on a mission. His job is to babysit a woman from a rival clan. He believes all he has to do is get her back to Scotland. What he doesn’t figure on is her possibly being his mate.
Bethany Leitner, an owl shifter, has been betrayed, attacked, framed, and left for dead. Trust in herself and others is hard to find. So when her self-appointed guardian begins to bark orders, she is ready to show her talons.
Bethany and Davis thank you for agreeing to answer a few questions.
What’s one word you would use to describe the other?
Davis: “Just one?” He says gazing lovingly at Bethany sitting next to him. “Beautiful, inside and out.”
Bethany: She smiles as a pink tinge paints her cheekbones. “Honorable.”
What do you love most about each other?
Davis: “That’s easy, everything.”
Bethany: Davis squeezes her hand and Bethany rests her head on his shoulder. “I have to concur. Although, I know our answers would have been much different if asked when we met.”
What do you like least about each other?
Bethany: “I’ll take the lead on this one. He’s stubborn.”
Davis: “Right back at you, babe.” He lifts their joined hands and kisses the back of hers.
Bethany: She chuckles. “Of course, we probably wouldn’t be here if we weren’t.”
When did you know they were the one for you?
Davis: My buddy, Greer, was the first to point out my…let’s say preoccupation with Bethany. I began to suspect she was my mate after that. The first time I kissed her I knew for sure.”
Bethany: “I didn’t know that.” She straightens the hem of her dress. “I guess I’m a little slower. I had a hard time believing my attraction to Davis was reciprocated. I guess I was afraid to dream he was my mate.”
Davis: “To be fair, you had a lot going on at the time and I wasn’t exactly ready to accept or admit anything.”
Excerpt: Davis snorted. “Yeah, well, the little peacemaker tried to get rid of me when I didn’t kowtow to Aaron and the advisor. I don’t think she fully realizes the precarious position she and her clan are in right now.”
“On the contrary, I am quite aware, which is why I don’t see the need to make the matter worse by antagonizing everyone around me.”
Davis slowly swiveled his head to meet Bethany’s glare. She stood in the open doorway to the bathroom with her arms wrapped tightly around her waist. Her dark gaze pinned on him. She’d changed into a blue dress. It accentuated her tiny waist, skimming just below her knees, allowing him an appreciative view of her trim legs. Her pursed lips only accentuated the pink little bow of her mouth. He couldn’t help but imagine what it might be like to grab a taste.
An amused chuckle sounded in his ear. “She doesn’t sound very happy with you, Davis. Are you sure you want to stay?”
“Yeah, I’m sure.”
Bio: Denise Carbo writes Paranormal Romance, Romantic Suspense, and Contemporary Romance. She is a voracious reader, loves to travel, is fascinated by the supernatural, and enjoys figuring out the culprit of books and movies before the ending is revealed.
She has a bachelor’s degree in Business Administration and Marketing and lives in a small, picturesque New England town with her high school sweetheart and their three amazing sons.
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