His skin held a dark, sun-kissed tan from the amount of time he must spend outdoors.
She refused to be drawn in by his attractive good looks. She was here for a job, not to make friends. Eric would just one of the many jerks that she’d worked for in the past, and he wouldn’t be the last. Rebecca needed this job. Not that it was her only option, but it was if she wanted to stay in Ravenwillow.
Ravenwillow had always been her home. Years ago, the death of her family had driven her away and forced her to make a change. She’d worked for a family in Darkwood Springs; a small town nestled in the woods of Canada. But it was time for her to come home and face her demons.
Ravenwillow a lot like Darkwood Springs, it was a small overlooked town in Virginia. It was seventy-five percent of forest land and not many jobs were available. Not that she was complaining. Rebecca loved children, despite their parentage. She’d finally gotten enough courage to come back to her hometown and she’d do just about anything to keep from resorting to relocating for work. She’d be damned if she let Mr. In-need-of-manners was going to change that.
As he strode from the room, Rebecca let out a sigh of relief. Uncurling her tightly clenched hands, she felt them slightly shake from fear. He had to know what she was, just as she knew what every person in this house was, Werewolves. He moved just like the men that guarded the compound where Doyle’s pack resided. Doyle’s family or those that lived under his protection never knew her secret and she would make certain it stayed that way. Just by watching the way he moved and how his muscles shifted and danced under his dark skin, she could practically see the wolf that lurked beneath his skin.
Her small hand reached up to cover her racing heart. To any other person Eric Daniels would have seemed like an ordinary man, but beneath his rough skin, Rebecca saw a dangerous animal. Beneath her clothes she could still feel the scars, burning painfully against her skin as a silent reminder. Memories long buried, threatened to resurface against her will. Memories of the fateful night that she’d discovered the existence of shifters and the danger that came with them.
“Rebecca?” Jerked from her thoughts, she turned to see Sarah walking towards the table, a concerned expression on her face. “Are you alright? I know my son can be a brute sometimes.” Sarah seemed to be at a loss to explain why Eric didn’t want her here.
It's because I'm human, weak, worthless and unpredictable a threat in the eyes of all shifters
Rising from her chair, Rebecca plastered a false smile on her face. “I’m fine.”
“I hope he didn’t make you reconsider taking the position. Travis and Emma are wonderful children, despite their father’s personality.”
“It would take more than some parent growling at me to do that.” She teased lightly, hoping that her words didn’t give away her secret.
Smiling warmly at her, Sarah motioned toward the living room. “Would you like to meet the little ones?”
“I’d love to.”
Following Sarah into the living room, Rebecca silently prayed that Travis and Emma were as easily fooled as their father. All she had to do was keep her head down and survive long enough to do her job. And pray that her secret remained hidden. Because the moment they discovered what she knew, it would mean her life.
2
Three Month Later…
“Damn you, Rebecca!” Eric cursed out from down the stairs; his voice flowed down the stairs into the kitchen. Emma and Travis looked up from their breakfast and then at Rebecca. Sitting next to two wide eyed children, Rebecca had found her morning beginning as normal.
For the last three months her routine had remained the same. Around 4 A.M. she showed up to cook breakfast for Travis and Emma then she would wake them up, get them ready for
She refused to be drawn in by his attractive good looks. She was here for a job, not to make friends. Eric would just one of the many jerks that she’d worked for in the past, and he wouldn’t be the last. Rebecca needed this job. Not that it was her only option, but it was if she wanted to stay in Ravenwillow.
Ravenwillow had always been her home. Years ago, the death of her family had driven her away and forced her to make a change. She’d worked for a family in Darkwood Springs; a small town nestled in the woods of Canada. But it was time for her to come home and face her demons.
Ravenwillow a lot like Darkwood Springs, it was a small overlooked town in Virginia. It was seventy-five percent of forest land and not many jobs were available. Not that she was complaining. Rebecca loved children, despite their parentage. She’d finally gotten enough courage to come back to her hometown and she’d do just about anything to keep from resorting to relocating for work. She’d be damned if she let Mr. In-need-of-manners was going to change that.
As he strode from the room, Rebecca let out a sigh of relief. Uncurling her tightly clenched hands, she felt them slightly shake from fear. He had to know what she was, just as she knew what every person in this house was, Werewolves. He moved just like the men that guarded the compound where Doyle’s pack resided. Doyle’s family or those that lived under his protection never knew her secret and she would make certain it stayed that way. Just by watching the way he moved and how his muscles shifted and danced under his dark skin, she could practically see the wolf that lurked beneath his skin.
Her small hand reached up to cover her racing heart. To any other person Eric Daniels would have seemed like an ordinary man, but beneath his rough skin, Rebecca saw a dangerous animal. Beneath her clothes she could still feel the scars, burning painfully against her skin as a silent reminder. Memories long buried, threatened to resurface against her will. Memories of the fateful night that she’d discovered the existence of shifters and the danger that came with them.
“Rebecca?” Jerked from her thoughts, she turned to see Sarah walking towards the table, a concerned expression on her face. “Are you alright? I know my son can be a brute sometimes.” Sarah seemed to be at a loss to explain why Eric didn’t want her here.
It's because I'm human, weak, worthless and unpredictable a threat in the eyes of all shifters
Rising from her chair, Rebecca plastered a false smile on her face. “I’m fine.”
“I hope he didn’t make you reconsider taking the position. Travis and Emma are wonderful children, despite their father’s personality.”
“It would take more than some parent growling at me to do that.” She teased lightly, hoping that her words didn’t give away her secret.
Smiling warmly at her, Sarah motioned toward the living room. “Would you like to meet the little ones?”
“I’d love to.”
Following Sarah into the living room, Rebecca silently prayed that Travis and Emma were as easily fooled as their father. All she had to do was keep her head down and survive long enough to do her job. And pray that her secret remained hidden. Because the moment they discovered what she knew, it would mean her life.
2
Three Month Later…
“Damn you, Rebecca!” Eric cursed out from down the stairs; his voice flowed down the stairs into the kitchen. Emma and Travis looked up from their breakfast and then at Rebecca. Sitting next to two wide eyed children, Rebecca had found her morning beginning as normal.
For the last three months her routine had remained the same. Around 4 A.M. she showed up to cook breakfast for Travis and Emma then she would wake them up, get them ready for
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