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Haven 8

Four-Letter Words

Zasha Gershwin lives a rigidly controlled life. He doesn’t see anything wrong with being prepared and organized, and he certainly doesn’t have time for such frivolous things as love. He cares for Thane, and he’s certainly attracted to the witch, but that’s just how the mating bond works.

While his mate may not remember their previous life together, Thane Braddock has no trouble recalling every moment, right up to their tragic end. Now, he has a second chance to make everything right. Unfortunately, he’s making all new mistakes this time around.

Evil lurks to the west, spreading its shadow across the desert, and the races hover on the verge of war. When the Braddocks are called to answer the rising threat, Thane and Zasha’s turbulent relationship will be pushed to its breaking point. Can they rekindle the old flame before it’s too late? Or is history destined to repeat itself?

Genre: Alternative (M/M or F/F), Paranormal, Vampires/Werewolves

Length: 55,404 words

FOUR-LETTER WORDS

Haven 8

Gabrielle Evans

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Copyright © 2013 by Gabrielle Evans

E-book ISBN: 978-1-62740-023-7

First E-book Publication: May 2013

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Haven 8

GABRIELLE EVANS

Copyright © 2013

Chapter One

“Varik and Demos have arrived.” Zasha scrolled through his mental Rolodex, recalling Leader Tuesday’s other obligations. “You have a phone conference with the leader of the Phoenix coven at midnight. The owner of After Hours has requested a meeting with you at three to discuss his yearly lease.”

“Yes, yes,” Leader October Tuesday answered as they strolled through the corridors on the way to the foyer to meet their guests. “Tell him I’ll be happy to meet with him.”

“Very good, sir.”

“The guard at the front gate said Varik and Demos have brought guests with them,” Gideon, Enforcer and second-in-command of the coven, added. “How should we proceed?”

Zasha glanced up at the Enforcer and rolled his eyes. “Varik and Demos are former members of our coven and dear friends. They wouldn’t come here with malicious intent.”

“They also turned their back on us to form their own coven,” Axton, another Enforcer, added. He walked two steps behind everyone else, constantly scanning the surrounding area as though he expected dust bunnies to pop out from beneath the furniture and strangle them all.

“Relax.” October adjusted his tie and cleared his throat. “Zasha is right. They are here to ask for help, which we are happy to provide.”

As Leader Tuesday’s personal assistant, it was Zasha’s job to always appear calm, collected, and prepared with an answer to any situation. Entering the foyer, his shoulders were back, his spine was straight, and he wore a vague, disinterested smile on his lips. On the inside, however, he was almost giddy with excitement to see his old friends. He only wished Raven would have joined them on their visit. Gods, he missed that idiot.

Leader Tuesday walked forward to meet their guests with outstretched arms. “Demos, Varik, it’s so good to see you again!” He nodded at Varik’s returned greeting, indicating without words that the vampire and those who accompanied him were welcomed in Snake River. “You remember Axton, Gideon, and Zasha, of course.”

There might have been words said after that, but Zasha couldn’t hear them. He couldn’t hear anything except the pounding of his own heart. Currents of energy crawled over his skin, up his spine, and across the nape of his neck. Standing amidst their visitors was a man who didn’t really look like he belonged. He was much smaller than the others, clearly not an Enforcer, and Zasha was drawn to him like ants to sugar.

The guy was attractive with his long hair and delicate features, but