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For the past three years, Delilah Tate has been the only thing aside from baseball that has saved me from my grief. She's the equivalent of the warm sun filtering through the clouds on the coldest days. She thaws and heals the parts of me that are broken. My brother has been the driving reason behind all my hard work on and off the baseball diamond. But now I have one more reason to fulfill all my promises to him. Be the man she deserves.

Raised in an isolated shifter clan, I never realized I had a true mate somewhere in the world—until my clan-chosen mate rejected me and threw me out with two young children. Now I'm working in a small-town coffee shop, learning about human inventions like buses and microwaves (and my new favorite thing, hot chocolate). And I met my fated mate. He's kind. He's protective. He's great with my little kids. There's just one problem: the first time I touched him, my exile mark felt like it was on fire—and not in the good way.

Piper Hartrick has only ever openly despised one person. For every smile she conjures up, he balances the energy with a frown. With every careful step she makes into ownership of her family's design business, he makes his own moves by bulldozing his way into a room. When an unexpected turn of events has him practically begging for her help, she finds that she might enjoy the way he looks on his knees a little too much to not consider his offer.

Once, music-loving Esme and proud clanlord Heikon were each other's everything. She danced only for him, and his love was the song that filled her world. And then a single act of treachery destroyed it all, their mate bond severed beyond repair. Esme retreated to her dance studio and music hoard to salve her broken heart. But Heikon believes some part of him still lives in her soul. There must be a way to fix it, to somehow win her back. If he can only figure out the steps of the dance that will make them true mates and partners again.

After I was turned into a Naga by a punch gone wrong, I slithered back to my home and kept to myself. After all, everyone's afraid of snakes—even other monsters. Then, one day, my front door opens, and in walks the most beautiful creature I've ever seen . . . and she has no idea I'm living here with her. From what I can tell, she's hiding from something, and she has no idea I'm watching her. But the longer I wait, the more she makes herself comfortable, and before long, I realize I can't keep hiding in the shadows.