Edge of Danger

Edge of Danger
Rhyannon Byrd

Surrendering her soul to accept the power within. . .Saige Buchanan travels the world studying her dark past, guided by a strange and mysterious power. Yet nothing can protect her from her family's sadistic enemies. Until ; in her hour of greatest need ; she encounters impossibly sexy shape-shifter Michael.Sent to find the woman whose darkness has yet to awaken, Michael battles his primal hunger for Saige. He alone can help her lay claim to her full powers. Yet in doing so, he will mark her as his forever. . .

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Last Wolf Standing

“4 1/2 stars…Fast paced and exciting, Rhyannon

Byrd’s Last Wolf Standing is hard to put down.”

Last Wolf Hunting

“Top Pick. 4 1/2 stars.”

Last Wolf Watching

“Top Pick. 4 1/2 stars…Rhyannon Byrd’s

compelling, sexy characters and exciting story

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Also available from Rhyannon Byrd

Don’t miss the rest of the dark and sensual

PRIMAL INSTINCT trilogy, coming this autumn

from Mills & Boon

Super Nocturne

Edge of Hunger Now availble

Edge of Desire October 2009

And available from Mills & Boon

Intrigue Nocturne, the BLOODRUNNERS series

Last Wolf Standing

Last Wolf Hunting

Last Wolf Watching

EDGE OF DANGER

BY

RHYANNON BYRD

MILLS & BOON

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk/)

Dear Reader,

I’m thrilled to present Edge of Danger, the second book in my new PRIMAL INSTINCT series with Mills & Boon

Super Nocturne. Set within a world where paranormal creatures live hidden among an unknowing humanity, this provocative trilogy continues with the story of Saige Buchanan and the dark, devastatingly sexy shape-shifter who steals her heart.

Michael Quinn is a hero who refuses to forget his past…or to risk his future. And yet the instant he sets eyes on Saige in a crowded Brazilian bar, he wants her with a relentless hunger that’s impossible to deny. But Saige has fears of her own. To get what he wants, Quinn must conquer not only his own demons, but those of the wary, tempestuous Buchanan as well.

I’m so excited to be sharing Quinn and Saige’s wickedly seductive romance with you, and I hope it will be one that truly touches your heart!

All the best,

Rhyannon

To my amazing editor, Ann Leslie Tuttle, without

whom none of this would have been possible. Endless

thanks for the wonderful guidance, support and insight.

You’re helping me to grow so much as an author and

I’m so incredibly lucky to be working with you!

Embrace the danger…

CHAPTER ONE

Embrace the danger….

Thursday evening

The Amazon

IF THE WOMAN was trying to blend in, she wasn’t very good at it. It’d taken Michael Quinn no more than five seconds to pick her out in the dim, crowded interior of O Diablo Dos Ángels, a rickety roadside barra in the bustling market town of Coroza, Brazil. He’d been traveling for two days now, working his way through the stifling, humid depths of the Amazonian rain forest, and it showed in his haggard appearance. Two days that felt more like weeks, each passing hour grating against his nerves like a rusty nail, until he was in what could only be classified as a category-five, off-the-Richter-scale, completely uncharacteristic foul mood.

Not that he was usually cheery. Normally Quinn just…existed. It’d been years since anything, or anyone, had managed to touch him or throw him off his firm, even keel—and now this. He couldn’t explain it, but from the moment he’d been given Saige Buchanan’s photograph, his cool, steady calm had begun to fade, slipping away from him like water spiraling slowly down a drain. And in its wake, he’d been left with this seething intensity…this gripping tension.

What made it even worse was the fact that Quinn hadn’t even wanted the assignment—had, in fact, been adamant in his refusal. And yet, here he was, with his damp shirt sticking to his skin, the heavy scent of tobacco and sweat making his head hurt, while something piercing and uncomfortably sharp slithered through his system at the sight of his prey.

Huh. So this is little Saige, he thought, moving along the wall, away from the door, careful to avoid her line of sight as she sat at a small table on the far side of the room, a bottle of water held in one delicate hand. At her side sat a young man who couldn’t have been more than nineteen, his dark skin, hair and eyes attesting to his Brazilian heritage. The boy’s lips were moving, and though Quinn’s hearing was far better than a human’s, he couldn’t make out the words over the raucous cacophony of sound coming from the crowd.