Nisha Jenkins is a Layer, gifted with special powers by the Orisha of love and intimacy, Oshun. Now she has her second assignment: help a hapless werewolf leave his pack so he can marry the woman he loves. Trouble is, Kevin hasn't been entirely upfront about what she'll have to do to help him win his freedom. Now she's face to face with the Alpha of the pack who's demanding his traditional right to bed Kevin's Moot date -- and that's Nisha.
Alastar Canagan is a powerful man (well, some of the time!), and not used to being turned down. What's a Layer to do?
Publisher's note: Readers of Wolf's Layer may recognize Nisha from the short story "Enter the Layer" in Changeling Press's charity anthology Aftershock.
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Nisha Jenkins stumbled into her living room in search of the source of the crash that had woken her at four in the freaking morning. Ah, yes, and there it was -- a guy in a long, dark coat and black fedora, surrounded by the remains of her IKEA CD stand and scattered CDs. Her Layer... guide, or whatever he was called. Wonderful. "It's you."
He straightened up guiltily from his efforts to pick up her music collection. "Yes."
"Here. In my apartment."
"Hear the joy in my voice?"
He considered this for a moment and then admitted, "Not really, no."
"That's because I'm not happy to see you. Why are you here? Did I do something really awful in a past life or something?"
What little she could see of his face – and between the upturned collar and the low tilt of his hat, that wasn't much -- appeared to be pouting. He sighed, the overly dramatic sigh of the much-put-upon. "I'm here to give you your assignment." He pulled a notebook from one pocket and consulted it. "After I evaluate your current emotional and mental fitness."
"After you what?"
"Don't ask me. This is something new they brought down from headquarters. So, Nisha, anything going on in your personal life I should know about?"
She thought for a moment about her long-term, on-again off-again boyfriend, Slade. Last night he'd proposed, for about the millionth time, and she'd refused for about the half millionth -- the other fifty percent of the time she just changed the subject. Seriously, she was beginning to wonder if her fear of commitment might just be a signal she needed to move on.
Except, every time she considered the possibility of never again getting her hands -- or other more pertinent parts -- on that gorgeous body, she ditched the idea of ditching Slade. Then she thought about Slade's younger brother, Bennett, who'd called yesterday to ask her out. For reasons she didn't want to consider too closely right now, she'd said yes.
"No." She shook her head. "Absolutely nothing."
He didn't look like he believed her, but he also didn't look like he was going to pursue the issue. "Excellent. Then I have your next assignment."