Secret Jaguar (Curse of the Moon Book 6) Read online

  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Soleil's Cover Reveal

  Other Books

  Author's Note

  Contents

  Title Page

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Soleil's Cover Reveal

  Other Books

  Author's Note

  SECRET JAGUAR

  CURSE OF THE MOON - BOOK SIX

  by Stacy Claflin

  http://www.stacyclaflin.com

  Copyright ©2017 Stacy Claflin. All rights reserved.

  ©Cover Design: Rebecca Frank

  Edited by Staci Troilo

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  Chapter 1

  Carter

  I slid on my dark glasses and tapped the steering wheel. Should’ve brought a less conspicuous car. My cherry-red Ferrari did little to help me blend in, and I didn’t want anyone to notice me waiting for her across the street from the old hotel.

  Too late. I was already there. Just a matter of time before she showed.

  Who was she? Finally, I would find out. I had been searching for her for years, but she was well-hidden and alone. And she needed protection. I didn’t know anything else about her.

  Okay, that wasn’t all I knew. Not after sensing her presence years earlier and spending so much time trying, unsuccessfully, to find her.

  The most important thing to note was that she was a solitary jaguar shifter, and females never traveled alone. Seriously, never. Our reality is one of old-world rules, strict consequences, and a hierarchy not all that different from the royalty of the Middle Ages. As such, my father was the king of our family. And he ruled as an aristocrat on steroids.

  That was why I had broken away. We didn’t see eye-to-eye on anything. He was cruel and heartless, and because I refused to be a dictator, he saw me as weak. Leaving was messy, and we did not part amicably.

  If my father discovered a lone jaguar female, he would bring her into the family by any means necessary.

  Back to my far-from-inconspicuous Ferrari across the street from the old hotel. And by old hotel, I didn’t mean run-down and seedy. I meant it had stood the test of time. It was made of brick and appeared to have once been an impressive mansion.

  I studied the front, which had clearly been remodeled to look more modern, but evidence of another era remained.

  The front door opened. I sat up straight and readjusted my sunglasses. Was it her or just a regular guest?

  I leaned forward and waited, holding my breath. If it was her, I didn’t know what I would do. Follow her? Introduce myself? Really, I should’ve thought this through more. But once I figured out her location—finally—I just jumped into my car and headed over.

  Out stepped a tall, slender teenager in a flowered knee-length sundress. Long, wavy light-brown hair cascaded almost to her waist.

  The distance between us made it impossible for me to sense if she was the jaguar shifter.

  She turned and spoke to someone inside, adjusted a tote bag over her shoulder, then went down the steps.

  I scrambled out of my car, closed the door as quietly as I could, and set the alarm. Sure, the small college town was safe but I never took any chances with my Ferrari.

  She headed toward the campus. If she was a student, I couldn’t figure out why she would be staying in the hotel.

  Nothing about this girl made any sense. No wonder it had taken me so long to track her down.

  If this was even her. I’d have to get closer to determine if she was actually a jaguar shifter. Then if she was, I’d have to figure out what to do. Chances were, she’d fled her birth family. And since she had no other jaguars with her, she probably didn’t want anything to do with our kind. Best-case scenario, she’d want nothing to do with me. Worst case, she’d freak out and cause a scene. Maybe even shift right there in the middle of town.

  Not that I could blame her either way. Jaguar shifters as a whole were horrible jerks at best. Tyrannical, abusive dictators at worst. And by birth, I was the equivalent of a prince. She’d hate and fear me on principle.

  She would be able to sniff out my lineage in half a millisecond. My heart raced as I crossed the street to catch up with her.

  Please don’t shift out in the open.

  Our little town on the Olympic Peninsula was home to more supernatural creatures than I’d ever seen in one place. We’d all managed to keep our true identities hidden, but it would only take one person shifting at the wrong time to drive us all from our homes.

  I picked up my pace to a solid jog in order to shorten the distance between us. Her aroma drifted to me on the breeze. Confirmation at last. I inhaled deeply. The sweet perfume of a female jaguar shifter. It reminded me of so many loved ones.

  My stomach twisted. I’d had to walk away from them all because of my father and his refusal to let go of the old ways.

  No time to dwell on that. The girl in front of me didn’t slow or stop or even seem to notice me. How could she miss the scent of a jaguar shifter so close?

  Had she so immersed herself into the human life that her animal senses had dulled? I’d been away from jaguars for a long time, but I was still deep in the supernatural world. I lived with a pack of werewolves—well, mostly werewolves. We also had some other misfits like myself. In a way, we were all outcasts, some by choice and others not
so much.

  The female jaguar stopped at a crosswalk. I caught up with her and stood next to her. Her scent enveloped me. She acted like she didn’t even notice me.

  I turned to her and finally caught her attention. She was breathtaking up close, with deep brown eyes and a sprinkling of freckles across her nose. Being so close to another jaguar, especially one so beautiful, overwhelmed me. It took me a moment to regain my bearings.

  I gave a slight noncommittal nod and glanced across the street at the crosswalk signal. Her presence surrounded me, pressing in, threatening to crush me. I hadn’t expected this.

  The signal finally changed. Her presence didn’t.

  We walked side-by-side. I struggled to breathe. My bones and muscles ached as my body tried to start a shift. I never shifted against my will.

  What was she doing to me?

  We reached the campus, and she headed for the courtyard. Beyond that stood more buildings that contained classrooms and labs.

  Without notice, she stopped walking. I nearly crashed into her.

  She turned to me, wrinkling her nose. Even annoyed, she was gorgeous. “Are you following me?”

  “What? No.”

  Her eyes narrowed and she gave me a once-over. “What are you doing, then? You have no bag, no books. You haven’t left my side since the crosswalk.”

  My usually sharp mind failed me. I couldn’t think with this beauty so close to me. Was it because she was the only jaguar shifter I’d seen in years, or because of her personally?

  “Well?”

  I stood taller. “I’m here to see Professor Foley. I think his office is this way.”

  Her perfectly manicured brows came together. She didn’t believe me. “Professor Foley, huh?”

  “Yeah. He’s a good friend of mine.”

  She flipped her hair back and gave me a disapproving look. “Good friend? You’re what? A junior or senior? And you’re good friends with a math professor?”

  “It’s a little more complicated than that,” I admitted. Actually, it was a lot more complicated than that. Tobias Foley was married to the only woman I’d ever loved—loved, as in past tense. And he was also the alpha of my misfit pack of werewolves, vampires, a jaguar shifter, and a missing valkyrie. Complicated didn’t begin to explain it.

  The jaguar shifter in front of me stepped back. “Are you following me?”

  How could I answer without lying? “Do you know where Toby’s office is?”

  Her expression softened. “Toby, huh? Maybe you do know him, but if you’re so close, why don’t you know where his office is?”

  “Do you know where the office of everyone you know is?”

  She shrugged and bore her gaze into my eyes. “If I’m as close to them as you claim you are with Mr. Foley, then yes, I would know where their offices are.”

  “Well, I’ve never been to his office, but I know where he lives.” More than that. I’d kissed his wife. But not when she was his wife—I’m not that kind of guy. She didn’t know him at the time. Well, she did, but she didn’t. Like I said, complicated. I wouldn’t kiss her now.

  “Oh, yeah? Where?”

  “In a mansion. You know where it is?”

  She shook her head. “I’ve only heard the rumors going around.”

  Oh, yes. The rumors.

  “Are you one of his foster kids?”

  I slid my sunglasses to the top of my head. “No.”

  She glanced up at the enormous clock on a nearby building. “Well, I gotta get to class. Don’t want to be late. You can keep following me if you want. I’m actually heading to his class.”

  The jaguar shifter was in Toby’s class? Did he know she was a jaguar? No, he would’ve told me. He wouldn’t keep something like that from me. But how could he have not noticed?

  “You’re weird.” She spun around and headed back in the direction she was heading.

  I caught up with her. “No, I’m not.”

  “Whatever you have to tell yourself.” She raked her fingers through her hair, sending fresh waves of her mesmerizing aroma my way. “Oh, and for the record, after you find Professor Foley, no more following me.”

  “Sure, whatever. And I’m not following you. Or, I wasn’t until you invited me to.” Guilt stung at me for lying, but it just popped out. And I sure as heck wasn’t going to admit it.

  We wandered through the campus in silence. Her sweet scent kept wafting my way, making it hard for me to think straight. Thankfully, she didn’t want to talk.

  I followed her into a building, up some stairs, and finally into a classroom. Without another word, she grabbed a seat and pulled out her phone, making a point that she wasn’t paying me any attention.

  More than anything, I wanted to run. I knew where she was, and now I had to get away. It was impossible to think clearly around her. If I was going to figure out what to do next, I had to get as far away from her as I could.

  Toby walked into the room. He gave me a double-take. “Carter? What are you doing here?”

  My ‘friend’ glanced up from her phone. Her eyes were wide and her expression surprised.

  I felt like saying, See? I know him. Instead, I turned back to Toby and stepped closer. “I found that jaguar shifter.”

  “You did? As in, you actually saw her?”

  “Yeah. As it turns out, you’ve been seeing her every day.” I nodded toward her. “The floral sundress.”

  Toby glanced over. “Katya Pelletier? I’ve never gotten any supernatural vibes from her.”

  Well, at least he hadn’t been keeping her a secret from me. Especially since he knew how hard I’d been looking for her.

  “You’ll have to tell me more tonight. I’ve got to start class.”

  I nodded, then turned to leave but I glanced over at the mysterious jaguar shifter one more time.

  Katya.

  Chapter 2

  Katya

  I stared at Professor Foley, but couldn’t make sense of anything he said. He may as well have been speaking Greek. I couldn’t stop thinking about Carter. That was what Professor Foley had called him when he walked in.

  It had surprised me. I mean, I totally thought Carter was lying about knowing my professor. It wouldn’t have been the first time some guy had stalked my schedule and pretended to have something in common with me.

  There was also something different about Carter. I couldn’t put my finger on it exactly, but whatever it was made it so I couldn’t think about math—and I needed to pass the upcoming exam.

  Sure, Carter was hot, but that hardly made him stand out. There was an unusually high concentration of good-looking guys around here. Definitely not like anywhere else I’d lived.

  “Katya?”

  I snapped my attention back to Professor Foley. “Yes?”

  Giggles sounded around me.

  “Do you know the answer?”

  My face burned. “Sorry, no.”

  “Maybe you should pay attention, then.” He gave me a friendly smile.

  I nodded but didn’t respond. Usually, he gave stern expressions to people who zoned off in class. Was it because of Carter that he was being so generous?

  Ugh. I needed to get that guy off my mind and just focus on math. Carter who?

  I managed to pull myself together and pay attention to the lecture. The next time Professor Foley called on me, I gave him the right answer before he finished asking.

  After class, I gathered my things and headed for the door, desperate for some fresh air. Thankfully, I had the next hour free.

  Professor Foley stepped in front of me. “Is everything okay, Katya?”

  I forced a smile. “Just a little distracted. It won’t happen again.”

  “If you ever need to talk, I’m here.”

  Now my professor wanted me to talk about my life with him? Had I entered into some kind of alternate universe?

  He cleared his throat. “If you have any math questions, stop by my office. I’m happy to help.”

  I stared at
him, trying to make sense of everything. Unfortunately, nothing made sense since Carter happened. How could so much change in such a short time?

  “Thanks.” I hurried out of the classroom and made my way outside. The warm sun comforted me. I pulled out my earbuds, stuck them into my phone, and listened to some music. Then I strolled over to a large oak tree I’d started to think of as mine. At least in the hour between math and art.

  I sat at the base and closed my eyes, losing myself in the music. Once it switched over to a song I didn’t like, I opened my eyes. And practically jumped out of my skin.

  Across the courtyard, Carter sat at a bench. He was looking at his phone, but what was he really doing there? Was he following me again?

  I studied him. He was possibly more gorgeous than any other guy on campus. He was tall, tan, and well-built. It was like he spent his entire life at the gym. From where I sat, his short, dark hair exactly matched his intense eyes. Some tattoos stuck out from under his short shirtsleeve.

  Carter was probably used to girls falling over themselves to impress him. He had a serious wakeup call coming if he expected me to react that way.

  What I needed to do was to march over to him and demand to know what was going on. Why was he following me? And did he have something to do with why Professor Foley had given me a kind smile after I’d gotten lost in thought in the middle of class? It was all because of Carter, but none of it made any sense.

  I mentally prepared myself to walk over and demand answers. He turned toward me and smiled. I stuffed my earbuds and phone into my bag and took a deep breath. What was his deal? Did he think I had a shortage of stalkers? Counting him, I had one. And that was one too many.

  Once I was done questioning him, he could take his sexy, tattooed, muscular self as far away from me as possible. I certainly didn’t need the drama.

  He continued to hold my gaze as I made my way over to him.

  Someone grabbed my arm. I spun around, surprised. Jessie, Lola, and Paige swarmed me.

  “Where have you been?” Paige demanded.

  “Did you hear the news?” Lola exclaimed.