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Untamed #2
Amber Hart
Released May 19th, 2015
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Raven, a college girl from Michigan, came to the jungles of Cameroon searching for closure. Falling for Jospin, a handsome, charismatic hunter with dark secrets of his own, was never part of the plan.
But despite their differences, their attraction is addictive, as exhilarating and wild as the rain forest itself—and also as dangerous. For the sake of both their lives, their heated affair must remain a secret.
Raven wants justice for her conservationist father’s death; to help her, Jospin must turn his back on his own father and the only life he has ever known. Together they risk being hunted by a band of ruthless poachers, but they take the chance anyway, working to bring down their enemies between each stolen kiss. But when one slip puts Raven’s life at stake, Jospin knows he must act.
He has captured Raven’s heart—now can he set her free
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“I need to paint.” This is what I tell Clovis as we head downstairs for breakfast. “Can it wait?” he asks. “No.” My reply is quick. Honest. No, it cannot wait. My feet leave the marble stairs and sink into the plush carpet of the living room. There are other pack members at the table, eating already. I don’t see Mr. Tondjii, to my surprise. Clovis bends to kiss me on the head and delivers the gift of a few words that no one else can hear. “He’s tending to business. Eat.” So, Mr. Tondjii won’t be down here with us. My relief is immediate. Until I see Mattius watching me. Clovis takes my hand and leads me to the selection of food on the oversize island in the middle of the kitchen. It’s a buffet. Fruit and breads and, on a warmer, something that looks like Cream of Wheat. I help myself to fruit salad and a piece of bread peppered with nuts and seeds and grain, enough to energize me. We take a seat at the table, though it makes me nervous. We passed an older woman—another poacher’s wife, Clovis informed me—on the way down the stairs, but aside from her and Mrs. Tondjii, I’m the only female here. Definitely the only one currently at the table. I can only guess where the clothes that have been provided for me came from. Ex-girlfriends? Daughters? There was more than enough to choose from, but I tried to stick to the most basic of items. I am very aware of the way the other men stare at me like I’m what they want to be eating instead of the plethora of food spread out before them. Clovis doesn’t seem fazed. I guess looking is okay—maybe the least of all evils here. I keep my eyes downcast. Eat my food quickly and listen to them speak in a language I don’t understand. I have a feeling that Mattius is still staring at me, but I don’t check to see if my intuition is right. “What now?” I ask Clovis, taking the last bite of bread. My plate is clean. “How does a trip into the jungle sound?” Clovis asks, like it’s no big deal. Just some time to kill, so why not. A thrill kicks through me. I hold tight to my energy. I can’t let my voice betray how much I like that idea. I shrug. “Whatever you want.” Clovis pats my leg under the table. It feels like he’s telling me, Good job. “I don’t have patrol until tonight. You can come if you want. Otherwise, we’re good,” Clovis says, laying out the plan. I wonder if the other men will mind. Joining Clovis seems better than staying at the house with them. “Fine with me,” I say. I brave a glance at Mattius and find him looking right back at me, as I suspected.“What are you doing today?” I ask. I think about how I’m supposed to be one of them, getting along with the others. “Don’t know,” Mattius replies. There is a hint of surprise in his voice. “Why?” I continue to look directly at him. “Didn’t know if maybe you wanted to come into the forest with us.” He definitely looks surprised now. I almost smile. “Unless you wanted to go alone?” I ask Clovis suggestively. Like maybe we would be doing things in the forest. Passionate things. This must be what sells it for Mattius, because he says, “No, thanks. I’m fine here. You guys have fun.” Good thing. I don’t know what I would have done if he’d actually said yes. It was a gamble.
I won.
Amber Hart is the author of Before You and Until You Find Me. She grew up in Orlando, Florida, and Atlanta, Georgia, and now resides on the Florida coastline with her family. When not reading, she can be found writing, daydreaming, or dipping her toes in the sand.
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