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Earth Born
Copyright © 2015 by Cherie Nicholls
Digital Release: October 2015
Digital ISBN: 978-1-62916-145-7
Print ISBN: 978-1-62916-265-2
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Earth Born by Cherie Nicholls
Nate Barend’s past has left deep scars. Growing up in foster homes, he never
dreamed of his family coming to find him. Why would he, when he remembered so
clearly the day they’d thrown him out with the trash.
As an earth elemental, Demi Hills has an affinity with nature—well, most nature
anyway. But when her relationship with Nate goes from “friends with benefits” to “it’s
complicated,” she can’t seem to shake him. The damn coyote/wolf is like a dog with a
bone—or should that be a shifter with a bone? Stupid mutt.
Dedication
For my family, both by birth and by choice.
Chapter One
With a cautious look around the room, Nate lifted the cup to his nose and sniffed at
it. Because if he was sitting here, right now, with these people, someone had to have
drugged him.
“I understand we’re probably the last people on earth you’d expect to see.”
That was an understatement of magnificent proportions.
“But once we realized that Alpha Dawson was trying to contact one Nathanial
Dawson, we couldn’t stand by and do nothing.”
Trying to contact him? That was a joke. The old Alpha had written, emailed, and
even telegrammed. How the hell he had even found a telegram machine and someone
to actually deliver it was still a mystery. More importantly why couldn’t these people
stand by? It wasn’t like they’d ever bothered before.
“We realize that the normal process would have been to petition the local Shifter
Council, but we are racing against time. If we didn’t get to you first to warn you, well
things might be very different right now.”
Warn him? That had probably been the third most interesting and shocking thing
that had happened to him today.
Not only had he watched a pack of coyote shifters—or at least part of one—ride
into town on motorbikes, but when they’d said they’d been looking for him, he started
to look for hidden cameras.
But the one thing that amazed him the most, the one that made him question if he’d
been drugged, had been when they announced they were family. Actual blood relations
of his.
For an orphan and a child of the care system, it was the last thing he’d ever
expected to hear.
Some kids in the homes he’d grown up in had dreamed of days like this.
But not him. Never him.
He knew his family, knew exactly where they were. He remembered them all very
clearly. Especially the moment his grandfather had taken a scared little six-year-old
boy, who’d just lost his parents in a car crash, had barely survived it himself, and
handed him over to child services because he didn’t want him.
If he had been born a full wolf shifter, like his father and grandfather, he had no
doubt his family would have kept him. But his father had made the mistake of falling in
love and mating with a coyote shifter.
The ‘weakness’ of his mixed blood had been too much for the old man to handle.
Now here he was, sitting across the table from his mother’s family, almost thirty
years later.

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