Rejected by her family, Molly only has one place to go to find a mate and he is hunting her at the Crossroads.

Molly has lived as a king vulture amongst condors. Her family considers her animal a profound disappointment and has ignored her until she finally decides that she has a right to a life and she wants it.

When she is at the Crossroads, she notices the man sent to reclaim her, and while she knows he is in charge of her clan, she isn’t quite sure what he is.

After they acknowledge mutual attraction, they spend a night together and have to work on the consequences when they shift for their first big flight together.

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Molly smoothed the lines of her dress as she waited in the darkness. For a bird who preferred daylight, she had to spend a lot of time lurking in the shadows.

When the last car was gone, she got out of her car and crossed through the trees to the house. She was strong; she was determined. She could do this.

The rest of the family was in the living room having drinks while the evening help was clearing the dining room.

“Hello, everyone, what did I miss?”

Celeste looked uncomfortable and moved closer to her husband.

Robert put his arm around her and drew her close.

Maryellen Wexler looked at her and sighed. “What do you mean?”

“I saw the gathering as they left, Mother. I am very tired of pretending that you aren’t hiding me.”

Edgar Wexler put his arm around his wife. “Don’t speak to your mother that way.”

Molly looked at her father and nodded. “Right. I thought so. Well, you don’t have to worry. Tomorrow, I go to the Crossroads and I will be out of your hair. I know what you think of my beast, and though we are all part of the same bird family, I understand the shame that you have experienced by my presence.”

She saw Robert nod slightly.

Sissy was sitting near the fireplace holding her drink in both hands. There was an engagement ring on her finger.

“Right. Enough. I will send you a note when I find out where I will be living. I don’t actually expect a reply.” She turned on her heel and left her family home, looking once at her old bedroom.

She shook off the sadness and headed for her car. She had a bag to pack and some plants to water. If one door closed, another door opened, and she had just slammed the hell out of the first one.