Hunter's Promise

“Hunter De La Croix made only one promise she couldn’t keep—and it was a damn good thing, too.” Rick Kincaid
Everything in Rick Kincaid’s life made sense before he knew there were immortals roaming the Earth, kicking ass and taking numbers. It was enough to give a man a complex, if he worried about such things. Kincaid didn’t. He was too worried about one gorgeous witch and how he’d cure her of all her problems so he could score some fun between the sheets. Only her troubles were enormous, like betraying her friends to Satan—literally. To get what he wanted—Hunter—he’d have to clear her name, find his men and find the answer to the changeling dilemma. Only then could he earn his way to into her arms.
Hunter didn’t know what was worse, waking up to her face half scarred and her left eye damaged or finding out no one but one smart-mouthed mortal would work with her. Partnering up with Kincaid was difficult, even more so because the sexy ex-military didn’t seem to mind that her face was horrifying or that she’d done terrible things. And the longer she worked with him, the harder it was to ignore the fire burning between them. Not even the devil on her trail, a crazy she-wolf or insane, red-eyed monsters chasing them seemed to deter him from his goal—her.
Maybe, for him, she could take a chance and trust him to keep his promise.