Bears in Flight: Book Four - Supernatural Bounty Hunters Romance Novellas Read Free

hairy beast.
    Of course, he needed to get the damn sewer smell off him first.
    Gingerly, he sniffed his skin. The rank odor still lingered. He sighed and gave his pink skin another thorough scrub.
    Fucking Jackson.
    *
    Mia jiggled her keys in the lock and quickly slipped into the dark office. She held her breath waiting for the alarm and was surprised when it didn’t go off.
    Alma, her manager, had spent half an hour that morning lecturing her on the importance of setting the alarm. She was surprised that Alma would forget.
    Still, not important. She could set it on her way out.
    Without turning on the lights, she dashed over to her desk and started rifling through the drawers. Crap, where were they?
    She froze. Her inner rabbit mewled in alarm and all the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. She wasn’t alone. Her nose twitched as she sniffed and she was alarmed to scent bear. Holy hell, a bear was robbing them!
    Only, her rabbit wasn’t scared. No, the strange little beast was almost… panting. She did have to admit that the delicious mixture of cinnamon and honey smelt decidedly good. So homey and warm and sexy …
    Mia screamed in alarm as two enormous arms grabbed her. They wrapped themselves around her tiny body and lifted her clean out of her office chair.
    She twisted and squirmed and kicked her legs, but it was all to no avail. Her attacker was too strong, too big, too naked ? Was that his naked chest she felt against her back? Oh, lord!
    “Don’t struggle,” he rumbled and immediately she stilled, entranced by the deep, throaty voice resonating through her body.
    She went limp in his arms and he relaxed his death-lock grip. The silence stretched between them until she felt and heard him press his nose into her hair and sniff. A pleasurable shiver danced over her spine as he let out a soft growl.
    Without letting her feet touch the ground, he turned her in his arms so they were facing each other.
    In the darkness of the room, illuminated slightly by the slivers of light from the outside street lamps, she took in the hard lines of his smiling, handsome face.
    “I’m Logan,” he purred so quietly she almost didn’t hear.
    “Mia,” she squeaked.
    “It’s a pleasure to meet you… Mia .”

Chapter One
    Present day - Friday
    “Nobody move!” yelled the rough voice.
    The patrons of the jewelry shop looked around bewildered until they saw the two black-clad figures quickly making their way toward them.
    There were several gasps and cries as they saw the shotguns the two intruders were waving around. They were both enormous and looked particularly menacing clothed completely in black and wearing ski masks.
    “Where’s the manager?” yelled the second intruder.
    People gasped when they realized it was a woman. It was so unexpected. One middle-aged customer looked her up and down and huffed - do women rob jewelry stores too, now?!
    “Where’s the fucking manager?” she yelled again.
    A terrified looking sales assistant stepped forward. “He’s ummm, he’s out to lunch.”
    “What? It’s only 11.30!”
    The young assistant bobbed her head. “He always goes early…” she told them apologetically as her voice trailed off.
    The larger of the robbers – the male – growled. They guessed, given how tall and broad he was that he was a shifter, but this just confirmed it and terrified them even more.
    “Who else has keys to the safe?” roared the female, a hint of exasperation in her voice.
    The assistant shook her head vehemently. “No one.”
    “Fine!” snarled the woman. “Get the bags,” she ordered the male.
    He pulled several bags out of his backpack and threw them at people throughout the store. The female started walking around the store smashing the display cases.
    “All of you start filling up those bags,” she ordered.
    Everyone looked at one another uncertainly.
    “Fill up the fucking bags!” she roared and waved her gun around. They quickly did as she