Outfoxed by Love (Kodiak Point Book 2) Read Free Page A

the two of them, they pieced together events and were able to present them to Reid when he arrived.
    In a nutshell , the human female got carted off, dead or alive, no one could ascertain, but Reid would go after her with a clan posse to fetch her back. It seemed his alpha, a once respectable Kodiak, had fallen for a human. Ugh. But at least this Tammy broad wasn’t completely useless. The way Boris heard it, she’d faced down Reid in his Kodiak form armed with only a frying pan. That took guts, and Boris respected that.
    As for Jan, she also showed more courage than he would have expected. It looked like his vixen fought back, or so he judged by the residual scent of gunpowder and trails of blood. He’d heard rumors of the fox learning to shoot with her dad. He’d not put much stock in them. Women like Jan, always perfectly coiffed and dressed, weren’t the type to get their hands dirty.
    Bypassing the muddle of prints and scents around the crash site, he move d outwards. While the prints were faint, he managed to locate some fox tracks leading away from the chaos. But more worrisome were the two larger sets of wolf prints and the single set of cougar ones chasing after.
    Delicate Jan wouldn’t stand a chance against three large predators. He only hoped she would have the common sense to run and hide. I’m coming to get you. And if they’ve harmed a single hair on your head, they’ll pay.
    “Want me to change into my bear to sniff out their trail?” Travis offered.
    “No.”
    “Grab a rifle and scout?”
    Boris leveled a look at him. “No.”
    “Guard your rear?”
    “No.” Boris stared at him until Travis fidgeted.
    “Then what do you expect me to do?”
    “Help your cousin.” Yeah, he paid back his alpha by sending the cub on a new task, but truthfully, he’d fare better alone. And Reid could use the help.
    While Reid’s crew prepared to rev off to the rescue of the human, Boris equipped himself from the back of his truck. He could have adopted his moose form and chased after her; however, if Jan was injured or suffering from the elements, then she’d need more than just his naked body to keep her alive.
    Bet her naked body could keep me alive.
    Bad thought. Bad. Bad. Bad.
    C hecking and cataloguing his gear helped distract him from the inappropriate thoughts— backpack with bedroll, clothing, rations, light, satellite phone. On his feet, he strapped on snow shoes, the only way to truly travel where the fluffy stuff piled high, ready to suck unsuspecting trespassers into its icy jaws.
    Reid shouted , “Good luck,” as Boris adjusted his straps.
    Boris grunted. It wasn’t luck he needed but patience because when he found the disobedient fox, he’d tan her hide until she couldn’t sit for a week. She’d known of the danger stalking clan members. How dare she put herself in harm’s way? Fool woman should learn to stay out of trouble. She needed a man to keep her in line.
    Me.
    No, not him. But who?
    Yeah, who’s crazy enough to touch my fox and die?
    Sigh. For a man with no interest in her, he really needed to do better when it came to jealousy issues.
    Adopting a lumbering stride, the snowshoes requiring more of a lift in order to keep him upright when he ran, Boris followed the tracks. They meandered in and out of the woods. Sometimes he lost them for a stretch as Jan’s fox form nimbly vaulted from exposed rock tips that jutted from the ground. But when that happened, he just had to locate the wolf marks in the snow to regain her trail.
    The first body took him by surprise. The wolf, who’d obviously died too quickly to make the change back to man, stared sightlessly, his neck torn at the jugular, causing a massive and quick bleed out that few could hope to survive, although Boris knew a guy in the war who had. Tough fucker.
    What he found harder to credit was all the signs pointed to Jan doing it. Ladylike, prim and proper Jan?
    Jan who supposedly likes guns.
    Or so he’d heard. He found