Deni_Chance

Twenty-nine year old Jacy is a bounty hunter that chooses to go after the tough bounties. The bigger the man the better. Why? Because she wants to knock them down to size. Who wouldn't feel small after having a woman take them down? But it's not all easy for this female alpha wolf. She has her tough days on the job and will need to de-stress from time to time.

So, what happens when Jacy meets Kyle, a super sexy feline who is just as much the take charge kind as she is? The two meet at a bar and have a hot night of passion. The problem is that Jacy can't remember his name, or even what he looks like. But Kyle can't forget about her. And he left a little something behind when he left that night.

Will Kyle find the woman he thinks is his destiny? Or will Jacy run away from him like she did her pack? Time will tell in this story that is full of laughs, fights, and lots of alpha headbutting. 

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SEX
LANGUAGE
IMPLIED TORTURE
ADULT SITUATIONS
EXTREME VILOLENCE
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The Hunter Becomes The Hunted

Once I had Jacy settled on the bed I ran outside to get the things I had grabbed from my rental car. I needed to clean Jacy up. I needed to take care of her. She was all that mattered right now.

With everything that I needed inside the cabin I started to frantically search the place for what was available. I needed a bowl to put the water in so that I could clean her up. I could do it without the bowl but it would be easier with it.

I didn't find a bowl, but I did locate a pot in the kitchen along with other cooking utensils. I took the large silver pot to the sink and filled it with hot water. I wanted it to be soothing as I cleaned the blood away from Jacy's abused body.

I had to keep reminding myself that she is a shifter and can heal. I knew that these wounds probably weren't enough to kill her. But that didn't stop me from worrying about her. She was my mate, whether she had accepted or admitted that fact yet or not.

TAKING CARE OF HER