Chapter 4

Well, hell.With a resigned sigh, he trailed after the tenderfoot, determined to protect Donovan from harm, at least those in the mammal realm.

A shot pierced the air.

TJ jerked around, opening his senses to discover the exact direction it came from. A tiny scent tantalized him. Not strong enough to grab his attention and lead him to the culprit, it was still able to give him a vague idea.

He took a couple of steps before stopping. Swiveling his head around, he glanced the way Donovan had gone. Indecision flared. Stay and protect Donovan from the vegetation and potential wild animal attacks or dash off further into his property and find the hunter poaching on his land.

Back and forth he wavered.

Finally, his inner grizzly made the decision for him.