Just out: Branded By Lust, Night Seekers #4
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Logan Tanner is on a mission to track down the legendary Chupacabra. Part of Night Seekers, a group of former law enforcement members who’ve lost loved ones to the terrifying devil beast, Logan will stop at nothing to find and eliminate the threat. Until a complication arises—a sexy complication by the name of Rebecca Black, a recent addition to the team, equally determined to kill the monster wreaking havoc in the Montana wilderness. Bound by purpose, neither Logan nor Rebecca are prepared for the red-hot chemistry between them, the lust that’s turning into love. But hunting the Chupacabra is dangerous work…perhaps a task too dangerous for their passion to endure.
The cold Montana wind blew across the desolate landscape. The area was dotted with the giant Ponderosa pines, and the peaks of the many mountain ranges that make up the rugged Continental Divide glistened in the sun. In the summer, grasses grew fragrantly in prairies between the mountains, the green softening the harshness of the land. But in the winter it was a cruel setting, covered with snow that piled in deeper and deeper drifts.
The area was sparsely populated, miniscule towns often with a population of less than a thousand with just a few widely scattered larger cities. The people ranched either sheep or cattle and a few other hardier souls provided support for those industries. Nearly a third of the state is national forest, protected by government regulations with hunting severely regulated.
There just wasn’t a lot of traffic anywhere, making it a fertile hunting ground for feral beasts. Like the devil, the legendary Chupacabra, creeping from the cave in one of the mountains where it had been sleeping after temporarily slaking its bloodlust on a bighorn sheep. The ugly, weirdly shaped creature stretched and looked around casually. The sight of its unholy body alone was enough to scare both animals and people. A head resembling a coyote’s was distinguished by blood red pupils and sharp fangs that extended over the lower lip. Its chest appeared to be a series of metal-like bands and its short arms and longer, more muscular legs were covered with a thick growth of fur. It was definitely the stuff of nightmares.
Drawing in a deep lungful of air it filtered the different scents carried by the wind, seeking the distinct aroma of humans. In this desolate wilderness it hadn’t found very many. Foraging in the closest small town was a last resort, the taboo programmed into its brain circuits. But approaching any of the widely scattered ranches was also difficult, the absence of trees made stealth almost impossible. But the urge was growing stronger every day. If it wasn’t satisfied soon the results might be devastating.
As it stood in the buffeting force of the winter wind a faint sound reached its ears, the sound awakening something familiar. The devil beast cocked its head and waited as the growling sound drew closer. Then it came into sight and the beast almost roared with satisfaction. Here was the prey coming directly into its lair. Backing slightly into the opening of the cave the Chupacabra watched. And waited.
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