Bear's Kiss (Bear Heat Book 2) by Natalie Kristen Read Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Natalie Kristen
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touch you.
Not in that way.”
His eyes glinted with greed,
not lust.
“You are still worth
something to me.” He smiled. “I know someone who's
offering an indecent amount of money for you. As I said, I see
everything you do, everything that's happened to you. There's a
target on your back now.”
“How…?”
“I can scry your
location.”
She gasped. “You...you
know witchcraft?”
“A branch of it.”
Terrence smirked. “I can even mask my presence and hide my
tracks.”
Prisha felt sick to her
stomach. So that was how he could watch her and stalk her without
being noticed. She should have listened to some of the townsfolk
when they tried to warn her that Terrence dabbled in the dark arts.
“You're a wanted woman,
aren't you, Prisha? Prisha Singh, the good daughter and filial
granddaughter, is wanted by the Mob. What would your family say,
Prisha? Tsk!”
Prisha tried to kick him, but
he slammed his fist into her stomach and she doubled over.
Terrence clucked his tongue
and said coldly, “Don't fight me, Prisha. Think of your
family. How you've shamed them! Your family will thank me, for
getting rid of this smear on the family name.”
Prisha's fingers tightened
around the rock.
With a snarl and a demented
scream, she raised the rock high and rushed at him.
CHAPTER
FIFTEEN
Caleb bolted from his Range
Rover even before Baxter could pull the car fully to a stop. Baxter
had taken one look at him and immediately ousted him from the
driver's seat. “You're in no state to drive. And I'm not
going to be riding shotgun in a car that's about to wrap itself
around a tree. I'll drive, Beta. Come on!”
Caleb ran towards the lake
and turned in agitated circles. “She was here. Her scent, her
footprints...”
Baxter came up to him and
took a whiff of the air. “Another male was here with her.”
Caleb's eyes scanned the
scene, then he backtracked towards the tree house. There were no
signs that she had gone back to the tree house, but he had to be
sure.
He climbed up the ladder and
burst through the door, his eyes darting to every corner. The scent
of their lovemaking still lingered in the air. Baxter followed him
swiftly into the tree house, and the tracker immediately sniffed and
tested the scents in the air.
“No other scent, Beta.
Just yours. And your mate's,” Baxter said quietly, giving him
a sidelong glance. Caleb nodded curtly. Baxter had the most acute
sense of smell in the clan. He would be able to detect subtle scents
and signs that the other bears missed. As such, he was the clan's
lead tracker and investigator. Baxter's interrogation skills were
one of a kind.
“Prisha must have left
the cabin soon after I left. She left and never came back. If
there's any evidence to be found, it would be near the lake,”
Caleb growled.
Caleb raced back down the
ladder and sprinted to the lake.
He sniffed the air, and
rounded on Baxter when the tracker came up behind him. “The
male who took her,” Caleb snarled. “His scent seems
human but...something seems off. What is it? What do you make of
it?”
“Human,” Baxter
confirmed. “He's not a shifter.”
“What else?”
Caleb prompted impatiently.
Baxter jogged towards the
lake, breathing rapidly as he inhaled and tasted the air carefully.
His eyes lingered on a spot at the edge of the lake for a moment
before snapping back to focus.
Baxter turned back to Caleb
and fired off the information quickly, urgently, “Male,
human...with vampiric abilities.”
“Vampire!”
“He's not a vampire,
Beta.”
“You just said...”
“I said he has vampiric
abilities.”
Caleb put up a hand. “Just
what are we dealing with here?”
“I...I'm not sure,
Beta. Physically, this male is not strong. But...his mind.”
Baxter's frown deepened and he shook his head. “There is power
in his mind, unhealthy, twisted power. He left a psychic imprint.”
“So we're dealing with
a psychic psycho,” Caleb intoned. “But I don't really
care
Not in that way.”
His eyes glinted with greed,
not lust.
“You are still worth
something to me.” He smiled. “I know someone who's
offering an indecent amount of money for you. As I said, I see
everything you do, everything that's happened to you. There's a
target on your back now.”
“How…?”
“I can scry your
location.”
She gasped. “You...you
know witchcraft?”
“A branch of it.”
Terrence smirked. “I can even mask my presence and hide my
tracks.”
Prisha felt sick to her
stomach. So that was how he could watch her and stalk her without
being noticed. She should have listened to some of the townsfolk
when they tried to warn her that Terrence dabbled in the dark arts.
“You're a wanted woman,
aren't you, Prisha? Prisha Singh, the good daughter and filial
granddaughter, is wanted by the Mob. What would your family say,
Prisha? Tsk!”
Prisha tried to kick him, but
he slammed his fist into her stomach and she doubled over.
Terrence clucked his tongue
and said coldly, “Don't fight me, Prisha. Think of your
family. How you've shamed them! Your family will thank me, for
getting rid of this smear on the family name.”
Prisha's fingers tightened
around the rock.
With a snarl and a demented
scream, she raised the rock high and rushed at him.
CHAPTER
FIFTEEN
Caleb bolted from his Range
Rover even before Baxter could pull the car fully to a stop. Baxter
had taken one look at him and immediately ousted him from the
driver's seat. “You're in no state to drive. And I'm not
going to be riding shotgun in a car that's about to wrap itself
around a tree. I'll drive, Beta. Come on!”
Caleb ran towards the lake
and turned in agitated circles. “She was here. Her scent, her
footprints...”
Baxter came up to him and
took a whiff of the air. “Another male was here with her.”
Caleb's eyes scanned the
scene, then he backtracked towards the tree house. There were no
signs that she had gone back to the tree house, but he had to be
sure.
He climbed up the ladder and
burst through the door, his eyes darting to every corner. The scent
of their lovemaking still lingered in the air. Baxter followed him
swiftly into the tree house, and the tracker immediately sniffed and
tested the scents in the air.
“No other scent, Beta.
Just yours. And your mate's,” Baxter said quietly, giving him
a sidelong glance. Caleb nodded curtly. Baxter had the most acute
sense of smell in the clan. He would be able to detect subtle scents
and signs that the other bears missed. As such, he was the clan's
lead tracker and investigator. Baxter's interrogation skills were
one of a kind.
“Prisha must have left
the cabin soon after I left. She left and never came back. If
there's any evidence to be found, it would be near the lake,”
Caleb growled.
Caleb raced back down the
ladder and sprinted to the lake.
He sniffed the air, and
rounded on Baxter when the tracker came up behind him. “The
male who took her,” Caleb snarled. “His scent seems
human but...something seems off. What is it? What do you make of
it?”
“Human,” Baxter
confirmed. “He's not a shifter.”
“What else?”
Caleb prompted impatiently.
Baxter jogged towards the
lake, breathing rapidly as he inhaled and tasted the air carefully.
His eyes lingered on a spot at the edge of the lake for a moment
before snapping back to focus.
Baxter turned back to Caleb
and fired off the information quickly, urgently, “Male,
human...with vampiric abilities.”
“Vampire!”
“He's not a vampire,
Beta.”
“You just said...”
“I said he has vampiric
abilities.”
Caleb put up a hand. “Just
what are we dealing with here?”
“I...I'm not sure,
Beta. Physically, this male is not strong. But...his mind.”
Baxter's frown deepened and he shook his head. “There is power
in his mind, unhealthy, twisted power. He left a psychic imprint.”
“So we're dealing with
a psychic psycho,” Caleb intoned. “But I don't really
care