Kodiak's Claim (23 page)

Even though her visual perspective was skewed, she had no trouble recognizing her hands were now paws and her ass was definitely a mile wide and covered in white fur.

She bellowed in shock, and Reid, whom she recognized now no matter what shape he wore, snorted. It gave her no small pleasure to cuff him in the side of the head and see him stagger. He might be a Kodiak, but she was a fucking polar bear. Hear her roar.

And see her run. But she preferred not to recall what she did in the woods with Reid. Surely there were laws against that.

When they eventually returned to the house, the change back to her human shape was just as bad as expected.

“Ow. Ow. Ow.”

“Stop being such a pussy cat,” Reid teased as he bundled her shivering frame into a blanket.

Teeth chattering from the cold, Tammy glared at him. “I will complain if I want to. That freaking hurt!”

“You’ll get over it. And it will get easier.”

“Over it? I’m never doing it again.”

He dismissed her assertion. “Bah. The exhilaration of being your animal will make you forget, and you’ll shift again, sooner than you think.’”

“Never. Too painful.”

“So is childbirth, and yet women haven’t stopped getting pregnant.”

She waved a hand. “I’m planning on an epidural for that.”

Reid laughed as he said, “I love you, city girl.”

And she loved him. More and more each day.

*

There was a peculiar perversity in spying on people. In planning their demise. In devising ways to squash their irritating happiness.

There was also a depressing loneliness to living on the outskirts. Of being an observer to a world he once belonged to. A world that had shunned him and left him to die.

Gene knew those living in Kodiak point, especially his old platoon mates, watched for him. He’d seen the patrols and evaded them with ease. He’d not earned the nickname Ghost for nothing. Like a wisp of wind, a shadow barely seen, he slipped in and out of places with none the wiser.

Could he have killed the happy couple? Cocking an imaginary gun and eying down its barrel, he grinned. In a heartbeat.

But that was too easy. Too simple. Let them think they’d scared him off. Let them ease back into their happy little lives. It would make the shock of his next move all the sweeter.

Because this was not the end.

Check out the next story in Kodiak’s Clan, featuring a certain moose and a sexy vixen
,
Outfoxed by Love.

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