Faythe
Sanders likes to pretend she's a normal college
co-ed, but that's only half the truth. It's the
other half that matters when her former lover
appears on campus, sent to pull her back into a life
her classmates could never understand, or even
imagine. He has come to take her home, to where
hunting doesn’t involve guns, the night isn’t for
sleeping, and fur is much more than just a fashion
statement.
Female werecats are disappearing from all over the
south, and the Pride is helpless to find its missing
members and stop the stray responsible. Confined to
home for her own protection, Faythe must face
everything she went to school to escape: the family
she left behind, the love she turned her back on,
and the destiny tradition says she's bound to
fulfill. And when it all becomes too much to handle,
an emotionally charged error in judgment leads her
into the unsheathed claws of the stray himself. Now,
armed with nothing but animal instinct and a serious
attitude, Faythe must free herself and stop the
kidnappers before their horrific plot robs her Pride
of its most valuable asset: its own continued
existence.
Okay, so cats don't always land on their
feet
I know that better than most. Since rejoining the Pride,
I've made big decisions and even bigger mistakes: the
kind paid for with innocent lives. As the first and only
female enforcer, I have plenty to prove to my father,
the Pride, and myself. And with murdered toms turning up
in our territory, I'm working harder than ever , though
I always find the energy for a little after-hours
recreation with Marc, my partner both on and off duty.
But not all my mistakes are behind me. We're beginning
to suspect that the dead are connected to a rash of
missing human women, and that they can all be laid at my
feet--two or four, take your pick. And one horrible
indiscretion may yet cost me more than I can bear...
