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the more the fine hairs on his body stood up and noticed. He needed to get back to her now.

Chapter Five

    Luke Blackwood kneeled on the side of the road and inspected the tire tracks along with the single set of foot prints a few feet away. He’d already scented the shifter and he was pretty sure the tracks belonged to the woman. After more than an hour of riding they’d lost the trail. So he’d backtracked to where the scent was still the strongest and ended up here on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere.
    He surveyed the surrounding area. There was no obvious reason why they stopped here, but they had. Now he only had to decide where they went from here. He had a feeling the shifter had led them around in circles to throw them off the trail.  
    It still burned his ass that the woman had seen him shift. His plan to grab her after her shift at the Hog had gone up in flames the minute she witnessed his transformation. An act he squarely placed on the shoulders of the unknown wolf who’s scent didn’t quite smell right. Probably not a full wolf, which put him far outside the neutral territory, giving him no rights and Luke all the power in this scenario.
    If he could find them.  
    No, not if. When. His ability to track was unrivaled among his kind and it was only a matter of time before he located them.  
    He raised his head and sniffed the air. It had been a few hours and their scents were starting to fade. However, their tracks led east and despite the circles they traveled in, he’d bet their ultimate destination had been east. Hopefully, not back to the neutral zone though. He didn’t love the idea of entering that area.
    While he didn’t subscribe to the same “pure” ideals many of the older shifters held dear, he had a massive distrust for anyone outside his own pack. Which made his plans to capture a human female a bit of a stretch, but desperate times called for desperate measures.  
    The shifter population was suffering from a lack of population growth. Specifically, pregnancies between shifters were not happening and so far the only ones that had produced children recently were either rumored to be specially bonded mates (something he didn’t believe in), or the result of cross breeding.  
    This information had led his pack to some alternative thinking and brash action. They immediately nixed the idea of creating mixed breed shifters. They wanted only wolf pups in their pack. Mainly, because they didn’t trust werecats as far as they could throw them, the weak little shits. So the notion that mixing DNA between shifters and humans might be worth the risk of a few humans discovering the truth was born.  
    Which is where the chick from the bar came into the picture. They’d been using the bar for some time as a way to scope out potential females who might be interested in their program and finally today the new girl had appeared as the perfect candidate. There were all different kinds of women to be had, but the kind they sought for their program were not easy to find. Her sad story of needing both a place to live and money to get out of debt from some deadbeat boyfriend made her an even more perfect candidate for them to approach.  
    Then the lone shifter walked in and screwed up the whole plan.  
    Luke strolled over to his bike and climbed on. He had their scent in his head and he was ready to take it as far as it led. If that meant he had to remove a shifter out of his way so be it. What was best for the greater good was all that mattered.  

    ***

    Gage opened the cabin door feeling a little anxious to find Sienna and make sure all was well. What he didn’t expect to walk in on was her standing in the kitchen elbow deep in flour.  
    “What’s going on here?”
    She jerked up at the sound of his voice. “Oh good, you’re here. Did you find the items I needed?”
    He lifted the bag he was carrying and held it out to her.
    “Can you drop it on the counter?”
    He did as she