Foxman

In his den of furs, she learned how to beg without words.

She came to study the predator-now she howls for him under the full moon. Wildlife biologist Kara Maddox came to the Appalachian wilderness for science. She didn't expect to become prey. Her assignment was simple: investigate a string of
strange animal sightings near a restricted forest reserve.

But after finding claw marks outside her cabin and catching glimpses of glowing amber eyes in the dark, Kara realizes she's being hunted-not by a creature, but something wearing one. The locals call him Foxman-a myth whispered around dying camp"res. But he's real. And he's been waiting for her.

When Kara wakes bound in a cave of fur and shadow, her instincts scream to run. But his touch-his scent-his voice buried in her mind-ignite something feral in her blood. He's no beast. He's a guardian bound to the land, cursed to remain until he mates with one who truly wants him.

Kara was trained to observe animals, not be taken by one. But every stroke of his tongue, every command in his low growl, pushes her further from the world she knew. Until science means nothing and instinct means everything. She came looking for answers. What she found was the one thing she can't explain-and no longer wants to.

Because once you've been claimed by the forest...it never lets you go.