Caleb was a physician and cousin to Blaise and his older brother Taylor, and on the run. He’d been treating Blaise and Taylor’s father for an “illness” that had turned out to be Caleb poisoning him. Jase had taken on the job of hunting him down to face his uncle, who was the head of their cougar shifter family group. He knocked again, louder than the time before. Blaise had promised Jase his friend would be at home and expecting him. Finally, he heard movement on the other side of the door. It swung open and a large man filled the doorway. He had to be at least six foot seven, topping Jase’s own height by six inches. His body was heavily padded with muscle, which Jase hadn’t been expecting since Blaise had called this guy a computer geek. He was a cougar shifter, but from another local family group. “Are you Jase?” the man asked as he peered at him closely. “Yeah. And you must be Draven.” Draven took a step back. “Come on inside. Blaise told me what you were looking for.
