Tiger Tracks (Alaskan Tigers Book 9) - Plot & Excerpts
traffic was light, which was good for Styx as he stood in the middle of the street trying to catch the scent of the tigress. There were so many different smells all demanding his attention. To the left, he could smell a woman who had been there earlier, her strawberry shampoo mixing sweetly with her honey scent. A masculine scent was there as well, overpowered by booze and stress. So far, everything he could smell was human. Where was the tigress? It hadn’t been long enough for the trace of her to vanish. A hint of her had to be there somewhere. He let his eyelids fall shut and focused. Each scent was like a calling card back to their owner, a direct path to them if only he’d follow one. He would follow one if he found the right one, though so far he was having no luck. Then it hit him. It was faint but unmistakable. It wasn’t just the fact it was the only tigress scent there, but it was also laced with terror and trace rays of hope. There was something oddly arousing about the scent that had his tiger within sitting up and taking notice.
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