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thundered past
him.
    Cole kept running, aiming for
the open field that separated his territory from Blood Shadow
territory. He raced through the field, listening to the fading roars
and snarls behind him. He wouldn't let those black bears lay a paw
on her. He would keep her safe, keep her with him.
    Cole glanced over his
shoulder and caught a glimpse of her side profile.
    He saw her rosy cheeks, her
full, parted lips, and those soft brown eyes that were framed with
shimmering, curling lashes.
    He jerked suddenly, a violent
tremor seizing his muscles and his heart as the realization slammed
into him.
    He knew just where he had
seen her before.
    He let out a low, possessive
growl.
    You.
    Cole shook his head.
It couldn't be.
    He had dreamed of her,
envisioned her, fantasized about her.
    It really was her.
    She was here, and she was
real. She was his mate .
     

CHAPTER
SIX

    Abby opened her eyes and
jerked, her fist and foot flying out to punch and kick. She choked
down a scream when a huge hand closed gently over her wrist and
steadied her.
    “Hey, easy now.
Everything is okay. Just...relax,” a deep voice assured her.
    “What?” She
snatched her hand out of the stranger's grasp and blinked rapidly.
When his face came into focus, she gasped and reeled back.
    “You,” she
whispered. “It's...you.”
    Cole.
    She shook her head, trying to
wake herself up from her dream. The handsome stranger sitting beside
her on the bed was Cole. There was no doubt about it. She
recognized him from his profile picture. His image was seared into
her mind, her heart.
    She stared into those
intense, brown eyes for a long moment before dragging her gaze down
his straight nose, strong jaw and delicious, sexy lips that were made
for kissing and doing wicked things to her body.
    Abby gasped. Oh, she did not
just go there!
    Her imagination was getting
way out of hand. This dream was getting more and more raunchy by the
second. Why, she wasn't even wearing a shirt in her dream. She was
naked from the waist up, wearing only her old comfy jeans. And she
was lying in a big, luxurious bed and looking up at Cole, the man she
had traveled all the way to Moonstone Creek for...
    Abby choked back a pained,
strangled sound. Moonstone Creek—she was here in Moonstone
Creek. Vivid, horrific images flooded her mind. She saw a trio of
hostile, male faces, claws and blood, black bears roaring and
fighting, and she heard the echo of her own wretched, desperate
screams.
    Clutching her head in both
hands, Abby forced herself to breathe and make sense of the violent
images. That wasn't her imagination. She hadn't imagined that
harrowing attack. Those horrible things did happen to her.
    “There were three of
them...” she wheezed. “They surrounded me and attacked
me. Those men...they...became black bears. I saw them shift.”
    Wrapping her arms around
herself, she rocked to and fro, muttering, “There was another
one. A big, brown bear. He fought the black bears and carried me
away on his back...” She stopped babbling long enough to look
up. She stared into those piercing, dark eyes and knew. “It
was you,” she whispered. “That brown bear. You...saved
me.”
    He gave her a warm smile.
“Yes, I'm a bear shifter. My name is Cole Jameson. You're in
my home.” In my bed .
    “Cole,” she
repeated his name in a daze. “You...are real. I knew...”
    “Yeah. I'm real.”
His eyes crinkled in amusement. “You passed out after I
brought you back to my place. What's your name? You're not from
around here, are you?” His tone was casual, conversational,
but she saw the interest and concern in his eyes.
    “I'm Abby. I...I just
arrived in Moonstone Creek this morning.”
    Cole canted his head to the
side. “Are you here to visit some friends or relatives? I can
contact them for you...”
    “No. I'm here to
look...” For you . She swallowed and amended quickly,
“...to look around.”
    He nodded politely but she
wasn't sure he believed her. She pulled