Lured to the Bear Commune (Part Two) Kodiak Commune

By Ema Zane

Miranda Zane has never been ashamed of her size. But now, even though she’s graduating at the top of her nursing class, anti-fat attitudes are affecting her job prospects.

In a moment of weakness, she decides to investigate weight-loss options. Her best friend Samantha has found a promising one: an all-expenses-paid, year-long study in Alaska … at a commune full of hot lumberjacks.

That sounds intriguing, to say the least. But Miranda forgets all about lumberjacks when she sees the doctors in charge of the study. No-nonsense Carver Rockwell, with his tattoos, beard, and brown eyes dark as pools of water on a moonless night … and Andrei Fedorov, whose permanently wicked smile hints at the depths beneath his polished surface.

Miranda’s more than willing to go to Alaska if it means more time with the hot doctors--especially since Sam qualifies too, so the besties can go together. But once they arrive, Miranda learns there’s far more to the study than she was told. And for her part, she hasn’t been completely honest with the men, either.

Will their mutual deceptions destroy their deepening attraction? Or will this very big girl find happiness with not one, but two gorgeous men who are far more than they appear?

(description above encompasses entire series and doesn't give away any spoilers...)

***This bear shifter romance is the SECOND story in the Kodiak Commune serial. It is NOT a full story and contains a Cliffhanger. Stories should be read in order***

This book is part two. (2nd edition released 5/4)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jules Burn
• Release date: Jul 25, 2016
• ISBN: 9781536527582

Book preview

Dr. Andrei Fedorov cursed loudly in Russian after disconnecting the secure call from the SSA operative in Gdańsk. He couldn’t fucking believe what he’d just heard. Both facilities jacked. Guards killed. Only the kilos of XMZ60 taken?

Another burst of Russian curses left his mouth as he swiped his arm across his desk, upending a pencil cup and scattering the stack of patient files onto the floor.

Andrei ignored the mess, feeling his bear rippling beneath the surface. The shifters guarding both facilities had been killed, their throats ripped out. Perps had to have been shifter and not human. But who? Andrei wanted to attack something, get revenge, but the culprits, whoever they were, were on the other side of the ocean.

He got up and started to pick up the mess, starting with the bits of broken crockery from the shattered pencil cup. He realized that the fact that the attack came from shifters was a good thing. At least it wasn’t DTS. If Death to Shifters got wind of the miracle drug that could stop the imminent destruction of what this shadowy human organization referred to as the ungodly beings, they’d stop at nothing to destroy said miracle drug—and anyone associated with it.

As an apex predator, Andrei feared very few things in his life, but the well-funded secretive organization of DTS was bent on the genocide of all shifters. Those people scared the shit out of him.

With renewed purpose, Andrei started to put together the patient files. Any papers not secured inside the folders had managed to fall from the files. He began matching medical-information sheets, personal data, and photographs with the appropriate files as he wondered just who could have done it.

Maybe it was an inside job, someone in the SSA. It was hard to believe, but it wouldn’t be the first time that someone sworn to uphold a certain set of rules went against them for their benefit. Or maybe someone not vetted or sworn into the SSA got wind of the news. Maybe a cleaning woman or a delivery guy found out that one of the shifter females had experienced a period after being treated at Dr. Fedorov’s clinic.

Wouldn’t that be big news?

Hell, yes!

But if that were all it was, how would they even know about XMZ60? The patients were not given any details about the name of the drug. Yet, the thieves knew what to take.

It had to have been an inside job—one of his clinicians, a nurse perhaps. No, that didn’t make sense. The clinicians and the nurses had no idea where the SSA insisted they store the supplies of XMZ60. The SSA had quietly shut down his clinic and given his staff sizeable severance packages and reminded them all about their non-disclosure agreements. Breaking the rules wouldn’t result in some lawsuit; the punishment would be far more swift and deadly—they all knew that.

But perhaps someone higher up at the SSA had succumbed to greed or self-preservation for their species. Maybe they thought that if any shifters were to survive, it would be their animal and their clan first.

But what if was more insidious than that? What if it was pure greed? The Russian mob immediately sprang to Andrei’s mind. What wouldn’t they do to possess this miracle cure? It was more valuable than gold, so they’d have every Alpha male on the planet driving up the price as they attempted to get their hands on the so-called last hope for procreation. In the hands of a few, they’d extract any price. The SSA would not stoop to such practices, or so Andrei sincerely hoped. Their mission was to find a cure, then make sure it was equally distributed across all lines of shifters—regardless of wealth or strength—ensuring the survival of all species, not just the rich and powerful ones.

Andrei shook his head. He was getting ahead of himself. XMZ60 showed promise, but it hadn’t produced a shifter life.

After moving all the pencils into a drawer, Andrei returned to the task of putting his files back together. Given the new looming threat, he felt guilt at the idea that the humans could be in danger.

Perhaps bringing human females to the commune was a mistake.

No, not a mistake. It was a necessary part of the plan.

But what if they got wind of who and what they were? What if one of them had ties to the DTS?

That thought brought Andrei up short, and reminded him that he’d been remiss when he chose not to bother with thorough background checks on the incoming research subjects. He’d been too busy trying to select the right eight male shifters, men with building and logging skills, who were already loyal members of

Reviews for Lured to the Bear Commune (Part Two) Kodiak Commune

[Amy Boyer · Rating: 1 out of 5 stars]

This book is not edited correctly and has 2 mismatched endings