Game warden Dakoda Jenkins is unable to
believe what has just happened. Her partner has been shot
to death by the very poachers who have kidnapped her.
Evidently they are selling illegal animals to buyers will to
pay top dollar to own an endangered species and buying a
woman seems blasé, but it happens. Dakoda has been put in a
cell with an agitated cougar – striving to be invisible is
hard, especially when she sees the cougar watching her.
Imagine her surprise when the cougar suddenly becomes a man,
a very aroused and naked man at that, and her body instantly
becomes aware of him.
Jesse Clawfoot is pissed. The men who
captured him want him to use his Indian blood to attract a
buyer. The only good thing about being caught is the smell
of Dakoda Jenkins. For days he has been tracking her and
now that she is in the same cell with him, Jesse knows it is
only a matter of time before she realizes what he already
knows – they are mates. Now if they can escape their fate
life would be good – especially if Dakoda is as hot for him
as he thinks she is.
Soul of the Wildcat starts out with a bang
so to speak. Dakoda is kidnapped and placed in a cell with
a wild animal. The wild animal changes and you have Jesse
Clawfoot. And then they have sex. That’s where I got lost
because the sex between Jesse and Dakoda was pretty much
that – sex. They weren’t in love, they didn’t know each
other, and they were not engaged, married, dating, etc. I
couldn’t get past that fact, but the more I read, the more
gratuitous I found their love scenes. The plot of
Soul of the Wildcat, however, is a killer! It
totally rocks. Secrets abound, American Indian lore is
explored and I just really liked the storyline. It was
Jesse and Dakoda that I didn’t care for because I could
never buy into their love – and I have to believe that the
two main characters care about each other when I read. It
is a must have in my book.