It’s hard to say that Elena St. Claire – an arctic fox-shifting, private investigator – is “down on her luck.” She’s got stable work, a couple of close friends… but when it comes to finding a mate? All she knows is that if she DOESN’T find one, and quick, she’s gonna go crazy from staring at every bear or wolf who tears through Jamesburg on a motorcycle.
Thomas James Westing – but please, just call him West – is a muscled-up bear who long ago turned to organic farming as his way of keeping his cool. He lives outside Jamesburg, alone, and he likes it that way. Sort of. At least, if he’s alone, his secret – a past filled with rage – can stay that way: a secret.
When West wakes up one morning to find his garden ravaged, he calls the best private investigator in town. He expects to get the case solved, but when a white and copper-haired fox shows up at his doorstep with a cute little snaggle-toothed-on-the-bottom grin, West realizes he just got a lot more than he bargained for: his heart isn’t gonna let this one go. This is a fox he needs to possess, to claim as his mate. If he doesn’t? He might just go straight off the deep end.
The second Elena lays eyes on the dark haired, dimple-cheeked cowboy bear with legs so big they stretch his Wranglers, she knows she’s in big, big trouble… and not just because he’s a big, big guy, but because straight off the bat, she falls real, real hard.
But when petty garden vandalism turns out to be a plot to destroy every single crop in the greater Jamesburg area, can Elena manage to keep West off her mind for long enough to catch a crook? Or will the biggest case she’s ever had bury her – and her chance at the mate she’s always wanted – before they can even kiss?