Panther Hunted (The Kade Brothers, Book 2)

Eight years ago, Ryder Kade fled everything—his family, his birthright, his own failure—rather than become the leader his father groomed him to be. Now he's building nail guns instead of destinies, hiding behind a half-true name in a town too small to ask questions, and telling himself that running counts as living. It doesn't. He just hasn't found a reason to stop.

Then Sable Marín walks into a bar in the rain, and every instinct Ryder has spent a decade starving wakes up screaming, mine.

Sable has spent twenty years white-knuckling a nature she was never taught to control, ever since her mother died mid-sentence, leaving her with nothing but a warning and a grief she's never spoken aloud. She's chased rumors of shifter communities across two years and a dozen towns, only to have every door close in her face. She doesn't know Ryder's name is a lie. She doesn't know he's connected to one of the most powerful Leap families in the region—the very kind of community she's been searching for. She only knows that for the first time in her life, someone looked at her and knew, without her having to explain a single thing.

What starts as reluctant lessons in control becomes something neither of them planned for: a slow unraveling of walls built out of fear, secrets, and self-punishment. But Ryder is still hiding the full truth of who he is, a council deadline is closing in with his family's summons attached to his name, and Sable has discovered exactly who—and what—he's running from before he's found the courage to tell her himself.

As the pull between them deepens into something neither can outrun, old wounds resurface, secrets threaten to collapse the fragile trust they've built, and Ryder must decide if he's finally willing to risk being needed again—by the woman who might be the truest thing he's ever found, and by the family he abandoned to protect them all from himself.

Panther Hunted is a slow-burn paranormal romance about two broken shifters learning that healing isn't found in isolation—it's found in the terrifying, necessary act of letting someone else see exactly what you are, and staying anyway.

PANTHER HUNTED

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