She Drove Into the Flooded Habitat for One Lioness, but the Male Lion Was Guarding More Than Her Body

drove every bird out of the cottonwoods. Caleb lifted the flare canister on instinct, but Hannah cut him off without taking her eyes off the lion.

“Don’t.”

She lowered the dart rifle until it hung beside her thigh. Running would turn her into prey. Raising the rifle again would turn the rescue into a fight. So she stood in the wet grass while Boone stopped continue reading …