Quick and Furry Collection: A BBW Paranormal Shapeshifter Boxed Set (Books 1-4) (Quick & Furry) by Celia Kyle

Author:Celia Kyle [Kyle, Celia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, paranormal, werelion, bbw
Published: 2015-04-27T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Two

Addy woke with a rush, slamming from unconsciousness to fully awake in less than a heartbeat. As she opened her eyes, a scream erupted from her throat and she gasped for air. Fear, a familiar emotion, attacked her the instant she scanned her surroundings. The walls were clean, the room smelled fresh, and there was no hint of decay marring the carpet.

It wasn’t a place she knew nor did it look like somewhere she could actually afford.

The rapid, heavy thump of booted feet pounding on a solid floor hit her ears a bare second before the door was busted down. The wood panel went slamming against the wall, a foot to the lock easily shoving the door from its frame. The owner of that foot strode into the room, and his golden-eyed gaze swept the area in one rapid glance.

Fury emanated from every line of his body, from the tenseness in his mouth to the ever-widening breadth of his muscular shoulders. His arms were flexed and his human hands resembled lion claws. He was massive, well over six feet and easily more than two hundred fifty pounds of enraged werelion. The only thing that kept her from collapsing into a tearful puddle was that his anger wasn’t directed at her. In fact, it seemed to be hunting the cause of her fright.

And then those orbs focused on her, the amber flaring even brighter as his stare slid over her in a gentle caress. When he didn’t find anything physically wrong with her, he seemed to expel the anger in a single exhale. His lion gradually retreated, leaving tanned skin as fur receded and green eyes when the cat completely vanished. He drew in a deep breath, nostrils flaring as he inhaled, and then he released it with a deep purr.

Oh.

Addy did the same, scenting the air, desperately searching for the male’s natural flavors and her heart stuttered at what she found.

Her mate. She gasped. Her mate.

Now? She discovered her mate now when she was running for her life; running for Jack’s life.

Jack.

Addy yanked at the blankets covering her, shoving and tugging on them, unsuccessfully battling to rid herself of the restraints. “Where is he?”

Her mate frowned. “Who?”

She growled and bared her fangs, but her head was now wrapped in the sheet, totally killing the effect. “Jack,” she snapped. “Where is he?”

He narrowed his eyes. “Who the hell is that? If it’s some ex of yours, you can forget about him. You’re mine.”

Seriously?

“Look, I don’t know who you think you are…” Addy finally got the sheet from around her and gave it one last yank, freeing her fully. She carefully pushed herself until she was sitting on the edge of a… bed? Yes, she was in a bed. In a bed and no longer wearing the ratty jeans and worn t-shirt she’d donned that morning. Now she was clothed in a baggy top and equally large drawstring shorts. Her grimy sneakers were gone, and her hair was no longer tied in a ponytail at the base of her skull.

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