The Panther's Lost Princess by McKenna Dean

The Panther's Lost Princess by McKenna Dean

Author:McKenna Dean
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: paranormal romance shifters leopard suspense
Publisher: Redclaw Publishing
Published: 2017-09-03T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eleven

When Jack re-entered the living room, he found Ellie sitting on the sofa staring out of the large window which faced the woods. Birds flitted about feeding stations. The bright flash of a cardinal caught his eye, followed by the brilliant yellow-and-black of swooping goldfinches, and he was momentarily captivated by the sheer number and variety of birds circling the small yard.

In his absence, Ellie had explored the contents of the backpack, which now sat open on the floor beside the couch. She’d exchanged the oversized shirt she’d been wearing for a deep red tank top. It was pointless to scold her now for grabbing clothes on their way out of a burning house the night before. Truth be told, it spoke of a resourcefulness under pressure which he admired.

A woman like that could be a great asset in our line of work.

Sure, he reminded his inner leopard. That is, if she didn’t happen to be a princess, and he wasn’t supposed to take her back to her kingdom to be officially crowned. To marry someone else.

He somehow doubted tank tops fell into the category of approved daywear for princesses. No matter. The contrast of the scarlet top with her black hair was striking, even with the clashing pink streak. Red was definitely her color.

Not to mention that the top showed off the muscles in her arms. Or that the tight fabric of the top accentuated her impressive cleavage. Between the cut of the tank top and how her jeans hugged every curve of her body, he could think of better ways to spend the day than at a sort of family reunion.

“Where’s my mom?”

“Getting dressed. Did you call your boss?”

“No.” As much as it hurt to think one of his team—one of his clan—might have betrayed them, he couldn’t dwell on that just now. His inner leopard bared its teeth at the thought of someone hurting Ellie. He had to keep her safe, no matter what. Even if that meant a complete split with his adoptive clan. “I called your grandfather.”

“You have his number?” Ellie sounded eerily calm. Didn’t she know she was in the eye of the hurricane, and the storm front was about to roll in?

“Yes.” His response was clipped; he hadn’t enjoyed the conversation he’d had with the Seiger. While de Winter had been thrilled his granddaughter Ariel had been found, he was unhappy she was being threatened, and Jack had been forced to get creative as to why he couldn’t involve his agency in her continued protection. He wasn’t sure de Winter had bought it, but that didn’t matter. What counted was that de Winter was on his way, and soon, Ellie would be completely safe. “I told him you refused to go to Coreldon without meeting him first. That’s more or less true. He’s coming to get you himself.”

“When will he arrive?” Ellie didn’t look at him but continued to gaze out at the tranquil view.

Her stillness was unnerving. He expected—he wasn’t sure what he expected—but this cool, almost serene version of Ellie wasn’t it.



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