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He waited a beat until, finally, hisshonaleaned into his touch. Soft fur and heat seeped through his fingers and Reg exhaled the breath he’d been holding.

Gretchen chuffed and rubbed her head against him affectionately, marking him with her scent. The beast recognized him as her mate, causing a smile to break out across his face. Gretchen continued to circle him, rubbing her furry self against him, wherever she could reach. Chest, back, arms, face, legs, continuing to leave him covered in her tiger lily scent.

He fucking loved it, and his big Cat purred in response. Reg dropped his head onto her back and inhaled deeply. The flowery scent unique to her was more profound in this form, and he savored the opportunity to breathe her in.

His mate turned her Tiger’s head and licked him, her large sandy tongue swapping at his cheek and chin. Reg laughed again. His whole focus was on her even as his friends and Pride mates celebrated behind him.

“Go, run with your mate,” Hunter told him, and for the first time he felt true fear rise inside him.

“She may not want me as a mate,” Reg replied in a voice. The thought broke his heart.

“Reg, this is not the time for such a decision. True, things should have been handled differently, but forget that now. Why don’t you and your mate do as your Neta says?” Uncle Uzzi clucked and walked to the back door to open it.

Gretchen looked at him, her Tiger eyes the same sky blue as her human form, before she turned to the door. He could tell she needed to go and explore the world in this shape. One glance back at him, and his sweet mate chuffed and nodded.

Thank the gods.

He began to disrobe, dropping his clothes where he stood as he joined her in his fur. With any luck this would be the first of many such nights, He thought before following his beautiful mate outside.

I’m gonna be the man you deserve, shona. I promise.

Reg vowed before taking off after her.

ChapterSixteen

Holy furry fucking butt sniffing shit balls!

Gretchen could not believe this. Shifters were real, and thanks to getting down and dirty with a certain smexy as fuck guy who was a Tiger in the sack, and apparently, out of it, she now had fur. And a tail. And claws. And big ass teeth.

Well, her new, huge ass Tiger did. She’d first seen the beautiful she-Cat stalking around inside her head. But the thing that was difficult to understand was the Tiger was her.

Sort of. Metaphysically speaking.

Gulp.

Okay.

What the actual fuck?

She’d been on the floor, trying to cower and hide from the pain when a familiar voice had demanded she get her ass in gear and face it. Man, was he fucking annoying! Stupid male, ordering her around. Who the heck did he think he was?

He is our mate. But we can still bite his ass.

Oh fuck, she gulped. Now she was going crazy! Who knew that shit was contagious?

Don’t be scared. I am you now.

Um. Say what?

You are going through the Puspa. It is a blessing revered by our kind. I am your animal spirit. Soon you shall be able to change forms between Tiger and human. Embrace me, little one. Together we can greet our mate, and those of our Pride who are gathered around us even now.

Easy for that furry little beyotch to say. She was sitting in some ethereal plane with glowing lights and fantasy trees and shit. Gretchen was in the grips of the worst pain she had ever felt. It hurt worse than having her wisdom teeth pulled, and that time she’d had an ovarian cyst pop. Both had required serious painkillers to see her through.

All change comes with a little pain, but you are strong. Listen to our mate. See how he encourages us? He is a good male.

Good? Gretchen would have laughed if she wasn’t dying. That bastard was the one who did this to her. Fucker came into her life swinging that big dick of his, and he didn’t even tell her he turned into a freaky ass Tiger.

Grrrr.

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