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on her hips, one hip cocked in that classic  you gotta be kidding me woman pose men
everywhere recognized. It just drew Simon s attention to those incredibly tight black
jeans she was wearing.  You heard me. Get naked.
 Sure, Garfield. Do I get a brass pole to swing from? She edged back, grinning at
him with bared teeth.
 Baby, as much as I d love to play chase right now, your eyes have turned gold and
your arms are getting furry. He nearly laughed when she looked down at her arms and
squealed. He even held back when she turned on him with a bright gold glare, her
normally short nails turning into claws as the change began to overtake her.
 Get naked now or I m coming over there to help you.
Max had allowed Emma to dictate how her change would go, and she d wound up in
one of Max s examination chairs, fully dressed. Simon had no intention of following the
Pride Alpha s lead in that regard. Pulling jeans off a pissed off Puma was not how he
wanted to spend his evening.
She growled at him but pulled off her shirt, revealing her B-cup breasts to his hot
gaze.  Careful there, Garfield, I ve always wanted a fur coat.
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 Don t worry, you ll be wearing me soon enough, he purred, watching as she
stripped off her jeans and panties.
 Now what?
For an answer he began undressing, watching her every reaction. He nearly groaned
when he pulled off his jeans and she licked her lips, her gaze glued to his erection. When
he stood naked before her he grinned.  Ready to play pounce?
Startled, she looked at him a second before she began changing. He followed her,
timing his change to hers. He let her see each stage as it happened to him, hoping to keep
any fear and confusion on her part at bay. The playful flick of her tail and the affectionate
head rub to his shoulder made the whole thing worthwhile.
She made a gorgeous Puma, sleek and deadly looking. They ran for a few hours,
listening to the rustling of the night creatures in the forest. They lazed by a stream,
watching the moonlight on the water. He thought about mounting her in cat form, but
decided that the she might not be ready yet for Puma sex. Besides, he was still worried
about her health. He made sure they hunted down a nice, juicy rabbit early in their run,
giving her the lion s share of the meat. She d wrinkled her nose when presented with the
rabbit, but her Puma had quickly taken over and she d done fine.
The sheer joy in running and playing in the moonlight with his mate was almost
overwhelming. He cat-grinned as he watched her roll around in a field of clover; laughed
his ass off when she tried pouncing on a field mouse and missed, going tail over ears. The
half-hearted swipe she aimed at him missed him by a mile.
They were heading back to the car when he saw the deer. It was stumbling,
obviously wounded. His Puma snarled as they smelled the blood; his human half smelled
a trap. It took all of his willpower to keep from going after the animal.
Becky, however, didn t have his experience. She went after the deer, gleefully taking
it down before he could stop her. He bounded after her, snarled a warning to try and keep
her from ripping into the deer s entrails, but she ignored him. Red blood dripped from her
claws as she gutted the deer in one swipe.
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He managed to get to her just before she sank her teeth into the deer s soft belly. He
pounced on her, biting into the back of her neck and holding her down, forcing her to
submit to him. With a snarl she went limp beneath him.
He didn t dare change back to explain himself. If he did, Becky s Puma would
pounce on the dead meat now lying on the forest floor, feasting on it with abandon. But
he couldn t talk to her in this form. Unlike fantasy, shifters didn t automatically get the
ability to speak telepathically with one another. They communicated in gestures, or
waited until they changed back to human. So he was stuck there, holding down a young,
newly made Puma while blood scented the air. His own Puma fought and snarled and
raged, eager to feast on the meat its mate had provided.
 Hmm. Now isn t that a pretty picture.
A growl rose in his throat at the sound of Livia s voice.
 Hello, Simon. Hello, Becky.
She looked like she d been camping in the woods. Her hair was braided tightly, a
plaid cap pulled low over her brow. She was in a hunter s jacket, jeans and hiking boots,
and she reeked faintly of wood smoke and sweat.
He snarled at the sight of the rifle in her hand. The barrel was trained on Becky s
head.
 I ve been waiting all week for this night. Now get off of her or I ll blow her head
off.
Slowly he backed up, never looking away from the blonde who d tried to take his
mate from him.
My mate! Mine! The snarl of his Puma filled the air. By approaching Becky again
and threatening his mate s life, again, her own life was now forfeit.
All he had to do was play the game and wait for his chance.
Livia shook her head.  Uh-uh-uh. She smiled sweetly down at Becky.  Why don t
you have some dinner, dear?
Becky growled low in her throat. Simon couldn t tell if it was over the meat or the
blonde threatening them both.
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 Go ahead, kitty. Have some venison. Mm-mmm, wouldn t some meat taste really
good right about now? I bet you re hungry. Livia smirked.  Did you enjoy the
chocolates I left you?
The growl died in Becky s throat. Her attention zeroed in on the woman in front of
her, her body moving into a classic pouncing pose as she froze in front of Livia.
 Don t even think about it. Livia stared down the barrel of the gun, hatred suffusing
her features and rendering her ugly. He knew if Becky so much as twitched wrong Livia
would fire.
Suddenly, Becky relaxed. She sat on her haunches, ignoring the blood on her claws
as she tilted her head to the side. She stared at Livia with all the amused disdain a cat was
capable of showing. He wanted to yowl. What the hell is she up to?
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