Page 29 of Twist of Fate


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“Funny, I don’t see any stripes, a tail, and don’t tigers, like all felines, have barbs covering their cocks, which is what makes female cats yowl when they’re being bred, which in turn is why male cats bite the back of the neck…” Her words drifted off.

“I can suppress the barbs if I choose to, but I think you will come to revel in the unique sensations they provide.”

“You are not a tiger. I’m sitting here looking at you. I saw you naked last night. I lost count of how many times we fucked and you made me come. You’re… you’re human.”

“In this form. The uniqueness of the great cats the priestess released into the world is that they were, and to this day are, able to transform or shift from man to beast and back again.”

“Like during a full moon?”

“A convenient explanation to help those with limited understanding accept the existence of our kind. The fact is that shifters, at least most of us, can shift at will.”

Quinn shook her head. “That is absolute bullshit. I would have noticed if you’d changed into a tiger last night while you were fucking and biting me.”

He reached across the table to take her hand, but she jerked it away.

“Calm yourself, Quinn. When a feline shifter goes to claim his mate, the fangs of our altered self emerge to allow us to do so. I was wholly human when I made you mine, with the exception of the fangs, which secreted a kind of virus into your bloodstream.”

She jumped up, turning her chair over. “What the fuck, Lambeau? You infected me with some kind of disease?” Quinn placed a hand on the table to steady herself.

“What’s done is done. Getting overwrought won’t change anything. You are beginning to transition much more quickly than I thought you would.”

“Transition?” she asked, her foreboding and panic mixing in a toxic cocktail. “What the hell do you mean by transition?”

“Just what you think I mean. The virus has entered your system and is overwriting your original human DNA to make you one with me.”

“Who the fuck do you think you are? You can’t just rob me of my humanity. No, wait! This is all some bullshit story you made up to explain however it is you bit me.”

Quinn turned to flee into the bedroom. Bodie rushed into the room and made it to the door before she could.

“I know it’s a lot to take in, but I didn’t want to lie to you, and I wanted to give you a frame of reference for what was happening.”

She backed towards the bath. “Stay away from me. Tell me how to reverse whatever it is you’ve done.”

“There is no way to reverse it. You are becoming a tigress. You will be stronger, more resistant to illness and injury, faster, and live a slightly longer life with better health.” Bodie held out his hand to her. “I promise you; it will be all right.”

She spun away from him and ran toward the balcony, unsure of why she would do so. The miasma of confusion filtered into her brain, making her lose a step.

“Quinn, stop!” he commanded.

‘We are one,’whispered a large tiger who seemed to spring out of the darkness of her mind, charging toward her as a mist of color, lightning, and thunder surrounded her, swirling around as if she were caught in a tornado.

She continued on toward the edge of the balcony, leaping up and over it—only seeing her arms and hands had become powerful legs and paws that absorbed the shock of her hitting the ground. Quinn was in full flight mode as she rushed away from the house.

Behind her she heard the roar of a tiger—her mate. No wonder they called himEl Tigre.

CHAPTER14

BODIE

Shit! How the hell had that happened? Her transition had been swift and complete. He’d never heard of a human transitioning this quickly. Leave it to his mate to do things her way and at her pace.

This was not going quite the way he planned. He’d expected her to be a bit freaked out. After all, as he’d said, she had no point of reference. But the last thing he’d expected was her tiger to come forward, take control, and leap from the balcony. Bodie held his breath as she hit the ground, fearing she might injure herself, but apparently her tigress was in full control—she barely broke stride as she landed on the lawn and galloped toward the beach.

He saw several of his men start to give chase. “Leave her. She is mine,” he growled as he called forth his own great tiger who was all in favor of chasing his mate down.

The maelstrom of the change was more violent than usual as his tiger was eager to begin the chase and Bodie’s own emotions were more prevalent as the spinning electrical storm swirled all around him, encompassing him until he emerged as his altered self.

Bodie leapt from the balcony as his mate had done and gave chase. He bounded across the lawn as she disappeared into the sand dunes. His mate was clever, and her tigress had shown great daring as she leapt over the railing. Neither Quinn nor her tigress knew the land that lay before them and yet they had boldly leapt into the unknown. Leave it to his mate to have a tigress of stunning beauty and courage.

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