Determined Prince (Captured by a Dragon-Shifter) by Michelle M. Pillow Page B

catshifters are known to embrace their feral side and it would take a very impressive female to tame his.
    Then he sees Jenna Kearney and all bets are off.

The Dragon’s Queen (Dragon Lords)
Want More Dragons? - Bestselling Shifter Romance Series by Michelle M. Pillow
    M ede of the Draig knows three things for a fact: As the only female dragon shifter of her people, she is special. She can kick the backside of any man. And she absolutely doesn’t want to marry.
    Mede has spent a lifetime trying to prove herself as strong as any male warrior. Unfortunately, being the special, rare creature she is, she’s been claimed as the future bride to nearly three dozen Draig—each one confident that when they come for her hand in marriage fate will choose them. When the men aren’t bragging about how they’re going to marry her, they’re acting like she’s a delicate rare flower in need of their protection.
    She is far from a shrinking solarflower.
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    P rince Llyr of the Draig knows four things for a fact: He is the future king of the dragon shifters. He must act honorably in all ways. He absolutely, positively is meant to marry Lady Mede. And she dead set against marriage.
    Llyr’s fate rests in the hands of a woman determined not to have any man. With a new threat emerging amongst their cat shifting neighbors, a threat whose eyes are focused firmly on Mede, time may be running out. It is up to him to convince her to be his dragon queen.
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    T he Dragon’s Queen Extended Excerpt
    Mede’s lungs expanded with the effort of a hard run. Morning crept over the horizon, brightening the light of night. In one hand she gripped Rolant’s knife, and in the other, her prize. For a moment, she felt perfection in the burn of her legs, the pant of her breath, the rhythm of her feet. When she jumped over forest debris, she flew.
    The exercise felt wonderful, but not nearly as wonderful as the sounds of cheers coming from the border. They had lit a fire to guide her back and she ran toward it. As she neared the group of dragons she leapt over the border. Lifting her hand, she yelled, “Dragons!”
    “Dragons!” the men yelled, celebrating her victorious run.
    Mede turned the hilt of the knife toward Rolant to return the blade. He took it. Instantly, his smile faded as he saw the blood. His eyes roamed her as she let the dragon shift fade from her body. Before he could ask her about it, she proudly lifted her fist balled around the fur. “Victory!”
    “Victory!” the men yelled, clearly well into their cups. While she had her adventure, they’d partied.
    “Our lady found the still,” Arthur said, with a laugh as he sniffed the liquor fumes on her. The man had a crook to his nose from having been punched a few too many times. When he drank, he liked to brawl.
    “How is the mangy cat?” Cynan asked.
    “Owain remembers you fondly,” Mede answered, grinning. A round of shouts and laughter cut off the conversation. After it finally died down, she held out her hand. “My prize.”
    A few of the men looked down at her outstretched hand, then a couple more. Their laughter died as they took in her achievement.
    “That doesn’t look like…” Saben gave her a questioning look.
    Dylan reached to pinch a bit of the fur. “It’s blond.”
    “Mede?” Rolant inquired, clearly wishing she’d explain. “Didn’t you find the still?”
    “Yes, but I wanted a harder target,” she said. “Besides, the still farmer was already missing a lot of tufts. I felt sorry for him.”
    Rolant lifted the blade, showing the blood to the others. “Who did you fight?”
    Mede thought of the stranger. There was no reason to tell them what had happened. They didn’t need to know the catshifter had kissed her. That would be her secret.
    “We didn’t exchange names.” She gave a little shrug of dismissal.
    “Test it, so none my challenge her claim,” Rolant said. There was a lot of fumbling as they searched for a particular satchel that held