Wish Upon a Tiger: A BBW Weretiger Shifter Romance (Fountain of Love) by A.T. Mitchell
Authors: A.T. Mitchell
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heading toward
me and my guys, a neat plastic bag in his hands.
Dark spots lined his face, all the nicks and cuts I'd
carved on his skin during the last big fight.
“ I
thought you were under house arrest?” I snapped, as soon as he
was in range.
“ You'll
be glad your men have been slacking off. I went up to the cave myself
this morning while you dragged your feet. Collected this fine fur
myself. There's still some up there, if anybody else wants to check.
Here you go, cousin.”
I wanted to rip the bag in half. Rufus' face looked
strangely mellow.
Was this an olive branch or a trick? Regardless, I
couldn't have a meltdown in front of my people and sew further doubt.
I passed the bag to Zee. “Make sure this gets to
Moore, pronto. I want the results by evening.”
“ You
got it, boss.”
I returned to the place where the gavel rested. Clenched
in my hand, I planned to lay it against the wood and adjourn this
awful gathering.
Before I could strike, a hand darted out, and I looked
up to see Rufus glaring with a dead look in his eye, digging his
fingers into my wrist.
How
dare you! I
thought.
My tiger paced restlessly, ready to emerge and put the
upstart back in his place, even if the last thing Tiger Tree needed
was another public brawl.
“ Get
your hand off me. Now.”
Rufus winced, but obeyed. He didn't break the icy gaze.
“ Break,
but don't adjourn the meeting. All of Tiger Tree deserves to know if
there's a killer in our midst. I deserve
to know. You'll have the results soon, won't you?”
I swallowed another growl. No contest, Rufus always knew
how to rile me up and provoke a fight. But not this time.
I'd give the jealous bastard what he wanted if it would
shut him up.
“ Okay,
listen up!” I made sure to yell the words uncomfortably close
to Rufus' ear. “We're gonna have a recess. We'll pick up here
at three o'clock this afternoon. Moore will have the results by then.
Until then, everybody clear out so I can hear myself think.”
The gavel crashed to the table, loud as a bullet.
“ I'm
scared, Erik.” Jenna's pleading eyes matched her soft, small
voice as I sat on the bench next to her.
“ Don't
be.” I threw one arm around her plush shoulder, pulling her in
close, right where she belonged.
The hall had been empty for several hours. Only Egil and
Harry hung around while a few villagers napped on the back benches.
“ I
know exactly what you're thinking.” I wouldn't say the p-word
and give the idea life in her head. “That's not what's
happening here. I swear it. Moore's gonna find out it was a rogue
tiger who came up here from another clan, probably one of the groups
we've clashed with in the last ten years. Things can get pretty
damned heated over hunting rights.”
“ I
hope you're right. Gods, if this turns out to be someone in the
village...”
I choked her off, pressing her face to my broad chest.
Hugging her tight meant I was supposed to be her support. Secretly,
she was mine too.
I didn't know what to think, what to believe, what the
hell was going on in my own village anymore.
No Alpha had faced a murder case in Tiger Tree for
generations.
In those days, they hung the offenders high on top of
the mountains, sending their hated souls to the gods as quickly as
possible. Death came quick and ruthless to those who deserved it.
Whoever had killed the Elder wouldn't make it out of
here alive. It sickened me to think about putting down a brother or
sister, but I had no choice. When Heavens and Earth demanded blood
and justice, an Alpha's duty was to answer.
I spent the next five minutes stroking Jenna's sides,
running my hands down her soft curves.
A door swung open behind us and slapped the wall. She
jumped in my arms, and I gently released her, standing up to receive
the new guests.
Moore walked down the hall with a serious look on his
face, flanked by Christian and Zee.
“ We've
analyzed the samples. I suggest calling the village back together for
this...sir.”
I
me and my guys, a neat plastic bag in his hands.
Dark spots lined his face, all the nicks and cuts I'd
carved on his skin during the last big fight.
“ I
thought you were under house arrest?” I snapped, as soon as he
was in range.
“ You'll
be glad your men have been slacking off. I went up to the cave myself
this morning while you dragged your feet. Collected this fine fur
myself. There's still some up there, if anybody else wants to check.
Here you go, cousin.”
I wanted to rip the bag in half. Rufus' face looked
strangely mellow.
Was this an olive branch or a trick? Regardless, I
couldn't have a meltdown in front of my people and sew further doubt.
I passed the bag to Zee. “Make sure this gets to
Moore, pronto. I want the results by evening.”
“ You
got it, boss.”
I returned to the place where the gavel rested. Clenched
in my hand, I planned to lay it against the wood and adjourn this
awful gathering.
Before I could strike, a hand darted out, and I looked
up to see Rufus glaring with a dead look in his eye, digging his
fingers into my wrist.
How
dare you! I
thought.
My tiger paced restlessly, ready to emerge and put the
upstart back in his place, even if the last thing Tiger Tree needed
was another public brawl.
“ Get
your hand off me. Now.”
Rufus winced, but obeyed. He didn't break the icy gaze.
“ Break,
but don't adjourn the meeting. All of Tiger Tree deserves to know if
there's a killer in our midst. I deserve
to know. You'll have the results soon, won't you?”
I swallowed another growl. No contest, Rufus always knew
how to rile me up and provoke a fight. But not this time.
I'd give the jealous bastard what he wanted if it would
shut him up.
“ Okay,
listen up!” I made sure to yell the words uncomfortably close
to Rufus' ear. “We're gonna have a recess. We'll pick up here
at three o'clock this afternoon. Moore will have the results by then.
Until then, everybody clear out so I can hear myself think.”
The gavel crashed to the table, loud as a bullet.
“ I'm
scared, Erik.” Jenna's pleading eyes matched her soft, small
voice as I sat on the bench next to her.
“ Don't
be.” I threw one arm around her plush shoulder, pulling her in
close, right where she belonged.
The hall had been empty for several hours. Only Egil and
Harry hung around while a few villagers napped on the back benches.
“ I
know exactly what you're thinking.” I wouldn't say the p-word
and give the idea life in her head. “That's not what's
happening here. I swear it. Moore's gonna find out it was a rogue
tiger who came up here from another clan, probably one of the groups
we've clashed with in the last ten years. Things can get pretty
damned heated over hunting rights.”
“ I
hope you're right. Gods, if this turns out to be someone in the
village...”
I choked her off, pressing her face to my broad chest.
Hugging her tight meant I was supposed to be her support. Secretly,
she was mine too.
I didn't know what to think, what to believe, what the
hell was going on in my own village anymore.
No Alpha had faced a murder case in Tiger Tree for
generations.
In those days, they hung the offenders high on top of
the mountains, sending their hated souls to the gods as quickly as
possible. Death came quick and ruthless to those who deserved it.
Whoever had killed the Elder wouldn't make it out of
here alive. It sickened me to think about putting down a brother or
sister, but I had no choice. When Heavens and Earth demanded blood
and justice, an Alpha's duty was to answer.
I spent the next five minutes stroking Jenna's sides,
running my hands down her soft curves.
A door swung open behind us and slapped the wall. She
jumped in my arms, and I gently released her, standing up to receive
the new guests.
Moore walked down the hall with a serious look on his
face, flanked by Christian and Zee.
“ We've
analyzed the samples. I suggest calling the village back together for
this...sir.”
I
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