Page 24 of The Tiger King's Christmas Bride

Really? Well, how about this? Is this a good idea?

She used her massive paw to toss a huge wave of snow at Dean’s Tiger’s face before vaulting over the fence and out into the woods.

The air on her fur felt divine as did racing over the mounds of snow and tangled roots and limbs. She smelled everything, like everything, from field mouse droppings to larger animals like deer and bears that had passed along the way. Mostly though, she scented her mate, and her Tigress approved wholeheartedly of him.

Her Tigress chuffed and teased him, loving the strength and energy of her other self. She frolicked happily in the woods, chasing and being chased by Dean for what seemed like hours but couldn’t have been too long before he led the way back to his cabin.

We want to be back in time for Santa, don’t we?

She snorted at him but was happy to be headed back. Truth was, being a Shifter was exhausting.

Don’t forget dessert, she thought at him and got the distinct impression her mate had been thinking the very same thing.

Grrr.

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