Page 38 of Mate to the Alpha Predator

"I am not an alien, female. I live on this earth, but we live in the wild. So far away from human eyes. I am a changeling." He announced then in that deceptive calm voice, his blue eyes pinning hers.

Changeling. "Oh, I know that word, I remember seeing it a time or two in Sandra's fictional books. So, what do you morph into, huh? A dragon?" She couldn't help laughing, "You do look like one, by the way."

He glowered at her. "You are not taking me seriously. I do not joke, female. Do I look like someone who has no better use for his time than to jest around?"

"No, you don't. That is why it's pretty funny that you're doing it anyway." She was still laughing until tears glistened her eyes, "Changeling? Really?"

Another bark of laughter, "You truly don't need that kind of 'story' if you're gonna kidnap me to your CHANGELING home, it's not as if you're giving me a choice anyway. Pua-ha-ha-ha-ha..." She laughed and laughed and laughed.

He let her. The night's air from the window beside the wall he was leaning on caressed his garment, causing warmth to spread over his body. Or is it the woman's laughter?

The sound of it was both angelic and demonic at the same time, he might have tried to find comfort in it if it didn't grate so much. The woman is laughing at him.

"Degar?" He called in a low steady voice.

The leopard Alpha grimaced from the driver's side of the car outside where he was waiting patiently for his Alpha King to conclude his business with the female.

He'd shut off his hearing from his vicinity, knowing that Wolfariane will not want to be eavesdropped on for any reason unless he'd invited him to the conversation. But, he couldn't help overhearing the Alpha King trying to convince the female that he is non-human, and the laugher of the female.

Wolfariane is rarely a man of jest or many words, so, Degar had expected that call. Yet, it didn't stop him from wincing when it came. "Yes, Alpha King?" His voice was fortunately calm when he answered.

"Join me here." Was all he said.

He hesitated. The girl has a bad heart, he isn't sure she is ready for that. "Are you sure?"

"It is the only way. If the ring is in the wrong hands, then we have stayed here for too long. We need to leave, and the female goes with me."

Degar isn't going to delude himself by thinking he's taking her with him because she is his mate...knowing fully well who Wolfariane his, and his feelings towards non-changelings. "Coming right in, Alpha King."

Ismena, on the other hand, managed to get hold of herself. As she wiped the tears from her eyes that came from laughing so hard, she wondered why the man was talking to himself? And he called Degar.

The only Degar she knows is his good-looking, muscled, blond-haired driver waiting outside to drive him home. Maybe the man is delusional too.

"Not that I mean any offense at all, I don't. But don't you think it's time you check yourself into an asylum?" She began, amusement flickering her eyes, "I mean, you obviously are a rich man, I bet you work for some big shot company that pays real money. So, why don't you—"

The sound of her bedroom door opening cut off the rest of the words from her mouth. She turned towards it and was baffled to see his driver entering her bedroom.

He's almost as tall as Wolfariane, Ismena felt dwarfed. And he looks as... powerful too.

He took three steps further into the room, stopped, turned to her, and inclined his head slightly in greeting. Then, he turned towards Wolfariane and bowed, "Alpha King?"

Alpha King? Seriously? Ismena did her best to gulp down laughter again.

"Show her your other half." He ordered, his tone tranquil.

Degar hesitated still. The female is not ready. But, the Alpha King is right, they do not have a lot of time on their hands. So, he jerked his head once.

Then, he turned away from Wolfariane towards a very smirking Ismena. His eyes pinning hers, there was no warning or anything, he just closed his eyes... and shifted.

One minute, Degar stood between her and the door, the next minute, a huge six-foot tall cream-yellow leopard dominated three times the space the man occupied before, it's beady blue eyes watching her pointedly.

CHAPTER 15. ...MEANT TO BE A KISS OF REVIVAL.

Ismena's head stopped sending and receiving signals. Infact, it went blank as she watched a man turn into a huge leopard right in front of her.

W.H.A.T!?

What happened next, she had no idea. All she knows is the walls of her bedroom was closing in on her. Why is the floor suddenly moving up to meet her face...?

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