The Alpha Men's Secret Club 4: Intrigue: A Shockingly Hot BBW Paranormal Shifter Romance Read Online Free
possibly be prowling around on a routine basis. Which was highly dangerous, because the woods connected to the outer roads and to the suburbs beyond.
This could be another story right here!
She didn’t have her camera, but she had a cellphone. She could take the tiger’s photo. If he didn’t eat her first.
She fished out her cellphone from her pocket and pressed ‘Record’.
The tiger’s chest rose up and down in its sleep. It was magnificent. She had never seen anything so beautiful before out of a zoo. And it was large. Larger than she thought possible.
She had to get closer. Even with ‘zoom’, she couldn’t frame as much of it in as she desired.
Then the tiger stirred.
Rita froze.
She had gone three paces away from the cover of the tree bark she had been standing behind. If the tiger opened its eyes now, she would be a dead woman. Assuming it wasn’t a tame tiger, of course.
Was it too late for her to back away?
The tiger lifted a mighty paw and swiped its nose with it.
Rita found herself taking three q uick paces back to hide behind the tree again. She fumbled in her jacket for her gun. She might have to defend herself if things got rough.
The tiger shuddered, sighed, and then went back to sleep again. Rita heaved a sigh of relief. She really, really didn’t want to have to use that gun on anyone or anything tonight.
Then something weird happened.
That was the only way Rita could describe it. Weird .
The tiger began to transform, like in all the legends of old. Its fur withdrew and melted into pale flesh. Its limbs lengthened and became human-like. Its ears retracted. What he became in a span of seconds totally floored Rita, and her hand shook as she trained the aperture of the cellphone camera on the whole scene.
She was so glad she was recording this, because she sensed no one would believe her otherwise. And even then, they were bound to question the validity of the video footage.
The sleeping human form which appeared at the end of the metamorphosis was a strikingly handsome man. Rita held her breath as she studied the smooth planes of his beautiful face, the mild flutter of his closed eyes as his eyeballs moved in REM phase sleep and his long, naked body. His body was marvelously sculptured in all the right places, and his front was turned towards her – offering her a sumptuous view of his impressive genitals.
She recognized him as Rust O’Brien, whom she had never met in the flesh.
Until now.
And what a first meeting it was! Only she didn’t want to let out to him that she knew his secret. Just yet.
So this was the secret her anonymous informer was hinting at! Was the fact that Rust was a shapeshifter connected to the murders in Bellevue and the suspiciously clean coroner’s reports? Was his father, Connor, a shapeshifter too? What about those wolves she had glimpsed earlier running in the woods? What were they really?
Suddenly, a whole vista of possibilities opened up to her. Her mind and imagination soared. This was a secret world which had probably existed for eons, and she was the first modern human to record this! This was the discovery of the century, as promised.
She would be famous!
And when she exposed the shapeshifter world for what it was – in all its beauty and majesty and its tapestry of good and evil and nature claiming its course – her life would never be the same again.
Nor would theirs.
*
Rita crept away from the sleeping Rust O’Brien. She had her evidence.
Should she seek more?
The entire party thrown by Aaron Mitchell was suspect now. The guests could all be shifters. Aaron Mitchell and the entire Mitchell family could be shifters too. She wanted more video footage for posterity.
But along with it came danger as well. If any of the shifters sensed her, she could be in serious trouble. She doubted many humans knew of their existence in the course of time. Kate Penney had to be one of them, as well as her anonymous informer.
Those who would
This could be another story right here!
She didn’t have her camera, but she had a cellphone. She could take the tiger’s photo. If he didn’t eat her first.
She fished out her cellphone from her pocket and pressed ‘Record’.
The tiger’s chest rose up and down in its sleep. It was magnificent. She had never seen anything so beautiful before out of a zoo. And it was large. Larger than she thought possible.
She had to get closer. Even with ‘zoom’, she couldn’t frame as much of it in as she desired.
Then the tiger stirred.
Rita froze.
She had gone three paces away from the cover of the tree bark she had been standing behind. If the tiger opened its eyes now, she would be a dead woman. Assuming it wasn’t a tame tiger, of course.
Was it too late for her to back away?
The tiger lifted a mighty paw and swiped its nose with it.
Rita found herself taking three q uick paces back to hide behind the tree again. She fumbled in her jacket for her gun. She might have to defend herself if things got rough.
The tiger shuddered, sighed, and then went back to sleep again. Rita heaved a sigh of relief. She really, really didn’t want to have to use that gun on anyone or anything tonight.
Then something weird happened.
That was the only way Rita could describe it. Weird .
The tiger began to transform, like in all the legends of old. Its fur withdrew and melted into pale flesh. Its limbs lengthened and became human-like. Its ears retracted. What he became in a span of seconds totally floored Rita, and her hand shook as she trained the aperture of the cellphone camera on the whole scene.
She was so glad she was recording this, because she sensed no one would believe her otherwise. And even then, they were bound to question the validity of the video footage.
The sleeping human form which appeared at the end of the metamorphosis was a strikingly handsome man. Rita held her breath as she studied the smooth planes of his beautiful face, the mild flutter of his closed eyes as his eyeballs moved in REM phase sleep and his long, naked body. His body was marvelously sculptured in all the right places, and his front was turned towards her – offering her a sumptuous view of his impressive genitals.
She recognized him as Rust O’Brien, whom she had never met in the flesh.
Until now.
And what a first meeting it was! Only she didn’t want to let out to him that she knew his secret. Just yet.
So this was the secret her anonymous informer was hinting at! Was the fact that Rust was a shapeshifter connected to the murders in Bellevue and the suspiciously clean coroner’s reports? Was his father, Connor, a shapeshifter too? What about those wolves she had glimpsed earlier running in the woods? What were they really?
Suddenly, a whole vista of possibilities opened up to her. Her mind and imagination soared. This was a secret world which had probably existed for eons, and she was the first modern human to record this! This was the discovery of the century, as promised.
She would be famous!
And when she exposed the shapeshifter world for what it was – in all its beauty and majesty and its tapestry of good and evil and nature claiming its course – her life would never be the same again.
Nor would theirs.
*
Rita crept away from the sleeping Rust O’Brien. She had her evidence.
Should she seek more?
The entire party thrown by Aaron Mitchell was suspect now. The guests could all be shifters. Aaron Mitchell and the entire Mitchell family could be shifters too. She wanted more video footage for posterity.
But along with it came danger as well. If any of the shifters sensed her, she could be in serious trouble. She doubted many humans knew of their existence in the course of time. Kate Penney had to be one of them, as well as her anonymous informer.
Those who would
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