behind her. “Look! There are leopards loose! Someone get a gun and shoot them before they eat someone!”
Turning, Alexa shot the woman a glare. “No one is shooting anyone.” She spared the two cats a glance. Goodness! I sure hope I’m doing the right thing. “These cats are mine and they’re just as tame as the average house cat.”
Looking down, she slowly reached out, hoping that she was right and she wouldn’t pull back a nub. Patting them each on the top of the head, she smiled. “Come on, boys. Let’s get you home,” she said as she started walking.
Thankfully, the two big cats obediently fell in beside her, one on each side, heeling as though they had been doing so for years.
People stared as they walked down the fairway. The two big cats flanked her, gently bumping her thighs as they walked so close she was certain that they did it just to touch her, though she wasn’t sure why.
Alexa found that she could tell those who lived in Paradise from those who did not. The residents of the town merely watched, curious as they strode past. Visitors grabbed their children, hugging them tight, some even ran at the sight of them.
Those who ran merely made Alexa shake her head. If the two animals walking by her side really were wild animals, they would have chased them down and mauled them for running. ”Stupid people,” she muttered under her breath. “Don’t they know that cats love chasing their prey?” Even housecats loved it.
She kept walking until they reached her trailer. Opening the door, she waited for the two cats to climb inside before taking a deep, calming breath and entering behind them.
“Okay. We’re some place private. What the hell is going on here?” Alexa asked. She felt silly talking to two cats, but she just knew these two were Wade and Ryker. They had to be. She stared at them, waiting for them to shift back into their human form. “Well?”
The air shimmered around them as they again shifted their shape. Their bones elongating as their legs grew, their faces changing into that of a human again and their bodies seemed to absorb the spotted fur that covered the large leopards.
The two men stood before her, gloriously naked. Their muscular, human, bodies made her trailer seem tiny in comparison. Her cheeks burned as she looked her fill. They certainly weren’t lacking in anything. She noticed that much, at least. Her eyes widened when, magically, clothes appeared on their naked bodies, covering their toned, golden flesh.
“You know, after scaring the crap out of me, the least you could have done was stay naked a little while longer.”
The two men grinned. It was Wade who spoke first.
“We didn’t want to distract you any more than we already have.”
Alexa waved her hand. “Feel free to distract me as much as you like.” She smiled and winked. “I like it.”
She crossed her arms. “Are you going to tell me why you suddenly changed into wild animals out there?”
The two men glanced at each other and then turned to her with a shrug. “We have no idea.” Ryker moved to sit down. “All we know is that we’ve both had our first uncontrolled shift since we were teenagers.”
“At least that wasn’t too long ago so you knew what was happening.” Alexa sat at the table. She had to keep her distance from these guys. Not only was she not their type, they were too young for her. How old were they, anyway, twenty-two?
“Did you hear that?” Wade said with a laugh. “She thinks our teens weren’t that long ago.” He leaned moved to sit next to her at the table. “Darlin’, we’re a lot older than we look. Most shifters are.” He crossed his arms and sat back.
“He’s right, Alexa. We are much older than you think.”
“I think you’re twenty-five, thirty at the oldest.” She narrowed her eyes as they both laughed.
“Honey,” Ryker said as he stood and moved to stand over her, I’m old enough to be your grandfather, and Wade’s a mite older than
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