MC ROMANCE: Wanted by the Alpha Biker (Motorcycle Club Alpha Male Bad Boy Romance) (MC Romantic Suspense Contemporary New Adult Short Stories) (22 page)

Chapter Two

Sammi

              Her life was over. Cassie was sure of it. She saw the lion-man move to attack. She saw how he gloated in her destruction. She didn’t run. That’s what predators wanted – the hunt. She was willing to stand her ground, to fight, but she couldn’t win. Not against an angry beast.

              She braced herself, but when the attack came, it wasn’t against her.

              It was for her.

              The white lion sprang in the air and used his heavy weight to knock the lion-man away. Barely fazed, the lion-man immediately straightened himself out and growled at his opponent, ready for a fight.

              But to Cassie’s horror, the blonde woman ran between them, holding her hands up like some warped traffic warden. “Stop!” she shouted. “We don’t have time for this. We need to go.”

              In response, the lion-man backed down, but he cast a quick glance at Cassie. She could nearly read his mind. What are we going to do about her?

              “I won’t let you take him,” Cassie re-asserted, sounding much braver than she felt. It was the only thing she could think to say. “He belongs to the zoo.”

              “He belongs to no one,” the lion-man sneered, transforming back into his human form. He stood naked, completely unashamed, but the woman threw him clothes from the back of the van. “Do you know what it’s like to be locked in a cage when every muscle in your body screams to run free?” he asked as he pulled a pair of jeans on. “It’s cruel. And inhumane.”

              Inhumane. Cassie turned to the white lion, a new reality dawning on her as the events of the night fully set in. “He’s like you,” she murmured. “He’s part human.”

              “Yes,” the woman said, much gentler than her companion. “We’re shifters. I know it sounds crazy, but–”

              “No,” Cassie said, interrupting. “It’s not. In my line of research, I’ve come across numerous eye witness accounts of shifters – people who turn into animals. The stories are always written off as legend or hallucinations, but there are so many accounts, from all around the world, that I long ago drew the conclusion that the stories must have some truth behind them. Science proves common belief wrong all the time. For instance, there’s a species of jellyfish that are immortal. The turritopsisdohrnii. We have them here at the zoo.”

              She was rambling, she knew, but her adrenaline was peaking, as was her scientific curiosity. The ability to shift must be similar to the way a chameleon can change color based on chemicals within its nervous system…

              “I think we lost her,” the woman said, amused. “Let’s go before she comes to.”

              “Wait!” Cassie cried, pulled from her contemplations. “I’m coming with you.”

              “Don’t fool yourself,” the lion-man sneered. “You’re lucky we’re letting you live.”

              “Please,” she pleaded, looking at the white lion. “I just – I can’t leave him.”

              She couldn’t explain it because she didn’t quite understand it herself, but the thought of letting him go was painful.

              The lion-man protested further, but the woman was quiet, studying her intently. Cassie felt as if she were in one of those dreams where she suddenly realized she was naked in front of a crowd – vulnerable and exposed.

              The white lion moved beside her, standing guard, as if a line had been drawn. Him and Cassie against the others.

              “Fine,” the woman determined. “We don’t have time to argue. Kafele, you’re in the back. Weird science girl, you sit in the front with me.”

***

              “So Kafele... is he your boyfriend?” Cassie asked, buckling her safety belt as the van sped away from the loading dock and out into the dark unknown.

              “Life mate,” the woman answered. “How could you tell?”

              “He listens to you. I figured he was either a boyfriend or brother.”

              “No, my brother, Gowon, is the pale furry guy next to him.”

              “The white lion – he’s your brother?” Cassie was still trying to get her head around it. How could this woman next to her be the sister of the lion in the back? She knew they were shifters, but it was still unreal, in an exciting way. Her book on mythology had been right.              “Gowon. Gowon Blanc. He’s a person, with a name. And yes, he is my brother.”

              Now that Cassie studied the woman closer, she saw the resemblance. Her hair was pale, like lilies in the moonlight, and her eyes were the same grey-green color. The difference was that hers held a lot more optimism, and a lot less sadness.

              “I’m Sammi Blanc,” the woman introduced. “From your badge I see you’re Cassie. Pretty name. Pretty girl. I see why my brother is so protective of you. But before this goes any further, you should know exactly what’s going on. This isn’t some field trip. Where we live in New Mexico – live has its dangers, something my brother knows all too well. He’s afflicted, unable to change back into a human. He hasn’t in over a year. Being afflicted is kind of like a curse, except being a lion is no curse. It’s a cherished part of who we are. But to have the choice stripped from you... no longer free to shift at will... that’s the real tragedy. Unfortunately, it’s impossible to repel the affliction, for now.”

              It was clear Sammi wasn’t going to elaborate, so Cassie didn’t press. Instead, she asked, “How did he end up at the zoo?”

              “Our enemies. They came on our land. Normally, they’d never get away with something like this, but we’ve been so distracted... Anyway, we tracked him down as soon as we could.”

              “And your home is New Mexico?”

              “Yes. We have a range there – miles of wilderness on an open plain. Land that is both desert and green.” She paused. “Listen, like I said, things are dangerous at home. There is a war between prides, a battle for territory. You’re invited. Gowon wants you there. But once you’re in, I’m not sure you’ll be allowed to leave, for your own sake. So if you want me to drop you off at the next bus stop, just say the word.”

              Cassie looked out into the night. Though pitch black, it seemed to have a new vibrancy to it. The night didn’t shield shadows. It protected beautiful mysteries.

              “No,” she said firmly. “This is something I need to do. I can feel it in my soul.”

              Then she added silently to herself, No matter how dangerous.

***

Chapter Three

New Mexico

The van stopped, jerking Cassie forward in her seat. She had been asleep and was reluctant to wake, especially when the harsh sunlight hit her eyes… until she saw the grand house in front of her. With a second-floor balcony that ran the width of the wooden structure, it resembled a giant mansion from the days of the pioneers – rustic but nothing short of royal, tailored for the kings and queens of the western wilderness.

              “Welcome home,” Sammi said, twisting in her seat towards Gowon in the back, but he was already out the door, stretching his powerful muscles as a free lion. Cassie left the van, watching as Gowon sprinted across the wide range that surrounded them, a landscape full of flat plains, rocky sandstone formations, and shrubbery. Before he got too far ahead of himself, he stopped and looked back at her.

              “Go. I’ll be fine,” she encouraged.

              Bowing his head slightly, Gowon took off. For the first time since she met him, the white lion didn’t look so sad. It made her heart soar in ways she didn’t quite understand.

              “We have to break this affliction,” Kafele mumbled near her. “We can’t have our alpha submitting to a one-breed.”

              “It’s not a one-breed he’s submitting to. It’s a much greater force,” Sammi speculated. “Cassie, follow me. I’ll show you to your room. You don’t have long to settle in before members of the Blanc Pride start to arrive.”

***

Snow surrounded Cassie, heavy and wrathful. She could barely breathe, let alone see. The winter was lethal, but she wasn’t its prey.

              Large bloody paw prints were imprinted into the snow. She followed them one by one, able only to see a few inches in front of her.

              They stopped only when she reached a pale mass almost invisible in the snowy storm.

              It was Gowon. And he was hurt. Bad.

                            Drawing in a deep breath, Cassie woke from the nightmare, but she knew it was no dream. Throwing off her covers, she ran from the room and out into the wild. Above her, the stars shone bright, lighting her way as she ran to him – her lion – instinct telling her where to go.

              If only I could shift, she thought frantically. Then I’d reach him faster.

              When she finally found him, he was not bleeding, not like in the nightmare. But he was in danger. In the moonlight, a shadow in the shape of a person had Gowon cornered against a rock, taunting him with a spear that was all too solid. Gowon clawed at the prowler, but his claws could not tear the flesh of a shadow.

              The shadow raised the spear higher, ready to drive it down.

              “No!” Cassie cried, and she ran in front of Gowon, acting as a shield.

              With a razor edge, the spear gashed her arm before it and the shadow disappeared completely.

              Stunned, Cassie took a moment to calm herself, realizing the severity of what just happened. When she finally turned to check on Gowon, he was gone.

              In his place was a man.

              “Wow,” Cassie stuttered, staring at his gloriously nude body. He was... impressive. His skin was pale but grew in color as he stood before her, settling on a light bronze fitting beneath the blazing sun, a color offset by his white blonde hair, so short it was almost militant. But his eyes were the same, eyes she’d been mesmerized by since he first came to the zoo, for their sadness, their intelligence... and now their yearning.

              “Hi,” she added meekly, trying to keep her focus above the mound of blonde hairs that covered his tight chest and led down to his... manhood.

              “Cassie,” he acknowledged. His voice was deep and powerful. It sent chills down her spine and warmed her core.

              Gowon was a stranger... but he wasn’t. Until now, she’d only known him as a lion, but seeing him as a man made her feelings towards him change completely. He was no longer an animal she cared for. He was a man she wanted. Craved.

              A man who, by the judge of things, wanted her as well. Oh what the hell, she thought. When in the wild...

Cassie rushed to him, and Gowon accepted her, pulling her close into him with his massive, unbreakable arms.

              “Thank you,” he said. “For keeping me sane when I was locked in that cage. And now for setting me free. I don’t know how I’m human again, but I know it’s because you saved me.”

              Then he tilted her head up and kissed her, first with his lips, then with his tongue, taking all of her in. For Cassie, it was earth-shattering. She pushed in closer to him, feeling his manhood grow against her, hard and untamed.

              “You’re everything I wanted in a mate,” he moaned as she lifted her top over her head, revealing her bountiful breasts and wide curves. “A true lioness.”

              “Except that I’m not,” she said as she continued to pull off her clothes. “I’m no lioness. I’m only human.”

              “That doesn’t matter,” he insisted hoarsely, staring at her now naked body. “Right now, none of that matters.”

              Taking charge, Gowon took her hand and led her to a nearby creek where the earth was at its softest. Then he laid her onto the ground, balancing his weight so that he did not crush her with his might.

              With his skin brushing hers and his manhood close to her thigh, Cassie swelled with anticipation, her core pulsing. She wanted him inside her, to know what a lion-man felt like between her legs. From the size of his manhood, she judged him full of power and stamina.

              But he did not take her, not yet. He kissed her again, just as passionately as before, then he ran his tongue down her body, lingering at her naval. With his mouth so close to her core, and his sweet kisses all over her body, she moaned in desire.

              “I hear you, my lioness,” he whispered, then gave her what she wanted, nudging her legs slightly apart before licking her pink flesh with the tenderness and precision of a giant cat drinking milk, only it was her milk he was tasting. His tongue was warm and moist against her, electrifying her insides until she felt a blissful rush of heat building within.

              “Wait,” he commanded, lifting his head. “Not yet.”

              Before she could prepare, he opened her legs wider and plunged his throbbing manhood into her. His thrusts began gentle, his manhood lingering within her folds, luring her to the wild side, but soon he could not control himself, and he took her with all his force.

              Making love to Gowon was everything Cassie imagined it would be. He was powerful, but it was a power he shared with her, his mighty thrusts lighting her body with a new sense of freedom and pleasure until she could resist the heat within her no longer. Her body was washed in a glorious light, and she experienced more power and sweetness than she ever had before. Gowon joined her, roaring as he released himself, a roar that echoed across the range.

***