The Mating Season: A Paranormal Shifter Romance

MATING SEASON

A BBW Paranormal Shifter Romance

JADE WHITE

Copyright
©2015 by Jade White

All rights reserved.

About This Book

When curvy Kim moved to a new village in order to escape her past she had no idea what she was about to walk into.

As she settled into a new life, she found her new surroundings to be slightly strange. She could not put her finger on it but something was a bit... odd.

Then when she met two hunky men, Tony and Keith, she found herself strangely drawn to them but the last thing she wanted was a relationship of any sort.

However, she began to notice her sex drive was higher then ever before and she was finding it hard not to resist sleeping with these incredibly sexy men.

Little did she know, Tony and Keith were shifters. In fact the whole town is full of shifters and she has just arrived there during the one time of the year when things go a little bit crazy...

She has arrived during
MATING SEASON!

Could Kim be in the wrong place at the wrong time? Or could she find she actually enjoys mating season a bit more than any human would have expected?

WAIT....

Get Yourself a FREE Bestselling Paranormal Romance Book!

Join the “
Simply Shifters
” Mailing list today and gain access to an exclusive
FREE
classic Paranormal Shifter Romance book by one of our bestselling authors along with many others more to come. You will also be kept up to date on the best book deals in the future on the hottest new Paranormal Romances. We are the HOME of Paranormal Romance after all!

Click The Link Below To Access Get All This Now!

SimplyShifters.com

Table Of Contents

C
HAPTER ONE

C
HAPTER TWO

C
HAPTER THREE

C
HAPTER FOUR

C
HAPTER FIVE

C
HAPTER SIX

C
HAPTER SEVEN

It was a dark and moonless night. Light clouds streaked across the black velvet sky, occasionally blotting out the stars above. A lone country road wound its way through the foothills of the scenic Canadian Rockies. It was silent. No insects or other nocturnal animals sang out their haunting night music.

A fully loaded logging truck barreled down the empty road. The driver, a middle aged First Nations man, sang along with the country station on the radio as he rushed the last load of the day to the saw mill. The loggers had a difficult time getting to the site due to a murder that happened in a cabin up the trail from the wood lot they had marked that day. The boss wanted those logs in today; he had quite a few back orders for lumber to fill due to the construction of mansions for the Hollywood types working in Vancouver.

Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a young woman running towards the road. She was naked and covered in blood and bruises. She raced to cross to the other side, causing the truck driver to stop so suddenly, he nearly jackknifed his load all over the remote road.

He opened the door to his truck. “Hey, are you okay, miss? You look like you’re hurt.” The woman’s skin was pale from shock and blood loss.

She was hunkered over, trying to cover her nakedness as best as she could. Gashes marked her thighs and back, blood pooled from her feet which were cut up by the stones in the forest. She was shivering with shock. Her blue eyes were wild with terror. She had massive amounts of pine needles and burrs matting up her long dark tresses. In other words, she looked like she’d been through one hell of an ordeal.

“Yes! Please, you have to help me. My boyfriend….he’s out there. He…he killed my parents, and tried…to kill me…I was hiding in the woods. I saw you drive by and…” she panted. “My name is Kim Smith. Please take me with you. He’s still out there!” she said hysterically. “My parents --- my mother and father. They're still lying there, in their cabin just a ways from here, off a little logging road – dead now. He shot them both.” She leaned back in the seat, cold and trembling.

The truck driver reached behind his seat and took out a red plaid wool blanket. He slid out the passenger side of the cab and draped it over Kim’s slim, pale shoulders. “Come on, let’s get you to the hospital. You look like you’ve been through a rough go.” He looked at her keenly. “You say it happened in a cabin near here? I’ll radio the cops on the way and tell them all about it, so they can meet us there. Sometimes they take a bit to get around to showing up this late at night.”

The truck drove down the winding road until they found a small town. “This town has a clinic that can patch you up. It’s not a very big place, but you can get stitches and some pain killers at least. Cops will be there waiting to talk to you. If you were hurt any worse they’d have to air lift you to Prince George.”

“Thank you so much,” Kim replied warmly. “You’re a literal life saver.” She offered the blanket back, since it wasn’t hers.

“No, you keep it, I can come get it from the hospital later. My sister’s the head nurse tonight. Tell her Graham brought you in. She’ll fix you right up, and give me my blanket back,” he said with a broad grin and a twinkle in his dark eyes. “You get on in there. You’re bleeding all over my truck.”

Kim sighed with relief as she stepped through the automatic doors of the small hospital. The bright fluorescent lights glared on the linoleum floor. She approached the triage nurse. “I’m expected?” she said.

“Oh, you must be the poor lamb Graham found on the side of the road. You get on back there and we’ll clean you right up,” the matronly triage nurse fussed. Her silver-blonde hair was drawn up into a severe bun and she wore floral scrubs.

“I’m sorry, I don’t have my health card on me.” Kim said. “I mean, I left all my ID and stuff back at my parents’ cabin.”

“Don’t you worry about that. We need to get you patched up and dressed. Come along back, darling.”

Kim stood up from the chair, still bundled in the scratchy wool blanket, and headed through the mint green painted double doors to the emergency department.

The triage nurse directed her to a bed surrounded by a brown cotton curtain partitioning it off from the other beds in the department. The nurse pulled the curtain closed to give Kim a bit more privacy from the general ward.

She rocked back and forth on the hospital gurney trying to remember all that transpired before she fled into the woods, so she could give an accurate testimony to the police once they got there.

Her feet hurt, her legs hurt. Everything hurt from her perilous escape from her now ex fiancé, Smiley. She was hoping that a nice quiet weekend at her parent’s cabin in the mountains would help him unwind after his rough week at work. Whenever something didn’t go his way at the job, or in general, he always managed to pin the blame on Kim. After a few drinks, he unloaded on her, fists and all. Her landlord wouldn’t give her the security deposit back on their apartment because there was just so much damage to the drywall from him hurling her slight frame into the walls. Every time she went to the hospital for stitches, or to patch up a broken bone, she lied about how it happened. She covered his ass for too long, and now she was paying the price.

There was a respectful scratching at the closed curtain. “Ma’am. My name is RCMP Constable LaJaune, may I come in?” A female voice announced from the other side.

“Yeah…” Kim said as she tried to get comfortable, and cover herself better. She hoped the nurse would come back soon with a gown of some sort. Even the hospital gowns that flew open in the back were better than just sitting around in an itchy wool blanket that smelled like smoke and pine needles.

“So, can you tell me about what happened? Like, how did you get here like this?” The cop asked.

“Well,” Kim cleared her voice. “My fiancé, I guess he’s my ex now, and I decided to come up to the mountains for a bit of a get-away. My parents have a cabin up here, just a little bit off a logging road. He got stressed out a bit at work and I thought it would be a great way to try to get him to unwind.” Kim shifted nervously on the gurney, feeling more exposed than ever.

She continued. “We were having an okay weekend, as okay as it can be with an abusive alcoholic of a boyfriend, anyway, and then my parents decide to show up. It was their cabin, after all. They wanted to talk me out of marrying Smiley. They were tired of seeing me get beat up. I wouldn’t press charges, or anything. Anyway, they followed us to the cabin. They tried to take me home. Smiley just lost his shit. Dad keeps a hunting rifle up in the cabin, because that’s where he stays during deer season.

“He punched my dad in the face and took his keys, which had the key to the gun locker on it. He grabbed the gun and loaded it. He shot my dad point blank in the chest. I screamed. My mom rushed to my dad’s side. He shot her, too. I tried to run but he grabbed me. He dragged me over to my parents' corpses, ripped my clothes off and….” She started to hyperventilate at the flood of memories and the grief that assaulted her.

Kim gulped to gain control of her emotions and continued on with the story as she trembled. “He raped me. I rolled over on to my side after he was finished and sobbed while reaching for my mom. She couldn’t help. She was dead. He kicked me in the ribs a few times with his steel toe boots. He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me around for a bit, then threw me against the wood stove. Glad it wasn’t lit anyway. Still hurt. I couldn’t believe it was happening. After that there was another blast from the rifle and I ran out. I couldn’t hear anything past the ringing in my ears from the rifle blast. I think he was yelling at me. I don’t know what he said. I think he went to get more ammo for the gun because he left the room.

“I took my chance and ran to the woods. Figure I’d be safer out there, even buck ass naked, than I was in that house. I ran and ran. I was so scared I didn’t feel it when I fell down the ravine.” Kim winced at the pain she was in. The adrenaline was finally wearing off from her flight of terror and she was beginning to feel the damage that had been done to her.

The officer was scribbling furiously in her notepad, nodding as Kim recounted her trial. “We’d gotten a call earlier, from loggers working near the cabin. They heard shots being fired. We found a purse at the crime scene; we can assume it’s yours?” LaJaune asked.

“Yeah, it’s mine. Can I have it back please? It has my health card and ID in it. I really need it now.”

“I’ll pick it up from the station. I have no reason to believe you’re lying to me. Do you have a picture of this guy, by any chance? It’ll be easier than describing him to me.”

“Yep, it’s in my wallet actually. You can take it out. I don’t care.” Kim sat there, looking out into the distance. “I don’t want to even look at his stupid face right now.”

“Not a problem. Thank you for the permission,” Officer LaJaune stated. “I’ll come back with your things in a bit. I’ll leave you to get patched up.”

“You know, I’m gonna be moving away as soon as I can. I live three hours away in Golden, and he knows it. I just don’t want him to find me.”

“Don’t go too far, we might need to find you for court. Make sure you leave us with your contact details at least.”

After the officer left, a tall First Nations woman dressed in light blue scrubs scratched at the curtain. “Hey, you’re the poor stray Graham brought in. I’m Mary, I’ll be your nurse tonight. Looks like you’ve been through quite a bit. There’s no doctor on call, but I can stitch you up as best I can, and get you all sorted out for a ride to Prince George in the morning.”

“Thanks…” Kim whispered, drawing back into her own world after mentally reliving her earlier ordeal.

“I also kinda overheard that you were raped. I have a rape kit here. Cop asked me to do it, if that’s okay with you.” The nurse was a gentle woman who exuded kindness and consideration. Kim had a feeling she was in the same position at one time.

“Whatever you need to get that bastard behind bars. Just sedate me first, will ya? I think he did a bit of damage down there,” Kim requested.

“Not a problem. I figured you might need something for the pain, so I got a doctor to phone in some morphine with a bit of Valium for you,” Mary said with a kind smile, while holding up a needle full of clear medication. “Just a little pinch.” She stuck the needle in Kim’s arm.

Kim relaxed as she felt the fog of the drugs overtake her. It didn’t take long to take hold. She closed her eyes and went to sleep.