Fighting A Lion: BBW Paranormal Lion Shape Shifter Romance (Sleeping Lions - Shifters Prime Book 3) by Harmony Raines Page B
Authors: Harmony Raines
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passed.
“No, I don’t think so. As soon as we see it, I’ll bang on the cab and get them to stop.” Kieran smiled and reassured her, “It will be okay.”
She just hoped he was right, and they hadn’t been kidnapped. But even if they had, at least they weren’t heading back towards the border, the place that she never wanted to go again. She lifted the tarpaulin, the rain splattering across her face as she looked out. They were close now, coming down the other side of the mountain, and in the distance, she could make out a row of cottages.
“We are nearly there.” They sat still for another five minutes, until she impatiently lifted up the tarpaulin and saw that they were passing a barn and then a farmhouse. A mile later, the houses became more frequent and closer together; they were close to their destination.
Kieran moved. Kneeling up, he banged on the window of the cab. The passenger turned around and looked at him and Misty thought for a heart-stopping moment they were not going to stop the truck. They would have to be ready to jump out, it would hurt, and her ankle throbbed in agreement. Yet, they would have no choice if the truck kept moving at a steady pace.
Her heart rate quickened, and she felt sick, would they ever be able to trust anyone again? Before she had a chance to say anything to Kieran, the vehicle began to slow down, the brakes of the old truck squeaking, and a sense of relief covered her as the truck came to a halt.
Kieran was up on his feet, dragging the tarpaulin off them, shaking the water off it before pulling Misty up to stand next to him. He was about to jump over the side of the truck, when he paused and said, “You go first, Misty, I don’t want them to drive off with you still in the back.”
“I thought you might want to get rid of me,” she joked, but she could see he had been worried too, and then she remembered, this is how Kieran had lived his life until now . He was used to looking over his shoulder, not trusting anybody, which gave her a strange sense of comfort. Even though it made her sad for him.
When they were both out of the truck, with the rain already soaking through their clothes, they shouted their thanks to the driver and set off towards the village. There must be somewhere they could stay, and then up ahead, they saw a truck stop, and that’s where they headed.
“Truck stop” might be a bit overambitious; it was more like a small diner with a large parking lot, but at least it was somewhere dry for them to go. They ordered coffee and a warm meal and sat in a booth by the window watching the rain come down.
“So what’s the plan?” she asked him. “We have to find somewhere to stay tonight and I don’t really fancy sleeping in the woods.”
“Me neither. Although, there is an alternative, we could just keep on going, we could hide under the shelter of the trees and I could go lion and you could go horse.”
She thought about it for a moment, it would be better than trying to get some sleep out there in the rain. And it would mean they could cover the distance quicker, already her horse liked the idea, which kind of made it settled. “Why not? It would be good to run, we’d go faster than on two feet, and then maybe tomorrow we can find somewhere dry to sleep in the daytime.”
“OK, eat up and let’s get going.” They ate the rest of their meal in silence, drinking their coffee as the rain continued to pour. Afterwards, Misty excused herself and went to the bathroom, pulling a face when she saw her reflection in the mirror. Bedraggled hair clung to her face, which had somehow become smeared with mud, while her bruised chin had begun to turn yellow.
Lucky that they were bonded mates , she thought, because otherwise, why would he possibly want a woman like her?
Especially when he was just so perfect.
She went back into the diner to find Kieran, with his pack on his back, at the door ready to leave. He picked up the wet tarpaulin, which he
“No, I don’t think so. As soon as we see it, I’ll bang on the cab and get them to stop.” Kieran smiled and reassured her, “It will be okay.”
She just hoped he was right, and they hadn’t been kidnapped. But even if they had, at least they weren’t heading back towards the border, the place that she never wanted to go again. She lifted the tarpaulin, the rain splattering across her face as she looked out. They were close now, coming down the other side of the mountain, and in the distance, she could make out a row of cottages.
“We are nearly there.” They sat still for another five minutes, until she impatiently lifted up the tarpaulin and saw that they were passing a barn and then a farmhouse. A mile later, the houses became more frequent and closer together; they were close to their destination.
Kieran moved. Kneeling up, he banged on the window of the cab. The passenger turned around and looked at him and Misty thought for a heart-stopping moment they were not going to stop the truck. They would have to be ready to jump out, it would hurt, and her ankle throbbed in agreement. Yet, they would have no choice if the truck kept moving at a steady pace.
Her heart rate quickened, and she felt sick, would they ever be able to trust anyone again? Before she had a chance to say anything to Kieran, the vehicle began to slow down, the brakes of the old truck squeaking, and a sense of relief covered her as the truck came to a halt.
Kieran was up on his feet, dragging the tarpaulin off them, shaking the water off it before pulling Misty up to stand next to him. He was about to jump over the side of the truck, when he paused and said, “You go first, Misty, I don’t want them to drive off with you still in the back.”
“I thought you might want to get rid of me,” she joked, but she could see he had been worried too, and then she remembered, this is how Kieran had lived his life until now . He was used to looking over his shoulder, not trusting anybody, which gave her a strange sense of comfort. Even though it made her sad for him.
When they were both out of the truck, with the rain already soaking through their clothes, they shouted their thanks to the driver and set off towards the village. There must be somewhere they could stay, and then up ahead, they saw a truck stop, and that’s where they headed.
“Truck stop” might be a bit overambitious; it was more like a small diner with a large parking lot, but at least it was somewhere dry for them to go. They ordered coffee and a warm meal and sat in a booth by the window watching the rain come down.
“So what’s the plan?” she asked him. “We have to find somewhere to stay tonight and I don’t really fancy sleeping in the woods.”
“Me neither. Although, there is an alternative, we could just keep on going, we could hide under the shelter of the trees and I could go lion and you could go horse.”
She thought about it for a moment, it would be better than trying to get some sleep out there in the rain. And it would mean they could cover the distance quicker, already her horse liked the idea, which kind of made it settled. “Why not? It would be good to run, we’d go faster than on two feet, and then maybe tomorrow we can find somewhere dry to sleep in the daytime.”
“OK, eat up and let’s get going.” They ate the rest of their meal in silence, drinking their coffee as the rain continued to pour. Afterwards, Misty excused herself and went to the bathroom, pulling a face when she saw her reflection in the mirror. Bedraggled hair clung to her face, which had somehow become smeared with mud, while her bruised chin had begun to turn yellow.
Lucky that they were bonded mates , she thought, because otherwise, why would he possibly want a woman like her?
Especially when he was just so perfect.
She went back into the diner to find Kieran, with his pack on his back, at the door ready to leave. He picked up the wet tarpaulin, which he
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