About When a Lioness Snarls: Stalking is only a crime among humans. In a lioness’s world, it’s called dating. Jeoff, is a bit of a killjoy, a super cute one who gets furry on full moons. But so does she. Luna is everything Jeoff is not. Outrageous, outgoing, and violent. Very violent, and unafraid to go after what she wants—and she wants Jeoff. Silly man, he thinks he can resist, but once a lioness sets her sights on a man, paws off! And if anyone thinks to try and take him… There’s a reason why the ladies of the pride win the yearly award for Baddest Biatches.
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“Are you dissing my friends?” A hot glare lasered his way. “Be very careful, wolf. You never know what I’ll do to your kibble if you get on my bad side.”
“You mean this, so far, is being on your good side?” he razzed her, intentionally poking the alert lioness.
She smiled. “Couldn’t you tell? No cops or blood yet.”
“Speaking of blood, I need to eat.”
“Eat? But it’s only like five o’clock.” Luna’s nose wrinkled. “It’s barely past lunch.”
“If you’re an owl.” Unlike some of the more nocturnal species, Jeoff tended to keep a very daytime schedule. Up at six for a run. At work by eight, lunch by noon, and dinner around five. He didn’t need his tummy to remind him of that fact.
“Why don’t you get changed into something comfortable while I cook us up some shit to eat.”
“Don’t you dare go into that kitchen.” Yes, he threatened. He’d heard of Luna’s culinary ability second hand, usually accompanied by gagging gestures and choking sounds.
“Are you going to cook for me? I’m not really hungry yet, but I’m sure I can make myself eat if we go into the bedroom.” Forget any kind of pretense. Luna boldly propositioned.
“We are not having sex, nor am I getting changed. I’m perfectly fine in my clothes. And since you can’t seem to get to the point, I’m going to make myself a sandwich while you eventually get to the reason of your visit.”
“I thought we’d ascertained we were working on the same case. Isn’t that reason enough?”
“You could have called. Emailed. Texted. Done any number of things instead of coming halfway across town to harass me in person.”
“Didn’t anyone ever teach you that stalking is best done in person?”
The wink and sly tilt of her lips almost made him drop the eggs.
Be afraid, be very afraid. A lioness has us in her sights.
And, no, he wasn’t going to roll over and ask her to tickle his belly with her claws.
He wanted to feel those on his back!
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