Chapter 1
Leo was just minding his own business when he heard someone
shout, “Heads up! Or is that heads down?”
Thunk.
Either way it didn’t matter. Leo caught the Frisbee with his
noggin, which, given he was in the lobby of the condo complex he lived in,
didn’t impress him one bit.
Some might have acted on that irritation—gone after the
Frisbee tosser and scalped her. Others would have engaged in an unladylike
tussle. But as the Pride’s omega, he had a certain standard to adhere to. Leo
let the irritation roll off his really wide—so wide the college football coach
almost cried when he wouldn’t play—shoulders.
With a nonchalance and calm that Leo strove to teach others,
he kept walking toward the elevator, which happened to be where the purple disc
landed. He refrained from crushing it. No need to blame the disc just because
its thrower had poor aim.
An unfamiliar scent—feline and delicious—surrounded and
brushed past him as a woman skipped by, intent on the Frisbee. The blonde, whom
he didn’t recognize, stooped over to grab the plastic disc, her cropped
athletic shorts molding every curve of her made-for-gripping ass and
nibble-worthy thighs.
Everything about her was big, bold, and luscious.
Yummy. And it wasn’t just his inner beast
that thought so.
Who is this delicious
handful? He didn’t
recall meeting her, and he certainly wouldn’t have forgotten her.
The unknown woman straightened and faced him, and by face
him, he meant almost eye to eye, which was unheard of given he boasted a height
of almost seven feet. Yet this woman with the wicked curves must have stood at
least six foot one or a touch more.
She wasn’t dainty, not by any stretch, not with the way her
impressive breasts strained at her T-shirt, distorting the cartoon on it that
said, Delicate Freakn’
Flower. Her indented waist was accented by the flare of her hips, the quirk
of her lips matched by the mirth in her eyes.
While not a man to allow himself to indulge in strong
emotion, Leo was suddenly possessed of a powerful urge to drag this woman into
his arms and…do decadent things that would get even his steady heart racing.
“Well, hello there, big fellow. I don’t think we’ve met.”
Indeed they hadn’t, or he would have remembered her—and
remembered to avoid her because anyone could see by the saucy tilt to her hips
and the appraising look in her eye that she spelled trouble.
Leo didn’t do trouble. He preferred calm moments. Serene
outings. Quiet evenings. Very quiet. A quiet she disrupted with her Frisbee
antics, so he took her to task. “You’re not supposed to play Frisbee inside.
It’s one of the association rules.” He’d know since he helped draft them.
Leo liked rules, and he expected people to follow them. When
any group of predators lived in close proximity, keeping hot tempers under
control was important, hence his job to enforce the edicts and keep the peace.
“Aw, come on. Are you telling me there’s no playing inside
either?” Her plump lower lip jutted. “Do you know I got in trouble by a nice
policeman for playing on the street? Which was totally unfair. As if it was my
fault that guy wasn’t pay attention and rear ended someone at the red light.”
“You were playing in the road?”
“Road, sidewalk, does it really matter? What’s more
important is, if I can’t play inside, and I can’t play outside, where is a girl
supposed to play?”
Upstairs, eleventh floor, condo unit 1101. His bedroom had
plenty of room. Of course the sport he pictured didn’t involve any props. Nor
did it include any clothes. But telling her she could play with him naked
probably wasn’t the answer she looked for. “We don’t play in the city. Not
enough room. That’s what the ranch is for.”
“Ah, the farm. That place is still around? Awesome.”
“You know of it?” He frowned. While not a closely guarded
secret, only those with permission were allowed on the property. Since Leo
tended to curate that list, he tended to know anyone who visited. But he
couldn’t place her. “Who are you? I don’t think I’ve seen you around before.”
“Yeah, it’s been a while since I visited. That’s what
happens when a girl gets banned for a few years because of a few silly
misunderstandings. Explode one carved pumpkin and people lose their minds. I
see the lobby got repainted, no permanent harm done.”
Banned? Wait a second. He did know who this lady was. He’d
heard Arik mention something about a cousin on his father’s side visiting for a
bit. His words were actually, “Damned uncle asked me to let the brat come and
hide out for a bit while some kind of calamity blows over in her hometown.”
To which Leo replied, “You know you can use the word ‘no’. I
find it quite effective if I don’t want to get embroiled in unsavory
situations.” The word no helped prevent a lot of unnecessary chaos.
Arik had laughed. “Say no to my uncle? Not happening. You
haven’t met him yet. He’s the one guy I know who would make you look normal
sized and when he’s not threatening to twist you into a pretzel, he’s the
nicest guy you ever met. He’s also besieged by a set of troublemaking
daughters.”
Both of whom had been banned by the previous pride alpha for
causing too much damage and being a general nuisance.
While she had only recently arrived, Leo could already
understand why the old king banished her. “You’re that troublemaker from out
West, aren’t you?”
“Me, a troublemaker?” She fluttered her lashes. The problem
was, with a mouth like hers, twisted into a smirk, she failed at the whole
innocent look. “No, that’s my sister, Teena. I’m Meena, her twin, more commonly
known as catastrophe. But you can call me your mate.”
With that, she flung herself on him and planted a big, juicy
smooch on his lips.
And he liked it.
Rawr.
Book
& Author Details:
When An Omega
Snaps by Eve Langlais
(A Lion’s Pride #3)
Publication date: August 6th 2015
Genres: Adult, Paranormal
(A Lion’s Pride #3)
Publication date: August 6th 2015
Genres: Adult, Paranormal
Synopsis:
Leo
is the calm guy. The nice guy. The one nobody screws with. So could someone
explain that to Meena so she stops driving him insane—with desire.
When
Meena literally throws herself at Leo and declares he’s her mate, his first
reaction is to deny—and run far, far away. This lion/tiger mix doesn’t do drama
and chaos. Problem is, once he sets eyes on her, he can’t help but want the
vivacious blonde with plus-sized curves, perfect for a big man like himself.
He
wants her even if it breaks all his rules when it comes to women. Wants her even
if she destroys his serenity. Wants her more than a perfectly grilled piece of
steak with a dash of garlic, pepper, and salt.
Thing
is, someone else wants her too.
This
poor omega is about to have his world turned upside down, which means everyone
better watch out because when Leo experiences love, jealousy, and frustration
for the first time, he doesn’t just snap—he roars!
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AUTHOR BIO:
Hello, my name is Eve
and I am a Canadian author who loves to write hot romance, usually with
werewolves, cyborgs or aliens.
I should warn you that I possess a twisted imagination and a sarcastic sense of humor something I like to let loose in my writing. I enjoy strong alpha males, and shifters. Lots of big, overprotective shifters. I am also extremely partial to aliens, the kind who like to abduct humans and then drive them insane...with pleasure. Do you like something a little darker? Then check out my cyborgs whose battle with humanity have captivated readers worldwide.
I love to write, and while I don't always know what my mind is going to come up with next, I can promise it will be fun, probably humorous and most of all romantic, because I love a happily ever after.
I should warn you that I possess a twisted imagination and a sarcastic sense of humor something I like to let loose in my writing. I enjoy strong alpha males, and shifters. Lots of big, overprotective shifters. I am also extremely partial to aliens, the kind who like to abduct humans and then drive them insane...with pleasure. Do you like something a little darker? Then check out my cyborgs whose battle with humanity have captivated readers worldwide.
I love to write, and while I don't always know what my mind is going to come up with next, I can promise it will be fun, probably humorous and most of all romantic, because I love a happily ever after.
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