Alpha Lion
A frightened but determined BBW + a sexy lion shifter martial artist + a dangerous enemy = one unforgettable romance!
Curvy Samantha Holt is at the end of her rope. After getting laid off, she applied to every job she could, and finally got one…as a night security guard. With no training and no backup, she’s outside all night, every night. And one night, the odds catch up to her.
Alpha lion shifter Dale Addison wasn’t expecting to rescue a gorgeous woman while out on an early-morning run, but once he has, he can’t get her out of his head. He lost his faith in destined mates a long time ago, and even if he had a mate, she certainly wouldn't be a human...but he can’t stand thinking of Sam out there alone. When he invites her to take a self-defense class at his martial arts studio, it's not just to protect her--it's to keep her close.
Sam and Dale’s connection can’t be denied. But can Dale admit to himself and his pride that he has a human mate? Can Sam find a lioness' heart inside of her? And what happens when Dale’s longtime enemy decides that Sam is the leverage he needs to make himself alpha in Dale’s place?
This is a sizzling hot, standalone BBW lion shifter romance. No cliffhangers!
Preview:
The lion turned to look at her, and a couple of seconds later, it was just a man in a tracksuit again. “Sorry if I scared you,” he said. “Are you okay?” Sam couldn’t answer. Her brain felt completely blank, like she’d been focusing so hard on those four men that now they were gone, it had nothing left to do. She was panting like she’d been running a marathon, and she felt too cold and too hot at the same time. The man took a closer look at her. “Hey,” he said, in a gentler voice, taking a step toward her. Sam focused on him, and noticed again how impossibly gorgeous he was, how broad his shoulders were, how big he was all over…he was talking to her. “Can you do something for me?” he was asking. “Can you breathe with me?” Sam blinked at him. “What?” she managed. “Just breathe with me like this.” He demonstrated, inhaling slowly while he lifted a hand, holding it for a few seconds, and then exhaling again and bringing the hand back down. “Come on, just breathe. In. Hold. Out…” She breathed in, jerkily, and tried to hold it when he did, but it was hard, like her lungs were stuttering. “That’s good,” he said, “that’s really good. Again—in,” and she followed his breath in, and held it for a second, and then out. And again. After several breaths, she realized that her heartbeat was slowing down, and her chest had loosened up some. Her legs still felt like rubber, and there was still cold sweat all over her body, but she felt like she could think again. “All right?” he asked her. “Yes,” she said, “I think so. Sorry for flipping out.” “Don’t apologize,” he said. “You were just scared. Anyone would have been scared.” “Thank you,” she said. “Thank you so much for doing that. I thought I—I don’t know what would’ve happened.” She wrapped her arms around herself, and shivered a little. The man stepped forward a little, reaching out, but stopped himself before he got too close. “There’s no need to thank me. Anyone would have stepped in. I’m just glad I was here.”