Predator's Refuge

By: Rosanna Leo

Gemini Island Shifters 3



Blurb


Lynx shifter Marci Lennox has worked at the shifter-friendly Ursa Fishing Lodge and Resort all her adult life. It’s more a home to her than a job. When her boss goes on vacation, putting her in charge, Marci is thrilled. Finally a chance to prove she has the mettle to run a resort.

Her confidence is shaken when new employee Anton Gaspar appears. One look at the mysterious tiger shifter spells trouble for Marci and for her sex-crazed lynx. Anton is judgmental, condescending, and a little misogynistic. Unfortunately, Marci’s lynx thinks his tiger is more delicious than an oversized bag of Maltesers.

It becomes difficult for Marci to remain neutral near Anton, especially when she learns of his troubling past and unusual family circumstances. However, when dangerous incidents occur on the resort, the lynx woman and tiger man join forces to combat the threat to the lodge and its guests.

Harder still is the quest to combat their explosive feelings for one another. As they explore their mutual passion, they realize the danger at the resort is more insidious than they ever envisioned. Their dreams, their love, and their very lives are at stake.


Dedication


For a wonderful author and friend, Monette Michaels. Moni has not only shared her expertise and time with me, she’s encouraged and taught and inspired me. If I can ever learn to write a sentence as effectively as she does, I will be happy.


Acknowledgements


Thank you so much to my terrific family at Liquid Silver Books for all their faith and belief in my writing. Thank you to my amazing editors Allie Hart and Terri Schaefer, who continue to cross my t’s and dot my i’s better than I ever could. Thank you to authors Daisy Banks and Allyson Lindt for providing me with some useful, early critiques in my writing process. Thank you to my family, who encourages me every step of the way, even though I sometimes have to explain why a shape-shifter is indeed an appealing character. And, as always, to my incredible readers. You have shared your feedback and comments and I learn from them every day. I appreciate every single share and review and compliment, and I vow I will create more and more sexy heroes for you. As an aside, I would like to add that there is indeed a Benedictine abbey in Hungary named Pannonhalma, but as far as I know, no shape-shifters reside there.





Chapter 1


Hot damn! He’s putting me in charge.

Marci Lennox stared at her boss and her heart palpitations indicated equal parts excitement and dread, as much as she refused to show it.

Ryland Snow, owner of the Ursa Fishing Lodge and Resort offered her a deadpan expression. “You won’t burn the place down, will you?”

She threw her head back with what she hoped was a graceful laugh, even though the noise that emerged from her throat sounded staccato and harsh to her own ears. A laugh to make Fran Drescher proud. “Tell you what. If I do, I’ll make sure to tidy up the char marks.”

Ryland grimaced. “Maybe this isn’t such a good idea. The day-to-day running of the lodge is enough to make any sane shifter loopy. It’s a lot of work for one person, Marci. Believe me, I know.”

She put out a hand, reaching over her boss’s desk, and shook his arm. “Look, I promise not to destroy the resort you built with your own two hands.”

He peeled his hand out of her friendly clutch and dragged it through natural waves most women would kill for. “Since I opened this place, I’ve never left it with anyone else. I’m not doubting you, Marci. I’m just worried if I look away for five seconds, the inmates will take over the asylum.”

She searched for a reply that might settle his mind. Her boss, a worrier on the best of days, deserved a break, despite being an ornery bear shifter. Sure, it would be tons of work, but it wasn’t anything she couldn’t handle. “Ryland, since you mated with Lia, you’ve never taken any time off. You two deserve a proper honeymoon. If you stay here, instead of heading to that sweet five-star hotel in Fiji, she’ll never forgive you.”

“She’ll have my balls,” he joked. “She’ll mount them on a plaque that says ‘Worst Mate Ever’ and hang them in the lobby over the fireplace.”

“Ryland.”

“I’m kidding. Lia’s been…” He sighed. “She’s been amazing. She knows how important this place is to me. If I told her I needed to stay, she wouldn’t say a word. Which is just another reason I want to give her this trip.”

“It’ll be a beautiful honeymoon.” She smiled at him. “Didn’t you say something about a private pool on your deck?”

His gaze glassed over, but then focused on her again, frowning over smiling eyes. “None of your business, missy. That’s between my mate and me.” He chuckled, but his gaze turned foggy again as he no doubt pictured what they could get up to in that pool. Quickly, he shook his head and the lust clouds disappeared from his eyes. “Anyway, you know I trust you, Marci. I just don’t want you to get stressed.”

She sighed. Since she’d first arrived at the lodge as a geeky teenager, she’d worked her way from clerical duties to being in charge of customer service. And because it was a relatively small operation, that meant she did a little of everything, from fixing up rooms when they were short on maids to helping Ryland with staffing issues. He relied on her a lot, but he knew, better than most people, she didn’t really have a history of calm and collected responses. She’d spent many a year being a frightened mouse of a girl rather than the proud lynx shifter she ought to be.