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  That smile dropped off her face when loud music assaulted her. She flinched away, grimacing at the horrific volume of it as it rang in her ears. Grey looked over his shoulder at her, seemingly unaffected by it. There had been a few instances when he had been allowed to go out into the mortal world so it was possible he had visited such a place before and had been prepared for the onslaught.

  He could have warned her.

  He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the gloom, tugging her through the busy wide corridor at the entrance of the club.

  She wrinkled her nose and covered her right ear with her free hand as the music grew louder, the heavy beat shaking the black walls of the warehouse. Gods. How could any shifter work here?

  Her eyes darted around, but everyone she looked at didn’t seem to care about the volume, were all talking to each other. Among other things.

  She passed a couple that were openly making out, the female pressed against the wall and the male’s hands on her sides, skimming up and down her bare flesh. Double gods. What sort of place did her brother work at now?

  Was this a club or a sort of naughty den?

  The number of couples lost in each other dropped significantly as Grey reached the main room of Underworld, where bright colourful lights danced over the long bar and illuminated the bottles that lined a mirrored wall behind it. The area around the bar was packed, four rows deep of people trying to order a drink. She took in the dance floor, her eyes widening at the sight of it.

  She had attended celebrations at the pride, but they hadn’t come close to this.

  Almost three hundred people swayed, grinded, pumped and jostled on the dance floor, a mass that moved as one, all of them plastered together, pressed up against each other. The music changed, and a cheer went up, fists pumping the air, and the dancing grew more frenetic, matching the rhythm of the guitar.

  Gods.

  She grunted as someone knocked her and came close to flashing fangs at them.

  Someone else banging into her stopped her.

  Because it struck her that she was knocking them aside.

  She looked up at her brother, who mercilessly pulled her through the crowd, and then tugged on her arm, bringing her up to him, and pushed her in front of him. Her stomach met the brass railing around the bar and Grey caged her in, his body shielding her from the crowd.

  Talon’s jaguar friend hurried past, four bottles of something held in his hands, heading towards the right side of the bar. Sherry turned away from the brightly lit bottles of liquor that stood on glass shelves against the mirrored wall, and stilled. A smile instantly burst onto her dark pink lips and lit up her blue eyes.

  Was it really only four weeks since Maya had last seen the blonde?

  She looked even more beautiful now, radiant, glowing with happiness.

  Maya had feared the transition from human into a tiger shifter would have taken its toll on her, but Sherry looked brighter than ever, healthier too. She warmed inside at that, glad Sherry was handling it well, and sure it was Talon’s doing. Talon was probably doting on her like crazy since they had mated and bound themselves together.

  “Cavanaugh, take over a moment,” Sherry called over her shoulder, towards the other end of the bar to Maya’s left.

  Her eyes leaped there.

  Landed on a huge male with short silver hair who stood with his back to Sherry, the lights playing across his broad shoulders changing his white shirt from blue to red as they shifted.

  He twisted at the waist to look at Sherry.

  Maya didn’t hear what he said.

  She didn’t hear the music.

  Didn’t hear anything but the thumping of her heart.

  She stared at the male Cavanaugh had been talking to at the end of the bar.

  A male with flame red tousled hair and piercing silver eyes that captured hers as he lifted them from his beer to her, looking past the bartender.

  Heat rushed through her, fire that burst to life inside her so fiercely she couldn’t catch her breath, and she stared at him, transfixed, lost in those silver eyes as they turned liquid, glowed around his irises and pulled her deeper still, narrowing the world down to only him.

  Who was he?

  In the wake of the fire that blazed through her blood, her instincts flashed to life, sweeping through her in a devastating wave that stripped all control from her.

  She snapped and snarled at the females near her, baring her short fangs at them as a need seized her and drove her to obey it.

  A need to fight.

  She growled at Sherry through gritted teeth, her fangs slicing into her gums as they elongated.

  Sherry backed off, her blue eyes shooting wide as she distanced herself.

  No.

  On a low growl, Maya leaped onto the black bar, and swiped at her, claws cutting through the air. Sherry ducked beneath her blow, narrowly evading it. Maya’s hackles rose, the urge flowing stronger, driving her harder. She needed to fight. She needed to make sure every female in the vicinity left.

  This was her territory now.

  She would make that clear.

  She opened her mouth to roar.

  Someone’s hand slammed down over it, and she struggled as strong arms hauled her backwards, dragging her off the bar. The male held her harder, wrestled with her and managed to restrain her arms, pinning them to her sides. She bit into his palm and he growled at her, a warning she wanted to heed but couldn’t manage to obey.

  She needed to fight.

  “Calm her the fuck down or you are both out of here, family or fucking not,” a male voice barked and she snarled at the owner of it—the jaguar. “Get this shit under control.”

  “Come with me,” Sherry said and Maya struggled harder, needed to reach the female and fight her.

  Needed to make this her territory.

  Grey grunted and his grip on her tightened, and she flinched as pain arced like lightning through her bones. A show of strength. He was stronger than her, but she wouldn’t let him stop her. He could break her bones if he wanted. She would fight.

  She kicked at him, battering his shins.

  He bowed backwards, bringing her legs up and making it impossible for her to reach him.

  Maya lashed out at everyone in her way instead.

  All it did was help her brother by scattering everyone in his way, giving him an open route to take as he followed Sherry.

  As she drew closer to the male with the fiery red hair, the need to fight grew stronger, drove her out of her mind and terrified her, leaving her feeling trapped inside her own body. She clawed at Grey’s arms, cutting through his coat and scoring his flesh, but all he did was hiss through his teeth. His grip on her remained too strong for her to break.

  She needed to break it.

  She needed to fight.

  The scarlet-haired male’s silver eyes tracked her until she was level with him, and then casually he looked back down at his beer and resumed speaking with Cavanaugh.

  Cold swept through her in response.

  All of the fight flowed out of her and she slumped in Grey’s arms, reeling but unsure why.

  Why?

  As Grey carried her into a bright white backroom and the door shut behind them, awareness of what she had done slowly crept in, closing in around her.

  Grey set her down, and she stared at the ruined sleeve of his black jacket as he tended to the wound beneath, inspecting it. She had done that. She had lost control.

  Her amber eyes widened and leaped to Sherry.

  Gods. She had tried to hurt Sherry.

  “I’m sorry,” she muttered, horrified by what she had done.

  “It’s fine… but… I’m not sure what just happened.” Sherry offered her a smile, a small one that spoke of confusion as clearly as her eyes did. “Is it because I’m a tiger too now?”

  Maya wouldn’t answer that question.

  Grey focused a little too hard on his wound, avoiding it too.

  Boots striking metal of
f to her left had her head whipping that way, the instinct to fight rising again but for a different reason this time. Grey was injured. She needed to protect him.

  Talon stopped on the bottom step and stared at her. “What are you doing here?”

  The tension that had started to leave her on seeing it was only her brother approaching amped up again, making her muscles tight as she came to face him. His amber eyes were hard, demanding. He raked his fingers over his short black hair and huffed as he stepped down onto the floor, and strode towards her.

  She looked over his clothing. Was he working as a bouncer now? He wore the same black t-shirt and jeans, and boots combination as the male she had seen guarding the door. She didn’t like the thought of Talon protecting the entrance of Underworld. It was dangerous.

  “I needed to see you before I continued my journey.”

  His face darkened. “Journey?”

  Damn. Byron hadn’t told him. That bastard.

  Grey growled from beside her. “He’s sending her to the Altay pride now.”

  “What the fuck?” Talon barked and took a hard step towards her, all the fires of Hell raging in his golden eyes. “Son of a fucking bitch.”

  He turned to her, seized her upper arms in both of his hands and hunkered down, so he was eye level with her.

  “You don’t have to do this.”

  Gods, he sounded like Grey.

  “Tried that,” Grey mumbled and Talon frowned at him. “She isn’t listening.”

  She isn’t listening to reason. That was what Grey had wanted to say.

  She was listening, but reason didn’t factor into this. Her parents had promised her to the Altay pride male and she had to go through with it, because if she didn’t, her pride would be shamed by her actions and would lose standing in tiger society.

  “I need to get back to work.” Sherry managed a single step towards the door that led to the nightclub before Talon had her swept up in his arms, his lips on hers.

  Maya looked away.

  Ignored that pang of jealousy that made her chest feel too tight.

  The moment Sherry was gone, Talon heaved a long sigh. “I’m going to kill Byron.”

  “No,” Maya snapped, her gaze whipping up to meet his amber eyes. She shook her head, wanted to say something else, something to defend Byron’s decision, but she couldn’t.

  Because it had shaken her.

  She loved him, but sometimes she shared Talon and Grey’s view of him, their belief that he saw her as a sort of bargaining chip, a way of establishing a stronger connection with another powerful pride.

  A present he could give to their alpha.

  She tried not to feel that way, had fought it for years, but now she couldn’t feel any other way.

  She could only feel that he didn’t truly care about what was best for her, not as Talon and Grey did.

  He only cared about what was best for the pride.

  She told herself that it was how things should be, that he was alpha now and had a responsibility, one that extended beyond his family.

  His decision to send her to the Altay pride now, when she wasn’t due to go there for another two decades, when she reached her two hundred and fiftieth year, had come as a shock though.

  A blow.

  Archangel’s attack on the pride had left them wounded, and weakened. Vulnerable.

  Byron had told her that he was doing it to keep her safe.

  As much as she wanted to believe that, there was part of her that believed he had an ulterior motive. They had lost many people in the battle, and he wanted to strengthen their position in tiger society quickly, so no one would challenge him as alpha. He had already sent out two females to other prides, and had taken two brides in exchange.

  She was to be the third.

  Her move to the Altay pride would ensure their support for Byron, making it difficult for anyone within her pride or outside it to challenge him without facing fierce opposition.

  It was a power play.

  One that would also ensure the safety of her pride.

  If she could do that for them, then she would go through with it, whether she wanted it or not.

  “Does Byron know you’re here?” Talon cut into her thoughts, tugging her back to reality, and she shook her head. He looked to Grey. “Did she pull those kitten eyes on you?”

  Grey rolled his right shoulder. “Maybe I just figured it might be a good thing… that we could talk some sense into her.”

  That wasn’t going to happen.

  She had always wanted to be of use to the pride, had tried to find the place where she fitted in and could be of help. Now she knew what she needed to do, how she could help her pride, and she was going through with it.

  “It’s worth a try.” Talon smiled faintly. It grew into a full blown one when he came over to her and pulled her into a hug, and ruffled her hair. “I’m glad you came. Saves me from having to go to Siberia to drag your arse home.”

  She stopped trying to swat his hands away and looked up at him. He would do that for her? The look in his amber eyes confirmed that he would, and that it was going to take a lot to convince him to let her go now that she was here.

  She didn’t want to fight Talon, or Grey, but she wasn’t going to let them stop her.

  She wouldn’t break with tradition.

  She didn’t want to be traded like a commodity, forced to be someone’s bride, but she wanted the pride to be strong and Byron to be safe.

  “Can I not just enjoy this time with you?” she whispered, and the smile that had been rising onto his lips faded, the light in his eyes dimming as he dropped them from Grey to her.

  She hated that look.

  She always had.

  It hurt her whenever she looked into any of her brothers’ eyes and saw pain in them.

  It killed her that she had caused it this time.

  She pushed away thoughts about Siberia, and her own pride, and focused on her brothers, and the building around her.

  She had been so excited when she had been walking through the city with Grey and when they had entered the nightclub, seeing a world that so closely matched the one she had seen on the tablet that Talon had snuck into her home so she could watch television and movies without Byron knowing.

  Now she could see it with her own eyes.

  She wanted to enjoy this time with them, in this world of mortals.

  Even though it was a little overwhelming.

  The scarlet-haired male from the bar shimmered into her mind and heat travelled through her limbs and bloomed in her chest.

  He was a little overwhelming.

  Just thinking about him had the instinct that had seized her in the bar rising back to the fore to wrest control from her, a deep desire to attack any female in the vicinity and drive them all out.

  Maya didn’t want to think about what that meant.

  In two days, she would be in Siberia.

  She would be bound to the alpha she had been promised to at birth.

  And nothing could change that.

  Not even him.

  Tamed by a Tiger (Eternal Mates series #13)

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  Stories in the Eternal Mates romance series

  Book 1: Kissed by a Dark Prince

  Book 2: Claimed by a Demon King

  Book 3: Tempted by a Rogue Prince

  Book 4: Hunted by a Jaguar

  Book 5: Craved by an Alpha

  Book 6: Bitten by a Hellcat

  Book 7: Taken by a Dragon

  Book 8: Marked by an Assassin

  Book 9: Possessed by a Dark Warrior

  Book 10: Awakened by a Demoness

  Book 11: Haunted by the King of Death

  Book 12: Turned by a Tiger

  Book 13: Tamed by a Tiger - Coming Summer 2017