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freaked at a small touch on another man’s arm, a woman ogling his possibly future mate would probably rate a more violent response.
    “Good morning. Talan had a meeting this morning and asked that I bring you something to eat,” Talla said.
    He recognised her from the night before. She had a faint scar on her right cheekbone, rare for shifters who generally healed from anything.
    “You didn’t have to bring me breakfast in bed. I’m going to be here a while, I can get my own food.” He accepted the tray Talla held out to him. On the tray was a plate with scrambled eggs, toast, and more bacon than a pack of wolves could eat. He looked at her quizzically.
    “What?” she asked, folding her arms.
    “How much bacon did you think I was going to eat?” Talla stomped her foot. “I told Trisha it was too much.” Adrian patted the spot next to him on the bed. “Come. Sit here. You can tell me about the pride and help me eat all this food. I’m pretty sure a hundred and eighty-pound wolf eats less than a two hundred and fifty-pound lion.” Talla smiled and crawled up beside him.
    Over the next half hour Adrian learned all about Talan’s early childhood and more about all six of his sisters, Talla, Trisha, Tia, Twyla, Tabitha and Tammy. Eventually the other five wandered in with more bacon and a jug of coffee, large enough to give an entire platoon of soldiers each a really big cup.
    Adrian went with the flow and let the chatter run around him as they each tried to top the other with the most embarrassing Talan story. The one where Talan ended up naked by the Catholic Church was his favourite so far. Apparently, there were some nuns in town who still couldn’t look at him without blushing.
    “What’s going on here?” Talan growled.
    The six women on the bed looked at him unfazed, like cats.
    “They’re just being friendly.” Adrian offered. He’d hate it if the girls got in trouble for helping him through his transition from pack to pride. On the other hand the growling was FROM PACK TO PRIDE
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    kinda sexy. He wondered what other sounds Talan made in the bedroom. He rearranged the sheets to cover his growing problem.
    “They can be friendly once you’re dressed. Get out!” If the expressions on the six women were any indication, it just occurred to them that Adrian was completely naked beneath the covers. As a shifter, he didn’t think to be embarrassed. He’d covered up because he didn’t know the ways of the pride, but in the pack everyone saw each other naked at least during full moon.
    “Ooh,” Trisha’s eyes lit up, “let’s peek.”
    Survival instinct clicked into place. He was no one’s prey. Adrian’s fangs came out and he could feel his eyes shifting. Letting out a snarl, he snapped his teeth.
    The women fled, screaming.
    Before long, there wasn’t anything left in the room but a bacon-scented platter, an empty coffee tureen and a large lion shifter staring at him with raised eyebrows.
    The wolf in Adrian, sensing the danger was gone, retreated.
    Rolling his head back to snap out the kinks, Adrian gave his lover an apologetic smile.
    “Sorry.”
    “For what? I’m sure they spent the last hour telling embarrassing stories about me.
    Besides, I didn’t think wolves could do partial shifts. Lions can only do fangs and eyes but I saw your hands changing too, that was really cool.” Adrian couldn’t help preening beneath the lion’s admiring gaze.
    “I’m descended from a long bloodline of royal wolves. My line is one of the few that can partially shift.”
    “So you’re what? A wolf prince?”
    Adrian blushed. “Technically, but I never use the title. Most titles have been thrown away over the centuries though many still remember us.”
    “Do I have to kneel?” Talan teased.
    “Only when giving me a blow job,” Adrian said, sliding out of bed. “Excuse me. I’ll be right back.”
    Adrian headed to the bathroom making sure the big lion got to see what he was