Mounted By Her Weretiger Mate (Steamy Weretiger Paranormal Romance) Read Online Free PDF

beside me as I began to examine myself, pulling the blankets away. I hardly even noticed that I was naked.
     
    “That’s not possible,” I said, looking up at him, “I had a broken leg. Hell, my face was all—”
     
    I reached up to touch where the countless lacerations had crisscrossed over my face when my windshield had shattered into a million pieces. But as I brushed the tips of my fingers over my cheek, all I felt was smooth, unbroken skin where I knew a mangled mess should have been.
     
    “Cade,” I whispered, my eyes wide. “What’s happening to me?”
     
    “Let me explain,” he began, biting on his lip.
     
    “Yes,” I said, “I think you should do just that.”
     
    “When I was pulling you out of the car—”
     
    “Wait,” I interrupted, my eyes narrowing. “ You pulled me out of the car? I saw that fucking bear, Cade. It pulled me out, not you.”
     
    “I…” He faltered, turning away from me for a moment before looking me straight in the eyes. “I am the bear.”
     
    “No fucking way,” I said, leaning farther against the headboard. “You can’t be a bear. No one can be a bear and a person, Cade. What, are you some kind of weird werewolf thing, or something?”
     
    “A were bear ,” he corrected, frowning a little. “I had to transform to get you out of the car. And when I finally saw how badly you were hurt, I knew that I couldn’t save you. Not unless I did something really stupid.”
     
    “Couldn’t save me? What do you mean? I’m—” I stopped, looking into his eyes as a kind of apprehension dawned over me. “What did you do to me, Cade?”
     
    “I bit you.”
     
    I couldn’t speak. My throat constricted, strangling the words before they could form. Bit me? I thought, looking around the room, then back down to the red cut on my arm, only to watch as it began to knit itself up before my eyes. I wanted to scream.
     
    “If I hadn’t done it, you would have died,” he said, a kind of shame present in those sad, brown eyes. “If I could have kept you alive any other way, I would have.”
     
    “What happens now?” I whimpered. “Am I going to turn into a—”
     
    “Yes, on the next full moon,” he said, though somewhere in there I could tell he meant to say he was sorry.
     
    “Oh, my God,” I whispered, rubbing my hand over my face. How could I explain to my mother that I was some kind of bear monster now? “Every full moon?”
     
    “Until you can control it,” he said. “I was born into it, so I have some practice.”
     
    “Is there a cure?”
     
    “Afraid not,” he answered, “otherwise I would have taken it a long time ago.”
     
    “Is it that bad?” I asked, frowning as I watched Cade’s face become solemn.
     
    “It can be lonely,” he admitted, giving me a half-hearted smile. “You might notice I live in a cabin on the side of a mountain with no technology.”
     
    My heart began to slow as I mulled what was happening over in my head. I was now a shapeshifting bear creature who became a beast when the moon was full. I almost thought I’d hear Wes Craven yelling “Cut!” any second now.
     
    I looked at Cade, at the way he looked so ashamed of changing me into what he was. But he did it to save me, I thought. Shouldn’t I be grateful that he gave me a second chance? Complications and all?
     
    “I doesn’t have to be so lonely,” I said after the excruciating silence. “I mean, you and I are sort of in the same boat now, aren’t we?”
     
    “I guess you could think of it that way,” he said, once again giving me that faint, almost sad smile. It was adorable in its own “lonely dreamboat” kind of way.
     
    “And I am sort of your responsibility now,” I added, a smile touching at the corners of my mouth. “And, despite how fucked up this all is, I’m actually really grateful that you saved my life.”
     
    “You are?” he asked, surprise painted across his gorgeous face.
     
    “Well, yeah!” I said with a