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Reno! Tah s voice called behind him, but he paid it no mind.
Get it out! Get it out! Amia s scream hit him dead center of his chest as he hit the stairs and
had a roar leaving his throat.
He could see them through the glass. Amia was facedown on one of the exam tables with Logan
leaning over her back, holding her down while Diane took a knife to her shoulder. The Professor was
saying something, and Abby was nodding her head, one hand clasping Amia s. He saw it all and yet
saw nothing, felt nothing but his mate s fear, her pain.
Amia! He roared her name and gave in to the burning of his flesh. Man or beast no longer
mattered. All that mattered was reaching his mate and stopping her pain.
One moment, Amia was screaming for Diane to get the tracker chip they d located in her out,
and the next, all hell was breaking loose. Logan moved away with a murmur, his hands held out wide
in front of him as the most beautiful white tiger she d ever seen entered the room.
Diane gasped. Holy shit!
The Professor grinned. A tiger! I was hoping for a tiger!
Abby squeezed her hand and whispered, He s beautiful. I knew he d be beautiful.
And still Amia couldn t take it all in.
The tiger was Reno? Reno was the tiger? She d known. Oh, she d come to accept he was more
than a man in her mind. But seeing it, seeing him. He took her breath away.
He turned and snarled at Logan, all sharp teeth and anger. And a woman jumped in front of
Logan, crouching down at the animal s level and doing a pretty good job of roaring herself. Everyone
was stunned for a moment. Then Logan reached for her and jerked her behind him as he faced Reno.
The tracker, Reno. We re trying to get the tracker.
Logan s words didn t seem to faze Reno, though. That big tiger head turned back toward her,
but the neon blue eyes focused straight on Diane just as she managed to grasp what she d been digging
for and pull it free.
Got it. I fucking got it! she yelled.
Amia felt as if she might pass out. The girl. Was that Clara? She looked like Clara? Fuck, how
much blood had she lost while Diane had been digging? She went a little limp on the table, and Reno
growled, a thunderous sound that seemed to echo around the room. Those teeth turned toward Diane,
and she saw the other woman gulp with fear as she took a hasty step away from the table and Amia.
Reno. Her voice was weak as Amia tried to call her mate s attention to her. It seemed the
strength and defiance she d mustered when she told Diane to, just do it already, was quickly fading.
She was afraid of him hurting Diane, of him hurting anyone while in his current state. Was the
man still in control in this form? Or did the tiger reign?
Behind me. A well-built black man with eerie eyes stepped in front of Diane, forming a solid
wall of muscle between the doctor and the tiger. Back off, he said, and there was definitely
something going on with his teeth as he bared them at Reno, not to mention the warm glow that
surrounded him.
A lion s roar filled the room, making her ears ring. The lion bumped the tiger with his nose,
knocking him away from the table, away from Diane, Amia and Abby. The tiger struck back, one large
paw catching the lion across the face and sending him back.
Tah! Abby screamed beside her, dropping her hand and moving as if she were going to put
herself between the two beasts.
Reno! Amia said, her voice stronger.
His confession earlier filled her head as she pushed up until she could rise onto her knees on
the table. It no longer mattered that the scars on her belly were revealed, despite the fact she d made a
point to keep her shirt on until she was facedown, no matter how awkward it made it to remove.
Now, they no longer mattered. All that mattered was her mate.
You woke the beast, and now only you can control him.
The lion roared again. The tiger growled. The Professor grabbed Abby. Diane was trying to
see around the man in front of her, and Logan waged a battle trying to keep the woman Amia would
swear was Clara behind him.
And she shouted to be heard over them all. Reno!
The tiger turned to her, and those big, beautiful, neon blue eyes finally focused on her and only
her.
I need you. She held her hand out to him. Soft fur met her fingers as the large tiger s head
brushed her palm. Come back to me, she whispered to him. She loved the beauty of the animal but
craved the touch of the man.
Then before her eyes, he shifted, changed, until once more the man stood there, completely
naked and aroused as hell.
She could hear throats clearing around them. Abby s soft laughter and a lion s displeasure as
the room began to clear.
Impressive, she heard the Professor say as he was pushed out. So impressive. Have you
ever seen anything like it?
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