I love writing about shifters. It's fun because I get to play with animals I wouldn't normally get to hang around with - meaning tigers, lions and such. For Rescuing Markas, I wrote about lion shifters. I'd seen a television story about lions being used in petting zoos as objects for people to...pet. Then once the lions aren't cubs any longer and can't be contained, they're supposed to be sent to zoos, but they might not be. According to the story, many were killed in canned hunts and such. I wanted to write a story that featured some of that plot line, but I NEEDED to change the ending. So I did. Rescuing Markas is the first story in the series and you can read each without getting lost, but you'll want to read all four in the series. So what is Resucing Markas all about? Check it out!
Rescuing
Markas by Megan Slayer
Sanctuary,
Book 1
Resplendence
Publishing
Contemporary,
Paranormal
Novella
M/M, Anal
Sex
An AllRomance Ebooks Bestseller!
The love of
his life will bring out his roar.
John Dallas has lots of money, but no real direction in his life. He cares for
lions at a local petting zoo where people can pay to pet the cubs. He’s heard
stories and read about shifters—creatures who can shift from an animal form
into a human form. Seeing the lions makes him wonder if those lions can shift.
When he witnesses an act of cruelty to the lions, he finds his purpose in
life—to save the lions.
Markas knows he can shift, but hasn’t yet. He’s fascinated by John and wants to
shift in order to get to know the human better. But lions don’t last at the
petting zoo past their third birthday. Once he’s at the age of being moved,
he’ll lose his chance with John. Will John accept him his his human form? He’s
determined to shift and snag the man of his dreams.
What will happen when the shifter and the human are thrown together by fate?
White hot sparks.
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EXCERPT:
©Megan
Slayer, 2015, All Rights Reserved
John’s
breath clogged in his throat. He’d gotten three of the four lions out of the
enclosure and into the adjacent farm, but Markas hadn’t made it past the hole
in the metal fence. Fuck.
“Joe, I need
your help. Now.” He didn’t wait for his brother to answer. “I’m getting the
sheet and tossing him onto it. Not the best way to move a lion, but this one is
a sweet boy, and he’s hurt. I can’t let the hunters have him.” Don’t let the bullet be in his chest or his
head, he thought. Let them have hit
him somewhere that’s not life-threatening.
“You tell me
when to pull and I’ll do it.” Joe appeared at the hole. “I’ll keep watch.”
John
scrambled around the cat, hefting the animal’s legs onto the sheet and then
moving his upper body to the sheet as well. Gunfire rang out over his head,
making him wince. He’d never been in combat and knew he wasn’t meant for a
soldier’s life, but if he could save the beautiful animal, he’d take a few
gunshots whizzing past his head.
Let’s just hope they don’t connect with me,
too. “Pull. Joe,
pull,” John shouted. With his brother’s help, John managed to get the cat to
the hole in the fence.
“He’s heavy,”
Joe groaned. “I’ve got him, but damn. What are you going to do with him? He’s
been shot?”
“I know.
I’ve got Willow Needs coming over. She’s a trained veterinarian.” John yanked
one last time, getting the lion through the fence. Once they were all safe, he
shoved the planks back into place. “There.” He turned his attention to Joe.
“She’s been lobbying since high school to get this place shut down. She’s all
onboard to help us.”
“Good,” Joe
replied.
John checked
the wound. Whoever had shot the cat had managed to hit the target but hadn’t
buried the bullet deep. Still, the hole was high on the lion’s hip. They’d need
to get him to the barn soon.
“I’ve got
the others on the trailer. They went pretty easily.” Joe stood beside John.
“Ready to put him in the truck?”
When John
glanced up at his brother, Joe’s eyes were wide. “What?” John asked.
Joe opened and
closed his mouth a couple of times before he spoke. “I don’t think we’ll need
the trailer for him.”
John looked
back at the covered-up hole. No one was trying to get through. “What is your
problem?”
“Your lion
is a guy.”
“What?” John
stared at his brother. “Did you get hit on the head? He’s a lion.”
“Look.” Joe
pointed to the big cat, except the cat wasn’t one any longer. Joe was right. A
man lay crumpled against John’s hip.
John met his
brother’s confused gaze. He had plenty of his own questions. Some of the lions
at the petting zoo really were shifters. Dear God, they’d been bred so many
times. It was possible some used for the canned hunts could’ve been shifters,
too.
His stomach
lurched.
“I’ve never
seen one in person, but we’ve got a shifter.”
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