Species Interaction (eBook) - Human Interaction Series #2

291 pages | eBook | 6x9"
Date of publication: 03/18/2016
  • ISBN: 978-1-943528-61-5
  • Model: 57659 words

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Heat Rating: 2 Flames


Dating an alpha liger shifter is downright challenging but oh so rewarding.

Shyanne McDaniel, a young widow and mother of two small boys, loses her heart to Meat, an exotic dancer and alpha liger shifter, but dating another species proves a challenge.

While trying to figure out how to deal with an alpha shifter that likes the word "obey" way too much for her liking, Shy juggles raising her twin sons, taking local college classes, dealing with an adoptive family that leans heavily toward odd, and her job. She finds herself working for a man called Cannibal and battling with a cover model shifter for Meat's attention, all the while trying not to think too much about her gift prize threesome fantasy weekend, Meat's nun fetish, and her penchant for finding trouble.

Finding love again is never easy, and doing so with an alpha shifter only makes for more challenges. Can they work out their differences and love one another for who they are?

CONTENT ADVISORY: This is a re-release title.




A jiggling of the doorknob woke me from my sleep. Opening my eyes, I discovered three things. First, I was snuggled under the blankets with Meat, both of us naked as the day we were born. Second, hushed voices from the hallway carried through my bedroom door rather easily. Third, Meat was grinning down at me like a Cheshire cat for some unknown reason. Probably a carryover from the naughty activities we participated in during the night.

"The boys are awake." Meat kissed the tip of my nose.

"What time is it?" I stretched, immediately grabbing the sagging sheet before my nude bits could be exposed.

"Breakfast time, according to the little voices."

"Then clothes are in order." I started to roll out of bed when the door creaked open. In a split second, I found myself covered in an old-fashioned nightgown, buttoned up to my chin. Feeling something tugging on my hair, I found a sleeping cap bulging from the weight of my hair. I rolled my eyes at Meat. Yes, I had on clothes, and they sure beat a nun's habit. Yet, they left a lot to be desired in my book.

"Meat!" the boys exclaimed at once and made a mad dash for the bed. Both climbed up, then jumped up and down excitedly. The springs squeaked in protest as shockwave after shockwave made my side feel like a fishing boat on a blustery lake.

"Good morning." Meat, now dressed in a loose T-shirt, grinned at the twins. Whatever covered the bottom half, I couldn't see for the covers.

"Are you going to spend the day with us?" Sasha fell to his knees between Meat and me.


Chance looked from me to my boyfriend, his brow furrowing in concentration. "Mommy?"


"Are you going to marry Meat?"

I choked on my own spit. Meat reached out and whapped me on the back, helping to clear the blockage. Sucking in a deep breath, I debated how to answer. One glance to the side found the overgrown tomcat smiling wide, staring at me in the same anticipation as the boys. Nothing like being put on the spot bright and early in the morning.

"Umm"--I cleared my throat--"we haven't actually discussed that yet, so I can't answer your question."

"When will you know?" Sasha chimed in, this time focusing on Meat.

I could almost feel Meat squirming under the pressure. Turnabout is fair play.

"Why don't you two head down to the kitchen. Your mother and I will be down shortly." He tapped Sasha on the nose. "If you're good, I'll take you guys to the park today."

"Yay!" Off they dashed, leaving the door wide open in their wake.

"Nice distraction." I sat up and met Meat's gaze.

He shrugged. "Seemed like a prudent idea at the time."

Marriage? Meat and I? What about matehood? My mind whirled with deep thoughts and emotions, concerns and wishes. How could I broach a subject when I had absolutely no idea how he felt? We loved one another; I held confidence and faith in our bond. However, marriage was something else. We'd briefly discussed how one determined if they were mates. Well, Ducian and I discussed. He led me astray until Meat cleared up the confusion. Apparently, I needed to become pregnant in order to absolutely prove the liger shifter and I belonged together as deemed by some higher power, animalistic instincts, and in the eyes of his pride.

He still wore condoms, I shied away from tempting fate, and we'd never brought up the subject of marriage.

My gaze landed on his comfortable blue shirt. "Why didn't I get to wear that instead of this Victorian chastity belt called a nightgown?" I plucked at the snug neckline.

He scooted over to nuzzle my cheek. "Because. Anything less and I wouldn't be able to take my eyes off you."

I arched an eyebrow at him, a small grin tugging at my lips. "I'm a temptation?"

"Big time." His lips settled over mine.

"Mom! We're hungry!"

With a regretful sigh, I pulled back. "Duty calls."

Appearing unbothered by the interruption, Meat climbed out of bed, stretched, and tossed my covers back. "Come on, sleeping beauty."

"Only if you put me in something more comfortable." Shifters had a marvelous magical ability to either create or remove clothing with merely a thought. Meat, carrying liger genetics, had this particular skill down to a T.

When I looked down, I discovered basic fleece pajamas, mint green and fluffy covering my body. "Much better, thank you."

"I'll be taking them off later. Piece by piece." His eyes twinkled with sensual promise.

"Oh my." My heart picked up speed as my stomach did a slow, delicious flip.


"Later. Much later." With a final peck to my cheek, he grabbed my hand and dragged me downstairs.


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About Cheyenne Meadows:
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Growing up in the Midwest, I began reading romance novels in high school, immediately falling in love with the genre, to the point where I decided to write professionally for a career. However, that dream splattered against a brick wall, resulting in a quick death in my first writing class in college when my professor told me bluntly that I wasn't any good at it. I shifted gears quickly, and left my writing dreams behind, eventually settling on becoming a nurse.

A few years back, I stumbled across a fan-fiction writing site on a favorite author's webpage. I began to read stories others wrote, not only making some wonderful close friends from the experience, but also, really learning to write for the very first time. Here I was able to share short stories, practice my writing skills, and truly develop into a writer. More than that, the experience allowed me to revitalize my dream, as I rediscovered joy in writing. Now, I spend my days off with my alpha male characters, quick witted heroines, and see how much trouble everyone can get into.

When I'm not working or writing, I enjoy working in the garden, canning, and seeing my backyard as a living canvas for my whimsical landscaping, and, of course, reading romance novels.

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For more information, please visit the author's webpage.
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