His Tiger Mate novel Chapter 1

Leila'pov

"Do you realize how stupid you look right now?",I just had to ask because I really think it's lost on my brother that he looks like a complete idiot wading around trying to catch a fish with his teeth because, and I quote said idiot, "bears do it all the time". I just watch him from land and enjoy the feeling of the sun on my fur and watching the sun glitter on the water surface, with the occasional giggle at his feeble attempts. Which comes out more like a sneeze in my current form. After sucking water into his nose making him choke and cough and damn near drown about a dozen times he finally gives up and drags himself up to dry land and plants himself with a huff next to me.

"Soooo, you hungry then?" I ask through our pack link looking at my wet and somewhat pissy looking brother.

"Well my dear sister, whatever gave that away? Could it be me trying to catch a meal for the last hour?" is the ever so slightly sarcastic answer I get.

"I guess this would be a good time to tell you that I have some money in my clothes, and I could really go for a burger", I tell him and let out a lazy yawn.

"Are you kidding me? You had money all along and just let me make an ass out of my self?"

"Well yeah, isn't that kinda my job as a sister, let you make an ass of your self?" With that comment I get a big paw slapped across my face, but he knows better than to try to fight me because he might be the male, but I'm the fighter and there is no way he can win against me unless I let him.

About midway through our meal I see someone on the street that makes my blood run cold. He's in his mid-thirties dressed in jeans and a flannel shirt, so he looks like an everyday kind of guy. But this is a man we have seen before, and our last encounter was not a happy one. This guy is a hunter, and what I see in his eyes sends another chill through my body; he recognizes me too.

"Fuck, get ready to leave in a hurry," I send through our mind link "we have an unwelcome guest of the hunting variety."

Kyle tenses, but quickly recovers and keeps eating like nothings going on. "Excuse me miss," he calls on our waitresses, a woman in her late forties, attention "is there a back way out of this place? I just saw my ex and I really wanna avoid an awkward situation", he's using that smile and flirty tone that makes all women, and plenty of guys, stop and blush. Our waitress is no exception when she smiles back with a face the color of a ripe tomato and gives him directions for the back door. "Thank you honey," he says and winks at her, the poor womans face takes on an even darker shade of red and she actually giggles.