Running from a hated match, Sehra flees her world to hide in plain sight among neighbouring shifters. Catching the eye of the tiger king was never the plan.

Born to a dying family, the lion shifter princess, Sehra runs from the choice her father made to strengthen their bloodlines. Fleeing to their sister world where a society of tiger shifters reigned supreme, Sehra decides to hide in the one place no one will look for her. The royal palace of Regav. Inside the palace she finds a calm contentment in the daily tasks until her path crosses with the king and her hormones take over. Lions and tigers get bare...oh my.

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In the first ten days, the Lanar guards combed every guestroom of the Regav palace. The king was irritated, but he knew he had nothing to hide. Onari held her breath every time they came through, but since she was polishing and scrubbing as they passed, they took no notice of her.

Onari surprised herself by enjoying the manual labour. Her genes made her stronger than the standard Regav female, so it wasn’t long before she was speeding the delivery of firewood and towels to the noble guestrooms.

The snow fell early for a Regav fall, and when Onari was sent to the city on errands, she was asked to wear the stripped fur that would mark her as a palace servant. The freedoms that she was given as a manual servant were far greater than she had experienced as a princess. She found herself enjoying picking up the special cuts of meat that the king preferred as well as the out of season fruit that had to be delivered from the greenhouses in a carefully insulated parcel.

She was flying one of the small skimmers on the way back from a farm with the best of their harvest when a beast burst from the woods. She skidded sideways and braked, but the animal was struck with the tail end of the skimmer.

Hissing, she left the skimmer and checked the beast, noting the huge paws and striped body. When he opened clear silver eyes, she shook. Kneeling in the mud, she bowed her head. “King Iro. I beg your pardon.”

He shifted back into his human form and rubbed his thigh. “I should not have bounded across the road. Where are you coming from?”

She blinked rapidly as her eyes took in slabs of muscle and his thick manhood resting against his thigh.

“Holcross farm. I am bringing their best of the harvest to the palace.” She gave him a brittle smile and helped the very tall, very naked man to his feet.

“That explains it. This damned weather has thrown everything off.” He looped an arm around her shoulders and nodded to the skimmer.

“You had best take me in as part of the harvest. I don’t think I can shift again with this leg.”

She nodded and hesitated. “Can I…may I try something?”

She bit her lip and glanced up into his eyes. Surprise was in them as well as a dose of amusement. “By all means. I am always up for an attractive young woman to try something.”