King's Property: Paranormal Shape Shifter Alpha Male Cage Fighter Werelion Romance (Shifter Fight League Book 2) Read Online Free

you knew flowers were expensive when they arrived in a crystal vase in their own car.
    “Niko? Don’t be stupid.” She shrugged dismissively. “He growls whenever I go anywhere near him. Doesn’t think a woman has any place other than the kitchen or under him in the bedroom.”
    Ky shook his head, watching her carefully. She could feel his interest boring a hole in her shoulder. “You’re the one being stupid if you can’t see what’s in front of your face. Why do you think he was so pissed at Reese in training earlier? The guy made him look bad in front of you.”
    “Yeah, yeah.” She waved the comment away, not prepared to entertain such a ridiculous notion. “And I’m a monkey’s uncle.”
    Kylan sighed, frustration written over his features for a second before it disappeared. “You’re fucking stubborn as shit. Anyway, thought you should know... The guys have calmed down. I think having Reese here earlier rocked them a bit. No one’s mentioned contracts since and both fighters for tonight are already here. I had to put Hernandez in for Niko since Reese benched him. That work for you?”
    A hand out to touch the whisper-soft petals of the roses on her desk, Zara nodded. Hernandez wasn’t as good a fighter as Niko or Johnno, but he was their best option with the big werebear out of commission, and they needed two to take with them to the Grand tonight. Not that they had a hope in hell against the other clubs, the Moonwas definitely at the bottom of the pecking order, but they were required to make a showing. She lived in hope, though. One day they might actually win a bout or two…
    “He’ll do. Ready to leave in an hour?” she asked as she checked the time. There was just enough for her to go home, shower and change before being back here to head to the Grand.
    She just had to figure out if she was going to obey Logan’s orders…
    Did she go commando or risk facing the king’s wrath?

3
    F orget being a lion , king of the jungle, he was more like a cat on a hot tin roof.
    Logan sighed and tore his gaze away from the door for what felt like the hundredth time that night. What was taking Zara so long? Surely women didn’t need that long to get ready? Especially when he’d ordered her not to dress so…completely. A smile curved his lips as he swirled the dark fluid in his glass. Would she do as he’d asked, or would he have to punish her for her disobedience?
    Body heating at the thought, he lifted his glass to his lips and savored the burn as he swallowed. The rum settled comfortably in his stomach and he looked around the club. It bustled with excitement, well-dressed guests mingling happily with some of the bigger name fighters. Camera crews were dotted around the place, capturing the pre-fight buzz for the various networks who covered the events. Only those who paid good, hard cash were allowed into the arena below the club to see the action, though. And for the Shifter Fight League, as they’d become known, that price was steep indeed.
    He smiled, allowing himself to take a small measure of pride. Since taking over from Veyr, the former king, Logan had pulled the world of the shifter fight clubs out of the shadows and into the limelight. They were top billing on several pay-per-view channels, and he had meetings planned right through summer with other cities eager to host the SFL.
    His expression soured a little. They weren’t the only game in town, though. Recently, an underground fight network had emerged—one he was sure was backed by the vampires. Operating out of disused warehouses and seedy clubs, it wasn’t on the same scale as his operation, but it was still out there. It was a threat he needed to get shut down before more fighters disappeared down the rabbit hole.
    All of that paled into insignificance, though, the moment the door opened and the woman he’d been waiting for walked through it.
    “Looks like the Moonfound a replacement fighter,” Gage, who stood next to him in