Her Tiger Billionaire (Supernatural Billionaire Mates 2)

’t resist going animal and joining his non-shifting kind to frolic and socialize.

Sven scratched the desk in his office. His fingertips transformed into sharp claws. This urge, he lamented, was overwhelming. He could fly to one of many properties he owned around the world to shift, but what he really wanted was Annalise. Her scent that he had memorized all too well was driving him insane. His tiger part wanted, no, needed, to get to know her in the flesh.

He bolted from his seat, trembling. This was too much to bear.

Too much…

He checked on his watch. Only ten-thirty. There was plenty of time before Annalise came home. He needed to be around her scent when he transformed. Their bedroom was full of her intoxicating aroma.

Sven made up his mind. A few hours transforming should be enough until he put his business in order and told her the truth.

He hoped it would be.

Annalise parked her car in the building garage sloppily. She didn’t care. A thousand things ran through her brain. She had tried calling Sven on his cell, but it went unanswered. Itt made her worry. Sven was very anal about this type of thing, especially a call from her.

The hospital had contacted her earlier, letting her know that Robby was miraculously awake. She hurried to leave the office to visit him. Her little brother was in and out when she was there. The doctor said it would take time for Robby to fully awaken as his injured brain was slowly healing. Annalise tried to call Sven to tell him the good news but couldn’t get ahold of him. Curious, Annalise rang his secretary. She said that Sven wasn’t feeling well and had left early. Annalise tried Sebastian next, to confirm that Sven was home. Sebastian said that Sven was in his inner sanctum and didn’t want to be disturbed. Annalise decided to go home to see what was going on.

Was Sven sick?

Sven was the fittest man she’d ever met. And for him to suddenly be sick was mind-boggling.

However, she had noticed that Sven had been restless lately. He was also insanely horny, not that she minded. They had been at it constantly, fucking each other’s brains out like a pair of crazed rabbits. When he wasn’t busy coaxing her to lose her panties, he worked like a maniac.

Sven had seemed fine that morning. So why he wasn’t feeling well now?

Sebastian opened the door for her, seeming surprised to see her. “Madam. You’re home early.”

“Is Sven home?” Annalise breezed past him and strode to the inner sanctum.

Sebastian trailed behind her. “Mister Torvik is home but he does not wish to be disturbed.”

“Is he sick?”

“I couldn’t… I’m not sure. Madam.” Sebastian halted her. “Mister Torvik truly wishes for his privacy.”

Annalise frowned. “Are you telling me I can’t check on my own husband?”

“No, of course not. I wouldn’t dare.”

“Then step aside.”

Sebastian bowed his head, yielding.

Annalise put in the passcode and yanked the door open. What’s up with this privacy bullshit? Everybody was acting strangely today. “Sven?” she called. “Are you okay?”

No answer.

She checked their bedroom. It was empty. The adjoining door to his study was ajar. She was halfway to opening it when something she saw made her blood run cold.

There was a huge creature standing next to Sven’s desk and it looked…strange. It was a man, but not quite a man either. It was part-man and part-beast. Its upper body was a large animal. Its lower body was a man. It wore Sven’s trousers and shoes. It growled and heaved as it slowly transformed completely into a…tiger.

What was this?

Sven wasn’t a human?

He was a tiger?

How…