Chapter 29
Elanora tapped her long, manicured fingernails on the edge of the stone table. She didn’t shift much these days, so she could afford to decorate her nails and wear outfits that didn’t facilitate shape-shifting. She was the upcoming alpha of the wild cat clan. And regardless of all the myths about how they were required to shift and run often or risk losing their wild instincts, her kind didn’t need to.
She liked her human appearance—wild, long black hair, striking dark eyes, and tall with curves that could stir the loin of any human male she came across. She chuckled, thinking about humans and the myths they believed in. When there wasn’t much information available, people tended to rely on whatever information they had, she supposed—legend, folklore, fairy tales, and rumor.
