Jax: A 'Not-Quite' Puma Love Story: The 'Not-Quite' Love Story Series, #4

By Julia Mills

Let this short story make you giggle, swoon, and wanna find out the mystery of love!

 

Things are always as the seem, sometimes they are so much better!

 

Being related to royalty has presented its problems, but everything was manageable, at least before retired Marine Jax Montgomery found himself at the bottom of a ravine with a broken leg and a bruised ego.   

 

After two tours in Afghanistan and learning that people grow feathers, wings, and fur, Jax was sure nothing could surprise him, but things are about to get a whole lot 'hairier.' He was sure he had the tiger by the tail, but it seems pumas are a whole lot harder to catch.

 

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XOXO, Julia

• Language: English
• Publisher: Julia Mills
• Release date: Jun 12, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223068969

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Jax

Copyright © 2015 Julia Mills

All Rights Reserved.

This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictional manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

NOTICE: This is an adult erotic paranormal romance with love scenes and mature situations. It is only intended for adult readers over the age of 18.

Edited by Lisa Miller with Angel Editing Services

Cover by Linda Boulanger with Tell Tale Book Covers

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CONTENTS

Sometimes love just jumps up and knocks you on your ass…

Epilogue

About Julia

Also by Julia Mills

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SOMETIMES LOVE JUST JUMPS UP AND KNOCKS YOU ON YOUR ASS…

O h, my God, Jax! What happened? Are you okay? Phoebe screamed as she entered the clinic.

Yeah, I’m fine, I grumbled, more embarrassed than hurting at the moment. I was still trying to figure out how I’d made it through two tours in Afghanistan and protected some of the most hated Heads of State without so much as a scratch, only to be taken down by a…well, I don’t really know what the hell hit me from behind. But I knew it had fur and a tail, and I was damned sure gonna find out the finer details as soon as they let me out of my bed.

"Are you sure? When Grant’s guards told me they’d found you unconscious in a gulley, I freaked! I just knew there had to be some mistake. You never get hurt. You’re the most sure-footed person I know. What happened? Tell me."

"Are you gonna take a breath so I can answer at least one of your questions?" Yeah, I was being an asshole. It wasn’t Phoebe’s fault I’d busted my ass, but my pride was wounded and thankfully, she knew me well enough not to take my nastiness personally. Her cocked eyebrow and the way she rolled her eyes said if I hadn’t been lying on a stretcher in the clinic she’d have kicked my butt, or given it her best try. For the first time since waking up on a gurney feeling like a fool, I smiled.

My adopted sister gave me the hurry up sign, so I told my story as quickly as I could. "As for what happened, I seriously have no clue, Sis. I was walking on the far side of the Pride’s lands, heading to the bluffs, when I heard something or someone whining in the direction of the forest."

Living with a pride of Feline shifters can really change your perspective on somethings versus someones. I’ll explain in just a minute.

It sounded like they were hurt and in pain, so I headed that way. Swatches of light brown fur were mixed in with a humongous mess of brambles and thorns. It looked like the poor cat was stuck tight, and from the way it was squirming around in there, he/she was just making a bad situation worse. I hollered out for it to stay still so I could run and get some help. Leaving the poor thing all hung up like that sucked, but I had nothing but my little pocket knife with me. I hadn’t planned on doing anything other than sitting on the cliffs and watching the tide come in.

Something you’ve been doing a lot of lately, Phoebe grumbled under her breath.

Hurrying on, trying to avoid lecture two hundred and thirty-two concerning my lack of participation in the activities of the Pride Leòmhann, I went on. I took off running towards the castle to get help. I’d made it less than a quarter of a mile when something that felt like a fur covered rocket hit me in the back of the knees. I caught a flash of tan fur as my feet were flying over my head in the only back aerial I’ve ever performed in my life. The last thing I saw before my head made contact with a small boulder was the dark tip of a big cat’s tail. When I woke up, I was here with the doc over there poking and prodding my head and leg. She says my leg’s broken, so I’ll be sporting a cast for about a month, and I have a few stitches here and there, but I’m fine.

Phoebe was biting her bottom lip, and I knew from the look in her eyes she was scared but trying to hide it. Her hand shook as she wrapped two fingers around my much larger index finger and squeezed. It was something she’d been doing since we were kids trying to survive one foster home after another. I saw tears in her eyes and knew it was time to make a joke. I can handle anything and I mean anything—land