Mated to the Lion M/M Paranormal Romance

Mated to the Lion M/M Paranormal Romance

Status: In Progress

Genre: Gay and Lesbian

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Gay and Lesbian

Summary

Ario Zafar has always scoffed at the idea of fated mates. As a member of one of the largest lion shifter tribes in the country he never was without an admirer or a date or two. When Ario attends a meeting with his father the Pride King to speak to a rival lion shifter tribe about a series of murders that have rocked the shifter community, he to his shock meets his mate, Beck Parker. Afraid of being mated to a big dominant male lion, Ario does everything in his power to avoid Beck. But as the killer draws closer, Ario and Beck end up having to work together and Ario is forced to confront Beck and his feelings.

Book 1 in the Roar Series.
Paranormal Gay Romance.
Original Work.
All Rights Reserved.

Summary

Ario Zafar has always scoffed at the idea of fated mates. As a member of one of the largest lion shifter tribes in the country he never was without an admirer or a date or two. When Ario attends a meeting with his father the Pride King to speak to a rival lion shifter tribe about a series of murders that have rocked the shifter community, he to his shock meets his mate, Beck Parker. Afraid of being mated to a big dominant male lion, Ario does everything in his power to avoid Beck. But as the killer draws closer, Ario and Beck end up having to work together and Ario is forced to confront Beck and his feelings.

Book 1 in the Roar Series.
Paranormal Gay Romance.
Original Work.
All Rights Reserved.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Coffee and Natter

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Submitted: June 19, 2017

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"These damn coffee stains...." Ario scrubbed the espresso machine vigorously. No matter how many times he'd cleaned and polished it he just couldn't manage to remove the last stains from the machine. His friends always chided him about getting a new machine but for some reason he loved this one and just couldn't be parted from it. It had served him well for these last couple years since he opened his coffee shop. Being a lion shifter and second in command to his father Yusif the Pride King, their shifter community, The Zafar Pride, were surprised that he out of all people decided to open up a coffee shop. He guessed they expected him to run a boxing club or something as he had showed an interest in the sport years ago. He did – but that was then and now he had his heart set on a small business, and a coffee shop was as small as they came.

Ario finally gave up on the impossible task of cleaning the machine, he threw the rag in the bucket and stood up. WHACK "arrrrgh...." Ario's head hit the counter side; beyond angry he kicked the bucket away from him and sat down on the nearest stool. His head throbbed and his vision blurred, he really wished he hadn't bothered wasting his time on that darn coffee machine.

He looked around his shop, it was empty which wasn't a surprise; business was always a little slow on Tuesdays, especially at ten in the morning. His main customers were business men and women who came in for a coffee break to get out of the office and stretch their legs. Sometimes he had people come in simply to have a rest and a beverage after a long day of shopping, and it was why he decided to open his business on this street in particular. Almond Street was vibrant and busy with all sorts of shops catered for every type of customer; from clothing to joke shops to even a sex shop at the end; something which he and his friends still sniggered about every time they walked past it. The people of Almond Street were very strange characters though, but they always kept Ario entertained.

Speaking of which; one character in particular that always made Ario laugh – much to their disapproval – was Mr Ahmed, who was currently headed his way. Mr Ahmed owned the café across the street, and ever since Ario opened his shop, Mr Ahmed became his rival. He always complained that Ario's business was taking customers away from his own.

"Hello Mr Ahmed." Ario greeted happily knowing what was coming.

"Don't hello me boy! Have you been stealing my food ideas?" Mr Ahmed asked in a squeaky voice, putting his hands on his hips. He looked like an old aggressive chiwawa with a furry white beard.

Ario inwardly rolled his eyes.

"Relax Mr Ahmed, I run a coffee shop I don't sell meals or savoury snacks..."

"Yes...but you're stealing my customers who want a sit down and a cup of tea, instead they go to you! Mr Ahmed accused. "Don't think I didn't see Mrs Barton come in here earlier, that conniving woman," he added, looking out the window as if he were searching for Mrs Barton on the street.

"That's how businesses are though...you can't expect to be the only one who sells hot beverages around here,"

"What kind of tables are those!?" exclaimed Mr Ahmed, he pointed at Ario's hoop coffee table and ignored what he had said.

"They're in fashion; they are a trend in coffee shops these days..." Ario silently laughed at Mr Ahmed lost expression.

"Trend...fashion..." Mr Ahmed sputtered, "How you young people even get customers these days –"

"Mr Ahmed, there are a couple of kids hanging outside your shop...and they look like trouble," Ario lied, having had enough of their short 'conversation'.

"Is there?" Mr Ahmed yelped, looking across the street. He quickly ran out of Ario's shop and across the street. Ario heard him shouting, "Oi you! Get away from my shop this is a place of eating not an amusement arcade!"

Ario chuckled, shaking his head.

The door to the shop opened again and Ario's friend and partner in crime Marcus Taylor walked in. With light brown hair that was always in a messed state, sea green eyes and his usual red striped tee shirt with pants and braces, Marcus was like a brother to him. They grew up in each other's pockets as his mum Linda used to say, they were always getting into trouble around the shifter community. He was sure some of his father's white hair was because of that.

"Sorry I'm late; Daisy wouldn't shut up about what type of hair she wanted me to do for school," Marcus explained looking frazzled. "Rebecca usually does it but she had to go to work early – Sabina called her...said something about an urgent early client."

Sabina was Ario's middle sister with Aadila being the oldest and Safaa being the youngest. Ario was older than Sabina but younger than Aadila. He and his father were the only male shifters in the family, so they naturally had taken the role of protectors. Sabina owned her own beauty business across town on Persia Drive. Rebecca was one of Marcus' many siblings; she was younger than him and worked as a hair stylist in Sabina's shop. The Taylor's were a part of the Zafar Pride, having moved their family many years ago from Doncaster which was located in the south of Yorkshire to the west in Bradford. Marcus and his family had become part of the Zafar family and had taken active roles in securing the safety of the Zafar Pride and its community.

"It's ok Marcus," Ario replied, he knew how hard it had been for Marcus having had to take the parent role to his younger siblings, as his mum had sadly died a couple of years ago. Ario's heart still ached and tears threatened to spill whenever he thought of her; she had been like a second mother to him.

"Was that Mr Ahmed I just saw running out of the shop and waving his arms frantically at those kids?" Marcus asked as he hung his coat on the peg.

Ario laughed "yea...he came in again to nag at me..."

"It's been what now? The hundredth time in the past two weeks," Marcus shook his head.

"I don't think he's gonna be happy until I move my business elsewhere."

"Nah...just ignore him...so are you ready for the party tomorrow?" Marcus asked, switching on the ice-tea dispenser. "Katherine and Caroline are throwing one for Brian; your father said we can do it back at the hotel."

"Ah...no I forgot about that," Ario smacked his forehead.

Katherine, Caroline and Brian were Ario's other friends; Caroline had called him the other day and said Brian had returned from his travels across the world. It had surprised everyone when Brian had made a return to the shifter community the day before; especially when no one had expected him to return for another year. Brian had left with his girlfriend Emma, but Caroline told Ario that apparently they had broken up along the way and Emma had returned to her Pride up in Scotland. So Brian didn't want to travel anymore, Caroline suspected he was nursing a broken-heart. Ario was excited to see Brian again and get all the details and adventures he had gone on. Ario and Marcus had hardly stepped out of Yorkshire. It just weren't possible to go on long journeys away from home and pride when you were relied upon for protection. The furthest he and Marcus had been was to Manchester and even that was strictly business related.

"The girls don't need any help do they?" Ario asked. He worried between his business and Pride he had little time these days to do any extra 'activities'. He even had to cancel his date with a cute local shifter girl he had chased after for ages, because he was too busy.

"No but Katherine said she wanted you to come in early and help her decorate, make it more party like."

"Good, cause I can't even think about the party yet – not before tonight is over anyway." Ario sat down on the chair and took a sip of the tea he had made earlier which had become cold by now. "Eurgh..." he grimaced and pushed the mug away from him.

"What's tonight?" Marcus asked behind the counter.

Ario sighed, "Don't you remember? My father has set up a meeting with the Parker Pride in Manchester."

His father's announcement had been a surprise to everyone not just Ario, there were more than a few shifters who had doubts about the meeting; mainly because the Zafar Pride and Parker Pride had been rivals for centuries. Like the Zafars', the Parker Pride – who were based in Wolverhampton was one of the oldest of lion shifter tribes in the United Kingdom. Ario didn't know why there was so much rivalry when lion shifters across the country tried to keep peace and live harmoniously, even trading with each other – but the Parker Pride had always viewed the Zafars' as 'too soft' and in return Ario's people had viewed the Parkers' as 'too arrogant'.

No matter how reluctant everyone was though – the meeting was very much needed, his father had stressed. The Parker Pride King – Geoff, had called his father and reported that there were three murders that had happened near Wolverhampton, and they all seemed to have targeted lion shifters in particular. So the meeting was set up to form an alliance in the hope together they could figure out who the serial killer was before they striked again.

"Oh yea...that one," Marcus mumbled. "Damn...still no closer to finding the killer then?"

"No – and my father is hopeful this meeting is what's gonna do it, y'know the whole two minds better than one thing..."

"Yea...but...working with those jerks." Marcus grunted.

"Have you met them?" Ario asked.

"No, but my mum used to talk about how the Parker Pride were a strict tribe – very military like." Marcus made marching motions with his arms.

Ario grinned just as the shop door opened and a few customers walked in, Marcus went to serve them.

Back to work before the journey to Manchester Ario thought – his lion stirred suddenly with a feeling of dread. 


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