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  Headstrong Prince

  Captured by a Dragon-Shifter: A Qurilixen World Short Novel

  Michelle M. Pillow®

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  Headstrong Prince © Copyright 2017 by Michelle M. Pillow

  First Electronic Printing September 2017, The Raven Books LLC

  ISBN-10: 1-62501-104-0

  ISBN-13: 9781625011046

  Published by The Raven Books LLC

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  This novel is a work of fiction. Any and all characters, events, and places are of the author’s imagination and should not be confused with fact. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or events or places is merely coincidence.

  Michelle M. Pillow® is a registered trademark of The Raven Books LLC

  Contents

  About Headstrong Prince

  Captured by a Dragon-Shifter Series

  Michelle’s Bestselling Series

  Author Updates

  Note from Author

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

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  About Headstrong Prince

  Shape-shifter Romance

  Prince Ivar is a cat-shifting prince from another planet, honor bound to help his people find mates. And he's determined to make this quest to Earth a success. When he crosses paths with the independent human woman, Beth Watson, he finds his world spinning on its axis. There is an undeniable attraction between them, but is pure chemistry enough to overcome intergalactic odds?

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  Captured by a Dragon-Shifter Series

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  Determined Prince

  Rebellious Prince

  Stranded with the Cajun

  Hunted by the Dragon

  Mischievous Prince

  Headstrong Prince

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  Note from Author

  If you’re new to my books, the Dragon Lords are my bestselling futuristic shape-shifter romance series. The stories became reader favorites, and so I wrote things from their enemy’s point of view in a spin-off series for the cat-shifting Lords of the Var®. Then they ventured off into the stars in the series installment Space Lords. Now, I’m time traveling with them back to our time with the series Captured by a Dragon-Shifter, which you are now reading book one of. Don’t worry, I have the series reading order on my website to help you figure it all out, http://michellepillow.com/.

  To those of you not new to my books, readers have emailed asking Dragon Lords cultural questions since the first dragon-shifting prince released years ago. I have teased you with a lot of little hints of how the Draig found brides in “the old days”. Many of you have expressed wanting to climb aboard the space ship and sail away into the future—which would probably take some cryogenic freezing and a lot of icy waiting. Well, before you start packing those sweaters… I don’t want any of you going to that extreme, so I’ve brought your favorite dragon-shifters and cat-shifters to modern-day Earth. They don’t live on our planet, but they have recently started to revisit.

  For Dragon Lords and Lords of the Var® fans, Captured by a Dragon-Shifter is a modern-day prequel series to those first books. They take place long before the princes you know and love ever found their mates, long before The Dragon’s Queen, in a time when the dragon-shifters and cat-shifters actually—wait for it—liked each other and hung out as friends. They also don’t have Galaxy Brides to bring them women. There’s no one left to marry on the planet and things are starting to get desperate.

  Author recommends reading series installments in order of release for the simple fact she likes hiding little tidbits in the books as she goes and it’s more fun that way, though each book can be read as a standalone if you prefer.

  To my new hometown.

  Hotty Toddy!

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  The Square, Oxford, Mississippi

  “Hotty Toddy!” The aggressive battle cry rang out over the plaza, a second time.

  Prince Ivar of the Var immediately tensed as his urge to shift became almost insuppressible. Around him, the natives gravitated toward the man on the balcony who in turn grinned in pride at the frenzy he’d created. “Hotty Toddy!” The noise carried, echoing through the streets.

  Hotty Toddy was not an exclamation Ivar had heard before. Not on his home planet of Qurilixen, at least. Actually, very little about this place reminded him of home.

  Ivar’s senses continued to tingle. On edge and defensive, he turned slowly, putting his back to Prince Finn of the Draig. His shifter hearing focused on the distance for any signs of trouble. He was aware of what humans thought of alien visitors from the movies he’d seen in Earth theaters. The princes were alone. There was no one to help fight off an attack. If planet officials suspected who they were, it could end badly, and they would have to make a run for the secret portal that would take them home.

  The battle cry finally dissipated and nothing more happened.

  “We should leave.” Ivar turned his attention toward t
he balcony.

  The commander stood next to a dining table watching them. He was not dressed as warriors on Ivar’s home world, but he clearly had authority. His cheeks were flushed as if he’d been drinking, never a good thing when a man was in charge of others.

  Ivar reminded himself that he had acted in error and deserved the human reprimand. He had not meant to scare the fragile human child in a pink dress as she pranced across the painted lines on the street, but the girl had tried to grab one of the cross laces holding the sides of his shirt closed. Of course he’d growled at her. She should not have touched him. He glanced back, seeing the father consoling the frightened girl.

  As a cat-shifter, Ivar could either half shift or fully shift into the form of a tiger. If he needed to disrobe quickly, he could, which is why there were cross laces along the sides of his pants and shirt. He did not wish to undress on a public human street.

  “That man must be a commander.” Ivar nodded toward the general on the balcony. He wore a white shirt with large blue flowers on it and short pants. He held a brown bottle in his hand and took frequent drinks from it. “See how he stands above the others surveying the area from a vantage point?”

  “I don’t think that was a threat,” Finn corrected, clearly more curious than worried about this unexplored location. “I see no one coming for us.”

  Finn was Ivar’s only traveling companion on this journey. When the dragon-shifter approached him with the idea to sneak onto Earth without permission from their royal parents, Ivar should have said no. He should say no now and demand they go back before anyone noticed they had left.

  If anything happened, their people would not realize they were gone until it was too late and the portal, their only way home, had closed. As much as he liked Finn, Ivar knew the dragon prince was not known for being responsible. It would be up to Ivar to make sure they both made it back home safely.

  “Still, perhaps we should show respect to the local Earth authorities.” Ivar turned toward the balcony, placed a fist over his heart, and then bowed, urging Finn to do the same.

  The commander laughed and pointed down at them before pushing to his feet and bowing in return.

  “Let us retreat to another section of this town, away from that man’s sight.” Ivar’s words were more of a command than a suggestion. He didn’t wait for Finn to answer before he started to walk.

  Yes, Finn was also a prince, and their sneaking through the portal to Miss-is-sip-pie had been his idea, but the man was not the ideal leader for an expedition of this importance. Dragon-shifters were usually more disciplined than Finn.

  Conversely, Ivar was told that he had a particular drive and discipline which was unnatural for cat-shifters. Headstrong is what his mother called it, which was a much kinder word than what Ivar’s brother, Rafe, used.

  Finn was too enamored with the Earth people to make wise decisions. He spoke of humans like they were simply shifters who could not shift, with a naiveté and vulnerability that made them even more fascinating to behold. Earthlings were like children in the universe, unaware of anything beyond their home. Earth was not the only planet, and humans were not the only alien race nor did they represent the only way to live. Aliens had yet to make first contact with them, and humans still lived securely in the belief that everything centered around them and their needs.

  Besides, Finn rarely took anything seriously, which is why his coming to Ivar with this plan had been such a surprise. Out of all the princes, Finn never acted like he wanted to find a wife. Trips to Earth had been a chance to get into trouble and have adventures away from the prying eyes of their parents and the rest of shifter nobility.

  This trip was different. The plan was to find wives, any wives, and bring the women home before anyone knew the princes were missing. If they could prove they had been well matched by the gods with human women, they could convince the assembly of elders to keep the portals open.

  And that is where things became tricky. To obtain ultimate happiness, a shifter needed to find his true mate. Tonight, they were taking any mate. They would be married to women who were not their true mates, obligated to pretend they had found their destinies. In doing so, they would save the future of their people. The princes would be forever joined in this secret that they’d be forced to carry.

  Ivar never thought Finn would have it in him to make a sacrifice that put his people before himself. If this night went as planned, Ivar’s opinion of the dragon-shifter would be forever changed.

  The Earth town looked familiar insomuch that it was alien constructed and appeared like the ones his people had seen on the transmission waves caught on his home world. No, Earth people called it television, not transmissions.

  The structures were not like those on Ivar’s planet. They were fat and square and squished together. The area centered on a large white building encircled by a road as if to mark its importance by forcing vehicles to drive around it. Across the street on all sides from the showcased building, other structures pressed tightly together with balconies above the walkway, as if to keep those humans below from looking too far past the wares and foods being sold. There was no distant landscape, no fields and forests.

  When the shifters had first started coming to Earth, they tried to blend in with the locals. Ivar had told women he was a drag queen, which he quickly found out wasn’t the best way to secure a bride. His people thought it meant royalty. It also turned out that Earth was diverse and had enough strange fashions and rituals that their native garb barely drew attention.

  Whereas Ivar dressed like a Var, Finn wore a looser tunic style shirt over dark pants and boots common to dragon-shifters. Dragons only half shifted into what looked to be a man-dragon hybrid and did not need to strip out of their clothing. They both carried bags against their hip with thick straps across their chests. Each filled with Earth cash-money, and food rations in case they did not find anything suitable to eat.

  Ivar did not want to be on Earth long. Everything about the planet made him uncomfortable. He looked around, hoping to see a woman he could take home to be his wife. It shouldn’t be too hard to find a female willing to be a princess, even if it was on an alien world.

  Ivar would not be the one to introduce humans to the truth of the universe. The prince simply wanted to find a mate. He would then take her through the portal to his home world to live in the Var palace, and they would never visit this primitive planet ever again.

  Surely the gods would bless him this time. He did his duty. He took care of his family and his people. He’d begged them to bless him. He did everything he was supposed to do.

  If the gods were with them, they’d find their true mates and be home before an hour had passed. He glanced over the crowds, suspiciously watching the locals. The swish of a white skirt caught his attention as a woman disappeared around a corner. He had the urge to follow her but stopped himself.

  Who was he kidding? He wasn’t sure the will of the gods could be heard in a place full of so much noise and clutter.

  There were no women appropriate for mating that he could see. He’d thought the shifter scouts had marked this location as unusable because of the semi-public location of the portal opening when it materialized. In fact, it might have been because every female he could see was either too young or appeared to be wearing a marriage finger shackle.

  Ivar thought of his younger brother. Rafe’s wife, Jenna, came from Earth and the two of them had a stable union. They’d met in a place where humans procured food. If his brother’s happiness were any indication, such a meeting place would be lucky.

  Finn’s brother had found his wife in a tavern. Eve had been on a stage singing bizarre words. She’d also been drunk. Ivar would never question the will of the gods, and they chose Eve to be a princess, but he had come to the conclusion that most tavern women were not looking for mates. Ivar liked Eve well enough but did not want such a handful for his bride.

  “You’re quieter than usual,” Finn said, as they moved d
own the sidewalk away from the town center. The further they walked, the fewer people they saw. Buildings turned into large houses that were set back from the street. “Are you having second thoughts about our mission?”

  “No,” Ivar said without hesitation. “I was thinking that I do not understand why those dragons would choose to defect through the portal to live here permanently.”

  Ivar instantly wished he wouldn’t have broached the subject.

  Finn frowned. “One problem at a time. If we keep the portals open, I plan to find the lost dragons and bring them home. I think I have narrowed down which location they have been using. It is a place called New Orleans. I honestly believe the only reason they left our world was to find brides. I cannot blame them for that. By going through with our plan to prove happiness in marriage is possible, and to regulate travel, we can end future defection.”

  “New Orleans? I am not sure I have been to that portal stop,” Ivar said.