My Parents Are Wereleopards
Thank you, Lisa for inviting me. Unfortunately, Major Steve Taylor of the Supernatural Special Forces demanded I allow him to explain how he learned his family was different. He had the nerve to say, “You know I love you, but face it, LJ, you’re a human norm and we aren’t. Readers want to know about us.” So, here’s Steve, who is in all three of books released.
My name is Steve. Understand, it’s only with thirty plus years I can look back on this event without cringing. LJ thinks it’s funny and laughed. I didn’t and only now can chuckle about the experience. You’ll see why.
My parents own a ranch in the mountains of Wyoming. My first memory of them was that they weren’t normal. That’s putting it mildly. I was about three. One night, they put to bed earlier than normal. Curious, I sneaked down the stairs. Actually, I slid down the banister, which is why they didn’t hear me. The fourth step from the bottom squeaks. I later figured out they kept it like that so they’d hear me or my siblings sneaking out at night or someone breaking in.
Once downstairs, I hid in my dad’s office just off the living room, lay down on the floor, and peeked out the door. My folks came out of the kitchen, checked around, then laughed and suddenly shimmered. One second I was looking at my parents, the next I was facing two leopards.
I screamed and wet myself.
At my scream, two leopards turned and stared the door, teeth bared. I charged up the stairs to my bedroom and locked the door. After all, my parents were monsters. By the time they’d changed back, all that was left of my visit was a puddle of cooling pee and a series of small damp footprints on the stairs.
They had a key to my door and unlocked it. Thankfully, they looked like Mom and Dad and were both dressed. That was when they told me what we were—wereleopards. We changed by magic. We didn’t have to get down on all fours and grunt like in the movies. We could change whenever we wanted.
That was my introduction into how my family is different from most. In my defense, I was three and the folks hadn’t thought I needed to know. Now, I ask you, is this the type of thing you keep a secret? They should have known better. My dad isn’t just the Felix of our leap, but of every werecat leap on Earth. I was their oldest, so they learned with me. When my sisters came along, the folks were wiser and didn’t shield them.
You can read about me as an adult in WARRIOR’S RISE, DRAGON CHILD, and ABSOLUTION.
Bio: Bestselling author, LJ DeLeon is an Army brat and a world-traveled former CIA Intelligence Analyst who has seen enough of this world to appreciate other worlds. Working for the CIA was great training for writing fantasy, paranormal, and futuristic romance–and understanding the warrior mentality–amazing how real life and fiction overlap. Honor: the ultimate seduction.
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