He’s a man who’s used to getting what he wants, but she’s not the type of woman to take things lying down.…
Born into a world of crime, Mitya Amurov has had a hard life, and his leopard has developed into a feral beast to protect him. It’s constantly trying to claw its way to the surface, until a chance encounter with a stranger instantly calms the predator inside him. While Mitya wants Ania desperately, it’s only a matter of time before his past catches up with him, and he’d rather die than put her in danger. But Ania is dealing with dangers of her own.…
Considering her family’s history, Ania Dover should know better than to get mixed up with a criminal like Mitya, but she just can’t stay away. Something wild in her responds to his presence. A need so strong it scares her. But she’s not sure she can accept what he’s offering. Ania has always been an independent woman, and Mitya expects to be obeyed in all things.
Even with her body calling out for his, Ania won’t let anything stop her from settling a deadly score years in the making—not even the man who wants to claim her as his mate.
“The queen of paranormal romance.…I love everything [Feehan] does.”—#1 New York Times bestselling author J. R. Ward
About the Author
Christine Feehan is the New York Times bestselling author of many novels, including the Carpathian series, the GhostWalker series, the Leopard series, the Shadow Riders series, and the Torpedo Ink series.
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Mitya Amurov stared out at the drops of rain running down the window. The town car had tinted glass, adding to the darkness, but it was more his sullen mood that kept him from seeing anything but the endless rain. His body hurt all the time. The bullets had torn into him; not only him, but his leopard as well, nearly killing both of them. He wished they had succeeded.
It wasn't the first time he'd been shot, but the experience had left him doing physical therapy and working out harder than ever to recover-for what, he didn't know. His leopard, always cruel, always clawing for freedom, had become nearly impossible to control. Or it was possible Mitya was just plain tired out from fighting every day of his life to keep his leopard under control. He honestly didn't know or care which it was. He'd gone past the time of hope for any kind of life.
He knew what he was. He'd known from the time he was born, and his leopard had made him aware of what was in store for him. He'd grown up a criminal. A man who hurt others. A man who destroyed the lives of others. A man who killed. That was who and what he was, and no matter how hard he tried to climb out of that world of blood and treachery, there was no getting out. Never. He didn't have much to live for.
His leopard leapt for the surface, clawing and raking, trying to take him over. As Mitya fought back to stay in control, he thought the cat had responded to his morose thoughts. But then the leopard swung around so abruptly, Mitya's body did as well. He saw headlights beaming from the side of the road.
"Stop. Miron, stop."
His driver instantly hit the brakes. Ahead of them, the car in front did the same. The one behind them did as well.
"Turn around and go back to that car, the one on the side of the road."
They were on a fairly deserted road, one that led to the country home where he resided. It was in the hills above San Antonio, a beautiful estate where he could run his leopard without too much fear of accidentally running into a human being.
"Mitya," Sevastyan cautioned. "What are you doing?" He turned his head to stare out into the darkness at the car. Headlights prevented any of them from actually seeing and identifying the vehicle. His hand slid to his gun, and he sent a quick hand signal to the others in the car to do the same and then spoke into his radio to ensure the other two cars filled with security were ready for anything.
Mitya didn't answer, but the moment the car was parallel with the parked one, he opened his door before Sevastyan, his cousin and bodyguard, could stop him. A woman stood beside the rear of the car, one hand on a tire. The rain poured down on her, but she stood unbending in it, watching him come to her.
The closer he got to the woman, the crazier his leopard acted. Mitya was no longer a young man. Midthirties had caught up with him and he had lived a thousand lifetimes in each of those years, all of them with his leopard, and he didn't recognize this behavior. The cat was still clawing at him, still trying for supremacy, but not in his usual aggressive, "out for blood and mayhem and the taste of human flesh" manner. No, this time he felt almost playful.
Playful? His leopard? There was no time; even in childhood, his leopard had never felt playful. They had a relationship, a tight one, and his leopard guarded him as carefully as Mitya watched over his leopard, but that hadn't ever included play.
He was vaguely aware of his bodyguards rushing to surround him, of the furious set to Sevastyan's shoulders that indicated Mitya was in for another one of his cousin's lectures, but he didn't care. He was too busy drinking in the sight of the woman standing there in the rain.
She was on the small side, not at all one of the many tall, svelte models he often fantasized about. He wouldn't be doing that ever again. She wore a suit, a flared skirt that showed off her shapely legs and a short jacket that seemed to shape her waist, ribs and the curve of her breasts to perfection. All white. Not off-color or ivory, but actual white. The buttons were startling in that they were dark and shaped into cars. They made one want to look closer-which he found he didn't mind doing in the least.
She looked vaguely familiar to him, but he knew if he'd ever met her, he would have remembered her. As he got closer to her, he realized the skirt and jacket had images of cars pressed into the material, so the fabric looked embossed. Her boots were the same dark color as the unusual buttons.
Her hair was thick and dark, a glossy pelt shining in the flashlights playing over her. Her eyes were large and for a moment shone back at them almost red, but she blinked several times. Enough that he barked an order to his men.
"Stop shining the light in her face." He was already taking the heavy tire out from under her hand where she steadied it. "You will get dirty. Already you are soaked from the rain."
"Thank you for stopping, but really, it isn't necessary. I have changed tires before."
Her voice made his gut clench hotly. Hell, even his cock reacted. It was the way she sounded. Husky. Like sin in the night. Whispers between two lovers. He wasn't a good talker under the best of circumstances. If she needed someone killed, he was her man, but trying to sound suave and sophisticated was far beyond any ability he had.
Balancing the tire upright, he removed his suit jacket with one hand and tossed it to one of his bodyguards. He didn't even glance up to see who it was. He indicated her car or his. "You should get out of the rain." He tried not to sound like it was an order, but he'd been giving orders for a very long time, so he was pretty certain by the expression on her face that it had come out that way. She looked more amused than angry. Maybe a little confused. "To stay warm," he added gruffly, and turned abruptly away from her.
"Boss," Sevastyan hissed. "Miron can't drive worth shit, but he can change a fuckin' tire. Miron, get over here."
"I can change her tire for her," Mitya snapped, embarrassed that she might think he couldn't. He wanted to stare at her for the rest of the night. He wanted his leopard to keep up the strange behavior. He sensed that this woman, in some way, calmed the dangerous predator in him, and having that respite, if only for a few moments, after a lifetime of sheer hell, was a miracle.
The woman's gaze jumped to Miron and a small smile briefly curved her mouth, drawing his attention to it. She had the kind of mouth he'd fantasized over. Leopards were oral creatures, and he instantly became fixated on that perfect bow. He wanted her lips stretched around his cock, those enormous eyes looking right into his. The predator in his leopard might have turned playful, but that trait in him leapt to the forefront. He wanted to taste her. Bury himself in her. Claim her. Every possessive, jealous trait he hadn't known he had leapt to the forefront.
"I've got it, boss," Miron said and removed the tire from under his hand.
Mitya gestured toward his town car. She hesitated, looking at the force of men surrounding them. Sevastyan, thankfully, had put his gun away. Vikenti and his brother Zinoviy hovered close, but both had also concealed their weapons. The brothers were large and looked exactly like what they were, as did Miron. Sevastyan appeared more civilized than all of them. None seemed as intimidating as Mitya. He looked to be a dangerous man. He carried himself that way without thinking about it. When one had been shaped into a weapon from birth, it didn't go away until one died.
"I'm Mitya Amurov," he said.
Again she hesitated, as if perhaps she'd heard of him. If that were so, he wouldn't have been surprised. It was no secret he'd been shot. The news articles had a field day speculating whether or not he was part of a much larger crime family-and they would have been correct. Or at least, correct as they knew it.
Mitya held the door while Vikenti stupidly held the umbrella over him instead of the woman. He snapped at the man in Russian. "Her, Vikenti, be a gentleman."
Vikenti immediately shoved the umbrella over her head, and she sent Mitya a smile that tightened his belly and put steel in his cock. She was beautiful. Truly beautiful. Up close he could see her skin. It looked so soft he longed to touch it. Her lashes were long and thick, and in the lights spilling from both cars' headlights, even in the rain, her eyes looked more violet than blue. She stepped past Mitya and slid gracefully onto the heated leather seats.
Mitya was certain he detected a little sigh of pleasure when the warmth in the car enveloped her. Before he slipped in with her, he glared at his bodyguards, warning them off. Again, Sevastyan didn't like it, but he nodded curtly. There was going to be another lecture, and Mitya knew he deserved it, but it didn't matter. He needed this. His leopard needed it. It wasn't like this was going to happen ever again, so he was taking it while he could, and consequences be damned. He took his jacket back, slid in beside her and slammed the door closed.
"Your bodyguards aren't going to be very happy with you," she said softly.
She smelled of rain. Of some exotic, spicy flower he couldn't name. She'd been to a restaurant, and she'd been there with a man. He could smell the various scents on her. His leopard didn't like that any more than he did, but he consoled himself with the fact that she had driven home alone. Due to his counterpart, he had an acute sense of smell, and he couldn't detect the faintest scent of sex on her.
"They are bossy," he agreed, deciding it best to just admit he had bodyguards. He was surrounded by them. There was no denying it. "I'm sorry I don't have a towel, but you can use my jacket. That might help."
"I don't want to get it wet." A little shiver went through her in spite of the warmth of the car.
He slipped his jacket around her. "No worries." That was it. The extent of what he had to say. He just fell silent and tried not to stare, feeling as silly as his killer leopard had become.
"I'm Ania," she said. "It's nice to meet you. May I call you Mitya?"
"Yes, yes, of course." He was grateful Sevastyan wasn't in the vehicle with them. She had a Russian name and pronounced it with the faintest of Russian accents. His cousin would be immediately suspicious she was an assassin come to kill him. He wouldn't have minded so much. His cat was content, and at that moment, so was he. It would have been a good moment to go out.
"I really do know how to change a tire," she said, "but it was miserable out there and I do love this outfit. It would have gotten ruined." Her fingers made a neat crease in the material and then folded it through her fingers as if she might be nervous.
It was a small gesture, but Mitya was trained in noticing the smallest reaction in those he interrogated, so reading her was easy. She was nervous being alone in the car with him.
"Why did you trust me enough to get into this vehicle with me?" he asked, his hand settling gently over hers to still her restless fingers. The silk of her skin was there. In spite of the cold, her touch made him warm all over. She didn't pull her hand out from under his.
"You were nice enough to stop for me," she replied. "No one else did, not that there were many people driving by tonight."
"Where are you heading?"
She turned her head to stare directly into his eyes. He had the feeling he was being studied. He didn't look harmless. If anything, he looked like the very devil. He didn't have a reassuring smile he could send her. If he tried to smile, she'd probably leap from the car in fear. The best he had was the truth.
"Please don't think you have to answer that. It was thoughtless of me to even ask. I'm not used to talking to women."
Her eyebrow went up, lending her the most adorable expression he'd ever seen on a woman. She turned in the seat toward him, continuing to study him feature by feature. Her gaze drifted over the angles and planes of his face, noting every scar. His eyes were darker than most of the Amur leopards. Many had lighter blue-green eyes. His were a darker blue-green, almost a dark cyan. When he shifted, his eyes blended with the darker rosettes in his long, thick fur.
"I would expect that women fawn over you."
He didn't deny what was true. He'd always had his choice of women. "Only because they believe I am someone exciting or that I have money."
"Exciting? You mean as in dangerous?" She gestured toward the bodyguards. "Or famous. Should I know you? Your name sounds familiar."
He sighed. He was tired. Too tired. His body hurt so fucking badly he wanted to stab himself through the heart and get it over with. He was a shifter, and he didn't take pain pills. If he was out of it, his leopard could escape and kill someone. He leaned back on the seat, enjoying the fact that she sat close and his leopard was satisfied just with her near. He was as well.
"I'm no one special, Ania. These women, once they learn this, no longer fawn." He kept his smile to himself. One small trace of his leopard and those women were running for their lives. None wanted him. They wanted what he had. Or what they perceived he had-which was nothing of real value. His cousin Fyodor had something valuable with his wife, Evangeline. Timur, another cousin, had it with his woman, Ashe. He could offer a woman danger. Bullets. Death. He could offer her . . . him. He was no prize. He never would be.
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If you're expecting an edge of seat excitement par to Christine Feehan 's normal, get ready to be disappointed. Great action when it was there , but the sex scenes way out weighted the plot and action. I was extremely disappointed and will admit this was not one of her best. I have every novel from every series, and normally re-read each one several times; this one I could of done without. I will admit that I enjoyed that she included past and previous characters, which helped the storyline and plot. I would of liked more plot and action than sex scenes or at least equal amounts.
There were three plots running consecutively. Some criminal force trying to eliminate all of Ania Dover's family for a misappropriated jornal. Mitya's father Lazar was near by plotting to kill Mitya. An unknown entity was trying to start a criminal war among the alliance. There was too much going on at the same time. And you couldn't figure out who was doing what and when. Throw a female leopard in heat and lots of sex and you have another Feehan Leopard book.
Can their past prevent them from taking the risk of having a life together? A chance meeting on a quiet private road one night their Leopards connected. Mitya could not fight his feelings and his Leopard had a sense of calm he had never known. Ania was drawn to Mitya as well but feared the danger in his Leopard. Her young Leopard had yet to come out, now she feared what Mytias Leopard could do to her. Both Mytia and Ania has a past that they were dealing with. They could not fight the draw they had for each other. Using both their skills and determination the help of the family alliance they were able to face their enemies. She is strong a determined to take care of things on her own. He is not one to let her risk her safety for anything....they mist find a compromise to make this work. Mitya and Ania will take you on a wild Leopard ride!! #Christine Feehan # Leopard Series# Leopards Wrath..
I am never disappointed by a Christine Feehan book, and this one is no exception. This is Mitya's story. I've always liked his character in the Leopard series and it was great to finally read his story. He finally meets his woman, Ania. She is a great character. She is strong and independent and that makes her a perfect match for the alpha Mitya. She can handle a car like nobody's business and she is a sniper! There is lots of action adventure but the reader never doubts Mitya's love and loyalty to Ania, or hers to him. That's one of the things I like best about Ms. Feehans book, the happily ever after... now I have to wait again for her next book! Thanks to NetGalley and the publisher for this fantastic book!
Mitya was raised to be a killer. He lived with abuse and pain. He knew his leopard was close to being out of control. He had been shot protecting his cousin, and at times wished he hadn’t survived. He had left the lair of his vicious father and knew that his father and his lieutenants would be coming to attempt to kill him. No one left the lair and survived. He was of an age that with his upbringing and his leopard tearing at him, he knew he was close to leaving this world one way or another. Ania is plotting revenge. She lost her grandparents and mother when they were run off the road in a coordinated attack years before. Then her father was shot, and his life was never the same. She knew he was getting weaker and would soon pass away. She had been raised to drive fast cars and work in the family business. However, she focused only on bringing down the people who had destroyed her family. On a cold rainy day, Mitya passes by Ania as she stands by her car, changing the tire. His leopard begins to act very strangely and Mitya returns to Ania’s vehicle and his crew changes her tire while she seeks shelter in his car. His leopard is relaxed and playful, something that has never happened before. Both Mitya and Ania are attracted to each other but try to stay away from each other. Neither is in a position for love. But they are drawn to each other more and more. Their leopards are mates. But can they, as humans, find peace, and love? Danger surrounds them both. As they work together, they wonder. Do they have the same enemies? Who is behind all the attacks? Plan to spend your night reading as love and danger collide!
4.25 stars-- LEOPARD’S WRATH is the eleventh instalment in Christine Feehan’s contemporary, adult LEOPARDS paranormal, erotic, romance series focusing on a group of Leopard shifters. This is Russian leopard shifter and businessman Mitya Amurov, and Anja Dover’s story line. LEOPARD’S WRATH can be read as a stand alone without any difficulty. Any important information from the previous story lines is revealed where necessary but I recommend reading the series in order for backstory, history and cohesion. NOTE: LEOPARD’S WRATH contains scenes of graphic violence and implied abuse, including memories and retelling of events as well as spanking and discipline, that may not be suitable for more sensitive readers. Told from dual third person perspectives (Ania and Mitya) LEOPARD’S WRATH follows the building relationship between Russian leopard shifter Mitya Amurov, and Anja Dover. MItya Amurov found Ania Dover stranded on the side of the road not realizing that Ania was his intended mate, a female leopard shifter who lived on the neighboring estate. About to enter into the Han Vol Dan, the female leopard shifter’s first fertile period, Ania is caught unaware as she struggles with her father’s declining health, and staying one step ahead of the people who have targeted her and her family for execution. But all is not well in the world of the Leopard shifter, as more than one family has been targeted by someone intent on destroying them all. What ensues is the building relationship between Ania and Mitya, and the potential fall-out as secrets and lies, and the struggle for power threaten everyone in Ania and Mitya’s circles. Ania Dover comes from a long line of leopard shifters who have worked on the periphery of organized crime. A car enthusiast and lover of speed, Ania is more than capable of holding her own when it comes to getting out of harm’s way but Ania is unprepared for the emotional and physical needs of her leopard, and finds herself in situations where she has very little control. Mitya Amurov never thought he would find someone to love especially in the wake of his violent lifestyle and the abuse he suffered as a child but meeting Ania Dover meant the possibility of his own happily ever after if not for the threats against his life by the leopard that is his sire. The relationship between Ania and Mitya is one of immediate attraction fated by DNA, need and the Han Vol Dan. Mitya Amurov, like all male leopard shifters, is a possessive and controlling man, and is aware that Ania is about to enter into her time of need, a time when every male shifter will target the woman he loves, to make her their own. Ania will become the recipient of many offers as she approaches the Han Vol Dan. Ania struggles with her attraction to Mitya, a man she knows to be dangerous and dark but her father’s rapid decline in health meant Mitya is the man to step up and help the dying shifter in his final hours. The $ex scenes are passionate, erotic, and intense. There are some scenes of spanking and discipline . LEOPARD’S WRATH is a story of family, betrayal, power and revenge; a story of grief, loss, threats and control. The action packed premise is entertaining, engaging and emotional; the characters are colorful, energetic and dynamic; the romance is spicy, sensual and hot. LEOPARD’S WRATH and the Leopard Series will open up your imagination to the wonders of the paranormal.
If you read Christine Feehan your aware her books are erotica with suspense, in the paranormal element. They all tend to have a darkness to them, this one included, because they deal with real elements in life, but all wrapped in family. The light, that always shines through to guide you during the darkness. This one had a mystery, I love those, and we still don't know who the new player is in town, but she sure got me hook line and sinker with the mystery!! Mitya doesn't move me, but Ania was awesome. So if she can accept him, then I must be missing something. Their story was action packed, intense (and I am not just talking the sex) and yet there was softness to give you hope. This line from Ania choked me up in its depth and its simplicity. **" I knew I had to do it to save us, but I didn't know he would take a piece of me with him when he died" ** Sigh. Thank you Christine Feehan thank you Berkley for the arc. I voluntarily leave my thoughts and opinions, all which were unsolicited.
Not a bad entry, not a great one. I enjoyed the story, but was dissatisfied with the resolution of the long running Russian big bad. Felt it was too quickly done after the extreme build up. The introduction of another unseen big bad felt forced and unnecessary. I don’t think there was too much sex, come on she writes sex scenes and anyone who reads her books knows what you’re getting. The real problem is that the scenes interrupt the natural flow of the story. Just when it seems like the story should move ahead, bam several pages of sex. Got tiresome quick. Loved the bakery and Emmalime and Ashe in the book. This is one I most likely won’t read again, until I’ve read several others.
I honestly don't know how I've been so oblivious to how freaking good Christine Feehan's books are. Leopard's Wrath was incredibly hot, suspenseful, and unputdownable! Mitya was a man used to getting what he wanted, who he wanted, when he wanted. His leopard was a barely controlled feral beast and the chances of him finding happiness were slim to none. When he meets Ania, he realizes that she's the only one who quiets his animal, giving him a feeling of peace he's never had. It doesn't hurt that she's drop-dead gorgeous with a kind and generous heart. While he worries about introducing her to the precarious and dangerous life he leads, she's got an agenda of her own. He tries to keep her safe while she constantly throws herself in danger. Used to having his orders obeyed, she's giving him a fight. Together, these two were a battle of wits, motives, and souls. They were perfection! Between Mitya's dirty and delicious mouth, his need for dominance, his overt sexuality, his prowess in the bedroom (or backseat of a car), and his overall awesomeness, I easily fell in love with this story. I loved every time he butt heads with Ania's stand for independence, how capable he was in battle, and how deeply he cared for her and those closest to him. After learning so much about these leopard's and their lives, I can't wait to read more about them!
Buckle up! This new addition to the Leopard Series takes you on quite a ride! My heart goes out to Mitya for the horrific life he had, he struggled to survive. And to Ania for the loving family that empowered her and was torn away from her, set her on a path of revenge. This story brings home all I love about paranormal romance especially in a Series. Leopard shifters are passionate and the attraction is strong and erotic, but its beautifully written through these characters that so much more is needed for a relationship to make both partners happy. Both characters had completely opposite upbringings. His making him develop skills of control dominance, his word is law. Her's was caring with inclusion, the feeling of importance, a part of decisions and knowing her self worth. Loved how the differences between them add to their struggle to bond and find their balance. Yet the strengths they got from those lives actually help them grow, heal them and bring respect and peace between them as love grabs hold, and defeat those out to destroy them. Along with their internal struggles there are whoppers of external dangers bent on blocking these two from strengthening their bond, action, attacks and battles bombard them around every turn. Lazar, Mitya’s father is coming, out for blood because of his son’s and Nephew’s treachery to him and the Bratya. We know this from previous books, but recapped very well. But besides this threat, those who killed Ania’s family, the search for a notebook, those attacking her and her family home, reveal another threat, possibly far more dangerous than the enemy you know, is coming to the Coalition. The alliance Drake Donovan has formed, is under attack, its threatening alliances, trust, and exposes that there is an enemy hidden in plain sight among them, challenging them with ghosts of enemies past. However, attempts to weaken the coalition may have resulted in strengthening it among the members and I’m excited to see them work together to ferret out this new enemy in future books and what it will add to story lines. By the acceptance of love. Relying on loyalty of family and bridging the trust to allies, when once thought a sign of weakness, brings Mitya victory against Lazar. Leopard's Wrath is a reread keeper, and because Christine write such amazing secondary characters, Ania realizes has gained new family and friends, who will help her navigate her new life, Mitya knows his family has his back and it’s good to be cautiously open to new friends...already looking forward to Leopard's Rage and who wins Sevastyan's heart
My review of Leopard's Wrath: A passionate, exciting, and sexy read! Action packed, suspense, tested loyalties and new enemies rise! I enjoyed the relationship between Mitya, and Ania. She's already part of the world of the Leopards. Ania's a confident, worldly woman of means, from a loving family. Mitya comes from a abusive family that's never known love. Ania gives him what he needs to slowly balance him out. Moody, dominate, but loving male! Mitya and those he loves are in danger from his father Lazar Amurov. While preparing for an attack, someone is trying to start a war between the Crime Families. Ania's family, who are Transporters for Criminal families have been set up, and slowly have been killed because Ania's grandfather held onto a delivery which is a book with so called evidence against Jake Bannaconni, Drake Donovan, and Joshua Tregre. Someone from their pass is coming for them, and trying to destroy them from within by taking down their coalition that keeps the criminal world in check. Traitors are already inside, loyalties will be tested! I'm looking forward to reading Leopard’s Rage, which is Sevastyan’s story, Release Date: November 3, 2020.
Leopard’s Wrath by Christine Feehan Leopard Novel #12 Release Date 11/05/2019 Review by SKO Mitya Amurov grew up under most horrific circumstances to say the least. His father Lazar was an abusive parent to Mitya the child, the adolescent, and to his leopard. Now he is out to kill him. Mitya has joined Drake Donovan and others in a plan to eliminate the leopards choosing criminal activities, and one of those leopards is his own father, Lazar. Ania Dover on the other hand grew up in a loving home cared for by her parents and grandparents. She was treated as an equal member of the family and trained how to defend herself and in the use all types of weapons. Losing her mother, grandmother, and grandfather in a tragic car accident left only her father. He is now the only family member left and she does not want to lose him too. One stormy rainy day Ania and Mitya meet. Both find each other attractive as do their leopards. Mitya does not think of himself as a good man and cannot subject a good women like Ania to a life of hell he has experienced. The possibility that Ania’s family was targeted becomes a reality as Ania and Mitya discover. Someone is causing trouble and targeting Jake Bannaconi (Burning Wile) and Drake Donovan (Savage Nature). Jake, Drake and Mitya join forces to eliminate the evil leopards that want to destroy them. Ania cannot stay away from Mitya. Their attraction grows each time they meet, and her body automatically responded to Mitya’s presents. Mitya’s leopard Dymka is determent to claims Ania’s leopard Jewel as his mate, and Mitya’s father Lazar is determined to kill them both. Leopard’s Wrath is book 12 in Christine Feehan’s Leopard series. If you have been following the series you will love this book and won’t want to miss out. The storyline is packed with action, crime, drama, suspense and of course romance. Will Ania and Mitya get their happy ending or will Lazar destroy that too? What to live longer? Read a book and until next time happy reading!
I'm truly a fan of everything Christine Feehan, and this latest work of hers doesn't disappoint! Mitya and Ania's story felt very real, it was action packed and I loved that the heroine was so strong and capable of not only defending herself but her man as well!