Jordan
The moment we clash, all hell breaks loose. Even though, initially, I assumed this would be a one-on-one fight; I realize far too soon that bears have no knowledge about what the fuck honor or fair fight actually is.
While I try to claw at the big motherfucker and attempt to take him down, the rest of his Winnie the Pooh relatives shift and prepare to come after our throats. Very fucking funny - an entire pack against three must be my goddamn luck.
I turn my focus solely on the one directly in front of me, hoping Eziah and Casen will fend for themselves. Besides, it is clear that this Winnie is the one in charge, so I’m taking the toughest cookie on me. If any of them ever again try to say I don’t pull my weight, I swear to God…
Were-bears, who the hell would have thought those exist and what are the chances of us stumbling upon them? Trust Rose to find the only other monsters that exist beside us. I’m so giving her a piece of mind after I drag her bratty ass home.
His paw swipe
