Bearing The Novels & Stories

This is the pairing principal in this story. A-alpha, B-beta, O-omega. For the straight system for reproduction. A+A= A, O A+B= B B+B=B For straight and LGBTQ+ A+O= A, B, O B+O= B, O. O+O= O Sora "Do you need any help?" Rico asked while I carried a few heavy boxes. "No, I'm sure I can manage. Thank you." I responded politely as he smiled at me and walked away.

Rex exclaimed, instantly feeling terrible he may have inadvertently injured an animal in his attempt to win. “They use the azoth bear because in its curled-up stance, it becomes incredibly durable, able to withstand a fair bit before succumbing, this bear has been Shurr’s companion for almost 10 years now” Rector said, stroking the bear under its chin, causing it to growl playfully. “So why use the bear instead of an actual ball?” Rex asked, using an alive animal in such an intense game seemed a little silly. “Because over time the outer shell toughens with the impacts it takes, this is only one stance these bears have, battle mode is entirely different” Shurr replied, walking up to them and

bear said I tried the knob on the door it was lock I broke down the door to find my the Mate on the floor in a pool of blood before I could fall I run towards her pick her up and let out a growl mix with Bear own anger " WHO DARE HURT MY MATE! MINE !" "Ray she's not dead" I heard someone say when I look up I saw Jay was still in the room then his words came back to me that's when I heard the barely sound of her heartbeat

Nicoli kept his smile even as he spoke, not just about the missing bear but for everything. “And I'll be ready for when that day finally comes.“ Ready and waiting.

As I land on all fours I stretch out and shake my fur to get the rest of the skin and blood off. My bear's name is Yona. It's Cherokee for bear. Our mate stood there smiling like a lunatic. "Holy crap. This is amazing. You are so furry." She walked up and started running her hands through our dark brown fur. She didn’t even mind getting a bit of blood on her hands. It was mostly off but there was always a bit left. Humans were usually terrified of Yona. He has a huge scar on his right eyelid. Another scar on his side and a huge scar down the left side of his ribs. All from war. All from trying to defend his people and the people who stood up for him.

William said and walked down the other hallway. “Thank you,” Beverly said. She was carrying a large bear and a basket. Her large black fake shiny leather bag was hanging on her shoulder. She wore a pair of blue jeans that hugged every curve she had. The green top she sported was sleeveless revealing her fantastically smooth shoulders. Her hair was up in a ponytail. The ends held loose curls. “I can . . . take the bear until we get upstairs,” Bruce offered. “No, he’s not heavy,” Beverly said with a shy smile.

I heard every word but none of it stayed in my head because my mind kept drifting somewhere else entirely. “Watch me”. The omega’s voice replayed itself inside my head so clearly that it irritated me all over again. I shifted slightly in my chair. My Beta Gregory noticed immediately because he had been watching me the entire meeting. “The Blackridge pack merchants are also requesting permission to lower transportation taxes,” another elder added carefully.

He reeked of pine sap and carried an unmistakable wild aura unique to bear shapeshifters. "Hebert! My powerful Alpha brother!" The bear man broke into a loud, booming laugh, his voice almost deafening. "I'm here on behalf of the Grizzlyfang Tribe to request a loan from the Bloodmoon Pack! We're planning to build the largest mega shopping mall in the whole continent up in the northern valley!" Hebert calmly shifted to place himself between me and the bear man's overwhelmingly untamed presence, shielding me from his rough energy. Raising an eyebrow, Hebert's tone was ice-cold: "A shopping mall? Boris, has your brain been frozen by the Siberian winds?"

But when he met Adair in the council wing at noon, he asked him quietly whether the texts described a bearer’s journey home as stable or uncertain. “The old texts describe it as a heavy thing,” Adair told him, frowning over a page. “A bearer alone on the road with the compact stirring is a very exposed creature, Alpha, and the stories say the compact itself sometimes holds its breath.” “Holds its breath,” Rael repeated slowly, remembering the skipped note. “Until the bearer reaches safe ground,” Adair finished gently. “Why do you ask?” “No reason,” Rael answered, and he turned back to the papers, though his hand lay flat on the table for the rest of the hour, listening.

"I am afraid that one day I will look in the mirror and not recognize the woman staring back." "It will not consume you," he promised fiercely, pulling me close against his chest until our hearts beat as one. "Because I will always be there to remind you who you truly are. If you must carry a burden, let us divide it between us. If the guilt feels too heavy, lay half of it upon my shoulders. I have carried mine for many years, I know how to bear the weight." I closed my eyes and breathed him in, letting his quiet strength soothe the storm raging inside me. Far in the distance, deep and resonant, the three great war horns of Drakor sounded across the valley, their call echoing from peak to pe