Beartown Characters Novels & Stories

“This is Bea. Her mother runs the kitchens, her father is our head hunter, and Bea is our butcher. You already know Tessa. This is Alpha Xavier, and chieftains Riven, Silas, Jeb, Damon, and Thorne.” They all nod in greeting—except Thorne, who studies her with sharp, assessing eyes. “Nice to meet you all,” Bea says easily. “Feel free to let me know your preferred game. I’ll put in a good word during deliveries.” “Bea,” I add, “from now on, I want you to look at all of us as one unit. If you have questions or issues, you can come to any one of us.” Her pale green eyes scrunch. “Oh. Sure. Whatever you say.”

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.

Evan found Becky bracing herself by grabbing his hand and squeezing it as hard as she could. Gemma knew only seconds passed before they heard a few shuffling, guttural grunts. But it’d felt like minutes or hours. As a group, they turned around, their eyes all widening upon seeing a large brown bear sitting calmly with an expression she’d never have thought a bear could make. He looked embarrassed and unsure of the situation. Did Larin believe they’d reject? He’d come here to help them. Larin was this bear too, and they’d have to accept it along with the rest of him. “Well, now I know why you make a great door in your human form. Look at you, you’re a bear. Do you like honey? Do we need to st

They’ve heard too many rumors and believe that I’m some kind of nightmare. After them we met with another pack’s leaders, and then another, and another. My cheeks hurt from the constant fake smiles until the Betas of our pack, Charlie and his mate, Harper along with their kids Annabelle and Josephine. Annabelle smiles brightly at me as if she’s silently telling me that I’m doing great.

You know what I mean, everyone has that one look that means Back off, she's mine as he introduces me to everyone. The respect these guys have for Ash and Stan is just something else; I can't help but laugh, though as he introduces Bear to them, the seven foot cuddly bear is kind of intimidating when you first meet him. Bear looks happy and I already know that he's going to love working with these kids at the pit just as much as this place will be lucky to have him. By the evening, the place is packed and the atmosphere is buzzing. Stan has organised a couple of fights, and I watch in awe as the youngest starts first.

The cubs born these days either died young or were deformed. A trace of mockery crossed my eyes. Of course, with all that heavy metal from the salt, it would be strange if these cubs were healthy. After living under this so-called civilization and relying on tools for so long, Marcus, Damian, and Kieran had grown weak. Even if all three attacked together, they couldn't beat a single member of Soren's group, much less me with the Beast God's power. Lydia looked at me with a mocking smile. "Ella, they're only temporarily relying on you. Once they become King of All Beastkin, they'll abandon you.

“I thought the point was to show werewolf guys like single moms. Why did you scare him off?” Beau breaks out his cell phone. He scrolls through something and barely looks at me, like he couldn’t care less about me. The insufferable asshole.

Oh yes ! THE BEES ! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * // Character Sketch Melissa- Dante, Rowland and Bella’s daughter Devon- Lex and Joy’s son, and Melissa’s Alpha

One of them, the one with a long beard and haunted eyes, stares at me. It’s unsettling. It reminds me of the way Alex’s mom stares at me. Like he’s looking for something in my face, or rather sees something hidden within it. “My name is Charles,” the one with the beard says, “and these are Oorna, Abner, and Meor. Abner and Meor were on guard tonight, out in the forest. They could smell the intruder and tracked him here.” Rita spits on the ground. Is it odd to think, in this moment, that this is unladylike?

“You’re not overly tall, but you a big mothafucka. You can probably take care of yourself. I don’t know what Bev was worried about.” “I can take care of myself,” Bruce said evenly. Two other guys approached them. “These are my brothers, DayDay and Darwin. This is Bruce. The guy Bev wanted us to keep an eye out for.” “Nice to meet you, dog,” Darwin greeted. “And . . . you,” Bruce said stammered. He was trying to adjust to the situation. He had never carried on a conversation with someone who had called him dog before. “Is Beverly still here?” “Oh yeah, she’s in there waiting for her Mr. For Tonight.”