Bucky The Grappler Novels & Stories

I held onto him firmly, pressing my face against his fur, breathing in the wild scent of him. I had never felt anything like it before—freedom, power, and trust all tangled together. He ran with effortless grace, his strides long and sure, never faltering even when the trail narrowed to dangerous slivers along the cliff’s edge. And I realized... he would never let me fall. No matter what. At last, the path opened into a clearing near the summit. Alexandro slowed, then lowered himself again so I could slide off. I stumbled a little, my legs weak, but he shifted back into his human form in a shimmer of light, catching my arm before I could fall.