Cole Matthews Touching Spirit Bear Novels & Stories

LEO “If Kendra is our fated mate, she has to be in our vision.” My wolf whispers as I connect to my inner peace, my voice shifts, sounding less like language and more like a wild, wordless howl. Ever since our last encounter, she left me with a burning desire to see her again, to touch her, to kiss her sweet lips and to mate her. “Accipe! profunde in spiritu!!” I chant repeatedly, calling on the good spirits of the Earth to take me in. My right index finger rubbing gently in circles on the oval-shaped crystal in my left hand.

I could see the date, the year I was taken in those images, shocked me to the bone. I can’t believe I have come back multiple times on this earth. Why was this happening to me? I unconsciously walked to the pictures and touched them. “No matter how many times you were born, you recalled nothing, but you just kept coming back to this world. It was as if you were saying you were not done with us yet. It felt like you didn’t want to leave and anytime you were born, you would cry for days. Crying out for help. It takes the entire clan to calm you down. While I watched you for all these years, I always felt your pain.” I then looked at Caspian, who chuckled and came closer to me.

spirit guide. School remains a struggle, the wolf's wild energy constantly pulling my focus away from routine human obligations. Mom coaches me through techniques to stay present and grounded.Though not perfect, I relearn how to operate in both worlds. One afternoon while studying with Maria at her place, I'm struck by a sudden visceral instinct, I feel an overwhelming urge to get closer and rub my skin against hers, erasing any barriers. The intensity of it makes my breath catch audibly. "Mate, mate." I hear someone whispered in my ears.

They looked at each other with a competitive smile… Everett smiled slyly as he stepped back and made a grand inviting gesture as he said, “Age before strength…” Everyone burst out laughing as they heard Miles muttering, “This is also a family trait… no wonder fifth uncle is so good at it…” Matthias stepped onto the high platform and touched the spirit stone in the centre. He wasn’t expecting anything… just joining in the fun. But to his surprise, blue light shot forth from the stone. Not just him, everyone other than Chris stood dumbfounded. Henry took a step closer to Chris and asked in a whisper, “You don’t seem surprised…”

“Yeah. That’s a Coyote for you. We’ve never accused them of being sane.” “Can he do this?” she asked. “He accepted mate status. This is supposed be against the rules or something, isn’t it?” Cassandra stared back at her archly. “Or something,” she sighed. “Oh well, look on the bright side, maybe he won’t be back very often.” She grabbed Cassandra’s arm, glaring at her furiously. “He could be killed.”

He gulped. "Can't you see I'm dealing with one of our prisoners here?!" he boomed. Matthew gulped again and cleared his throat, leaning to the side to see June scowling at him, not knowing that he was Matthew in disguise. "Yes, sir I-I am very sorry bu-but I need to inform you that there is a bear chasing us and err... I want to feed her to t-that bear so it won't bother us..." Matthew stammered. He didn't feel comfortable of what he was saying, but it did the trick. The leader laughed. His laughed was so cold but deep that it made the hair at the end of Matthew's hair stand up.

“Faster,” said Caleb. “We don’t want the cops’ attention,” said Reese, picking up the speed. They’d all piled into the pick-up truck and headed to the place Joe said they’d probably find the rogue bear. It was a sacred place the bears visited at least a few times in their lives—when they mated, after the birth of their cubs, and for spiritual rebirth. They’d left David behind to care for the bear females until they returned. After seeing the dead, mutilated bodies, his fears grew tenfold. That bear was capable of anything, any remnants of humanity long gone.

He nodded his head and looked at me with his serious gaze, "That means, the spirit belongs to the ghost town. Maybe we should pay her a visit and try to find clues to release her soul." "Fat chance! I have no intention of digging my own grave. That woman had haunted my dreams and I won't let her do that to my sane mind." I rebuked and snapped. "What if this makes wonder happen? We must give it a shot." Matthew wanted to convince me. "This is how people die in movies, Matthew." I looked blank in his eyes. "Whatever it is, it won't leave you till we find its root. Don't feel alone! I am with you in this." Matthew did succeed to convince me.

Violet hurriedly looked at her surroundings and seeing the corpse of the bears alongside the gory corpses of the spirit masters, Violet felt her stomach churn. "Hmm?" She felt a soft flash disappearing from the side of the spirit beasts.

Matt held his left upper arm, biting his lips as it hurt more than he’d ever known. “I will live even if you kill yourself.” Arianna stated, laughing mockingly. “Dammit! I despise you.” Matt yelled louder this time, running towards the open lake. Several whispering spirits followed him, left, right, and center while he felt his own was nowhere to be seen. In the pitch dark, under a reddish-black sky, near the hollow lake where the currents awaited his downfall, he rushed, tripping and hobbling, holding his upper arm and knee. The more he hurried, more spirits formed and followed him. Stopping in the middle, Matt tread towards a Birch tree, resting his back against it to soothe himself. Ahead