Cross I Bear Novels & Stories

“Shift! Now!” Hugo bellowed in protest, but slowly shifted back to a naked man. Both girls averted their eyes while that happened. Larin threw Hugo’s bag to him. “Get dressed. Remember, they aren’t used to your hairy backside on display for everyone to see.” Larin didn’t stop there. He kept going. “What are you doing? Why did you go through as a bear? The larger you are, the more dangerous the crossing is.” “I encountered a waystation of sorts. The ones made by the ancient Fae. But I wasn’t alone there.”

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.

Xander's fangs extend, and Coal's eyes widen as he looks at Xander's fangs and red eyes. "You hurt my baby boy once. Do it again and I'll be the one killing you, and not with an injection like last time. I'll rip your heart out of your chest myself, right after I drink you until you're almost dry! It would be a shame to let that bear's blood go to waste!" "Hey!" Bear scolded as he pushed forward suddenly. Xander rolled his eyes and flicked his fingers at him, shooing Bear away. "I know, get out of here!"

Dexter was in the middle of the bridge, and he motioned for me to cross. I shook my head and yelled, “You go ahead!” “The bridge is about to break if you don’t cross now!” “If it snapped midway, I’d die! Are you crazy!?” “I wouldn’t let you!” He assured me. I grunted and urged him to go, but he was stubborn as a mule. We stood there for seconds until.. five bears suddenly showed up with fury in their eyes. They’re here for revenge! I didn’t have time to contemplate, so even with the unstable bridge, I ran. I was almost in the middle when one of the bears stepped on the bridge.

It had unnaturally sharp fangs and long claws, making it looked more like a werewolf than bear. “What the fuck—” Rivena yelled. “Bear’s variant!” Aurora cried hastily, “Someone transfused the werewolf’s blood into them and bred this hybrid, making them much stronger and fiercer!” She had heard about those rumors before. That deep in the back mountain there was an inhabitance of crazy, lethal bears. One was enough to take down 5 werewolves at the same time. But she always thought those were rumors to scare kids away from the back mountain.

Shock had taken over leaving me paralyzed thinking one of my warriors would attempt to kill me. But I couldn’t only think about William’s actions, my mind was reeling with questions on what I saw during the battle. Ciara, my beautiful CJ, was there one moment, fighting off some rogues, then a BEAR! A fucking Bear was suddenly beside me, protecting me so I could have a few minutes to heal! Ciara shifted into a fucking bear! I know she has a wolf… Wait!... Wasn’t there also a fox? Did she shift into a fox as well?!?! HOLY SHIT!

Weaving through a few trees and dropping Xavier's towel at the front door, I ran back around, hearing Theo's growling. I yelped as a set of teeth grabbed my scruff, lifting me easily off the ground. Caught. Dane said proudly. I curled into a ball as Xavier and Theo sat down around us. I giggled. I submit! Oh, terrifying Triad! They chuckled at me as Dane placed me on the ground gently. Xavier nudged me with his large nose, an enormous brown bear with his eyes staring down at me. I nuzzled him with my small nose. He gave a huffed noise of love, licking me. You're a very beautiful little fox.

Bile rose in my throat thinking it was probably the fur of a spirit animal he wore and wondered how he could be so vile as a shifter himself to wear it. “Oh, little miss Swift.” The vile werebear chuckles showing me his mouthful of rotting teeth. “It seems you stole from the wrong Bear this time.” He glares right at me, his skin a pale pink with darker pink swirls peeking out from under his clothes and trailing up his neck to the base of his skull behind his ears. Much like the marks on Jonda and of the headless body at Miko’s. I didn’t know Garrison personally, but I knew of him, and it seems he knew of me too.

"So, what did you do for Christmas?" Bear held out his arm and showed off the fresh ink running down his forearm, a new section of his intricate tribal tattoo. In the center was a hockey stick and puck, seamlessly incorporated into the design. Adrien laughed. "That's the shit, man. Awesome. And just think, you didn't even want to be on the team." I glanced over at Bear. "Didn't even want to be on the team? That's crazy. You're like… outstanding."

“They wouldn’t dare to rise against us and to form an alliance with the bears so they could start a fight against us, It's impossible.” “Yeah, they allied with them right now, only because you asked them to do it, Alpha, otherwise they are natural enemies” “That vixen foxes,” Natalie cursed in her mind. “They want access to the Red Blood Pack territory? That’s why they are working with bears and foxes? I will kill every single fox I will find trespassing that territory! “she said, but she didn’t have time to aggravate her hate for foxes because a new topic could be heard from the next door.