Cross To Bear Book Novels & Stories

Bears connect spiritually to their mates before they can be marked. As I noticed their markings, I started to bounce on the balls of my feet and threw my arms around Taylor’s neck, surprising her. “I’m so happy for you,” I said loudly. She laughed softly, returning my hug. “I got my Dare Bear, all thanks to you.” “Are you happy?” I asked. “I mean, of course you are with a mate like Darren, but are you okay with leaving your world to join ours?” She looked back at Darren with hearts in her eyes. “His world is the only world I want to be in.”

And for the bears to be after her means she was a bear. Cross-mating wasn’t a crime but cross-mating with a mated bear was definitely something that shouldn’t happen. Damien doesn’t know just how lousy Theo has been. He was so stubborn and hard to talk to that I have considered replacing or dissolving his sub-pack so that they could all join a different sub-pack or find a new beta for them but the elders had been against it. They wanted me to give him a chance. Well, I did and look what happened.

Until one day— Everything changed. The next lines made my breathing slow slightly as I read faster. One evening, Rayna and her friends had gone deeper into the forest to gather herbs and firewood. The air was calm. Then suddenly— A loud roar echoed through the forest. Bibi froze instantly.“What was that?” Branches snapped violently nearby. Rock immediately stepped in front of the girls.“Get behind me.” Then the bear appeared. Massive.Enormous.Its fur dark with mud and blood.Its eyes wild with rage.

he says with a chuckle. Jessica slaps his arm looking at his with a scowl as Carrie and I burst out laughing. “Does it say anything about Carrie?” I ask now wanting to know what I can find out. “There is a chapter on a healing wolf, that you should read,” Carleton says pushing the book towards us. “Why is that?” Carrie asks.

Only seconds pass before the huge polar bear is on the ground with its neck between the jaws of my grizzly. Matheson's grizzly collides with mine, and we are thrown off Cristian, rolling in the dirt and dry leaves as he attacks again. This time, my bear is ready and slashes at his face. His claws miss by a hair. The polar bear and grizzly regroup and close in on my wild bear side by side as Cayro writhes on the ground, growling and cursing as he bleeds to death in the dirt. My wild bear confronts them with a growl. The bastard is really enjoying himself. He's enjoying this.

I hadn't even finished a whole row yet. Some stuff is repeated but this book is by far my favorite. It's solely about bear shifters. Bear shifters are the most loyal type of shifter. They would lay down their lives for the ones they are to protect without a single thought. Thats terrifying. I don't want Dom to die because I might. Even though he would probably fight me on it.

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.

He turns back around and fades into black smoke. Dom gets up on the bed, brings his beautiful face to mine, then licks the wounds on my face. Without a doubt, I now know that this wolf is mine and I am his. I trust him completely. Dom nudges me to move off the bed, and I do as he commands. He kneels his four legs down and instinctively I get up onto his back. I wrap my arms around his huge furry neck as he carries me out of the room. A dark and whimsical forest fills the space in front of us.

I finish my dinner before diving into the book. The room gets darker after a while and I begin to realise that night has fallen. Sometimes I hear howls erupting from the outside but I’m able to ignore them. Growing up with wolves makes you used to their ways. I’m about halfway with the book when I go take another shower, getting dressed once again in one of Chase’s t-shirts. Then I scamper into bed, taking hold of the books once again. Somewhere through the reading and hearing of howls, I drift off into slumber.

“You’re going to fix it.” She almost laughed again. “Fix it? Damon, there is no fixing this. The Crosses are everywhere—media, law, finance. The only thing to do now is ride it out and pray they get bored.” But even as she said it, she didn’t believe it. The Cross family didn’t get bored. They got even.