Female Werebear Novels & Stories

“Don’t take too long” “And why do you look like you're imploding on the inside, Hayes Warren?” A feminine, soft but firm voice spoke from his right and his eyes reeled her way to present an enthralling beauty that wiggled her brows at him. She was a woman of elegance and grace, as well as the CEO of …. Alexa Xen. And not so surprisingly, Adrian Xen’s elder sister.

I use her general bear slowness to my advantage and claw her on the shoulder myself. I'm normally not a fan of fighting women because I feel immensely guilty afterwards, but now is not the time to be chivalrous. The werebear roars at me from the pain and tries to pounce at me again, but Haden hops on her back. The bear staggers around, trying to shake Haden off, but he moves away from her back, only to give way to the other bear who he was initially fighting with to claw at the female bear with all his might.

There were a few hundred werebears all together when everything was said and done, mostly women and children, but there were a few males interspersed throughout them, as well. It seemed like a huge number, but in reality, this was likely all there was left of the Ursidae species, other than the males who had chosen to follow Hunter. Irrespective, this whole venture would have been impossible without the dragon’s aid. Rias had shifted back a while ago, not that I blamed him. I knew he didn’t have any clothing to ward against the elements while we directed the werebears. In any case, Rowan and Eamon were the last two who needed to clamber aboard, aside from Reese and me, that was.

I don’t know what they would like. Perhaps Maddie will? I look over at the sleeping woman. As if some supernatural force unseen to make the maid know my thoughts, Maddie begins to mutter in sleep. “No…not the bears again. They…can’t fit the dress.” She flops over to lie on her stomach. Another loud snort follows. “Bears?” I repeat. A bear? Like a- oh, that can work. I smile at the sleeping woman. “Thank you, Maddie,”

She was safe, out of pain and in our arms where she belonged. Most werebears that live isolated can be incredibly dangerous and violent around a female they want. It’s even worse if they actually have a mate. Just another male looking at what they deem to be theirs can mean certain death for the offender. Werebears don’t normally go out of their way to have friends. They may live with family, especially siblings for many years, but they don’t necessarily like them a whole lot.

She was no other than Grisha Fowler. Beside her was a bulky Gray bear, leaving its humongous footprints on the ground, ran like a true reincarnation of chaos. Despite the weight of the beast, it did not compromise his mobility at all. The black-haired beauty, Alia Barnes, was one who rode this scary creature.

She growls with a twinkle in her eye and jumps to the nearby tree, climbing it until she’s out of view. I turn back to the bear, about to speak, when I see his reaction. He looks confused, surprised, and impressed all in one. “She’s an agile little thing, isn’t she?” He comments. “Yup. Let’s just say, she’s had a lot of training and that she’s special, which is why no matter what, she can’t be seen by those fuckers, and we can’t allow them to capture any of the women.” I vaguely say.

I heard the beautiful girl ask my Mom. "Yes. He's going to be like this for a while. Get in the car." Mom sighed. "Mine." I said again as she walked towards my mother's car. I felt like I was in a zombie state and I just followed them to the car. Her dress fitting her every curve and her curled hair swishing back and forth. Why was this happening now? And a human? Why a human?! My bear growled in the back of my mind. I knew he wanted our mate and it didn't matter if she was human or not.

He uttered. "Hmp! They likely want to escape. Let's go!" I told Jackson and left my ten warriors there. Now, our next move was the room where the female werebears were. Upon opening the room next to the servants' room, we already heard seductive noises from the inside. These female werebears were trying to seduce our warriors. We also heard some growls from the werewolves and some slamming on the door. We hurried ourselves and were stunned when we opened the door.

The idea is too bizarre and frightening. “Eel, you are going to become a Bearer, which means you will be attending the Bearer Center along with the other fertile women and the Matrons in charge of the Center won’t tolerate any nonsense from you. You better be in your best behavior,” Keeper Sonia warns me. I draw my breath in. The Bearer Center? I used to make fun of that place, it is the place the Ministry of Females designed especially for fertile women to spend their days learning everything about being a good mother and housewife. The Matrons, the women in charge of taking care of the Bearers and running the Ministry of Females, force Bearers to constantly smile and act like everything is