Leslie Bear Novels & Stories

She was going to be such a strong wolf. Since there were several bears, most of the guys went out all at once. Liam had called dibs on the giant black bear towards the back, and the others had called dibs on a different bear in the group. I was excited to watch them. "Liam's sorry ass probably regrets upsetting you real bad. Watch him tear this bear to shreds," Lila told me as we sat together. I rolled my eyes and watched as Liam stalked down towards his bear. No one had been spotted yet.

"That's our last name." "But Sarah told me it was Beaver," Chelsea said, confusion etched on his face. Leslie chuckled. "Oh, she claims we come from a line of Beavers, with all the...witchery stuff and all." Chelsea quoted, his tone laced with amusement, "Yeah, right." Kai's raised eyebrow suggested surprise at Chelsea's easy acceptance. Leslie teased, "Too bad he's the ugliest of my brothers." Chelsea's eyes widened in disagreement. "I find that hard to believe."

“You’re not huge. You can wear whatever you like.” “And I want you to wear what makes you comfortable.” Dante ran his thumb under our omega’s eye, wiping away one of the tears that had escaped. “And we’d look adorable all matchy matchy.” That had a small smile appearing on Clarissa’s face. “They only have bears. I looked for other animals, but bears it is.” He leaned into Dante. “We can all be bears, then.” I took a seat beside them. “And we can be triplets.” “Hushhhhh.” Clarissa’s eyes snapped to mine. “You aren’t allowed to say that word around a pregnant snow leopard. Lore tells us that doing so makes it true and I will end up with”—he held up three fingers—“cubs.”

Samel left these words to Lyor before heading to the west side of the small valley where he could perceive the breath of four young giant black bears, leaving the two separated ones on the east for Lyor to experience the thrill of hunting. “Lord must be joking…I only need an hour.” Lyor cheekily licked his lips as he sprinted directly to the east of the small valley. His vanishing tall figure instantly shrunk into a meter long black wolf, and his speed doubled as he jumped into a dense row of bushes with the littlest sound possible.

What? “Thanks, Daya! That was such a great session! Can’t wait for strength training this afternoon!” Leslie, one of our younger and newly shifted she-wolves called out. This girl is only 16 and just got her wolf a couple months ago and she was one of the most vocal women about wanting to become a warrior. It makes sense, given her two older brothers, Lyle, and Logan, are warriors. She’s a tough girl and I’m glad she is on the squad.

"Leslie, her name is Leslie Father and she is such a wonderful woman." Lumao, Lumaro’s wolf, suddenly alighted and felt like doing a somersault knowing that, soon they will be seeing and will have a reconciliation with their true mate, the future Luna of the Cold Mountain Pack. “Ahh, Leslie, we are coming for you,” Lumao said with delight which Lumaro heard and brought a wide smile to his lips.

I nodded. "That makes sense.... We'll have them for special occasions like date night or something," I told him then sighed, breathing in his scent. "I'll need to know all your likes and dislikes too... especially before I plan our first date." "My likes and dislikes? That's going to take a while to tell you." "Before I forget.... We have a werebear living here," Lyle told me quickly. "She's around fifteen so if you see her around be nice." I glanced at him and nodded. A werebear huh? That should be interesting.... I purred and then kissed my mate.

Lea I watch as my husband's betas change, ready to attack me, I'm not going to let them, I need to rescue Enzo and bring him back. Bear also changes and does his best to get between me and the wolves, but there are too many of them and even though he is a huge bear, even bigger than them, he won't be able to take them down. "Shit Osiris, I can't stop the spell." I tell him mentally, still chanting

Honestly, the party was boring—it felt more like a meeting than a celebration, with Rhett spending most of his time discussing company matters and pack affairs. It was a relief when the food was finally served. We ate, and after the meal, Joss asked me to dance. I agreed, and we shared a quiet dance together. Later, I stepped outside to get some fresh air, leaving Joss inside to continue his conversations. As I walked into the backyard, I saw her—Leslie—smoking by the pool, her eyes fixed on the water as she sat at the edge. I couldn’t help but wonder what Brant saw in her. Tattoos covered most of her body, and I noticed her upper ear was pierced. She was a rogue wolf—and yet, despite everyt

Carrying nothing but a big bag that shall be worn by Sky around her back, Lesley let's the white pure wolf take it's form. Felicia looked at her blue, almost glowing figure from the house. "Don't die of exhaustion, Luna. We'll be waiting here..." Said Felicia to herself, staying in Lesley's private room beside the red room. Huffing and puffing, Lesley finally gave up after running for three hours straight into midnight. 'I told you. Running your way across was a bad idea.' Sky told to the woman. 'But we've covered a significant distance already. Didn't we?' Lesley smirked with Sky's body, knowing their speed was unrivaled with even cheetahs. The only problem was her stamina.