Leslie Bear Novels & Stories

"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

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.

Staying close behind them, I scouted for a safe hiding spot. As they moved closer to the bear, memories of my previous life surfaced. The searing pain of teeth tearing into flesh, the helplessness of being left to die—my heart raced, but I forced myself to focus. Once they were in position, I imitated Bonnie's voice from deep in my abdomen and let out a loud shout, ensuring it would grab the bear's attention. Then I swiftly retreated behind a large tree. The bear flinched, its body stiffening as its head jerked toward the sound. With a powerful leap, it charged.

Tobias moved in closer, staying in position, but he was tense. 'Bears were here.' Tobias said to me through the mind link as the pack slowed, cautiously approaching. My eyes widen in surprise. The bears? The only bear sleuth openly on decent terms with the Lycans was the one Charlie, the king's little sister, had mated into. She and her mate, Damien, had been staying with us a while ago during the war. Killian had hated Damien at first but warmed up to him over time... at least until Charlie left again to go back with Damien to live in the forest among the bears.

Les was an artist who painted in his pastime, and I wondered how he was able to do that and still be an underground fighter during his teen years. I saw all the championship belts he had won and heard all the stories behind them. Then he showed me his car collections, the grounds which had a stable and two horses. By the time we were done that day, it was late evening, and we weren’t able to go shopping any more, but I didn’t mind. Getting to see a new side of him was refreshing. I got to learn that Les The Beast wasn’t really his true self, but a protector of the boy within who loved colors and life.