Protective Mama Bear Novels & Stories

I almost gave in to the panic, to the devastation — but then a warm, steady presence unfurled inside me, strong and unyielding. Irma. My wolf growled low in my chest, fierce and protective, wrapping around me like an unbreakable shield. “No,” she whispered, her voice a steady thrum in my head. “We are Evalie’s mother. We raised her. We protected her. He cannot take her from us.”

"We needed you activated and bonded and inside a pack structure before we could reach you safely. Damien Sterling's pack was the closest viable option to where you'd landed." Something cold moved through me slowly. "Closest viable option," I repeated. "Maya." She said my name the way people said it when they wanted you to hear the whole sentence before you reacted to the first part. "Your mother has been planning your protection for eighteen years with extremely limited resources and an organization actively hunting her; not everything could be elegant. What matters is that you're alive, activated, and currently inside one of the strongest pack territories on the continent." A breath. "What

“I don’t care what kind of sibling rivalry you have, or how strongly you think you should have Alpha – if you endanger my baby’s life, you won’t only have Sinclair to deal with – I’ll kill you myself.” “Ella!” Cora exclaims, shocked by my aggression. In truth I’ve shocked myself, but those primal Mama Bear instincts that started coming out at the ball are back in full force, and I don’t regret a single word I’ve spoken. I would do anything to protect my child, including killing to keep him safe.

One of the bodyguards pointed the tip of his finger towards Mama Sarah, his fingertip started glowing with red light. Mama Sarah activated the airy protected shield, and she stepped forward, escaping the scourging light. The three bodyguards were all shocked, “you came out” one of them said astounded. Mama Sarah snorted coldly, “you don't expect me to be held hostage by that puny trick of yours” The three of them glared at her coldly and activated another spell, balls of fire started falling from the sky. “It is just balls of fire,” she said with a hint of disdain.

He would tear this innocent baby apart to erase the stain on his pride. "I promised her," I choked out, my inner wolf whining in deep, agonizing sorrow. I reached down and gently scooped the baby into my arms. She was so light, warm against my chest, her tiny fingers twitching against my shirt. "I promised I'd protect you, Maya." The door to the private room clicked open, and I jumped, my heart leaping into my throat. I squeezed Maya tighter, my body instinctively shielding her as my omega instincts flared, screaming at me to run, to hide, to defend.

She was stumbling on her feet, mumbling incoherent words to me while she tried to keep herself up. I couldn’t care less about the media taking pictures of us as I scooped her in my arms. She weighs lighter than a sack of feathers. There is this need in me to protect her from everyone that tries to harm her in any way. “Baby bear,” she mumbled as we stepped inside the lift. I didn’t let her go - I couldn’t - her hold on my neck tightened, burying her face in the crook of my neck. “Yeah?” I pressed the basement parking button, still holding her close to me.

Jack replies quickly. Miranda smiles at Jack, “Jack is right. You need to conserve your energy. Regardless of what you hear, you cannot engage in the fight. We do not know who will be there for the other side. You could get hit with backlash again,” Miranda says. “What about you?” Sarah replies to Miranda. “The truth is I have the support of my mother. She is a protector, meaning she can protect another. They are rare and it consumes a lot of her energy, but when I know I am going to battle, she will protect me. I believe she is who got me through those last seconds before Daniel and I returned,” she says quietly.

When she’d screamed—back when she still could scream. Her breath shuddered. A tremor ran through her chest. She curled inward instinctively, arms wrapping around her knees. Her mind didn’t use words. It didn’t need them. “Please… not there again… please…” A soft rumble answered from somewhere near her—not threatening, more like a question. A presence. Familiar. Protective. The bear. No—the bear. The one who guarded her when everything went white. She wasn’t sure if he was touching her; she didn’t feel warmth. But she felt… weight. As if something massive sat close enough to bend the air around her, a gravity that wrapped around her like a shield.

"Hello, Nia. I'm Maria, but you will call me Momma if you are keeping my son." It wasn't an offer. It was a demand. Nia smiled. "Of course, Momma. But know this," she lowered her voice, "I will protect him with my life. Against anyone and anything that isn't good for him." Momma looked up at me, shock in her eyes.

“ Yes beautiful, dad is on his way. Be a good girl and run as fast as your feet will carry you. Don’t stop, Raven. Don’t look back no matter how loud I scream. “ the woman’s kind eyes and warm smile resembled Ravens whenever she looked at Daisy. Raven nodded her head. “ I love you peanut. Always and forever.“ Tears cling to their eyes but they both remained strong, holding back their tears and standing fearlessly against the bear. The bear growled, gaining their attention, and he charged towards them. “ Run, Raven! You need to run! Now!” Raven's mother shifted into her silver and gold wolf and before she winged at the bear her sapphire eyes met Raven's eyes. She breathed out heavily, swallow