Unreasonable Hospitality: The Bear Novels & Stories

I clutched its palm, to gain balance so as to avoid falling. “Says the one who ran to another pack to have a feast, when he couldn't handle paper work as the alpha.” The bear said, rolling its eyes. “You brat! Don't tell me you’ve been following me. I'm older than you, and you ought to show me respect.” Cassio huffed, pointing a hand at the bear. “Oh, please. I’ll respect you when pigs fly.” The bear grinned.

There was no way in hell this bear was going to win this. He pulled her to her feet again. “I can’t wait for our games to begin. Anyway, you need to get to know me better. You see, I’m a man of fair choice. The bears, the bitches, they were so fucking weak. So I found this abandoned house and locked them in. They had no right to have anything real, anything pure. I starved them. I only gave them food for good behavior and the food I gave them was rotting.”

Instead of grand marbled mansions and blooming gardens there was cozy brick homes and families strolling sidewalks. Honey bees, sprinklers, and pet dogs on leashes. And women wearing pants! I blinked and rubbed my eyes just to make sure I was really seeing it. Never in a million years would a women be able to wear pants back home. That would be indecent, right? I was so deep in awe I almost didn't notice that the gray divider in the limousine slid down. "Ahah! There's no champagne or maids here I assure you, if that's what your looking for." A raspy voice from the drivers seat chuckled.

“This gift that you have given me is quite exquisite. Do you think that it would look good as a coat or a carpet?” “Pardon?” His question caught me off guard, so it took me a while to process what he meant. “I-I mean, the decision is entirely up to you.” “It is rare for bears to wander into our territory these days. Where did you hunt this splendid beast?” “It just happens to cross into our territory. I believe that it got spooked by the hunters during their latest attack.” I answer him. “Hunters.” Alpha Lupert says in disgust. “If we don’t get rid of them soon, our resources are going to dwindle and our people will starve.”

His laughter ceased as he assessed everyone in the room with a strange unfamiliarity clouding his dark orbs. That was until they fell on the farthest most person in the room and he suddenly beamed in a way that was attributed to Mario and he rushed forward to meet the person. “Bloom! My gosh, I’ve missed you!” Bloom was instantly engulfed in a big bear-hug, stunned into stiffness. ’Stefa- Oh! It’s him!’ Her stunned state of awkwardness melted into familiarity as she smiled brightly, bringing her arms to move and hug the man dearly, “You’re finally here! It’s been ages!”

It was insensitive, to say the least. “Well? How is it going in here? Is there something wrong with the food? Did a shipment not arrive or was it unacceptable?” Haden didn’t have a clue. “I’m hoping you’re day has gone better than mine. Between a Hare shifter guest, almost being eaten by a bear shifter guest. It’s been brought to my attention now that said shifter are romantically entwined that serving braised rabbit and roasted vegetables is insensitive to hare shifters, or so says the bear shifter.”

"You know he is. My brother, Andy, had you a couple of years ago and told me some stories. Did you really make that kid urinate in class?" "Yes, I did," Kat answered, her tone serious. She hadn't thought it was funny at the time. "That was the second class I taught...it's not funny," Evan only laughed harder. "Oh, I'm sure of that, especially for the poor guy. Ah, I wish I had been there—I'd love to see The Beast in action," He stopped abruptly when the waiter made his reappearance with their plates. For Evan, a pan-seared rack of lamb encrusted with mint pesto and served with garlic green beans and new potatoes. Kat had ordered the lasagna verde with bechamel sauce and garnished with fried

The sun was starting to set so she knew she would have to go with out food. The grunting of a bear caused her to freeze. She dare not move though something told her it wouldn’t hurt her. The animals around here have been so kind to her. With a gentle sigh she looked behind her to indeed see a bear. He was weaving at her as he sat on his rump. She giggled at the sight but relaxed her stance and turned to him. Waving again she decided to walk closer. There at his feet where two baskets. She was amazed as she looked up at him. He motioned to take them. She smiled happily as she leaned down and opened them inside was multiple sandwiches and a barbecue chicken dinner, fruited and vegetable trays

I smirked thinking of how ridiculous a black bear carrying a young red haired petite girl must of looked. "True" she laughed with me. Her laugh gave me shivers and I was sad to think I hadn't heard her laugh in a long time. We drove in silence to the ice cream shop and climbed out. We filled our tubs and added our toppings before returning to the car I drove her out of the village where she was likely to be spotted and out to the watering hole and parked up. She kicked off her trainers and placed her feet on my dash this time I smiled at her as she licked strawberry ice cream off her spoon. I tried desperately not to think about her mouth and turned back to my chocolate ice cream cursing the

“Rogue wolves. What’re you doin’ here?” “Please,” Isaac begged. “We come in peace. My mate is sick, and she just needs a proper place to rest.” It was almost painful holding back my laughter. He made himself sound so frantic, but none of his emotions that I could sense alluded to that. He was almost as good of an actor as I was. The larger bear rumbled in discontent. “We don’t take refugees. Turn around.” “Amnesty pact,” I coughed out. “Please.”