We Bare Bears As Humans Novels & Stories

He never glanced at me, not even once when his eyes scanned the large room. I admired him and knew he was not to be fucked with. I have seen him take down other Alphas and werebears when they crossed him. Werebears were another type of shifter, but their animalistic counterpart was transforming into a bear. They were stronger than our kind but we were swifter and more intellectual. They lived in their communities up in the mountains.

Instead, Bears claim their mates by scratching along their necks and down to their collarbones. My hand lifts to where the mark is. Three long but subtle claw marks show that I’m claimed. Where werewolves don’t usually try to hide their marks or show them, bears often ensure they are on show during social events. So my dress is revealing the mark. “If we’re talking and someone asks you something, and you’re not sure how to answer, just squeeze my hand, and I’ll speak,” Arktos says while smiling down at me. I’m glad he’s giving me a way out.

With the way it supported itself with its back legs as it wailed my way, I can tell that it's probably my scent irking it off and it definitely hasn't come here to welcome us with a big, fat, cheerful hello. Bears don't like our kind. Bears and werewolves have never been friendly with each other ever since the beginning when we’ve come to existence in this small world. The latter is a pretty popular, documented fact. They take one look at us and declare us a threat and we werewolves were never allowed to wander into bear territory in small numbers. These monsters are unbelievably strong, unyielding, gigantic, and more than capable of taking on werewolves like me, as long as I’m smaller in si

I thought Luka was a monster, but he is nothing compared to these beasts, they kill savagely and without mercy. They are the opposite of normal bears because they are not malicious, gentle, and tolerant. But these werebears are something that shouldn’t exist, well, all of us shouldn’t exist but I would like to think that we differ from this species. We can be vicious and deadly as well but only when the situation calls for it. I guess they too feel like they are that way only when the situations call for it. I also might be biased because I am a werewolf.

Everyone gathered starts to cheer and clap. “Centuries ago, before the Goddess made humanity forget about the supernatural races, humans attacked our ancestors,” He continues, “When they were at their most vulnerable. They slaughtered their children like common cattle and raped their mates in front of them. They made them powerless with arrows of Wolfsbane. They pillaged the bear clan!” An angry cheer roars. “But they didn’t get to kill all of our forefathers. Some of them survived, and soon they grew in numbers. They created the greatest bear pack in America. And then they avenged their fallen pack mates by slaughtering the monsters, once and for all!”

"It is from both of us." He corrected, grabbing my hand again, but it didn't feel the same. The tension in his body made it feel forced, and I resented his mother for having this effect on him. She should have stood up for him to their sleuth. I understood that wolves and bears were different in so many ways. Wolves stood together as a pack. As long as they were all loyal, it was always 'the larger, the better.' But bears were independent creatures. They wandered and were alone for most of their life, only banding together in sleuths when they were kids, pregnant, or old.

This stupid bear had no care if we were going to be exposed to the whole world. I would like to attack him and tear him into pieces, but I thought about the humans here. I glanced at Alpha Dylan, and he also shook his head. It seemed like the werewolves were just the only creatures who were sane here. "I am not going to waste my time with you, a$$hole, but you are going to pay for what you've done to him!" I pointed at the poor beggar werebear whose eyes were wide shot and blood was on the ground.

“I’ve risked my standing in the pack enough by giving you this warning. I don’t want to end up banished.” “You know you can’t go back, anyway,” Isaac pointed out. “Not if you intend on accepting your mate.” I frowned at the thought. Bears were less than tolerant of non-bear mates, much less human mates. Rejection was always frowned upon, but it was considered excusable across all species if the mate was human. Bears, however, seemed to encourage it. Still, though. As much as I wanted my friend involved in the supernatural as little as possible, I didn’t want her to get rejected. That seemed so unfair, especially since she now knew about this world.

bears were larger than wolves and their features were so different that no one could mix them up with each other. Why would a wolf attack one of our own? There were no bears around this man and he fought hard against the wolf but he was much bigger than him which meant he could easily overpower him. but this wolf fought hard. In the end he lost and transformed into his human form. Unlike how the bears left them once they were in the human form. The wolf didn’t let him be. He continued to strike him even after he realized he was already in a bad state. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to open my eyes.

“Is it that bad for the Bears? I heard a kid ask if they’d need to move again.” “We were lucky after the Lich. Wolves live in packs like this estate. Bears, though, live in family units like humans, but not in close-knit communities. The Lich used that isolation to prey on them for victims. No time to mourn any deaths. The Bears decided to start a community like ours. The time to build buildings, security, and services wasn’t there. Our Alpha has tried to help them. Lend them equipment and supplies. He offered services until they set their own up. He helped them connect them with vendors. Even offered our construction services. Time, however, wasn’t on our side. Winter and then this happened