I swear, if he has the gall to pick it up and poke me with the damn thing once more; I’m going to shove that thing so far up his ass, it’ll tickle his tonsils!
“You dare come into my forest and challenge my men and destroy my land?” the man all but snarls at me as his eyes flicker.
“You saw that, right? I’m not imagining this, right?” Eziah whispers.
I nod my head and lean a little closer to whisper, “Yep, not human.”
He stiffens next to me, uncertainty in his voice. “You’re not really going to try to fight that big bastard, are you?”
I chuckle as I recall every goddamn time I had to go one on one with that royal furry asshole Kaif. Yeah, this one doesn’t look half as bad. “I have seen bigger,” I chuckle. Eziah gives me a funny look.
“No need to fight. We come for our little Rose’s mate killer,” the man says as he slowly removes his pants. “But if you insist,” he adds with zero emotion.
“Are you sure you have seen bigger?” Eziah asks. Nervous energy radiates off him, while all I do is roll my eyes. Getting beat up by Kaif or some random Bigfoot fucker. What’s the difference?
“Mate, he is not a mate killer,” I correct him as I grab the bottom of my shirt and pull it over my head. If a fucking fight is to happen, I need to save my clothes, especially if these asshats insist on constantly stealing them. Eziah will have to hold on to them, so none of these thieves can run around the forest, looking like me from a distance.
“No?” The man frowns and looks around. “So where is her other mate, then? Vince, I think she said his name was?” he asks as his eyes zero in on Casen.
He hangs his head, and his shoulders instantly slump. What the fuck? My eyes go from Bigfoot fucker to Casen and then back to the same man in front of me. Well, this shit is a little too juicy for my sanity. “Casen, care to explain what the fuck he is talking about?” I call out as I keep my eyes set on the giant.
“Oh, you didn’t know?” the man asks with a knowing grin spreading across his lips.
I look at Eziah, who seems just as oblivious.
“Vince isn’t missing. I killed him,” Casen calls out loud enough for everyone to hear his confession. Eziah and I stare at him wide-eyed. What the fuck?
“So what shall it be? We take the mate killer, or…” the man doesn’t finish up whatever he was about to tell us when he suddenly shifts.
And no, this massive motherfucker isn’t a wolf. He is a fucking bear. Oh God, just what I fucking needed. Note to myself – if I get out of here alive, I need to find my to-do-list and get rid of a fight with a goddamn bear. Lycan and bear off. Now I’ll have to find a goddamn mermaid next.
“You best still have power in your bank?” I mutter to Eziah, “Because we are gonna need it.” I tell him and shift just as the bear comes rushing at me. Fuck. My. Life.
Jonah
The moment we clash, all hell breaks loose. Even though, initially, I assumed this would be a one-on-one fight; I realize far too soon that bears have no knowledge about what the fuck honor or fair fight actually is.
While I try to claw at the big motherfucker and attempt to take him down, the rest of his Winnie the Pooh relatives shift and prepare to come after our throats. Very fucking funny – an entire pack against three must be my goddamn luck.
I turn my focus solely on the one directly in front of me, hoping Eziah and Casen will fend for themselves. Besides, it is clear that this Winnie is the one in charge, so I’m taking the toughest cookie on me. If any of them ever again try to say I don’t pull my weight, I swear to God…
Were-bears, who the hell would have thought those exist and what are the chances of us stumbling upon them? Trust Rose to find the only other monsters that exist beside us. I’m so giving her a piece of mind after I drag her bratty ass home.
His paw swipes at my face, and I sink my teeth into it, which makes him roar as Jax’s teeth slice through the pad of his paw. His claws scratch out to me as he waves his… arm? Shit, I need to read Winnie the Pooh again to refresh my memory of what I’m supposed to call bear body parts. I wonder if I can bribe this one with some honey…
“Jonah, focus, for fuck’s sake!” Jax screams at me.
Oh right, we’re fighting a bear now! I don’t think he enjoys my running commentary like Kaif does. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Eziah taking his sweet ass time as he gets undressed.
I glare at Eziah through Jax’s eyes as he folds his clothes and the bears circle around him. He doesn’t seem even a little fazed by the threat looming close by as he keeps his leisurely pace of getting unchanged.
Casen is already fighting two and has a spear stuck in his side while the rest circle around, watching, with their spears ready. These bitches really do not know what a civilized fight is supposed to be.
My attention is pulled back to the highest rank Winnie impersonator as he roars and swipes at my back. His claws rake through my fur, down to our tail before he grabs it and flings me across the tiny clearing.
We hit a tree, and Jax gets back to his feet with a vicious roar. He shakes out his fur, spraying blood everywhere as we turn back toward our target.
The bear stands up, towering over and growling on us. He then drops back down and charges ferociously. Jax growls as he does the same and charges at the bear. He springs off his feet and onto the bear’s back with a sole intention of tearing into his neck. I can feel warm flesh under our teeth.
“Fucker’s got thick skin,” Jax growls at me.
“Make a good rug. We need a new one,” I tell him.
The one thing that isn’t on this bear’s side is that we have speed. He can’t possibly match it with his fat ass. Besides, after years of handling Kaif, this is child’s play for us. We have plenty of tricks under our sleeve he doesn’t expect. Or should I say under our fur?