Her Bear To Keep (Second Chance Shifters 5)
orgasm began to crash over her.
    “Bite me,” he demanded, his hands on her hips and hooded eyes on hers.
    Everything felt right this time, and Jordan knew without a doubt that Tyson was her mate. She wasn’t going to stand in her own way anymore, so she reared back, then clasped her mouth on his heaving chest and bit him hard, completing the claiming of her mate and promising to be with him for the rest of her life.
    Tyson’s growl filled the room as his seed burst within her, which was all she needed to join him and tumble over the edge.
    Jordan rode out her orgasm until it crested, and they were both left panting and trying to catch their breath.
    Her head hit his shoulder and she felt him lift the hair off the nape of her neck before he kissed her there sweetly.
    “Thank you,” Ty said softly, causing her to turn her head and look at him. “You’ve given me the greatest gift and made me the happiest man on earth.”
    “I’m happy too,” Jordan replied, brushing her lips across his jaw. “I’m sorry I’ve put us through such hell.”
    Ty caressed her face and was about to reply, when Vicious decided it was time to let his displeasure at having his sleep interrupted be known.
    “What the hell is that?” Ty asked, turning his head to the bed where Vicious was hissing.
    “My cat.”
    Ty’s eyes met hers and she shrugged.
    “I was lonely.”
    Ty closed his eyes, then said in a resigned tone, “Just keep it away from me.”
    Jordan chuckled. Tyson had always hated cats.
    “Does that mean we’re going home?”
    Dropping a quick kiss on her lips, Tyson grinned and said, “At least you’re already packed.”

Tyson
    “ I ’m so happy for you, brother,” Tyson said to Drake.
    They were sitting in a bar with Mika. It was their first chance to get together since Drake had gotten back from his honeymoon.
    “I’m happy for you too, man,” Drake replied with a grin, raising his glass of whiskey in a toast. “To you and Jordan finally getting your shit together.”
    “I’ll drink to that,” Mika said wryly, and they all raised their glasses before drinking.
    “And thanks to you both for not letting shit fall apart while I was gone.”
    Ty chuckled and thought that although he hadn’t minded being in charge for a couple weeks, he was glad his friend was home and back in his rightful place as their Sheriff and Clan Chief.
    “Oh, I forgot to mention it earlier, but Trinity Snow is back in town and she needs to set up a meeting with you,” Tyson said as he leaned back against the booth seat.
    “No shit?” Drake replied. “What about?”
    “She’s a shifter,” Ty answered, keeping his voice low so that only Drake and Mika could hear him. “A late bloomer, like me, except in her case, she didn’t even know it was in her bloodline. Found out the hard way while she was living in LA… She came back to start a life here.”
    “What’s the issue?”
    “She’s a snow leopard.”
    Drake’s eyes shot to him, his surprise evident.
    “There are no snow leopards around here.”
    “There is now,” Ty replied with a grin. “She doesn’t know who her father is. He could have been a drifter, or it could have happened somewhere else… I don’t know the particulars, but this is home to her. Her mom is here, she has friends here, and she wants to start a dance studio.”
    “So she wants to stay and set up roots, and is asking for clan approval?”
    “Yeah, that about sums it up.”
    Mika grunted, and both men turned to see that he was looking down into his glass of amber liquid looking miserable.
    “Everything okay?” Ty asked his friend.
    Mika’s head lifted, and he looked embarrassed at having his friends catch him brooding.
    “Fine,” he said, then got up quickly from the table and grunted “bathroom,” walking toward the back of the bar.
    “What the hell was that?” Drake asked Ty.
    “He hasn’t said anything, but with the way he freaked when he saw me and Trinity on a date, and the way

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