Love at First Roar (BBW Paranormal Shapeshifter Werebear Romance) (Grayslake Book 4)

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is beyond me.”
    “You’re a Healer, dear. If you can fix something, I’m sure you can take it apart again. It was breathing at one point, right?” His mother patted his shoulder as he passed, and he refused to address what she’d said.
    It just… She… He didn’t even know what…
    “Now, I’ll take Kira and introduce—”
    “No.”
    “No,” Isaac’s snap overrode Kira’s firm denial.
    Mom sniffed. “Fine then, destroy a mother’s deepest wish to introduce her son’s future mate to the clan.” With that, she spun on her very high heels and click clacked the way she’d come.
    “I’m sorry.” Isaac was pretty sure he’d be doing the same thing over and over again today. “She’s…”
    “Don’t be. She’s wonderful, but overwhelming. Today’s gonna be hard enough. I’d prefer to stay with you.”
    “Then that’s what will happen.” Isaac went into action and one of those wide, joyful smiles graced his lips once again. He really needed to get his mother under control.
    The bear told him to leave his mother alone. It liked the idea of mating Kira.
    When he urged her to walk with him, she didn’t release her firm hold on his arm, clutching him in an intimate grasp. He enjoyed it way too much and his cock twitched, reaffirming his pleasure at the touch.
    Kira might not be able to see very well, but she could sure as hell smell and he needed to put a cap on his arousal. Now.
    All too soon they emerged onto the back porch, the low rumble of the crowd filling the air. His bear both bristled and huffed in approval—enjoying that they were surrounded by other bears, yet hating that they were surrounded by other bears. Kira was theirs, even if she was unmated. So while the clan could protect her if needed, someone could also try to steal her.
    The thoughts had his heart stuttering, faltering in its regular beat.
    Unmated. And he was possessive and aggressive and…
    And he wasn’t thinking about mates and Kira. At all. He was leaving— leaving —soon.
    The bear’s snort said he was delusional.
    Instead of fighting, he murmured the number of steps to Kira, outlining any uneven areas and glaring at anyone who didn’t move aside fast enough.
    Interested glances passed over her and he met each one with a glower. Men needed to stop checking her out. He knew she was curved and lush in all the right places, but they didn’t have to drool over her.
    Whispers followed in their wake, some about him. Okay, they were mostly about him. And he fought to ignore each one as he prayed Kira would do the same.
    One particular, vicious whisper reached them. “ She has to be blind to be with him. ”
    When she paused in the middle of their travels, he realized she wasn’t going to let it go. Dammit. She was a little clumsy, a little absent minded, but those traits paled against her backbone of steel.
    With unerring precision, she released him and spun to face the source of the words.
    “Kira, wait.” He reached for her again, hating that she was exposed to this acidic side of the clan, but he didn’t want her fighting his battles. As cocky as he tried to act, there was no hiding the truth of his damaged features.
    Of course, she didn’t wait. No, she shrugged off his touch and padded toward the bitchy bear. Ebenezer stayed at her side, his nose touching her palm, seeming to communicate any difficulties in her path. She strode forward, strong and tall without hesitation.
    “I would have to be blind to be with him? Isaac?” Kira snorted.
    The woman, Vanessa, returned with a vicious laugh. “Of course. I mean, look at him.”
    The bitch waved toward him and he rolled his eyes.
    “Uh-huh.” Kira didn’t drop Ebenezer’s leash as she propped her hands on her hips.
    Tension filled her, tightening her muscles, but not in fear. Nope, she was settling in, and as his mother often said, “getting ready to release a big old ball of hatefire.”
    “All right. I admit, I’m fairly blind. I’m a mole, it’s just

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