The Warrior's Touch (A Viking Bear Shifter Romance) by Selena Scott & Ava Clark

Author:Selena Scott & Ava Clark [Scott, Selena & Clark, Ava]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal & Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Adult Themes, The Viking Bear Shifters Mate, Supernatural Fantasy, Protection & Safety, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Multicultural & Interspecies Relationships, Romantic Schemes, Dangerous & Deadly, Romantic Suspense, Mystery & Intrigue, Mythical Creatures, Action & Adventure, Violence & Crime Story, SciFi Fantasy Romance, Hearts Desire, Futuristic, Beautiful & Feisty, Novella Short Story, A Viking Bear Shifter Romance
Publisher: Selena Scott
Published: 2019-08-01T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN - AARIC

Ah yes, the clear-aired, sunlight-flickered dawn..

My paws lay upon the ground gratefully. This bearness was exactly what I'd needed. When I stayed in my human form too long, I often got caught in mental traps, lost perspective.

I let my gaze roam across the tree-studded hills I'd wandered onto. Grise and Chuld were nearby keeping watch, having agreed that it wasn't wise for us to split up while I was still in the king's firm disfavor. Although I doubted the king would kill me for what I’d done, preparation was every warrior’s first defense.

Aye, in one fool cock-driven move, I'd ruined all our chances of easily assimilating into the Waterpaws, at least for the foreseeable future.

I could still hear Grise's yells ringing in my ears from last night: “Idiot! You forced me to wait around on our plan, while you were up your own ass chasing the royal wench. You may have just cost us everything!”

Cost us everything...

My teeth ground together. Grise was right. I'd gotten distracted. Stupid. Thinking I could just openly defy the king like that was pure insanity. With his sister, no less.

But for Thor's sake, if the sight of Dahlia and her curves didn't just drive me insane—then and now.

Not that I was in any way, shape, or form permitted to see her now. There were even guards stationed outside of her tent.

Although there was still talk of the berserkers coming, there had been no actual sign of their apparent impending arrival, nor even an official confirmation on the part of the king or any of the noble men or ladies.

Perhaps it was just something Hildre had threatened Dahlia with, something the Waterpaws had overheard and run with. After all, the camp was full of silly old rumors. One spoke of the bear ripper, a mythical beast who traveled at night and preyed on lone bears by ripping out their throats. None had ever seen him, of course. Another spoke of a bear sorceress who collected the eyes of badly behaved bear cubs for a spicy stew.

Anyway, I wasn't one for riddles or rumors. When I saw the berserkers with my own eyes, that was when I'd start to worry.

I shook the human thoughts out of my bear head. I rose up on hind legs and let out a loud, long roar.

The hills echoed it back to me, louder and stranger.

And then another.

And then another.

I fell back on all fours, my back stiffening. The hills hadn't echoed back my own roar.

No, that was...

I made the shapes out on the horizon before the new roars reached me—bear shapes advancing incredibly fast.

Seconds later, Chuld had reached me, his bear face somehow even more frightened than his human one. “Berserkers—we have to get back to camp.”

“But—”

“Come on.” Grise grabbed me by the arm and yanked me along.

I swallowed back the growl rankling in my throat. It bristled, tucking tail and running like this. After a few paces, I pulled myself free to get a good look at them.

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