Bear (Ghost Mountain Wolf Shifters Book 6) by Audrey Faye

Author:Audrey Faye [Faye, Audrey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fireweed Publishing LTD
Published: 2020-02-26T16:00:00+00:00

RONAN

I can smell the snow. It’s faint, buried under the smells of sub-arctic forest that my bear acclimated to long ago, and the less common smells of the lunch he carries over his broad shoulders.

The weight is nothing, and Kelsey’s delight at being able to bring so many apple slices for Fallon lit a bright and shining glow inside my ribs. I look over at the tiny red wolf who has already dashed between my paws a dozen times. That, also, feeds the glow. I usually have to work to earn such trust. This small one, she gifts it.

My bear would carry apple slices into war if she wished it.

Another pup tumbles through my paws, this one paying far less attention. No matter. I swat Mellie into the air because it makes her yip with glee, and because her alpha is ready to catch her. Pup basketball wasn’t a game I imagined playing on this run, but Reilly set me straight this morning.

They have heard the stories of Whistler Pack shenanigans. He had a list.

My bear rumbles his approval. The cub is focused. Observant.

I snicker and hope he remembers that when we’re trying to make an ice cave out of a snowball’s worth of snow. That, too, was on the list.

He grins. Maybe a bridge of ice. One big enough for the pups to stand on and roar.

I chuckle and swat Jade toward her alpha a lot more gently than I tossed Mellie. A bridge isn’t actually a bad idea, and it might convince Bailey to reinstate whatever she did to my login for the bridges learning module.

Apparently we aren’t supposed to re-write the provincial curriculum.

I veer to avoid the large tree that’s trying to get in the way of my romp and nearly squash Kennedy as she drops down from one of its branches. She rolls under my belly, a fancy piece of footwork that has Kel rolling his eyes and Dorie cackling overhead. They’re part of the crew traveling in human form alongside packmates who can’t find comfort in their fur.

That somehow finds a warm place inside my ribs, too. This pack has such ease with each other. Such lack of demand to be anything other than what is real and true. Belonging that is freely given, not earned. It tugs at me. I brought clothing and boots so I can travel human on the way home. I hope to walk with Terrence for a while. He writes poems that wreck my soul wonderfully.

Teesha says I should maybe not tell him that quite yet.

Two wolves dash in front of my nose, and they’re not pups this time. One is Layla, who gave me a big hug last night before she snuck off to the hot pools with her mate. The other is a wolf I don’t know, but I can tell by the look in her eyes that she didn’t mean to get this close to a polar bear.

I slow my walk and keep her in my peripheral vision.

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