Timberman Werebear (Saw Bears Book 3) by T. S. Joyce

Author:T. S. Joyce
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Werebear, Bear, Fiction, Romance, Adult, Shifter, Erotic Romance Fiction, Erotica
Publisher: T.S. Joyce
Published: 2015-03-26T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

That tattoo. Oh Mylanta, that tattoo!

Tribal symbols covered Denison’s left pec and flowed into abstract shapes that formed what definitely looked like a fearsome badger on his shoulder.

Brighton stalled, smiling at her with his head cocked. He leaned forward, close to her ear. Close enough for her to hear his struggling whisper. “You’ve always been his.”

Chills rippled up her forearms as he turned and walked away. Skyler and Brooke looked at her like she’d grown a floppy dong out of her forehead.

“Uuuh,” Brooke said. “Did Brighton just talk to you?”

“Does he not talk to you?”

“Nope,” Skyler said, shaking her head for emphasis. “That man hasn’t talked to anyone since I moved to the trailer park.”

“Oh.” She watched Brighton’s receding back. He was covered in curious scars, all perfectly straight from his spine to his side like tiger stripes, and aligned in rows like he’d been deliberately cut for decoration. “Maybe he talks to me because I’m Denison’s girlfriend…er, mate.”

“Maybe,” Brooke said, following the others. Over her shoulder she said, “But I haven’t seen him talk to Denison either.”

Holy shit. Well, that was a revelation. Danielle suddenly felt honored that Brighton had chosen to share that whisper with her. He always swallowed hard after he said something, as if it hurt to make that much effort to push air particles past his vocal chords. But he’d still done it…for her.

The brothers climbed nimbly up onto springboards suspended halfway up the tall, vertical chopping logs, high up in the air. The boards bounced under them as they tested their balance. Kellen climbed up beside one of the Gray Back competitors and lifted his lip in a snarl.

Denison hadn’t spared a glance at the Gray Back competitors until he was finished with each event. But right now, tension rolled off his shoulders when Matt took the log right next to him and stared at him with an obnoxious, empty smile on his lips.

“Come on, Denison,” she said, clapping and hoping to hold his attention away from Matt’s whispered taunts.

Brighton crouched down on his springboard, ax held out for balance like he was going to tackle Denison any second. It was the eyes. Denny was seething, the fury lightening his eyes to a snow white color.

Tagan was standing closer to his competitors and called out something sharp to Denison, but she couldn’t understand what he said.

Denison’s lips pulled away from his teeth as he pulled the ax out of his stump and turned his attention toward Matt.

Matt was already bending at the knees, like he was ready to brawl and get disqualified too, right here in front of everyone.

Aw, shit pills. “Denny!” she yelled.

He turned slowly as the announcer asked if the contestants were ready.

Danielle gave him a glare and angled her chin. “I want that goat, Denny.”

He stared at her, and for a moment, she thought he couldn’t understand the words she was saying anymore. Maybe he was too far gone. But when that whistle blew, Denny angled his body and sank the ax deep into the flesh of the log he was balanced on.

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