Mated to the Wilde Bear

Chapter 9: Laurel

“So, you’re DOT. That means you’ll be on site for the rescues this season?” Nash asked.

“Gerald’s still around,” she assured them. “He’ll be back from vacation in a few days. I’m filling in until he’s back and then who knows. I wouldn’t mind it, though. Today was fun to watch.”

“I bet.” Jake gave her an exaggerated wink and Xavier growled.

She laughed. “I meant the crowd. Your alpha caused quite a stir when he refused the medic’s help and opted to carry the guy all the way down.”

“Show off,” Jake said, and Nash shook his head.

“No wonder you didn’t call us,” Nash said. He leaned in and whispered to Laurel. “He just loves the spotlight. Doesn’t want any of us to get the attention.”

She shot Xavier a wry smile, remembering the way he ducked away from the crowd of women who’d shouted for him as he’d walked away from her. “Definitely a diva,” she agreed.

smiled at that. Here it was easy to see how their community was so accepting of a crew of bears living so openly as shifters. When they turned on the charm, it was

at work found out about her animal. She’d lost a job before. Friends, family even, over her being a shifter, and she’d promised herself

had been growing in this town. A shame, since she’d moved

that and caught Xavier watching her before she could cover

asked. She nodded. “Walk

the far end of the deck where they’d stood earlier. This time, he led her around the corner so that they were out of sight of the rest

a good time?”

I got out like

the distance between them, and Laurel’s nerves rattled all over again—for a different reason. She’d been fine in front of the group. Even when Xavier’s hand had reached for hers under the table, she’d let him touch her and kept

inhaled again, and this time, it wasn’t pine or forest she smelled. She froze. Pheromones. God, he’d

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