Mated to the Wilde Bear

Laurel pulled back from Xavier, swiping at the last of her tears. She’d cried herself out and now her wits had returned enough to leave her mortified both for herself and her fox. She wasn’t sure how he’d found her out here, but then, she didn’t really remember how she’d gotten here either. Staving off the change for so long always did that to her. When she finally did give over to her fox, it was always a blur of panic as her animal raced for the safety of thickets and burrows. She didn’t even remember shifting or leaving her house.

The breeze pricked at her bare skin, raising goosebumps along her arms and breasts. But the way her nipples hardened into tight peaks had nothing to do with the weather and everything to do with being on display for the hottest man she’d ever seen. First, he’d seen her fox and now… her everything else was exposed. Goodness, she was laid bare in the worst way right now.

She felt Xavier’s eyes on her face but couldn’t bring herself to meet his gaze. Her cheek burned as his eyes flickered down to the rest of her. “This is so embarrassing,” she said, but Xavier’s hungry gaze made it clear he felt no remorse in his perusal of her.

“Don’t be,” he said. “I’m enjoying the view.”

He stood back just far enough to give her the same vantage point of his body. His broad shoulders tapered into a toned waist and below that, the largest cock she’d ever seen pointed directly at her. Every inch of him looked hard as stone. Delicious. She wondered what he tasted like.

she must look compared to him. She really hoped

understand. What made you so upset?” He looked away into

the urge to shift for so long that when it came on me today, I couldn’t fight it any longer. I shifted and panicked and ended up way out here. I

She braced herself for judgment, or worse, laughter, but he only looked at her with concern. “Don’t apologize for what you

self from everyone for so long. Xavier watched her with such earnest caring as if he really wanted to help. Besides, he was a shifter. He knew what it was like. Maybe she’d been wrong about him being

it, she taught me to keep it out of sight. Keep it a secret, she said, so no one could use it to hurt me. Most of the time, I did that, but sometimes, the fox would slip out, and my dad would scream at

hiding,” he murmured. “That couldn’t