The Mane Squeeze
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Not that Im aware, he answered.
Not that youre She gritted her teeth together, her hands curling into fists. Youre not getting this, are you?
Not really.
Pacing in a circle, Gwen snarled, Are you fucking her?
Shocked and hurt, Lock said, Im not fucking her. Or anybody, he rushed to add. But especially Judy
skin and bones does not a good time in bed make.
Is that why you walked away last night? Is that why you couldnt see me today? Because of her?
Because you were planning to be busy fucking her while youre busy turning me down? Is that whats going on here, Jersey?
It suddenly occurred to Lock that Gwens scent had changed, but it wasnt a new scent. No. It was the same one she had when shed slammed her fist into that She-wolfs face and spit blood in her eye.
So Gwen having that scent nowprobably not a good thing.
While Sissy unknowingly kept the bears busy by ramblingand Christ knew, the woman could rambleMitch slipped into the bears kitchen. No matter what his baby sister thought, he wasnt stupid.
Someone had tipped off that grizzly, but he had no idea who. Who among his friends would betray him? Who among his friends would risk the wrath of the mighty lion in order to help out a frickin bear?
He didnt know, but he was determined to find out. Determined to know who was getting between him and his ultimate goal of getting Gwen back to her Pride and her family. New York was no place for someone so sweet and delicate and vulnerable as his Gwenie. And he definitely wouldnt leave her in the hands of somesomebear.
Oversized, larvae-eating, easily startled, toe-playing, carcass-stealing bears! His sister deserved a nice, solid lionwell, maybe not a lion. A tiger? No. He detested tigers. A mountain lion? Eh. Perhaps a full-human? He rolled his eyes at the thought, but at least a full-human was easily controlled. Unlike those bears.
Moving over to the landline phone attached to the wall, Mitch eased the receiver out of the cradle and hit star six nine. Less than a full ring later, the other end was picked up and he heard a female voice ask, Alla?
Did it go okay?
His eyes narrowed. He knew that voice. Where did he know that voice from? He was waiting for the voice to speak again so he could narrow it down, when a very large arm reached around him and disconnected the call. Swallowing, the scent of She-bear nearly choking him, Mitch turned and looked directly into large brown eyes.
The She-bear took the phone from Mitchs hand and placed it back in the cradle. He watched her closely, refusing to cower in the face of an old bear. Sure, she was his heightand widerbut she was older and the intellectual type. Nothing to be worried about.
You and your sisterhave the same cheekbonesand eye color. But you look more much more like your brother. She gently placed big hands on Mitchs shoulders. She had so many funny stories about growing up in Philly with you and her mothers Pride.
Her Pride, Mitch was quick to correct. Gwens Pride.
The sows head tilted to the side. Really? She blinked, then said, Anyway, while we were exchanging stories, I did tell her about a family vacation we had in Alaska one year. A bison bull, about seventeen hundred pounds or so, came out of nowhere and I guess I just panicked, but she shrugged, her gaze drifting up to the ceiling it did provide a lot of meat for the rest of the camping trip.
Thats when Mitch tried to walk away, but she gripped his shoulders tight, and it took all of his strength not to drop to his knees from the pressure of it. I guess I just felt my cubs were being threatened by that bison.
Silly, huh? They do say that the most dangerous place anyone could be caught is between a bear sow and her cubs, but both Lock and Iona were adults when this happened, so I thought Id be over all that by then. Her hands briefly tightened again and Mitch was sure he heard something pop in his shoulders. But I discovered that one is never too old to feel protective of their cubs and to destroy whatever may be threatening the life and happiness of their offspring. Isnt that fascinating?
Not waiting for an answer, she put her arm around Mitch and steered him back out to the dining room.
Well, the sow said sweetly to everyone in the room, it looks as if its time for us to get our dinner under way. She smiled over at Van Holtz. I think its time to get that steak in the oven, Ric.
Yes, maam.
As the wolf passed, she added, And remember, very rare.
As if Id cook it any other way.
She focused back on Mitch and the rest of the interlopers. Im so glad I had a chance to meet and chat with Gwens friends, and Im sure well all be seeing each other again soon. Her arm still around Mitch, she ushered them out of the dining room, briefly pausing by the way-too-thin She-bear. You, too, Judy. Time to go.
Yes, but I was invited
Not by me, and I dont like you. Her daughter started to disagree, but when her mother jerked her hand up, the younger sow quickly moved behind her father. And Mitch didnt blame that female one bit.
But its been great having all of you over! the older sow said cheerily. Its so rare for us to have so many wonderful breeds in our house at one time. For some reason, only bears ever come here.
Not that youre She gritted her teeth together, her hands curling into fists. Youre not getting this, are you?
Not really.
Pacing in a circle, Gwen snarled, Are you fucking her?
Shocked and hurt, Lock said, Im not fucking her. Or anybody, he rushed to add. But especially Judy
skin and bones does not a good time in bed make.
Is that why you walked away last night? Is that why you couldnt see me today? Because of her?
Because you were planning to be busy fucking her while youre busy turning me down? Is that whats going on here, Jersey?
It suddenly occurred to Lock that Gwens scent had changed, but it wasnt a new scent. No. It was the same one she had when shed slammed her fist into that She-wolfs face and spit blood in her eye.
So Gwen having that scent nowprobably not a good thing.
While Sissy unknowingly kept the bears busy by ramblingand Christ knew, the woman could rambleMitch slipped into the bears kitchen. No matter what his baby sister thought, he wasnt stupid.
Someone had tipped off that grizzly, but he had no idea who. Who among his friends would betray him? Who among his friends would risk the wrath of the mighty lion in order to help out a frickin bear?
He didnt know, but he was determined to find out. Determined to know who was getting between him and his ultimate goal of getting Gwen back to her Pride and her family. New York was no place for someone so sweet and delicate and vulnerable as his Gwenie. And he definitely wouldnt leave her in the hands of somesomebear.
Oversized, larvae-eating, easily startled, toe-playing, carcass-stealing bears! His sister deserved a nice, solid lionwell, maybe not a lion. A tiger? No. He detested tigers. A mountain lion? Eh. Perhaps a full-human? He rolled his eyes at the thought, but at least a full-human was easily controlled. Unlike those bears.
Moving over to the landline phone attached to the wall, Mitch eased the receiver out of the cradle and hit star six nine. Less than a full ring later, the other end was picked up and he heard a female voice ask, Alla?
Did it go okay?
His eyes narrowed. He knew that voice. Where did he know that voice from? He was waiting for the voice to speak again so he could narrow it down, when a very large arm reached around him and disconnected the call. Swallowing, the scent of She-bear nearly choking him, Mitch turned and looked directly into large brown eyes.
The She-bear took the phone from Mitchs hand and placed it back in the cradle. He watched her closely, refusing to cower in the face of an old bear. Sure, she was his heightand widerbut she was older and the intellectual type. Nothing to be worried about.
You and your sisterhave the same cheekbonesand eye color. But you look more much more like your brother. She gently placed big hands on Mitchs shoulders. She had so many funny stories about growing up in Philly with you and her mothers Pride.
Her Pride, Mitch was quick to correct. Gwens Pride.
The sows head tilted to the side. Really? She blinked, then said, Anyway, while we were exchanging stories, I did tell her about a family vacation we had in Alaska one year. A bison bull, about seventeen hundred pounds or so, came out of nowhere and I guess I just panicked, but she shrugged, her gaze drifting up to the ceiling it did provide a lot of meat for the rest of the camping trip.
Thats when Mitch tried to walk away, but she gripped his shoulders tight, and it took all of his strength not to drop to his knees from the pressure of it. I guess I just felt my cubs were being threatened by that bison.
Silly, huh? They do say that the most dangerous place anyone could be caught is between a bear sow and her cubs, but both Lock and Iona were adults when this happened, so I thought Id be over all that by then. Her hands briefly tightened again and Mitch was sure he heard something pop in his shoulders. But I discovered that one is never too old to feel protective of their cubs and to destroy whatever may be threatening the life and happiness of their offspring. Isnt that fascinating?
Not waiting for an answer, she put her arm around Mitch and steered him back out to the dining room.
Well, the sow said sweetly to everyone in the room, it looks as if its time for us to get our dinner under way. She smiled over at Van Holtz. I think its time to get that steak in the oven, Ric.
Yes, maam.
As the wolf passed, she added, And remember, very rare.
As if Id cook it any other way.
She focused back on Mitch and the rest of the interlopers. Im so glad I had a chance to meet and chat with Gwens friends, and Im sure well all be seeing each other again soon. Her arm still around Mitch, she ushered them out of the dining room, briefly pausing by the way-too-thin She-bear. You, too, Judy. Time to go.
Yes, but I was invited
Not by me, and I dont like you. Her daughter started to disagree, but when her mother jerked her hand up, the younger sow quickly moved behind her father. And Mitch didnt blame that female one bit.
But its been great having all of you over! the older sow said cheerily. Its so rare for us to have so many wonderful breeds in our house at one time. For some reason, only bears ever come here.
