Free Love at First Roar (BBW Paranormal Shapeshifter Werebear Romance) (Grayslake Book 4) by Celia Kyle

one of those things.” Kira nodded.
    Vanessa scoffed. “So I’m right. That is the only way he could get a woman.”
    Damn, that made Kira tense even more, and he sidled up to her, ready to step between Vanessa and Kira if needed. If it came to bear versus mole, he knew Vanessa would win.
    “The thing about being a mole is that we live and die by our noses.” Kira lifted a hand and tapped her nose. “If you can’t see, you need some way to get around. That means I can scent a hell of a lot more than you. And I do it in stereo. No matter where you stand, no matter the sway of the wind. I can find you.”
    “Whatever.” Vanessa crossed her arms over her chest. “You’re just a blind chick feeling sorry for the clan’s broken bear. Or he’s feeling sorry for you. Either way, you deserve each other.”
    Rage suffused him, his bear rushing forward and ready to tear the woman apart for her hateful words. He didn’t care about himself. No, his anger was due to what she flung at the woman he’d quickly come to care about. The only thing that stayed him was the small touch to his hand, her fingertips ghosting over his forearm. She granted the connection just as fast as she removed it, but it was enough to soothe the animal and hold it back. For now.
    “Uh-huh. All right. How about I tell you something? Hmm…”
    Oh shit. She’d adopted a tone he often had when arguing with his brothers. One that said “I’m about to teach you a lesson and make you feel dumb, shit for brains.”
    “Let’s start with the man at your side.” Kira gestured toward Hugh, one of the weaker bears in their clan. “He’s been half hard since I came within ten feet of you. Fully hard just after I passed.”
    Isaac glared at the blushing man. There would be a reckoning there. He refused to have competition nearby.
    “And I bet you know he’s just shy of coming in his pants. All that arousal clouds the air. From him, it almost made me gag, but whatever.”
    Hugh was so dead. Ty would get over losing a bear.
    But even when Vanessa gasped and turned her own glare on the man at her side, Kira continued. “As for you… you reacted the same way. You creamed your panties like you were watching God’s gift to pornos with a rabbit vibe in your hoo-ha. Now, you could claim you’re a lesbian and I’m your dream woman or that your arousal is due to the guy next to you, but I’m thinking it’s for Isaac. You want him, except all these other women, their opinions, keep you from going after him. And now it’s too late for two reasons: One, you’re a bitch, and two, I don’t share.” With that parting shot, Kira spun on her heel, snared Isaac’s arm and tugged, silently urging him to lead her away.
    He couldn’t withhold the wide smile that blossomed on his lips or the pride that filled his heart. She’d gone after the bitch and won, cutting the woman down with her quiet words. Kira hadn’t said them very loudly, each one mostly whispered, but he knew the story would be spread through the gathering within the hour.
    Vanessa’s low growl had him freezing and spinning, but Ebenezer got there before Isaac. The happy, slobbering, goofy puppy transformed before his eyes, quickly becoming a vicious dog more than prepared to take on a werebear bitch. Saliva dripped from his jaws, teeth bared, and fur on end as he released a savage growl.
    Vanessa slid to a stop, feet scraping on dirt and damp grass, and the move had her flailing her arms to stay upright. “What the fuck?”
    Isaac’s animal shoved against his skin and the slight sting of fur emerging from his pores was quickly followed by a deep ache in his bones. The bear was damn near ready to take over whether he liked it or not.
    “Isaac?” Kira’s voice was low, a slight tremble to his name, and the animal fought harder to come forth.
    The woman would dare frighten Kira? She was his and Vanessa… He took a step forward, edging partially in front of Kira as he faced off with the