Tags:
Fiction,
Romance,
Paranormal,
Adult,
Erotic,
Courage,
alaska,
Shifter,
werebear,
bear,
Mate,
Fathers - Death,
Mourning,
Gym,
Confusion,
Midnight Sun
into her, a steady, warm stream of passion springing from his dick and into her. They held each other and trembled as the satisfaction of finding their release swept over them.
When their bodies had finally stopped quaking, Tyler gently rolled off of her and lay beside her in the bed of thick wildflowers. He reached out and laced his fingers with hers, and they lay there basking in the beauty of the bright blue sky, and the beauty of each other. They were silent for several minutes, until Kat squeezed Tyler’s hand.
“I love you, Bear,” she said.
“I love you, too, Kat,” he replied.
Kat smiled up at the wispy clouds floating by. She had discovered exactly what she came here to find.
* * *
Several hours and one bottle of wine later, Tyler grabbed the corkscrew to start opening the second bottle. Full, happy, and a little bit drunk on wine and love, Kat stuffed the last olive into her mouth. Five minutes remained until midnight, and the sun still shone down on the pair as they reveled in their newly admitted love for each other.
She had spent the majority of their dinnertime grilling Tyler with question after question about bear shifters. Tyler explained that the genetic mutation had occurred millions of years ago, when a small number of animals didn’t fully evolve into humans. He could shift between bear and human form at will, although if he stayed in bear form longer than a month, he was in danger of being stuck that way. She discovered that Tyler’s four buddies—Neal, Ryker, Eric, and Alan—were all shifters as well. Neal was their leader, or “alpha,” as they called him. Kenzie was Ryker’s human life mate, and Delaney was Eric’s human life mate. Tyler promised Kat that he would properly introduce her to all of them soon.
Tyler’s voice took on a somber tone as he told Kat about the Blizzard clan, and about how they had poisoned most of the Northern Lights Clan in an attempt to wipe them out. The five bears that remained were determined not to let the Blizzards take them down, and that’s why they were all building cabins near each other on the outskirts of town. They wanted to stick together to better protect themselves when the Blizzards returned in full force for the winter.
Tyler spoke with excitement about rebuilding the clan, however. He told Kat that the clan all hoped that Kenzie’s new baby would be the first of many new shifter cubs for the Northern Lights Clan. Kat was most fascinated to learn that the shifter gene mutation was dominant, and almost always passed on when bear shifters mated with humans.
“So, Kenzie will have a shifter baby when she gives birth?”
“That’s right.”
“And… hypothetically speaking, if we ever had a kid, it would be a shifter.”
“Almost certainly.”
“Wow.”
“Does that bother you?” Tyler asked.
“No, I think it’s pretty cool, actually,” Kat said, and then glanced at her watch. “Thirty seconds until midnight!”
Tyler handed her a fresh glass of wine, and when ten seconds remained, they counted down until the clock struck midnight.
“Happy non-sunset,” Tyler said, clinking his glass with Kat’s.
“Happy non-sunset,” she replied.
They toasted and cheered the midnight sun, and Kat felt happier than she had in ages. But Tyler wasn’t done with the surprises, yet.
“I have one more thing I want to give you,” he said, and he stood to walk over to the four wheeler. He opened the storage compartment and pulled out a shoebox that had a ribbon wrapped around it and tied in a bow.
“You got me shoes?” Kat asked, her expression filled with curiosity as Tyler handed her the shoebox.
“More than just shoes. Open it.”
Kat pulled the ribbon from the box and took off the lid. Inside, she found a brightly colored pair of new running shoes in hot pink and teal hues.
“Tyler, these are adorable! Thank you so much. But you didn’t have to get me anything.”
“I wanted to do this for you. Look under the