Free Two Bears are Better Than One (Alpha Werebear Romance) (Broken Pine Bears Book 1) by Lynn Red

down either side of her face to wipe away the tears. “You’re fearless,” Rogue said, in a voice that was barely above a whisper, as soon as Jill stopped shaking quite so much.
    She let out a hollow laugh. “I don’t know where you get fearless from me shaking like a terrified squirrel,” she said. “I’ve never actually shot anything before, I—”
    “You ended a frenzy,” Rogue cut in. “You stopped the wolves from getting whipped up into a blood-fed rage. My brother, King, we were in the woods, watching them and waiting. We can take five or ten of the wolves each, but an entire pack? Not a chance.”
    “So I saved...?”
    He nodded, slowly and solemnly. “The two of us, our cubs, perhaps. It’s hard to tell what lupines are going to do when they get worked up like that.”
    Jill shook her head. “I thought they were,” she swallowed. “Full moons, or something? I don’t know. I don’t know about any of this.”
    A surge of fear, then anger at herself for being afraid, and then at Rogue for not being a normal bear, ripped through Jill. She pushed away from him, though he held her at arms’ length. “You’re not supposed to exist!” she said. “None of you are! None of this is! You’re supposed to be a bunch of bears that wander around the woods, eat berries, and I’m supposed to watch you and—”
    Her mark burning stopped Jill’s tirade short.
    “We do do those things,” Rogue said in his quietly powerful way. He regarded her cautiously, like he was trying to figure out the best way to say something that was rolling around in his mind. For a long moment though, the two of them just watched one another.
    Jill chewed her lip, like she always did when she couldn’t think of anything else to do with herself.
    “Have you never wondered about the mark on your chest?” he finally asked. “The one I know you feel burning? We both have them too. You’ve never—”
    He said we , she thought. We.
    “You said she—” Another voice, very similar to Rogue’s, but slightly deeper and calmer, broke the silence.
    “Who is—” Jill turned to the left, toward the door, as someone she knew, but couldn’t place, stepped through. He too was nearly naked. Huge, muscled thighs flexed every time he moved. Jill felt her mouth fall open, but couldn’t do anything aside from stare.
    She shook her head. She knew this man, just like she’d known Rogue.
    “You’re...”
    Running his hand over his wavy, black hair, King stared back. “King,” he said simply. “My brother told me he’d found you. I don’t understand how this is possible, though.”
    Jill scoffed. “ You don’t? The giant, magically transforming bear-man doesn’t understand how I am possible? Did I just step into la-la land?”
    “No,” King said. “I don’t know where that is, but it isn’t here.”
    He and Rogue exchanged a glance. “I don’t know either,” Rogue said. “Is that like Virginia?”
    A smile crept across Jill’s taut lips. That was the first time she realized she’d pulled them into a line. Just that instant of levity relaxed her enough to let emotions other than fear and anger come through. “It’s just an expression,” she said.
    She laughed for a moment, then she smiled again, and then before she knew it, a tear was rolling down her cheek followed by another and another.
    “This is real, isn’t it? I’m not going to wake up from this like it’s one of my dreams?”
    Rogue stroked her cheek. His hands were quickly joined by one of King’s, pressed flat on Jill’s back. The heat from his palm burned through her shirt, warming her skin. “But she’s a human,” he said. “This can’t be right. Can it?”
    The shorter, more muscled Rogue, turned his face to the other bear, then back to Jill. “Don’t you feel it?” he asked the other man. “When you look at her, don’t you feel your mark burning? When I kiss her, when I taste her lips,” he paused to do just that. She felt him warm her to