Bear Mated: A BBW Bear Shifter Paranomal Romance (Pine Ridge BBW Bear Shifter Paranormal Romance Series Book 2) by Belinda Meyers Page A
Authors: Belinda Meyers
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“They’re
beautiful.”
“They really are,” Rick said.
How was Barb going to move the
jewels? She needed a bag or …
She sighed. There was only one way.
Shucking off her shirt—to the hooting of Rope Burn—she spread it flat against
the ground, then scooped all the jewels onto it. She pulled the ends together
and tied them off, then stood, holding the jewels in their temporary home in
one hand and her pistol in the other. Of course, now she was shirtless. Great. So professional, Barb . But at least she
was still the most-dressed person here.
Rick’s admiring gaze swung from her
to the prisoners, who were regarding him and Barbara coolly. “What about them?”
“Release us,” said Big Boobs.
Barbara let out a breath. To Rick,
she said, “I’m inclined to let them go.”
“Go with that!” said Bald Spot.
Rick drew Barb aside. In a quiet,
serious tone, he said, “Shifters have their own laws. I would appreciate it if
you let me handle whatever needs to be done. With them, anyway. The thief and
his woman are yours.”
She had never seen Rick so serious
before. Or at least so … mature. He wasn’t speaking on behalf of Rick Barnes,
playboy man-ho bear shifter at the moment. He was speaking on behalf of all
shifter-dom. Somehow that was quite sexy.
Hearing the rasp in her voice, she
said, “Will they honor a promise?”
“An official promise made before
witnesses? Yes, I believe so. They cleave to the old ways, like they said, and
honor will mean a great deal to them.”
She approached the netted figures.
It pained her to do this, but she addressed Big Boobs. She was the alpha’s mate
and her word would probably carry more weight than the others. The First Lady
of the Sky. Or at least of the convocation.
“I’m prepared to release you,”
Barbara said, “but only if you swear not to attack humans again.”
Big Boobs drew back her upper lip.
“Even if they invade our territory?”
“Even if.”
Big Boobs glanced to Rope Burn,
then Silver Fox. At last she swore and said, “I promise to do my best to
persuade our alpha to uphold that principle—that’s the best I can do.”
It would have to serve. “And one
other thing,” Barbara said.
“Now what? And this better be the
last!”
“It is. If you find out where the
thieves are located, you’ll inform me. I work out of the PD in Pine Ridge.
Barbara Thompson.”
“Now we know whose house to shit
on,” said Rope Burn, and Big Boobs grinned.
“Do I have your word?” Barbara
pressed.
Big Boobs flipped a lock of hair
out of her face impatiently. “Yes yes, you have my word. Those assholes don’t
deserve our loyalty anyway. Look what’s become of us because of them!”
“Very well, then.”
Barbara and Rick each took hold of
the net from opposite sides and ripped it upward, off of the imprisoned eagle
shifters. There was some grumbling and swearing as the four rose, and Barb kept
her hand on the butt of her pistol, which she’d shoved back in its sheath. No
reason to provoke them or menace them unnecessarily.
“That net stinks of fish,” said
Rope Burn, and Rick actually chuckled.
Silver Fox approached Barbara. “You
have my thanks,” she said.
Barbara inclined her head. “You
have mine.”
With that, Big Boobs Shifted, and
the others followed suit. In seconds all four brown-feathered eagles were
winging their way up toward the canopy of trees, then passing the leafy roof
and sweeping gracefully away.
“That’s too bad,” Rick said. “I
mean, it seems like Tom and Brytha have gotten away.”
Barbara tapped her chin, then smiled.
“Nope,” she said.
“No?”
“No. I’ve got a plan.”
“A plan,” he said, sounding both
amused and impressed. “To catch the thieves?”
“You know it.”
Barbara glanced down from following
the eagles’ progress to see Rick watching her. His eyes were still somewhat
sober, mature, but there was something else there, too. A heat. Desire was
plain in his face, but more
beautiful.”
“They really are,” Rick said.
How was Barb going to move the
jewels? She needed a bag or …
She sighed. There was only one way.
Shucking off her shirt—to the hooting of Rope Burn—she spread it flat against
the ground, then scooped all the jewels onto it. She pulled the ends together
and tied them off, then stood, holding the jewels in their temporary home in
one hand and her pistol in the other. Of course, now she was shirtless. Great. So professional, Barb . But at least she
was still the most-dressed person here.
Rick’s admiring gaze swung from her
to the prisoners, who were regarding him and Barbara coolly. “What about them?”
“Release us,” said Big Boobs.
Barbara let out a breath. To Rick,
she said, “I’m inclined to let them go.”
“Go with that!” said Bald Spot.
Rick drew Barb aside. In a quiet,
serious tone, he said, “Shifters have their own laws. I would appreciate it if
you let me handle whatever needs to be done. With them, anyway. The thief and
his woman are yours.”
She had never seen Rick so serious
before. Or at least so … mature. He wasn’t speaking on behalf of Rick Barnes,
playboy man-ho bear shifter at the moment. He was speaking on behalf of all
shifter-dom. Somehow that was quite sexy.
Hearing the rasp in her voice, she
said, “Will they honor a promise?”
“An official promise made before
witnesses? Yes, I believe so. They cleave to the old ways, like they said, and
honor will mean a great deal to them.”
She approached the netted figures.
It pained her to do this, but she addressed Big Boobs. She was the alpha’s mate
and her word would probably carry more weight than the others. The First Lady
of the Sky. Or at least of the convocation.
“I’m prepared to release you,”
Barbara said, “but only if you swear not to attack humans again.”
Big Boobs drew back her upper lip.
“Even if they invade our territory?”
“Even if.”
Big Boobs glanced to Rope Burn,
then Silver Fox. At last she swore and said, “I promise to do my best to
persuade our alpha to uphold that principle—that’s the best I can do.”
It would have to serve. “And one
other thing,” Barbara said.
“Now what? And this better be the
last!”
“It is. If you find out where the
thieves are located, you’ll inform me. I work out of the PD in Pine Ridge.
Barbara Thompson.”
“Now we know whose house to shit
on,” said Rope Burn, and Big Boobs grinned.
“Do I have your word?” Barbara
pressed.
Big Boobs flipped a lock of hair
out of her face impatiently. “Yes yes, you have my word. Those assholes don’t
deserve our loyalty anyway. Look what’s become of us because of them!”
“Very well, then.”
Barbara and Rick each took hold of
the net from opposite sides and ripped it upward, off of the imprisoned eagle
shifters. There was some grumbling and swearing as the four rose, and Barb kept
her hand on the butt of her pistol, which she’d shoved back in its sheath. No
reason to provoke them or menace them unnecessarily.
“That net stinks of fish,” said
Rope Burn, and Rick actually chuckled.
Silver Fox approached Barbara. “You
have my thanks,” she said.
Barbara inclined her head. “You
have mine.”
With that, Big Boobs Shifted, and
the others followed suit. In seconds all four brown-feathered eagles were
winging their way up toward the canopy of trees, then passing the leafy roof
and sweeping gracefully away.
“That’s too bad,” Rick said. “I
mean, it seems like Tom and Brytha have gotten away.”
Barbara tapped her chin, then smiled.
“Nope,” she said.
“No?”
“No. I’ve got a plan.”
“A plan,” he said, sounding both
amused and impressed. “To catch the thieves?”
“You know it.”
Barbara glanced down from following
the eagles’ progress to see Rick watching her. His eyes were still somewhat
sober, mature, but there was something else there, too. A heat. Desire was
plain in his face, but more
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