Page 37 of Bad Boy Bear


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“Are you sure you want to do that?” An image of panicking bear shifters flashed across his mind—and it wasn’t pretty. “What if that causes a panic? What if someone gets hurt because of it?”

“You don’t think I’m trying to do this as safely as possible?” Miguel hissed. Right at that moment, Clarissa walked by carrying a dozing Lucas on her hip. The cub was drooling on her shoulder, but it was probably better he was sleeping. She paused by the pair; her light brown eyes darting from Miguel to Ivo and then back again. She too looked like she had just woken up. Her leg was still in a cast from her incident on the ski slopes, which Ivo still felt guilty over, but she seemed to be walking on it fairly well. She was strong. A good mate for the Alpha of a clan.

“Hi,” he managed awkwardly when the staring carried on for just a little too long. “How’s everything?”

Her eyes narrowed briefly before she turned and sauntered inside, rubbing her hand soothingly up and down Lucas’s back. Did she think this was his fault? Ivo might have been the one to spill the beans about the mountain territory, but he was doing everything in his power to make it right.

“She’ll come around,” Miguel told him, though he didn’t sound quite as sure as Ivo would have liked. “Maybe if you spend some time together—”

Ivo lifted a finger to press pause on that at the sound of his phone ringing. No one called him—no one but Alani, and sure enough, her name flashed across the screen. He should have contacted her hours ago to let her know things were fine over here, but he had been so distracted with defending the cave that he forgot.

He owed her so much for putting up with his bullshit.

“Alani, hi, I…” The sound of screaming made the words die in his throat. All he heard were her shrieks, wracked with terror, and his name. Over and over again, begging him to help. His knees buckled and his blood ran cold.

Then he felt the urge to kill, so savagely, so strongly, that he shifted on the spot and tore off into the woods. Her scent was faint, but its location was clear. Somehow Vince had gotten ahold of her—he must have had her at the other end of the range. Luckily Ivo was down-wind. Alani’s scent was all his mind could focus on. Finding her. Rescuing her. Caring for her.

And ripping apart whoever dared to hurt her.

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