“I know,” Kane said, and he meant it. His mom had loved his father; they had been mates. The only person who should feel guilt was Serrif. “Why did you stay with Serrif all these years?”
“Because it kept him here. By supporting him in the business and the pride, it meant he never thought to go looking for you, my precious boys.” She looked as if she was about to cry, but then she sniffed loudly and straightened up, looking out into the distance. “Here they come,” she said. Out on the plain, there was movement; the tall grass swayed, and in amongst it lions moved. They were coming to meet their new leader, to witness the beginning of a new era.
“So you did it?” Frasier said, appearing by his side.
“Yes, you missed all the action,” Kane said. “Is your business with Darius complete?”
“It is for now.”
“Good, because I have a job for you. Or two jobs, actually.”
“OK. What do you need me to find?” Frasier asked.
“My brothers,” Kane replied.
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V. Vaughn - Called by the Bear Book 1
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Part I
Foreword
Carly Cutler's dreams predict the future. So when she dreams of a hot guy, a bear, and a paw print design, a force she can’t fight makes her leave the only life she's ever known. With a fresh tattoo of a bear paw and her best friend, Sierra by her side she sets off on a quest to find a man she's never met. Carly and Sierra discover more women like them on the trip from California to Maine, and Lily and Taylor join them for the adventure of a lifetime as they discover lies, deception and true mate love in the secret world of werebear.
Part 1
I’m Carly Cutler and my dreams predict the future. So why am I dreaming about a sexy beast of a guy, a bear, and a paw print design? I don’t know. A force I can’t fight wants me to find out, and I’m leaving the only life I’ve ever known. With a fresh tattoo of a bear paw and my best friend by my side, I’m on a quest to find a man I’ve never met.
Sierra Steele here, and ready for adventure – We’ve been chosen. The moment I saw Carly’s first tattoo, I felt the undeniable attraction of the guy I’ve been dreaming about. My cautious friend can’t resist the pull either, and we’re off to the mountains to get answers. Something’s calling us, and I’m certain the hunky men are our exciting destiny. They’ll keep us safe from the bear, right?
1
Chapter 1
Carly
Large hands grip my hips, and I gaze into eyes so green they can’t be real. What I’m feeling might not be real, either. A moan escapes my lips as the huge blond man drives into me with a low growl. Tremors rumble throughout my body as I fall over the edge and cry out in ecstasy.
I’m almost blind with pleasure as my vision blurs. Fur… an animal? I gasp with sharp pain, searing hot agony. A paw-print tattoo—
I bolt up in bed with a scream on my lips. Blond hair and green eyes flash in my memory as I pant. Lust twinges at my core when I focus on the good part of my dream, and my pulse slows to a normal rate. My nipples are hard with arousal, and my sex is slippery as I stand to pace. Sweat trickles down my back, and I can’t decide if it’s from fear or the orgasm I just had in my dream.
Focus, Carly. I know I was having sex with a super-hot guy. It was good sex, but somehow, a bear became part of the dream, and I think it bit me. Recalling the tattoo stabs at my senses. It’s important, but I don’t know why.
The vinyl stick-on tile of my kitchen floor is cool under my feet, and when I open the fridge the bright light makes me squint. I pull out a carton of orange juice while my mind reaches for the memories just out of my grasp. I shudder, recalling the sharp teeth and fur. When I comb my fingers through my hair to pull it off my damp face, the silkiness makes me remember stroking the animal.